Moshi moshi all, it is me the cheshiremiko, welcoming you to my Sasunaru fanfic!!! does a little dance This is a very old fanfic, which I have redone (read author's note: Chapter 4) because not only was it full of typos but I hated the writing style I used. So here you are, my new and improved chapter 1 of Rape and report cards.

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Sasuke's POV

I walked slowly through the hallways, the black cargo bag, that was slung over my shoulders, bouncing on my hip with every new step I took. Around me, littering the shiny linoleum floors of the school building, teens stood around in packs, each chatting idly with close friends, clad in their blue and white plaid, school-emblem embroidered uniforms. It was truly a disgusting sight. I decided though not to make a big deal of it, just scowling at them and stomping by, trying desperately to find my new locker, through the vast sea of morons. Glancing down at the small piece of paper that I held between my fingers, I read the assembly of numbers that was printed on it, slowly mouthing them as I did.

Uchiha Sasuke

Locker 1114 (22, 32, 26)

I stared at this paper for a bit, strolling aimlessly through the hallways as I did, only to finally stop in front of the tall blue locker which held the same code on it as my sheet did. Sighing, I opened it quickly, stuffing in my things as fast as I possibly could, before starting off to my first period.

It was my first day at the new building of Ashinami High. I had just transfered from my old school, after getting kicked out from starting to many fights.But I wasn't too upset about it, for my other school had been an extremely prestigious university, one of the most elite private schools in all of Konoha to be precise, the one and only Konoha Academy, and I did not fit in there at all.

I may have lived in a good, religious, nuclear family, but I wasn't the best kid ever, and was definitely not your normal, boy-next-door type of teen. Actually by most, I was labeled as either emo or goth, though truly I loathed that title, for I dressed in black band t-shirts, wore tons of hair gel in my ebony locks, and basically always wore on my face that back-off-bitch look in order to keep away the imbeciles who I had to live and interact with. By my parents though, I had a different label. A hellion. The shameful son who had run free from their grasps, while destroying their name in the process.

I almost felt sorry for them, for both of their sons had turned out to be flukes, but truly it wasn't my problem, and didn't let it bother me much, after all, they had my sister, and she was perfect.

I held tightly to my thick, algebra book, my eyes scanning the room numbers quickly as I passed by each door, still feeling slightly anxious to get there. I was tired, overwhelmed by the whole ordeal of exploring heedlessly through the entire, damn school, and ready for a nap. I mean, come one, Math class is officially the best place for a siesta, why else would they have it.

At last, I pinpointed the location of my class, and entered the room quietly, heading to the back of the entire class, only to plop down in a desk with a contented sigh. Students entered quickly behind me, trying desperately to escape the wrath of the dreaded bell, before they too, just as I did, picked a place to sit, usually somewhere as faraway from the teacher as possible.

Rolling my eyes, I picked up my reading material, and began to read, ignoring all of the clamor my idiot peers were making as best as I could, tuning them out with a difficult sci-fi novella. After a couple minutes though, I was rudely interrupted by a slight tapping on it's hard cover, making me peer over the top of the book, a clear irked look visibly present on my face.

In front of me sat a tall girl, a mischievous grin gracing her thin, pink lips, her dark blue eyes twinkling with utter amusement as she bothered me. Bright, golden blond hair, stuck up from her head, tied neatly into four small pigtails at the back of it. She wore her uniform rebelliously, giving me the clear signal that she was somewhat of a punk, an anarchist to the school's dress code. Her shirt clung to her tightly, definitely a size smaller then it was supposed to be, squeezing against her chest like a second skin, making her large breasts even more prominent on her torso, and her blue tie lay against them, tied loosely and haphazardly around her throat. The plaid blue skirt she wore was also too small, and rode up provocatively on her slim thighs, while a studded belt slung around her lithe waist above it. She was cute, hot even, but it made me want to gag. She looked like a total slut in my eyes.

"What do you want exactly" I questioned her, an exasperated tone laced clearly in my low voice. And though it would have made most back away, it only made her grin more, looking almost demonic, as if she was all too joyous that she grated my nerves.

"I noticed you were new, and pretty cool, unlike the rest of the nerds who go here" She replied her voice sneer and flirtatious at the same time. I just rolled my eyes, knowing she was just another fan girl to add to the list. God the crushes have already started and I've just got here.

"Sorry don't roll like that, honey" I pointed out blankly, the words coming out of my mouth before I had even thought of what to say. And then they hit her, like a speeding semi, making her eyes grow big, just like diner plates, and I tensed up, expecting her to yell and call me a faggot. I shouldn't have told her off the bat like that, god I'm such a retard, I thought with remorse.

Thankfully though, and to my relief, and confusion, she began to chuckle, only just slightly, before her cheeks became rosy, and she slowly started to rumble with hysterical laughter. I waited a few minutes, patiently as she began to stop finally, her breaths coming out hard and wheezy, her hands coming up to her face as she wiped away the tears that had formed in her eyes. Scrunching down, embarrassment washed over me, as I felt all the eyes in the entire classroom stare intently at us from her outburst. But, as if she didn't notice, she leaned down in front of me, and whispered,

"Don't worry, I don't either. I'm just as gay as you are honey." She smiled at me, almost reassuringly, and for the first time I started to like this girl. I gave her a small smile in return.

"Im not gay, Im Bi" I kidded, chuckling happily as I did "The name is Sasuke by the way"

"Temari" She replied.

The teacher at the front coughed then, making the blond turn around to face her as she did.

Relaxing back in my chair, the idea ran through my mind that maybe, just maybe, this might not be such a bad school after all. Especially if all the chicks here were like her.

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The bell rang loudly, echoing through the halls of Ashinami, chiming annoyingly in my ears, harshly making me wake up as it did. My eyes slowly opened, only to be greeted by the smiling face of my new friend, Temari and the painfully bright ceiling lights which shone like a halo behind her. I growled, and began to gather my stuff together, which had been knocked around quite a lot during my nap. The girl only giggled at my grogginess, chirping "Rise and shine, sleepy head." as she did. I glared at her, only earning a punch in the arm in return, pain shooting up my arm almost instantly in response to her violent attack. The girl had an extremely strong arm on her, and I had a feeling that a deep bruise would adorn the spot she had hit me later.

"Hey meet me at lunch later, okay? I want to introduce you to the gang" She stated, as we exited the class room. I only nodded, walking away as I did, giving a slight wave goodbye from behind as I continued to tread away from where she stood. I heard her smugly mumble, "Mata-ne, Sasu-chan" in response, and could only imagine her waving her fingers back at me.

Strolling to where my locker was located, hands stuffed into the pockets of my plaid pants, I pushed through the crowds of fools who muddled my path, slightly peeved as they continued to get in my way, no matter how much I pushed through them. But then, something caught my attention, distracting me from my previous anger.

It was a small teen, surrounded by a group of girls, most likely his friends, who gossiped as they waited for him to finish with his locker, which was located right next to mine. He was cute, with his mass of natural blond spikes that stood from the goggles that adorned his head, and bright, almost sapphire colored, blue eyes. Sun kissed cheeks were drawn into a look of annoyance, three whisker-like scars equally spaced on each, as he pulled and shuffled around pitifully, trying with all his might to get his over stuffed bag out of that slim, blue compartment. Quickly jogging up to him, I dropped my own bag next to my feet.

"Here let me help" I said, giving him a small smirk as I got his attention. He only nodded and stepped back, letting me quickly pull out the sack, before I heard him sigh in relief, a look of thankfulness present in those deep puddles of blue.

I handed it to him then, eyeing him over as I did, but he grabbed it away quickly, making me notice the fact that he was blushing only slightly, as he stared back at me.

"urm, thank you?" He muttered, his voice low and filled with just a small hint of nervousness. I just shrugged in response, acting quite non-chalant, before adding.

"No prob, the name's Uchiha Sasuke, I'm your locker neighbor" Then, as if to prove my statement, I turned to my own locker, beginning to fondle the lock, before hearing that familiar click and proceeding to open the door, earning a small creek from the hinges as I did.

"Oh...mine's Naruto Uzumaki". I chuckled, noting the fact that the name strangely fit him, though I couldn't figure out exactly why, especially since I just met the kid.

"Well see ya around, Uchiha-san" I heard him chime in quickly, breaking me away from my reverie, before he scampered off, running quickly with his pack of girls to his next class. I just grinned, pulling out the books I needed. "Kay," I mumbled under my breath, "Hope so"

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I scooted through the lunch line, slowly picking out the most edible looking things, before walking away, holding the small tray of slop as far away from my body as I could. The 'food' looked absolutely nasty, as usually school lunch does, and I gingerly bent over to examine it, only to scrunch up my nose as its repugnant stench hit me full throttle.

Glancing around the cafeteria, I tried my best not to pay attention as my slop seemed to move just a bit on its own, only to spot that familiar blond set of pig-tails waving at me excitedly. Rolling my eyes, I strolled over there, observing the different sorts of people that surrounded her, each of them looking just as untamed and unusual as both her and I did.

Sitting down, I then regarded the girl who sat next to my new found friend, and watched as she snaked an arm around Temari 's small waist, holding her close to her own body almost possessively so. She looked fairly older than me, with her mature aura and indifferent attitude. Not only that but she was very, very beautiful, with a well built, toned body, and smooth, long brown hair which she pulled back into one high pony-tail.

Her uniform though, somehow reminded me of Temari, her white button-up unbuttoned all the way to the top of her chest, and you could unmistakably see the fishnet shirt she wore beneath it. Unlike temari though, she wore the pants that the males usually wore. I wondered slightly how she got away with these things, especially with all her accessories and her lack of a tie.

Noticing that I was scanning her, Temari quickly destroyed the awkward silence that had occurred.

"Um, this is my girl friend, Mitarashi Anko, she's in the junior year, isn't that right babe?" She said, interrupting my thought, before she gave a quick peck on the brunette's cheek, making a bright blush blossom there.

"Nice to meet you...?"

"Uchiha Sasuke" I told her, a small smug smile on my face. Though I had decided that I should be careful around this teen, for she did seem pretty protective of Temari, I quietly admired her at the same time. She seemed sweet, and a good find for the blond girl.

A small cough was suddenly heard, and I turned to see the incredibly sweet smile of an extremely feminine boy. A look of cheerfulness twinkled in his eyes as he suddenly mumbled,

"Are you gonna introduce the rest of us, Temari-chan?"

Temari grinned broadly before standing up, quickly proceeding in naming each and every person in the 'gang', while adding a couple things about them as she did.

The one who had smiled so sweetly ended up being a sophomore named Haku, who although seemed a bit out of place with the rest of the people, he did dress somewhat oddly and feminine. The man who sat next to him happened to be his boyfriend, Zabuza, a extremely violent and menacing looking senior. In front of him sat a white haired, bespectacled sophomore named Kabuto, who was apparently the head dealer in the school. There was also a senior girl named Kurenai, and a quiet, brooding teen named Neji.

I sat quietly as they were all introduced, nodding to each as they were, only to have a thought run through my head. That this was gonna be one hella interesting school year.

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There you go, the redone version of chapter one, and now Im off to redo chapter 2. sighs hope you all like. Sorry about the slight OOC-ness of them all...its hard to keep them completely in character.

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Sasuke: You are such a liar!

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Naruto: fine, but will you buy me ramen?

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CheshireMiko: fine, but you have to be uke...

Sasuke: YES!