I feel like this pairing doesn't get enough credit, sure it will probably never happen, but it is a cute pairing. I don't own Naruto or anyone else. Would I be up until two in the morning writing this if I did?

Here's where the story begins… (not on a dark scary hill)

Itachi woke up after the car he, his parents and his brother Sasuke were in hit a small speed bump. Itachi rubbed his eyes on the back of the black long sleeve shirt he had on, His jeans being slightly damaged and sneakers covering his feet. He looked out the window to see a large school pull up into view, The Konoha School of Art.

This was the art school that he and Sasuke would be attending. Sasuke was taking classes in charcoal and sketching, himself having classes in painting and photography. His mother had told the two about the school before their father could object.

Itachi's father was not the nicest person when it came to his eldest. He wanted Itachi to take over the family business and Itachi wanted to become an artist like his great-grandfather.

So, here they were at one of the best art schools in Japan. Itachi and Sasuke got a scholarship for half their education, their parents footing the other half.

The building was red brick with paint splatters to show what buildings were where. The dorms were across the square from the main school. The dorm buildings were covered from the ground to the roof in paint splats and graffiti.

There were three dorm buildings. One for girls, one for boys and the last was for the teachers. The square was covered in park benches, picnic tables, trees, flower bushes, grass everywhere and cobble-stone paths.

There were old-style lamps that light the pathways at night or in the early morning. It was the middle of the morning, so all the students would be in their classes. The family pulled into the parking lot of the main building and headed, as a group, to the administration room.

Mr. Uchiha knocked on the door as a young lady answered the door. "Oh, you must be the Uchihas. Hello, I'm Shizune, the vice principal," Shizune opened the door so the family of four could come in.

"I'm sorry but you will have to wait for a couple of minutes, Tsunade the principal is huh… finding a cure for a headache." Shizune smiled weakly at the family and quickly made her way back to her desk to find the information regarding the two new additions to the school.

Mr. Uchiha cleared his throat, "I would like to thank you for taking them both in the middle of the quarter. If they cause any disturbances, don't hesitate to call." Itachi glared at his father, as if he would do anything to get kicked out of an art school, now a high end boarding school was different.

Shizune smiled, "It is quite alright, now Sasuke will be staying on floor three of the guys' dorm with Naruto Uzumaki. Itachi will be staying on the top floor with… it says here Neji Hyuga. Is that alright?"

Mr. Uchiha looked like he was ready to blow a gasket. No Uchiha has ever, I repeat, ever even talked to the Hyugas let alone room with one. But never-the-less, "Yes, that will be fine."

"Good," Shizune's buzzer buzzed as the principal's voice came through the speaker.

"You can send in the Uchihas now, my hangover is almost gone." Tsunade answered still sounding like she was trying to win a losing battle with a hangover.

Shizune and the Uchihas sweat-dropped as the two boys walked through the door to the principal's office, leaving their parents behind after the long, silent car ride.

-In the Principal's Office-

Tsunade was signing papers when the door opened and the two desired new students walked up to her very cluttered desk. There was paperwork everywhere from not doing any of it over the weekend.

She motioned to the chairs in front of her, "Sit down; I'm not going to bite either of your heads off." Sasuke and Itachi sat in the two hard wooden chairs in front of the maple desk.

Tsunade put down her pen and rubbed her temples before turning her attention on the pair of brothers in front of her, "Ok, let's see, here are your schedules, no drinking or drugs in the dorms, classes will let out in about two hours and you are excused from them today. There will be books and supplies in your rooms for your classes, there are two desks, bunk beds and two small closets. You already got your room numbers, floor and roommates. That should be everything, curfew is at eleven and meals are posted on your schedules. That about does it, now go to your dorms and get settled in, your roommates were instructed to go directly to their rooms after class to help you."

The two Uchihas nodded at the long explanation before standing up and going back to the front room to find their parents and then their rooms.

-1 ½ hours later-

Itachi just finished unpacking. He looked around the room; it was still a mess from when he walked in. There were paintbrushes in a tin can on one of the desks. A laptop cord that was still plugged in was reaching out from over the desk.

Clothes were hanging out of the one closet and over the desk's wheelie chair. The top bunk was not made and the blankets were everywhere and the alarm clock hung by its cord over the side.

The desk also housed a lap, pens, pencils, three drawing notebooks, a book on painting, six regular notebooks, and pictures of what looked like his roommate's family and friends.

Itachi had just finished putting his clothes inside the closet, his painting supplies and camera in one of the desk drawers, the bottom bunk was made and his own laptop was charging after use on the long car ride.

He looked out the window to see students wondering around the campus and going to either their friend's rooms or their own. Itachi heard the door being unlocked from a key and turned around as the door opened.

A boy around the age of sixteen walked in and locked the door behind him, seemingly out of habit. The boy turned to him with lavender eyes, his hair almost reaching the middle of his back and was wearing a loose white t-shirt and faded blue jeans. He had black flip-flops on his feet with a camera around his neck.

He titled his head to the side before putting his back-pack on the chair to his desk, "If they told me you were coming today, I would have tried to clean up you know."

Itachi smirked, "So it's not always this messy?"

The boy rolled his eyes, "Of course it is, all true artist live in mess. It's where my best works come from."

Itachi nodded and stuck out his hand, "I'm Itachi Uchiha."

The boy looked at the hand before shaking it, "Neji Hyuga."

Itachi had never seen a more beautiful person in all his life.

Um yea, I have no idea where this idea came from, but if you have any suggestions as to what happens next, I would love to hear them.

Cookies for anyone who reviews as usual and flamers with be used to bake the cookies for everyone else.