It all started, when we were born...

NAH! It started with Naruto's great sense of smell, Sakura's overwhelming curiosity, and my ability to be passive at all the wrong times.

We happened to sit behind them during a lecture.

Naruto and I were talking about our mission in excited, hushed voices (in Japanese, of course) while Sakura – who sat on my right – stared blankly at the row in front of us. Which is odd, even though I've only known her for a short time. She practically drowned me in chatter the first day I met her.

Suddenly, Sakura broke her daze by whispering, "Hey, don't you guys think they're all so beautiful?" Eyes on the group sitting just a row ahead of us. The teacher on the podium continued droning on in a monotonous voice. And of course we weren't paying attention. Even though we picked up the language and the accent pretty fast, we didn't know what the heck was photosynthesis, haemoglobin, or whatever. We didn't need to.

"Yeah, they are." Naruto and I chimed together, momentarily pausing our conversation.

Sakura pursed her lips. "Don't you think they're a bit too beautiful? Almost like ethereal, out-of-this-world beauty?" We were speaking in Japanese because it was easier. What else?

Naruto raised a brow, looking thoughtful for the first time since I met him (Wow, how many sides do these two have?!) His mouth formed a small 'o' as if he just realised something, and he leaned forward slightly – very, very slightly – towards the Cullens. He closed his eyes.

And took a deep breath.

His eyes snapped open, and he fell back onto his chair. He gave a wry, unsure smile. Turning to face us, he whispers, "Well, they sure don't smell bad. In fact, they smell … uh... really nice. Like flowers and cinammon and herbs and sunshine and rainbows and unicorns and the powerpuff girls. Though I did catch a scent of... the woods. Like bark, dirt and blood. Rough. But still somehow pleasant though. It's not a bad thing, I guess..." He trailed off, then scratched his head.

Wow. So serious.

So they're a bunch of mysterious, attention-catching, nice-smelling, great-looking, good-grades-getting people. Th-they must be -

"They must be perfect," we breathed.

"It's so weird, so odd, so weird, so odd," Sakura chanted to herself, pacing ahead of us.

I sighed. "Sakura-chan, chill. It's okay. It's not as if you can magically know what they do behind-the-scenes."

Sakura paused at my words. She came to a standstill and swiveled to face the surprised Naruto and I.

"That. Is. GENIUS. We'll stalk them home. Oh, maybe not stalk. That sounds like something a criminal might do. How about investigating? Yeah! That's perfect! I mean, how will they even find out?" She winked conspiratorially.

"Sakura, that's not part of the mission," I persuaded half-heartedly. Now that I think about it, I'm not usually that passive. I must have been tired from gaming (Ahem, Otome Games, ahem) through the night. At least I had some nasteh coffee this morning. Bitter and ever-so-nasteh, at least it kept me from being zombified. Playing games throughout the night is probably not the wisest thing I've ever done.

Sakura turns to Naruto. "What do you think?"

He grins. "Count me in! I really want to know how they smell so good!" Naruto has the Nine-Tails sealed inside of him, which gives him a keener sense of smell than most. Though, I heard, not as keen as Kiba's. I also heard a villager from the Sand Village has a Shukaku sealed inside of him. But then again, I hear a lot of things. A fondly disturbing one is KakashiXNaruto. Just no.

"Kaiya?" She faces me.

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure. After school?" I gave a small yawn.

"Yup! So since our last classes are different, we'll meet up here, okay? In the canteen. Right here." She points at her feet.