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Chapter 1: I'm late!


Uzumaki Naruto is a 15 year old boy. He is a cheerful, bubbly person from Konohagakure. He loves ramen and kidding around. People think he's annoying but he loves what he does. He makes everyone's days better by talking to them. Cheering, laughing, that's what life is all about, isn't it? Why let the grief and sorrow take over you, when you can be happy. That's what he thinks.

On the other hand, here's Uchiha Sasuke. He's also 15. Unlike Naruto, he is dark and always brooding, never smiling. Naruto thinks he isn't not living life the way he should. Well, how could he when his whole family's dead? That's what he thinks.


The sun was barely making its way through the stained window, and he opened his eyes to the sound of that woman yelling through the halls, making sure everyone was up and ready for school. Sasuke got off the bed, and still sleepy, rubbed his eyes adjusting his vision. He quickly grabbed some clothes from the ones he had (even though they're not a lot, since the orphanage is poor). Yes, he lives in an orphanage. He doesn't hate it, because that woman that is taking care of him and the other kids there tries her best, but the boy also doesn't love it. It's okay. At least he has a place to eat and keep warm.

His breakfast was dull, as always. A glass of water and crumbling bread with a little cheese. That's okay too.

Sasuke, now ready, made his way to the bus stop, just in time for the yellow vehicle and he hopped in it. He sat on the far back, looked out of the window and shut the world off for the 7 minute ride to the school. It was his first day in the new school, since he was a freshman in high school. Sasuke probably won't have any friends here, either. He's that outcast that "gets bullied", but he just doesn't want to deal with people's shit and doesn't want to get in trouble. The boy does everything he can to help Tsunade, that woman, the owner of the orphanage.

Pushing black bangs out of raven eyes, he entered the institution with a hard expression on his face.


His family has enough money for the boy to have normal attire and be well fed, considering Naruto's enormous need for food (psst:ramen). He woke up from his sleep and instantly put an ear-to-ear smile on his face, the usual look. While turning to look through the window, he scratched his cheeks on the places where the whisker-like scars were. He's grown quite fond of them, and he wouldn't trade them. It's his trademark. (Author: Makes a hella lot sense, right?)

Naruto stuffed his mouth with toast and ran out the door, yelling an 'Abayo' to his mom. A grunt came out of her room, and then:

"Uzumaki Naruto! You boy, don't talk like that in school. It's really impolite, you know."

"Yes, yes mom. It's just you, you don't mind, eh?" Naruto said, keeping the cheeky grin on his face.

She sighed. "Ah, alright. Be good."

He looked at his watch, noticing that it's 8:30. Crap, he is late on the first day of school. Silly Naruto, he even missed the bus! Now they'll know him as the guy who hasn't got a care in the world… Well, better that than being the outcast again.

He was an outcast in his previous school, he got bullied, but little Naruto kept his brave face on and kept on smiling. "Smile, baby." His mother used to say. "They don't mean anything in your life. Don't let what they say get to you." Her bright smile made his life better, and so he decided that he wants to make other people's lives better just like her.

At 8:45, he arrived in front of the school gates, panting and sweaty, but he didn't have time to rest! Class started in five minutes, and if he stopped now, he would barely make it in time.

Whisker-cheeks rushed in his assigned classroom at 8:49, and scanned it with his eyes. No empty seats except for one in the far back, next to a black haired shady guy who looked like he was about to kill someone.

Well, crap, Naruto thought.

He had nowhere to sit, and the new teacher was almost at his heels, so he quickly ran off to the seat, putting his backpack on the ground and plopping his butt on the chair.


hi there ^3^ my name is simona, i had a previous account and i won't use that one because of reasons, well. positive feedback is clearly appreciated, but please review this fic with any constructive criticism and anything you would like to add because i'd really make great use of it. i'm still an amateur writer and i've got a lot of room to improve!

chapter 2 will be here soon, i just have to edit it. :)