Attracted to Trouble

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did... there would be ninja Squirrels in them. Naruto would have replied to Hinata's confession BY NOW and Sasuke... well he would still be somewhat evil but he would also love Sakura. EEP fangirl squeal. The photos used in the cover aren't mine either. I got them from google. :p But I did make the cover page.

Chapter one:

"You know what we should get this weekend? Tattoos."

I drop my spoon from my mouth and nearly choke on the noodles that are lodged in my throat.

"No Ino, that's crazy!" I protest, slamming my hands forcefully onto the round table placed between the blonde and I, the only obstacle keeping me from pulling all her hair out. "My Oka-san would kill me, not to mention what my Oto-san would do." I whine, letting out a heavy sigh, trying to calm the large wave of hotness that had quickly rushed towards my head at Ino's rash suggestion.

As the blonde in front of me rolls her crystal blue eyes, a scowl forms on her pale face; one that of course, disagrees with my outburst. "Oh come on Forehead-girl, you're such a wimp. You never take any risks." Ino-pig groans, her azure orbs dropping to the green leaves sitting below her nose. "I invited you to Temari's party last Friday and you hung up on me as soon as I mentioned beer." She then clicks her tongue whist shaking her head with disappointment. Unfortunately I could never be her dream best friend.

Unlike my outgoing best friend, I'd much rather stay home with a good book perched firmly in my hands than go out partying with a cluster of sweaty strangers all rubbing up against me, drunk. Ino nags about the fact that I'm a complete bore who can only focus on bothersome school work. However, I do have an abnormal sized forehead, most likely containing a large brain that is much too superior for Ino's small mind to handle so in reality, I'm perfectly fine with my life.

"Even Hinata went!" She exclaims, bursting up from her seat, the metal legs of her chair scratch against the floor, creating a deadly screeching noise that burst in my ears. Nervously, I glance around, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment once I notice that the students around us are staring at us like we've just been let out of a zoo."Do you know how big a deal that is? Hinata, the quiet and timid girl went to a party, got drunk and-

"I- I think that's enough Ino." Hinata stutters, her ghostly pale face suddenly heats up as she pokes her fingers together. Lowering her head, she attempts to look away nervously, wanting to escape the topic of our conversation. What could Hinata have done that night? Though I'm not the type to sink into the topic of gossip, I can't help but feel intrigued by all of this. I try pushing away the part of me that wants to push Ino into continuing the story but the curiosity only rises.

See, this is why I strictly restrain myself from consuming any amount of alcohol. Look what it has done to our poor innocent Hinata-chan.

"No, that's not enough Ino. Come on, continue." Kiba urges, eager to find out what our little timid girl has done. Now I hate myself for agreeing with him. Sakura, what are you trying to become?

Clearing her throat, Ino ignores the brown haired boy's question and finally takes a seat. At least she isn't up like a complete moron anymore, embarrassing everyone at the table with her loud shouts. My lips silently tug into a disappointed frown. I guess we'll never find out what Hinata did. "Whatever, you need a guy Forehead girl. You haven't dated anyone since… Kiba. And I don't know why even went out with a dog like him anyway " She scrunches up her nose, creases folding on her forehead as her face contorts into a disgusted grimace.

Carefully, I glance at Kiba who quickly turns away, face red. Everything's been so awkward around him ever since we broke up. The relationship was boring. It had no sparks- none of that cliché romantic feelings people are supposed to feel when they finally meet that special someone. Though I didn't feel anything, I continued with the relationship, wanting to let it sink in so the fireworks might appear someday. Unfortunately it never did… for me.

But apparently Kiba had fallen head over heels for me and I was the bitch that broke his heart. Now he won't even look at me and once I see him, worms slide into my stomach and guilt bubbles up inside of me. I feel horrible about the entire incident and I've apologized countless times. Every time though, he assures me that it's fine but I can see in his eyes that it isn't. I don't know how to fix the horrible mess I've caused.

Narrowing my eyes, I glare at the girl sitting across from me, my hands tightly clutching onto the wooden chopsticks in my hand as I reel up some noodles before shoving it into my mouth. "Hey, you're the one who can't even hold onto a proper relationship." I mutter with my mouth full, unintentionally spitting out soup.

"Gross." Ino groans, quickly dodging what's flying towards her. "I swear if that would have landed on me, you and your huge ass forehead would have been dead." She hisses, dusting her uniform, inspecting for stains.

"And that's not true. Shikamaru and I have been dating for a whole month." She states proudly, clinging herself onto the boy beside her while he merely looks away while mumbling the word 'troublesome'. Now this is a couple you'd want to look up to. Not. But I suppose they are good for each other, somehow balancing everything out.

He keeps her calmer whist she pushes him into things he normally wouldn't do.

"Ino-chan, isn't tomorrow your one month anniversary?" Hinata speaks out with a small smile gracing her rosy lips. "Are you and Shikamaru-san going somewhere?" She asks, her dark indigo bangs, hovering above her eyes as she looks down timidly. Hinata doesn't have much self-confidence; even talking to her friends she tends to look elsewhere, always avoiding proper eye contact.

She probably developed this from her strict father. As a child, she's been told many harsh things but truthfully, I think she's a beautiful and strong girl who can amount to many things. She just needs to believe in herself.

Ino quickly claps her hands together, a wide exuberant grin dances across her face. "You're totally right! Shika-kun, where are you going to take me? I really want to see that new movie with Jennifer Lawrence, I mean she's just such an amazing…."

I tune out her words while sighing to myself. Perhaps Ino IS right and my life is filled with nothing but secureness and safety. Then again, I really don't prefer taking risks that may turn out horribly in the end. The thought of bad outcomes scare me thus resulting to the good girl who's had a clean record throughout her entire life time. Though the accomplishments make me feel warm, a void emptiness stays firm in my chest as a part of me wants nothing more than even a hint of danger or excitement.

As I let out a sigh, I know that the feeling may as well fade. There's no way Haruno Sakura would ever get into trouble. After all, I'm nothing but a good girl, nothing compared to-

"Uchiha Sasuke!" The cafeteria explodes with shouts of affection, screams of confessions as girls throw themselves at the handsome boy who's just walked into the room.

His hands tucked loosely in his pants pocket, his face pale and expression emotionless as always. His lips form a deep scowl as he appears to be hoping that everyone in the room would quickly disappear. Like always, his raven hair sticks upwards, defying all odds of gravity. Standing tall, he continues to walk across the room, his T-shirt not able to hide the muscles on his arms, strength that would make any girl want to faint in his arms and-

What am I doing? This is Uchiha Sasuke we're talking, the boy who cares for no one but himself. All he is; is bad news. I shake my head at my stupid thoughts, forcing away a blush.

Oh come on, you can't deny that the boy is sexy

I also can't deny that I want you to shut up

Fine, fine, but at least do me a favor and continue to stare at that amazing body of his. Yum.

I groan at my inner and immediately look away towards the blonde behind Sasuke. His best friend, Uzumaki Naruto trails behind him, grinning while waving at everyone in the room as his blue orbs dance around gleefully, and a tinted glow gleaming off of his entire body. Two complete opposites are somehow best of friends.

"Sasuke-kun!" Karin, Ino's enemy jumps up from her seat and hurries towards the love of her life, latching herself onto him in an attempt to gain his attention. "I was looking for you all day. My mom wants to invite you over to diner since we're neighbours. So how about it Sasuke, I'll be so bored without you." She purrs, pouting her lips while resembling a child who's begging for what they want. "And after dinner, maybe you can stay a little longer and have some fun with me." She winks seductively at him which only seems to deepen the scowl on his face.

Why is she so desperate for his attention? It's not as if she'll ever earn it, especially not by chasing after him like an obsessive fan girl.

He quickly shakes her off, not even sparing her an acknowledging glance before he walks away, leaving her with merely the humiliating light shining upon what's left of her pride.

"What's the point? He doesn't notice anyone." Ino mumbles.

"What's so good about him anyway?" Kiba grumbles, clearly upset with all the attention the Uchiha is gaining.

Ino scoffs at Kiba's comment. "If he heard you, you would have gotten your ass kicked, Kiba. I heard this morning; this one kid accidently bumped into him and Sasuke beat him up so bad that he's stuck in the hospital for a whole month." Ino whispers, leaning her body across the table, her voice quivering as if fearing that he might overhear the conversation.

"Complete asshole if you ask me." Kiba retorts, throwing a glare towards Sasuke.

Suddenly, his onyx eyes are on us. Kiba turns away swiftly, attempting to act as if he's busy texting someone. He's always had a big mouth but unfortunately, can't deliver to what he says most of the time. Still, the Uchiha's intense gaze remains on us and I can't help but allow my jade eyes to meet his.

My cheeks begin burning up unintentionally as I whip my head in another direction, cursing myself for being so careless. Hesitantly, I glance back, sighing with relief once I notice that his back is now turned to us. What the hell was that?

"Kiba, you idiot! I swear if he comes for us after school, I'm going to beat your ass up after he's done with you." Ino sneers, furrowing her brows as she clutches desperately onto the edge of the table, acting as though her life may depend on it.

"Is U-Uchiha-san really a bad person?" Hinata stammers.

My best friend shrugs while taking a bite out of her crunchy salad. "He was fine up until five years ago." She states with her mouth full of green lettuce. "I mean he's ignored everyone for most of his life but after his brother ran off to join Akatsuki, Sasuke changed like really quickly. His grades dropped, he began getting into a lot of fights. He even transferred to sound for two years but returned for high school. I hear his parents wanted to send him to military school but he refused to budge." Ino explains, her voice still projecting in a hushed tone.

"What the hell is an Akatsuki? Is that like a fruit?" I ask, tilting my head to the side as I continue to stare at Ino. I furrow my brows with confusion as her words seem like transparent sounds with no meaning to me.

Ino rolls her eyes at me, slapping her forehead with her hands while she groans with pure frustration. "Yes Sakura, his brother totally joined a fruit, because that would make so much sense." Her voice drips with sarcasm but I'm still completely lost. "It's a gang, a really famous one too. I've heard they've committed murders but the police have no definite proof so they can't arrest any of them. That's how dangerous they are." She informs me, her tone firm.

"T-that… exists?" I gulp, trying to ease away the uneasy lump that has appeared in my throat.

"Sak, what's wrong with you? How do you not know about them? They've been all over the news." Kiba jumps in. The familiar name makes me flinch as old memories begin souring through my mind. I spent three years with him and maybe I didn't love him but the feelings are still there. "Hey, are you okay?" He asks. I rotate my head around, his eyes peering at me with worry and concern.

"Troublesome people." Shikamaru sighs.

"You guys are all idiots." Ino huffs impatiently while crossing her arms. "Oh, not you Hinata. You're still amazing." She smiles at the timid girl, seated diagonal from her. "The rest of you though are just morons."

Rolling my eyes, I deliberately flick my chopsticks upwards towards her, splashing liquid onto her shirt. "Nice to know you care." I mumble.

"SAKURA!" She shrieks. "You did not just do that. Oh my god, this is going to be so hard to wash out. You stupid forehead-girl. When I get my hands on you I'll-EEP"

The speakers screech, imitating a dying cat. My ears feel as if they may be about to bleed because it feels like my eardrums are ripping apart as the dreadful seconds continue to drag by. "A-Attention, may I have your attention please- Shizuna is this piece of shit even working?" Tsunade's voice echoes through the large school.

"Umm yes Ma'am, you're on right now." Shizuna, Tsunade's secretary squeaks from the background.

"Oh good. May I have your attention please! Haruno Sakura, I need you to report to the main office as soon as possible!" At hearing those words, my stomach seems to do a backflip because my lunch feels as though it may just explode out any second now. My heart drops as anxiety sits on top, weighing it down as an anchor would to a sail boat. Sweat builds up on my forehead as I try thinking of anything bad I could have possibly done to ruin my perfect record.

Ino giggles, mocking my worried state. "Karma's a bitch, isn't it Forehead-girl." She grins.

"Troublesome, I'm never going to get to sleep." Shikamaru yawns in annoyance.

"I wonder what that old hag wants from you. Don't get yourself killed." Kiba pats me assuredly on the back but his comment doesn't help at all.

I sigh and pick up my trey; the fear only seems to multiply as many pessimistic thoughts race through my mind. "Don't worry Sakura-chan, she's probably going to congratulate you on an achievement." Hinata smiles encouragingly at me, setting my racing heart slightly at ease.

"See, Hinata is the only good friend I have." I mumble. "Thank you Hinata-chan." I speak loudly so that the rest of them can hopefully lean from her kindness. Oh who am I trying to kid? They'll never learn.

I turn around with my trey placed in my trembling hands. The soup in the bowl begins waving back and forth, mirroring the movements of my unsteady arms.

"I love you Sakura!" Ino calls after me.

A small smile tugs on the corner of my lips as I try keeping myself from smiling like an idiot. Once I reach the trash bins, I dump out all the waste before setting the trey on top of the trey spot.

What could Tsunade-sama want with me? I gulp, looking towards the exit, not wanting to leave the safety of this room. She has a reputation of having an extremely short temper; one wrong word and you could get yourself a week of unjustified detention from the blonde woman. I for one cannot handle the outcome of detention, since I'll most likely die from the horrible hours I'll be forced to spend with delinquents before I can escape.

I can see it now, them throwing darts at my overly large forehead.

With slow steps, I drag myself towards the office, my body growing heavier by the second. Before I realize it, I'm standing outside the large glass door, minutes away from my probable doom. Swallowing the large lump that feels like needles jabbing the insides of my throat, I try my best to force away the worry and replace it with optimistic thoughts.

I pull open the large doors and step inside, walking around the large wooden desk placed in the front. My fists are clenched and drenched with disgusting sweat at the moment from all the anxiety.

Once I'm around the desk, I gasp with shock. My eyes widen, my fists unclench while my jaw drops once I see the boy in front of me. My heart skips a beat and I can't seem to utter a single word or squeak out a mere noise. Instead, I'm frozen like a dumb statue. Why is he here?

Tsunade's blue orbs flicker onto mine, a warm smile graces her lips. "Sakura, I'm so glad you're here. Please take a seat next to Mr. Uchiha over here." She greets me, beckoning me over while gesturing at the velvet chair beside Sasuke.

Hesitantly, I make my way over, sitting slowly onto the soft seat. "Hello Principal Tsunade." I squeak, imitating a pathetic mouse.

"Uchiha." Tsunade begins.

"Hn." He grunts in response, eyeing her dully as he rests his cheek on top of his fist.

"You're grades are dropping and you've gotten in over five fights in the last two days!" She exclaims, face flushed with anger as she clutches tightly onto her arm rests to keep herself from strangling the boy in front of her. "You're idiotic actions are affecting our school's reputation and both your parents and I agree that there needs to be change." She states sternly.

"Good for you." He retorts, his tone flat, a little too calm for someone in his position.

"Uchiha Sasuke, this is not a laughing matter!" Tsunade snaps and I flinch at the volume of her voice. She's like a volcano that's suddenly exploded after years of confinement.

The corner of his lips tugs up into an amused smirk. "I'm not laughing though."

"As I was saying, both your parents and I think there should be some definite improvements which is why- " She suddenly points her gaze at me. "You're here Miss Haruno."

I sit up abruptly, still unable to utter a response. Instead, I simply sit still dumbfounded by her statement. "Fugaku and I have both agreed for Sakura to be the one who looks after you and keep you out of trouble. She's a straight A student, contains a perfect attendance record, a perfect and clean permanent record and has never gotten into any fights."

My jaw drops at her words and I'm way too stunned to protest. How could this be happening to me?

"I refuse." Sasuke replies. Thank god.

"You can't refuse." Tsunade sneers back.

"I just did." His voice grows deep and dangerous, sending unwanted chills down my spine.

An unexpected smirk stretches across the principal's face. "We had a feeling you'd say that so there is a second option." She explains.

"What is it?" He urges, his scowl only deepening with annoyance. Obviously he doesn't want to be here nor does he enjoy this turn of events.

"Your parents will send you back to sound." She shrugs.

Suddenly, he sits up, almost in a panicked way, his eyes wide with… fear? "There's no way in hell that's happening." He spits out. "I'd rather die than go back there." Danger deeps from his voice and I can tell that he's dead serious.

With a quick motion, he flashes his gaze on to me and grunts. "I'll take her." He grumbles, not happy with either choices. Well that's hurtful. Am I really that bad to be around? "I really hate good girls. They're annoying."

What did that sexy bastard say? Oh that's it. Let me at him!

That arrogant bastard! Who does he think he is? I bite my lower lip to keep myself from throwing colourful curse words in his direction as my nails dig deep into the cushion of my chair so I can contain myself from clawing his eyeballs out. "Hey, I don't like this any better than you do. At least we're not as bad as bad boys. At least I won't be in prison ten years from now." I retort, narrowing my green orbs to glare at him.

"Anyway Sakura, you'll be switched into all of his classes for the rest of the year since you can actually afford taking this risk. You'll also have to make sure he doesn't get into any unnecessary fights. This merely means that if you, Uchiha want to go somewhere after school with your friends or to an event, you must take Sakura here with you. I have been instructed by your father to put these scanners on you the two of you. All it does is locate your location and your dad will be able to see it all on his phone. It's pretty cool if you ask me." A devious grin stretches across her face as she touches her chin with her thumb. "I could really use one of these for my boyfriend." She muses before shaking her head clear of that dangerous thought. "But basically, for the rest of the year the two of you will spend quite a lot of time together. If we see no changes then it's back to sound for you Uchiha, do I make myself clear?" Her voice deepens and becomes more stern at the end of her words.

Wait... what did she just say? No, no, no, this cannot be happening!

"This arrangement starts right now."

"…"

"What?" We both hiss in unison

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