Pinkie Chapter 1, a naruto fanfic

Revised and edited...with love. =)

Standard disclaimer applies.

College is a social-life killer. Most of the time, you worry about your future, tests and essays.

"Okay class, as for your assignment, I want you to write fifty pages and fifty-thousand or more words about yourself and your lifestyle. What was your likes and dislikes, most missed memories, embarrassing moments, etcetera!"

"So basically, sir, you want us to write a story about our life?" One student spoke up.

"Yes. The one who manages to accomplish this assignment will get a good grade. Note that this will affect thirty-five percent of your grades. You may now dismiss!" The professor announced before dismissing the whole class.

As the students walked out of the room and into the nice, clean corridors, I smirked, clutching onto my red tote bag. "This is going to be interesting, I'll Ace that assignment for sure!"

I walked inside the library and sat on a red bean-bag chair by the window. I got my white MacBook Air out of the bag then started typing.

'The Story of Pinkie'

By: Sakura Haruno AKA Pinkie.

Hate.

Life.

Period.

There I was, sitting on the graffiti-covered desk tapping my yellow number two pencil loudly and impatiently. Solitary Detention was horrible. You do nothing but sit around, writing an essay saying 'why students should not be in detention' or what you committed wrong and watch the grouchy old detention teacher sleeping and drooling on his or her desk. I did not see why I was in detention. If some guy sitting on the desk behind you, throwing scrunched-up papers/poking you with his sharp pencil/pulling your hair during a pop quiz, what would you do? Yell at them of course.

But that wasn't what I did...

Instead I punched the guy, straight on the face. Drastically making his nose bleed and giving him an extremely huge shiner.

I glanced at the clock for the seventh time before grabbing my tote bag and walking off the room, without those losers noticing me.

Pinkie

#.x by BilliamTheKid

Chapter One: Unexpected Surprise

Mother was going to be nuts when she finds out I had another detention again. She'll give me the infamous 'if-you-do-it-once-more-you're dead-meat' look, then my two annoying older brothers would make fun of me.

Out of the many of people in this world, why do I have to have such a crappy life!?

Ever since father died, which mother kindly told us, (we are her ahem...apparently three little angels), never to mention anything to do with father in the household ever again. I don't see the problem to that. It wasn't his fault a motorcycle hit him then had a coma and died in the hospital six months later when I was six, which happened ten years ago. That is why I hate motorcycles. A lot.

Anyway, back to why mother never wanted us to talk about father, she's been dating several men but after a week, she gets hurt, literally. I hate it when every time I arrive late home from school, I see her sob and weep about her boyfriend who dumped her, which I tend to call them 'Kippy'.

Don't ask. Please.

My brothers. Where do I start.

They are eighteen-year old Monozygotic twins, meaning they are identical. My female friends describes them as 'extremely hot, sexy and pretty identical twins.'

The oldest twin, Sora, is the over-protective one. The purple haired guy would always stand up for me even though it does get pretty annoying sometimes. The guy hates it when I go on dates.

The middle child, Sei, is the annoying red-head monkey slash playboy. Every night, he takes a girl home with him and they do some, as Sei calls, 'fun time' which involves screaming, moaning and thrusting noises. He would always get hickeys which stays there for more than a week.

Even though both of them are retards, I still love them.

I was running back home when suddenly 'Mr Kippy #102' walked in front of me. This Kippy was probably my favorite one so far. He wasn't weird or grumpy or obnoxious. He was a pretty normal and decent guy.

"Hi Kippy. What's up, you already dumped mother?"

"Actually, we're getting married." He said, grinning. "You are now looking at your new father!"

I froze then glanced a him. "You are joking right." I replied bluntly.

Kippy shook his head. "–And please, don't call me Kippy anymore. Just call me by my real name, Dael."

'Dael' said, grinning.

At least mother won't tell me off since she is probably too excited for the wedding. I ran past him then waved. "Goodbye, 'Dael'" I shouted.

I opened the front gate then sighed when I glanced at Sei making out with the girl next door. I shrugged it off, walking inside the house. "Mother, I'm home!" I shouted.

Mother skipped along the hallway, humming whilst grinning joyfully. "Oh Sakura! Isn't it just a wonderful day!" she sang, hugging me.

"Uhhhh...Yeah...?" I muttered, removing her arms off of me.

"Isn't it wonderful to be in love!" she exclaimed, dancing around the hallway like some ballerina princess. "Dael and I are getting married!"

"I know." I said, smiling genuinely.

To be honest, this was the first time I saw mother like this. After father's death, she was really depressed. She stopped dancing around the hallways or singing in the shower.

"Does Sora and Sei know?" I questioned but mother danced along the hallway to her bedroom. I rolled my eyes and went upstairs, to Sora's room.

I opened the door,"Hey."I greeted, looking at my brother who was sitting on the floor, drawing on his, probably thirty-seventh; five hundred page sketch book.

Oh, did I mention Sora's an amazing artist, Sei's an awesome musician slash singer and I inherited both of those skills? Not that I'm bragging or anything.

"Hey, Pinkie." He replied, grinning at me.

'Pinkie'...I earned that name because of the color of my hair. I mean, I'm the only one (except my great,great,great grandmother who had the same hair color as me.) in the whole Haruno clan that has pink hair. I kinda feel unique though since I'm probably the only living girl in the planet who has natural pink hair, unlike those scene girls who call themselves 'unique' even though there's probably billions of them.

Anyway, back to the brother-sister talk.

"Hey, did you know mother's getting married to Kippy, I mean, Dael?" I asked, sitting down next to Sora.

"Yes." he replied, smudging parts of the pencil lines with his index finger.

"Does Sei know?"

"Yes."

"Are you okay with it?"

"Yes."

"Is 'Yes' the only answer you're going to give me?" I asked, irritated.

"Yes."

I rolled my eyes then crossed my arms, pouting at him. "You're not fun to talk to anymore!" I exclaimed, fake crying.

The purple-haired teen let out a small chuckle. "You baby, I'm just messing with 'ya! Am I really not that fun to talk to anymore. I am hurt." he replied, crossing his arms then looked away, in a 'dramatic' way.

I giggled then pulled him in a headlock. "I'm joking!" I answered, messing up his purple locks.

I let go of him and walked towards the door. "Got detention again Pinkie? The school sent a letter. It's a good thing I read it first or else mother would go...you know...nuts." he called out, smirking at me.

"Whatever." I replied, smiling a him.

"Oh yeah, you do know after Mother and Dael's wedding, we're moving." Sora replied, continuing with his drawing.

I looked back at him, eyes widened. "Wh-wh-what!?" I stammered. "When is the wedding?" I questioned, walking right next to Sora.

"Next week. They planned everything today. They're sending invitation cards tomorrow. Isn't that great? We're finally moving! We can leave old, painful memories here..." He looked down, sadly.

I can see in his blue eyes that he didn't want to move. Sora and father were very close. He once told me that when he was seven, the day before dad died, he told Sora to protect us all, keep us out of danger. I think he knew his time would end, more liked...expected it. So I knew then, why he was over-protective.

"Do you know where we are moving?" I asked, kneeling down.

"Tokyo." he answered plainly.

Tokyo? That's miles away from where I am right now which, in Osaka. That means I have to move in a new school, a new neighborhood! Oh Lord! I, Haruno Sakura, High school junior, former cheerleader captain and Osaka's NUMBER ONE well known trouble-maker will not stand for this.

I walked towards Sora's door, closing the door behind me and went downstairs to the kitchen where I saw Sei, grabbing a carton of juice box from the fridge. "Yo Pinkie." he said, taking a sip from the juice box.

"Hey monkey, where's that girl you were making out with outside?" I asked, taking a cookie out of the cookie jar. I grabbed a bear-shaped bottle of honey and put it down the table.

"She slapped me then ran off. She looked through my phone and read my text message from my other girlfriends."

Sei currently has seven girlfriends, Awkward.

I noticed a red hand mark on the side of his cheek that was throbbing painfully. Ouch, she must've been really angry.

"Did Sora tell you about the Tokyo thing and you know what?" He continued, chucking the juice-box in the trash can.

"Uh-huh." I replied, pouring the golden, sticky honey onto the cookie.

Sei's eye twitched, looking away.. "Who puts honey on chocolate-chip cookies? That's gross."

"Shut up. It's tasty." I replied, sticking my tongue out.

"Okay. Good for you Pinkie." Sei walked away, leaving me and the heavenly cookies with honey.

"You may now kiss the bride."

That phrase broke my heart into a million pieces. It hurt even more when mother replied with an "I do." minutes ago.

Was she forgetting about father? I know she dated many other guys but this has got to be the first 'Kippy' to ever ask her to marry him. Sei got along with him quite well since Dael taught him how to lay 'Welcome to the Jungle' on the electric guitar (We only just found out that he used to be a lead guitarist in some band back in the 90's)

Sora however dislikes him, strongly. For some strange reason, he would always grab me whenever I talk to Dael.

The pink kimono-like dress I was wearing was pretty itchy which made things a little worse.

Anyways, at the reception, mother tossed the flower bouquet and was caught by...me!? I wasn't lone those ladies who were competing to catch the bouquet. I'm not getting married next, I'm only sixteen! Apparently, the female who catches it is said to be the next one to get married. It's just a superstition, but whatever. Who caught mother's garter though?

"Woo hoo, I caught it!" I heard someone yell. I looked for the owner of the voice and saw a teenage boy, same age as me holding up the garter. He was model material that's for sure. He had short blond locks —spiked up messily, bright cerulean eyes and fox like whisker marks across his cheeks.

The blond teen came up to me and grinned, scratching the back of his head. "Hey I'm Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto." he greeted, trying to act polite.

"I'm Sakura, Haruno Sakura. Daughter of the bride" I replied, using my sweet and innocent smile. Boy, did that sound odd.

"Really, awesome! I'm Dael's godson!" he chuckled. "I heard you're moving to Tokyo? Sweet!" he continued.

As hours passed by, all Naruto and I did was talk— mostly him. Sure he was a loud mouthed and knuckle-headed but he was actually pretty fun to talk to. I learned that he's a high school student in Leaf Academic High School or Leaf High for short, the high school mother enrolled me to.

* * *

After the whole wedding ceremony and reception party, no one was at the reception venue except for my brothers and I. Sei trailed his long fingers along the pink cake icing, licking it clean after. Sora and I sat across each other, talking.

"I know we should be happy for mother and Dael, but, I'm actually...not." I started, receiving a sigh from the twins.

"You got that right Pinkie." Sora replied, leaning his arms against the white table.

"So, were moving in two days?" Sei questioned, sitting down next to me with a plate of strawberry and vanilla cake.

He scooped a large amount of pink icing with his finger from the cake then brushed it against my nose. I pouted, doing the same to the red-head.

The limo and the private jet ride to Tokyo was rather annoying.

There was Sei, who wouldn't stop moaning "Are we there yet?" or "I'm hungry!", Sora, who's phone would always ring ever two minutes with the annoying 'Nokia' ring tone and myself, who really needed to got to the bathroom during the first fifteen minutes of the limo ride.

* * *

"Welcome to your new home kids!" Dael exclaimed, placing his arms around mine and Sei's shoulders.

Wow, our new home. The house was ENORMOUS. It was probably ten times bigger than our old home back in Osaka, which, I have to admit, was quite massive. Normal teenage girls would be screaming and squealing over the size of this house—I mean mansion, but, to be honest, for me it felt really...blank?

Mother, Dael and Sei walked inside the house, leaving Sora and I staring at it. "New home, new place..." I started, examining the mansion's front yard.

The mansion was a white four story building huge front yard. The yard had a white limestone fountain in the center which ran clear water, four 19th century lamps surrounding it and two black paint-coated benched on each side.

Sora said nothing,then started roaming away. "Where are you going?" I called out.

"Out. Sight seeing, exploring and...stuff." he replied dully.

Normally, whenever Sora speak, it would be like a bowl full of life but now...ugh, I cant explain.

I walked inside the house and was flabbergasted. The mansion looked more like a five-star fancy hotel rather than a house—except it doesn't have the front desk, that's for sure. "Sakura, where's Sora?" mother asked, walking out of the Dining Room with Dael, hands interlocked with each other.

"Out." I replied, walking passed them.

I decided to explore the mansion which took me for almost an hour because of the size of it. As I walked outside the front porch, guitar riffs being played out of nowhere filled my ears. It wouldn't be Sei since he went out, probably looking for some girl to play with like a dog and it's chew toy. The guitar sounds made me frozen-- in a good way.

"Hey Sakura!" I heard someone shout.

The voice was too predictable. I looked at the mansion to the left and saw Naruto, standing on the other porch, waving at me.

Awesome, he's my new neighbor. At least I don't have to walk to school on my own tomorrow.

"Hi Naruto!" I greeted, walking up to him.

A small rose hedge kept both of our homes and the one to the right apart.

"So I'm guessing your one of my new neighbors huh?" I continued, as he jumped over the hedge and tackled me in a bear hug.

"Yup! Dael-san told me during the reception. Pretty awkward, huh?" Naruto chuckled, a huge grin visible across his face.

The guitar riffs became louder.

"Hey Naruto, do you know who's playing that really loud music?" I asked, his grin fading away.

I sounded snobbish then. I really am into hardcore rock music that will make you mosh until your head breaks, not that it happened to me or anything.

"Oh right, that's Uchiha Sasuke, your neighbor to the right. You might hear him play his guitar every afternoon since...well you know, plays guitar. His father's pretty strict and his mother's a total hottie! Seriously, she is a goddess. He also has an older brother, Itachi, but you won't see him around as much since he's college student in Spain."

He sounds pretty interesting--wait, did Naruto just call Sasuke's mother a 'hottie'.

"How exactly old is this 'Sasuke'," I did the 'Air Quote' gesture when I said Sasuke's name. "—not that I'm interested or anything."

Actually, I was. 'Sasuke' sound pretty interesting.

"He's sixteen and he goes to the school as I do." Naruto frowned. "He's a teme! Every girl in Leaf High has a huge crush on him. Not that I'm jealous or anything."

I blinked, causing the blond to sigh.

"Okay! Maybe I am! Why would anyone want to go out with a teme anyway!?"

Oh. Naruto looked pretty pissed, was Sasuke really that bad? Suddenly, the loud, beautiful music stopped.

"Oh great, here he comes. I'm telling you Sakura, he is a spoiled, wealthy, playboy who thinks he can get everything whenever he wants." Naruto scowled giving the Uchiha a glare.

Sugar.

Definition of Sasuke - Gorgeous, sexy beast.

This guy was no human, he's a god! The spiky yet soft-looking hair, peach-coloured face, well-built body and those amazing obsidian eyes that any girl would get lost to.

"He's coming this way!" I exclaimed then ran inside the house in full speed.

The door bell went off which really didn't surprise me much.

"Sakura, could you open the door please!" Mother shouted from the kitchen.

I took a deep breath then turned around to open the door. You can do this Haruno, he's just one guy. Treat him like the other boys you use to hang out with back in Osaka. I opened the brown double doors and there stood the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen, the SASUKE UCHIHA.

"Uh...Hey...uhh Pinkie" The boy replied.

Great...he named me Pinkie.

"Hi." I replied, giving him a warm smile.

I was expecting a smile or a hand shake back but instead, a frown. It was a good thing he was cute or I would've punched his perfect structured face – which is quite impossible since he's 5'6" and I'm only 5'1".

"My mother forced me to come by and greet the new neighbors." he muttered bluntly.

This guy had everything except manners. I couldn't help but frown back.

"Annoying girl." the Uchiha murmured, making me glare. "What are you looking at?"

That takes the cake. "I beg your pardon?Haven't your mother taught you about being polite towards people?" Rude much? "I know it's not obvious, but I'm not one of youwealthy spoiled rich kids who act no respect towards people." I argued, poking his hard chest.

"Excuse me? What makes you think I'm on of those brats, Pinkie." he spat, glaring.

"Isn't it obvious? Even Naruto thinks so."

"Uzumaki? Give me a break."

NEW Definition of Sasuke – Bastard and a Jerk

"What's going on here?" Mother questioned as she walked next to me, glancing at Sasuke.

"I'm one of your new neighbors, Ma'am. My mother sent me here to invite you for dinner tonight."

The tone of his voice changed to a rather polite one.

"Sure, we'd love to! Thank you very much..."

"... Uchiha Sasuke."

Mother's eyes widened, "Are you Uchiha Mikoto and Uchiha Fugaku's son?"

"Yes I am. I have to go, good bye." He glanced at me before he walked away.

I slowly closed the door then sighed in relief. What really made me curious was how mother knew the boy's parents. She walked away with a huge grin on her face, "Make sure you wear your best clothes Sakura." she called out before walking towards the kitchen.

I was leaning on the door when suddenly it burst open. I tumbled over thenfell flat on my face. Sei's laughter was ringing through my ears when I suddenly realize he was standing in front of the door.

"Pinkie! What are you doing on the floor?" Sei asked, trying to hold his laughter back, which clearly FAILED

I stood up and punched him straight on the face. "What the hell!?" He shouted, covering his now bruised face and his bleeding nose.

"Idiot! You just pushed me right off when I was having womanly problems!" I hissed, my arms going up and down.

"Womanly problems? Is it that time of the month again, you know, hehe, period..." Sei laughed himself to death. He fell on the floor whilst rolling over and laughing uncontrollably.

I kicked him by the head then glared at him "Not that you jerk!" I shouted, as he stood up, rubbing his head.

"That hurt you know. I taught you well young grass hopper." Sei replied, giving me a grin.

True, he was my sensei. He did teach me a few moves when I was younger since he used to take Tae Kwon Do and was nearly a black belt but then had to quit for some weird reason.

"I'm going to steal all of your makeup now. Thanks for giving me this BIG BRUISE on my face!" Sei exclaimed then walked upstairs, rubbing his bruised face.

He almost fainted from the blood loss.

"I'm home."

I turned around and saw Sora with a blank expression. He's been acting like that ever since Mother and Dael tied the knot.

"Hi Sora, you wann—" Before I could finish my sentence, the purple haired teen disappeared.

* * *

The Uchiha manor was beautiful! It was kind of like the Buckingham Palace in London or one those gigantic, fancy mansions you see from the movies.

"Welcome to our home!" A woman who looked like she was in her thirties greeted as we entered the mansion. She had long, raven hair, obsidian orbs and a bright smile on her face.

Naruto was right, she is goddess.

"I'm Mikoto Uchiha and this is my husband Fugaku and my two sons Itachi and Sasuke." She froze when she glanced at mother. "H-hikari-chan!?"

She tackled mother in a hug. "Mikoto-chan! So great to see you! How long has it been, ten years?"

Fugaku shook hands with Dael. "Ah, Fugaku. I heard the business plans were a success."

Fugaku nodded, "If we get both of out companies working together maybe the company would grow much bigger."

Both Sei, Sora and the two Uchiha's cleared their throats, gaining the elders's attention. "Oh, an these are my children, Sora, Sei and Sakura."

The three of us bowed down and said "Good Evening"

"Sei, Sora. You boys are so grown up." Mikoto gave the twins big hug.

Sei glanced at me, mouthing a "She's hot."

Mikoto turned her attention towards me. "Ah, Sakura! You've grown so much!" The woman exclaimed, giving me a hug.

Even though I don't remember who she was, she felt like family.

The nine of us went to the dining room an sat down the table. Sei and Sora sat next to me – for protection, whilst Sasuke and Itachi sat across us.

The two Uchiha's looked so much alike. Sasuke looked like a cute pretty boy, but Itachi, the eldest child, was gorgeous. He had long raven hair, tied in a low ponytail and piercing onyx eyes, that suddenly made contact with—mine!? He's probably thinking 'Why is that pink haired girl eyeballing me?' or something.

I was expecting a frown since he's probably like Sasuke but, oh I was so wrong, I received a small smile instead. Now that was a shocking surprise.

The doorbell went off as Mikoto stood up to answer it. "That must be the Uzumaki's, please excuse me." she bowed down then walked up to the door.

Sheesh, I know they are a rich family but she don't have to be that formal. I mean she's already being kind to us. That probably must be her nature or something.

"Hikari, I'd like you to meet the Uzumaki family." Mikoto said, again with that bright smile on her face.

I saw Naruto walk in with two other people. One was a man who looked like Naruto—minus the whiskers, who had spiky blond hair and cerulean eyes whilst the other was a woman who had long red hair that reached down to the back of her knees and bright green orbs.

"This is Minato, Kushina and their son Naruto."

"Thank you for the introduction Mikoto-chan." Kushina spoke, both of the older females giggling.

"Hey, Sakura!" Naruto grinned at me, waving.

"Hey, Naruto."I replied, giving him a bright smile.

After mother and Dael introduced the twins and I, we ate dinner, finally.

The night turned out to be pretty boring. All the adults did was talk about business. I learned that the Uchiha's owned about a gazillion companies around the world whilst the Uzumaki's owned luxury five-star hotels which was also established throughout the world. My mother is a vice president of some famous modeling agency and will soon own the company after the President retires, who was around his sixties and my super-rich step dad, Dael AKA the last of the Kippys, owned several companies throughout Asia, Europe and will soon be established in the United States. So basically the six of us are heirs/heiress.

I can't believe I just found that out. Stupid me.

"Um... excuse me but can I use the bathroom for awhile." I spoke.

Normally, I'm around a friends house back in Osaka, I would say 'Yo, I need to go to the bathroom." but I don't wanna act like a slob in front of them. I'm not that ghetto.

I notice Mikoto eying Sasuke. I guess she want him to show me where the bathroom is. Suddenly, the eldest Uchiha child stood up and said "Follow me."

Sasuke quickly stood up and smirked. "I'll do it."

Itachi gave the young Uchiha a death glare then sat down. "Fine." he coldly replied.

Sasuke once again smirked then motioned me to follow him.

"So, why didn't you let Itachi-kun show me to the bathroom? Admit it, you like me." I chuckled as the two of us walked up the marble stairs.

"Don't flatter yourself, Pinkie." He looked away, grunting. "Mother forced me to. Besides, why would you want Itachi to show you. You won't know what he might do to you."

"Excuse me? At least Itachi-kun is polite." I crossed my arms, "Unlike some people..." I mumbled.

Sasuke grabbed my wrist harshly. His face was at least two or three inches away from mine I could feel his warm breath against my face. "You don't know Itachi as much as I do." he hissed. Harsh much?

"Really?" I asked sarcastically, "If you won't mind, would you please let go of me."

The Uchiha loosened his grip then pointed towards a white door right across the hall. "The bathroom's right across the toilet."

"Thanks." I mumbled before walking away from Sasuke.

I slowly washed my hands with warm water, humming.

I gently opened the door when I realized it wouldn't budge.

"What the...?" I quietly muttered, pushing the door with all my strength.

The door burst open—finally, but then I heard aloud thump. I looked down and saw Sasuke, his face flat on the floor. He quickly stood up then glared at me, his veins popping out. "What the hell is wrong with, Pinkie!?" He shouted, rubbing his forehead.

"Stop calling me Pinkie! At least I don't have duck-butt hair! And how was I suppose to know you were leaning on the door!?" I argued as the Uchiha ran his finger through his raven locks.

Sasuke Uchiha was pissing me off, but I did actually leave a big bruise on his face, kinda like what I did to Sei. Why couldn't it just be Itachi who showed me the way. He probably would understand if I accidentally push the door hard and threw him on the other side of the hall—if that was possible.

I decided to walk back down the stairs when out-of nowhere, a big puddle was on the floor and guessed what happened, I slipped.

I was actually expecting a cold, hard floor for my face to land on and make a big thug but I fell on Sasuke instead.

Oh, Lord.

Our lips collided. Our eyes were wide. Our bodies froze. And we were on a weird disturbing position.

"What is going on there?" A voice was heard, followed by footsteps.

Curse my clumsiness.