TOO MANY IDEAS IN MY HEAD. So here's another start to a story I probably won't finish...
Disclaimer for all my stories- I do not own Naruto. Just this plot!
This is a MultiSaku, and is about a girl who has her problems and isolates herself, new boys who take a liking to her and see her as a mystery to be unsolved, and old friends who just want to know why?
Enjoy~
He would see her, sitting there, in the corner of the library with a book opened in front of her. Whether it was at lunch, or the simple 20 minute break they got in the morning at school, she would sit there and read her beloved books, with nobody else.
Just her and the books the school provided.
He had learned many times now that she was the un-social person. She'd rather spend her breaks reading in the quietness of the library, then in the crowded lunch hall socialising. The girl with soft looking pastel pink hair had been a social butterfly before, but after a few weeks off from school for Christmas break; she started shying away from her friends.
It started with staying after school for an hour every day, studying for her exams that were approaching and to get her grades up. Nobody thought it was out of the ordinary, they simply thought that, yes, she trying to get her grades up, and that in a few weeks once the exam for her English was passed, she would be back to normal.
That was a year ago.
It escalated to her just staying behind in class in the morning breaks. When her friends pronounced their worries to her, she simply waved them off and said that she wasn't hungry, but she'd see them after. And then the horrid exam had passed, but her habit didn't.
"Don't worry about it," She had told them. "It's quieter in the library, and I'm never hungry. Big breakfast, you know?" She would laugh and rub the back of her neck, and her friends would believe her and laugh along with her.
But after that, she would casually slip away from her friends at lunch, and casually slip into the library to read books.
He had been told this when he entered the Academy a few weeks ago with his brother and his friends. She had caught his interest with that pink her of hers, but when he asked one of the new boys he had met, who she was, he said that she was an outcast.
"Sakura... she's an odd one," Naruto would say, his bright blue eyes shining with amusement. "She use to have this huge temper on her, but she was the most thoughtful and caring person there was."
"Was?"
"Yeah... now, she's an outcast. Nobody can stand her anymore. The way she acts and isolates herself... it's not normal, believe it." But even though his voice was hard and full of mirth, his eyes would look at the girl in question with so much sadness and pain that, if he was a soft hearted girl, would have been heartbreaking.
"So, you outcasted her because she was focused on her studies?" He had asked incredulously, his eyebrows shooting up in question.
"Oh, no! Not like that... It's just she gave everyone the cold shoulder. When we tried to help, she just shrugged us off like nothing. But, hey, Sasuke, enough of that! Let's go get some Ramen!"
And after that, he never asked again about the mysterious pink haired girl, even if his thoughts would drift to her when he sat behind her in lesson.
He could see her pain, and he just wondered what she was hiding.