The universe is the hunting grounds of life. What is there to be learned in a world that already says it knows so much? But then again there is always the question of "what do we really know and what do we just hope we know?" , simple questions with clouded answers.

But all answers have clouds looming, shading details that we ought to know and making us believe that we see everything even when every fiber in our being tells us this is not so. We ignore it, this feeling, because it is much safer to know what lurks in the dark isn't it?

And we can all handle being safe.

That's exactly the way I was when I answered the question. A simple question, a question so simple we answer it every day.

"Who are you?"

The world is a heavy place, or maybe it's just the feel of my eyelids closing slowly as if trying to force me to go back to sleep. Don't my eyelids realize that I'm already fully dressed and locking the front door to my apartment? How annoying.

Speaking of annoying, today I should take….route #7…..yeah, I haven't used that one in a while, it should do. I wish all girls would give up already, but Ino and Sakura are annoyingly persistent. When are they going to realize that there is just nothing they can do to impress me? I have more important things to focus on, like rebuilding my families company.

Uchiha will one day have a name in this world again, but in the meantime it's currently going bankrupt being barely held together until I can take over the corporation at the dawning of graduation from a more than excellent college. I do have enough money from inheritance to last me my entire life time but that will do me no good without a name. I refuse to be some has-been rich and powerful guy, I will have a name.

So I rent out a nice comfortable apartment, not to pricey but decent, in order to save my money for the best degree it can buy me.

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, thinking about the future can make me tense up with thoughts of the past as well. Old memories of mansions and parties that I would peak in on from the well-polished banisters of the staircase always come flooding into my mind.

What was then will never be now.

Turning the corner, I hastily looked in all directions for pink or blonde hair, and when I found no trace I bolted across the street hoping to make it to my classroom with no interruptions. My feet pumped me forward, and my bag pounced heavily on my back, reminding me of all those folders I conveniently keep forgetting to clean out. My eyes tore every direction, making sure it wasn't a trick and my palms were moist as I pulled open the front doors to the school and headed for my class in a fast paced walk.

That stupid teacher better not have forgotten anything, if I have to wait outside in the hall I'll die.

When I reached the classroom the lights were shut off and it looked completely locked, but my instincts told me better. Kakashi doesn't bother with locking anymore, as it would only alert the principle of his constant tardiness and our daily lessons are also written on the board for us to at least start until his arrival so that if she comes by it just looks like he stepped out for a bathroom break or something. He teaches English, so reading assignments are normal for this.

None the less I will admit, Kakashi is a good teacher when he wants to be.

I opened the door, flipped the switch and promptly took a seat in the very back of the class. No one has an excuse to bother me here, and by no one I mean Ino and Sakura. Everyone else stares from afar, which is way less annoying than up close and personal.

The door bangs open and I hear a voice say, "Geez Kiba, don't break the door." Oh, great.

And before I can narrate further on my thoughts, Kiba Inuzuka walks in. Kiba has brown hair and eyes, with slightly tan skin, and his height if 5'6 (something that irritates me, because he's only an inch taller than I am). He's really stupid, and really loud in everything he does.

Behind Kiba, follows the bored looking Shikamaru Nara. Shikamaru has his dark brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and brown eyes searching the classroom for the one seat he can sleep in without being nagged. He also happens to be an inch taller, something that I still…dislike…

Speaking of height, in walks Choji…..well I forgot his last name but it's not important (*authors note: I do know his last name, but consider me a Shikamaru personality…..it was just really troublesome with the description ok? We all know right?) he's two inches taller than me, making him 5'7. (*yeah, yeah, another authors note, I know it's annoying but this is it I swear. Keep in mind that they are all Japanese characters, and this is tall there, and I got these heights from some stupid website because I thought it would be a good way to put a dent in sasuke's ego, further expanding on his personalities need to be better than everyone else in every way.)

I don't even bother looking at his face, I never really have, because in strides Naruto Uzumaki. I hate him, because he is always challenging me, as if he has some sort of right to. He's my foil. My complete opposite, with bright blonde hair and deep light blue eyes starring on at my raven –like features; his hair was the sun, and his eyes were a cool blue pond reflecting its light into the dark and shaded world of my features. His skin was sun-kissed tan, and well…the sun didn't like to kiss me, and the feeling is mutual, so of course I was pale in comparison. But I was taller than him by an inch, and an inch is all it takes.

I win.

Besides, he's just really annoying and stupid…..even his friends think so. That makes him nothing but dead-last, in everything.

Kakashi was only 10 minutes late today, which was unusual but I was grateful. Naruto had chosen a seat directly next time mine, and spent most of his time glaring at me and maybe talking, but who knows I wasn't listening? Kakashi shut him up with detention for me.

After my somewhat peaceful first period I went to second period math, which was Ino and Sakura filled, along with the rest of the first half of my day.

Hurray.

Then after talking to me about a bunch of crap and man-handling me the whole period they will stalk me to lunch. Sometimes I do something like give one of them a sandwich and ignore the other, so that they start fighting and I can run away and hide.

Today this was exactly my tactic, I handed Sakura a bag of Cheetos, and she noted to Ino with pride that it was the second time this week I had given her something instead of Ino. Something Ino didn't take kindly, and before you knew it they were on each other, fighting like mad animals.

I managed to get away, hurrying along the empty hallway looking behind me constantly to make sure they weren't on my tail.

That's when something hit me, literally, and would have sent me on the floor if I didn't catch myself using nearby locker door edges. As I held my hand to ease the pain from hitting the combination dial, I looked down at the floor to see Naruto himself glaring up at me, rubbing the back of his head.

"Watch where you are going dumbass." I glared, how typical was this? Running into the last person I wanted to see, just what I needed on a bad day.

"I am not a dumbass! You're the dumbass because….." He seemed to pause slightly and I took full adavantage of this weakness.

"Because I get better grades, I get more girls, I have more things, I'm taller, and I'm probably much bigger in other areas as well?" I glared, glancing at his crotch to prove my point. Naruto's face flashed a bright red, as he pulled his shirt lower and stood wordlessly leaving in the other direction.

That was weird.

It was a thought that only lasted me 5 seconds before I walked away to finish eating in my next class. The entire rest of my day went by without anything out of place, and I went home Sakura and Ino free.

That was weird to, but I let it go. Afterall…..Sakura and Ino weren't there.

Can you blame me?