Beep beep beeeeeeeeeeep

I went to hit the snooze button on my ever so annoying alarm clock. I couldn't find it. I stretched my arm out all the way trying to locate the beeping nuisance, remembering too late that my foster dad had put it on the other side of my room, to keep me from hitting the snooze button. I fell out of my bed.

Damn.

Well this was the officially bad start to an officially bad day. Yup. First day at a new school in a new town with foster parents that were picked for me a month ago. I love my life. Not.

"Sakura! Was that you? Are you up? Well, hope you're up 'cause otherwise you'll be late to school on your first day!" A male voice called up.

"I'm up!" I yelled back as I pulled my face off the shine, overly polished hardwood floor of my room. "I should really put a soft rug there." I muttered to myself.

I grabbed the school uniform I'd gotten a couple of days ago off a chair in the corner of my room and went into my own private (yeah, be jealous) bathroom to shower and get dressed and ready.

The shower was quite nice, but short. I blow-dried my hair, combed it and put it up in a ponytail. I like my hair. It's black with pink streaks in it. Surprisingly, the pink is my natural hair color (don't know how that one happened) and the black is dyed. After finishing with my hair, I got dressed. The school uniform wasn't bad, just boring, and conforming. In other words; I hated it. It was a black skirt, white button up blouse, grey blazer and a black tie. Ew.

I sighed as I stared at my reflection. I looked -insert shudder here- preppy. Time to change that. I took out my makeup bag and swept dark blue eyeshadow on and lots of mascara as well as a red lipstick. I smiled. Much better. I went to my closet and got out what I called my "mafia boots". They were stilettos that went a couple inches above the ankle. What I loved about them was the buckles on the sides and the fact that they were pinstriped. They were just awesome really.

"Sakura! Breakfast!"

"Coming Iruka!" I yelled back at my foster dad.

With that I grabbed my bag and my boots and ran downstairs for some chow. My foster brothers were already there, eating their toast and eggs greedily. Iruka was standing over the stove, making another batch of eggs for me and Kakashi was pouring himself some cereal.

Maybe I should explain something. My foster parents are gay. Ok? G-a-y. Surprising that I was placed with gay foster parents but, hey, I'm cool with it. In fact, I'm gay too. Well now that that's out of the way, let me explain my very weird foster family.

Let's start with Kakashi. He's in the army, he's a sergeant actually. He can't serve in the field due him only being able to see with one eye, but he's a genius (or so I'm told) when it comes to training new soldiers and preparing them for war. Oh, in case you're curious, he lost sight in his bad eye in a bad fight one day. They won't tell me any more than that.

Iruka is a strange guy, really sweet and loving, but he's got one hell of a temper. He's a forensic scientist for the local police department and he's really good at what he does. Better than his skills in the lab though, are his skills in the kitchen. The dude loves to cook. He cooks every meal we eat here and he doesn't let us do anything. You know, I don't even think there's been a time when we've eaten out.

Alright, onto my foster brothers.

First, there's Naruto. He's a crazy, ramen-loving ball of never ending hyperness. Seriously, the boy's insane. He's obsessed with ramen of all things!! However, as weird as he is, he's a really good artist. In fact, he even attends a school for the arts.

Next up, we have Sasuke. He's a total badass punk, with a soft and sweet side. He dresses in black and chains and other rebellious stuff and is the supposed crush of nearly every girl in the school, well, our school now. He's a racer and has passion for drifting. He even competes.

Alright, now here's the tricky part; Naruto and Sasuke are really Kakashi's and Iruka's genetic sons. See, a female friend of Iruka's offered to be their surrogate (very kind of her) and they ended up with Naruto from Iruka's genes and a year later they had Sasuke with Kakashi's genes. Oh yeah, Naruto's nineteen, the school he attends is a college. Sasuke's is almost eighteen and I'm five months after him so we're both seventeen.

Alright, now that explaining is over with, can we get back to my morning? Great.

"Here's your eggs sweetie." Iruka said as he slid them from the frying pan to my plate. I've never been one for eating much in the morning but the stuff on my plate smelled really good. I grabbed the pepper and sprinkled some on top of my eggs before placing them on my toast and taking a bite. Yummy.

"Hurry up, Sakura. We're leaving in five." Sasuke said, not looking up from his biology textbook.

"What? Why so soon? I just sat down!" I asked, pissed. I hated being rushed.

"I'm meeting with some friends to study for a test this afternoon. You can join in if you want." He said calmly.
"Well, fine. I guess if it's for that." I crossed my arms and pouted before devouring my food so that I would at least have something in my stomach for the rest of the morning.

A few minutes later Sasuke put his book into his bag, signaled for me to follow and went out into the hall. He slid on his shoes and I zipped into my boots. Iruka stopped me as I reached for the door handle.

"You have a good day now. I don't want you to come home moping because you don't like you're new school. Try and be social and maybe you'll make some friends. Also, I hear from Sasuke that they have some pretty nice looking girls there." He winked at me and gave me a hug before shooing me out the door.

Sasuke had the car started and backed up so I just hopped into the passenger seat, placing my messenger bag at me feet. The drive to the school took about twenty minutes. Twenty minutes of my life I'll never get back. Sasuke pulled into the parking lot and I stared at the building in front of me. It was big and a little bit intimidating.

I looked at Sasuke, worried. He gave me a comforting smile and got out of the car. I took a deep breath and reached for the handle to open my door. Oh boy.

Hmm, so yeah. This is my new story. Yes, Sakura, Kakashi, and Iruka are openly gay. If you don't like it, don't read it, and don't come torches and pitchforks towards me 'cause it'd be a waste of your time. Besides, it's none of your business anyway. Alright, usual rules apply: please review (I always love it and I welcome critiques and constructive criticism), no flaming

Alright, peace out.

PureElement