Yo guys! Yes, this idea just came up to me like magic. Haha. You can skip the Prologue if you want, but I'd recommend it because it gives you a clearer idea of Naruto's character in this and what's he's thinking of. Hope you'll like it! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or Naruto, I just own my plot.

SasuNaru, may have slight ShikaNeji, if I have the mood. xD I decided to use Waseda University because I like the name and it rocks x)

Prologue

Hi. I'm Uzumaki Naruto. I'm 18 years old. I have deep blue eyes and blonde hair and I'm a Waseda college student.

You must be thinking, "Wow, you're from Waseda?!" Well, yes, it's a fantastic school. Teachers are great and my classmates are generally friendly.

There is this one boy. I don't hate him. In fact, I like him.

So, what's the problem then?

I think I like him too much.

Before I move on, let me highlight the word, 'generally'. Well, even though I like him, he's not exactly the friendliest, the nicest or the most outgoing boy in class. Actually, he's one of the quietest boys I've ever known. But the silence he emits was that of intelligence, thought and passion.

Or maybe it's just my imagination.

Apart from that, the amazing thing about him is that he can be daydreaming in class everyday and still come out as the top student of the class (unless you count Shikamaru, which has a brain the size of an elephant) for every single test.

While I, on the other hand, have to work until midnight to achieve no more than a mediocre result.

See the difference?

Okay, fine. At Waseda University, when we say mediocre, we mean an average score (we're smart people, you see). It's just…

Well, for a start, compare that guy to ME.

You see how average I am?

Yes, average. I'm a total freak! Why didn't my mother eat more nutrients while she was pregnant with me so that I'll be smarter?!

I can't believe it. I spent two hours a day in primary school learning about values. Be hardworking, don't daydream in class, listen while the teacher is teaching otherwise she'll give you the 'please-get-out-of-the-class' look.

What about him? He's broken just about every rule the teacher tells us not to do and he's still the top ten percent of the cohort?!

Shouldn't it be:

More effort = good results

Rather than:

More effort = average results

No effort = fantastic results

The school is seriously doing reverse psychology on us. They really want us to score badly on tests instead of the other way around.

That's it; I'm not studying next time.

Chapter 1

"Shikamaru!"

The spiky-haired student turned back to find Naruto, one of his best friends, behind him, panting heavily from the short run.

"What is it?"

"I need you to tutor me in Mathematics!"

Shikamaru sighed. Not again. Naruto goes through this phrase every time that raven-haired guy scores better than him in a test. He decides he's not good enough and goes to Shikamaru for help. The thing is, this determination wears off after a couple days and Naruto stops coming to him for help after that. Which is why his marks are still average.

"Naruto, you didn't score so badly."

"Yes, I did! I got a B! You got an A+, for goodness' sake, so stop trying to console me!"

Shikamaru rolled his eyes. Oh boy, here we go again.

"You know," Shikamaru smirked, "I'm not convinced that it's just me who you want to prove wrong. You want that Uchiha guy to notice you in class, don't you?"

Naruto felt his heart skip a beat; his face suddenly was the colour of rose red, "No! How many times do I have to repeat myself?! No, I am not infatuated with Uchiha Sasuke!"

The blue-eyed student bit his lip as he realised teachers and school mates alike were looking at him with curiosity. Some of them, like Kiba, sniggered at the blonde.

Just speaking of the devil, Uchiha Sasuke, with his coolness, walked along the school corridor with both his hands in his pocket, his blue-black colour hair covering his right onyx eye. His brown sling bag was just next to his knee, his sleeves from his dark blue long-sleeve shirt rolled up to his elbow and his long brown pants touching his black converse shoe.

He was so cool, so suave, how the blonde wished he could at least have the luxury to get to know him better. But, of course, that was impossible, considering that he doesn't have any friends. Unless, you count Hyuuga Neji, of course. The two of them are such close friends since childhood. Both have the perfect looks, both have that genius brain. It was hard for any guy or girl to resist having even the tiniest crush on them.

Take Haruno Sakura, for instance. She wanted to become Sasuke's girlfriend so badly that she pleaded him on her two knees (might I add, in front of the whole class). Even as she did all of that, Sasuke just left her there and walked off to his seat, leaving the pink-haired girl crying and running to the nearest girls' toilet. Neji just chuckled a little as Sasuke sat down beside him, as if the student knew that was exactly what he expected the Uchiha to do.

If he wasn't touched by that girl, how in the world was Uchiha Sasuke ever going to be friends with a dork like Uzumaki Naruto?

Shikamaru even listed out ten reasons why Naruto would not make a good best friend, and that his decision to befriend him was made on impulse. The poor blonde was sort of depressed for a while until the Nara finally told him it was a joke.

Yes, he's that dumb.

So, how was he ever getting close to Uchiha Sasuke?

Shikamaru looked at Uzumaki. The latter then suddenly felt a slight push behind his back, and before he knew it, was catapulted to Sasuke's locker, where the Uchiha was standing.

Gosh, that Shikamaru really has super strength.

It took a while for Naruto to register what he was there for. When his brain finally clicked, he found the Uchiha staring into his deep blue eyes, just waiting for the blonde to speak.

"Eh…hi…I'm-"

"Hi, I'm Uchiha Sasuke. Nice to meet you, Naruto."

Naruto just stood there in shock as the Uchiha slid a piece of paper in his hand, and he made his way to the classroom, a smirking Hyuuga Neji following behind.

The blonde blinked a few times and looked down at the piece of paper.

Uchiha Sasuke

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