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Sasuke was pulled out of second period, asked to be seated in the office, and waiting to be questioned. He sat next to Shikamaru, who looked more annoyed than usual. Sasuke offered a goodmorning.

Shikamaru's eyes stayed fixated on the tile a few feet infront of him.

He cleared his throat and tried again. "Any idea what this is about?"

This time his eyes darted to glance at Sasuke like he was offended. "You should know. Your good old best friends are the ones who did this to her."

He perked a brow. "Did what?" And to whom?

Their conversation ended as the doorknob jiggled. Kiba flung the heavy door open, letting it hit the wall roughly. He locked his jaw and walked away, side eyeing his two seated classmates in disgust.

"Nara. Get in here boy."

Shikamaru gave a heavy sigh before getting up and going inside, shutting the door behind him.

Sasuke sat alone in the office for a total of two seconds before running after Kiba.

"Kiba. Wait up!"

Kiba kept his angry stride back to class, not bothering to look back.

Why was everyone treating him like shit today?

"Hey, Kiba!" Sasuke ran until he caught up with the boy's fast pace. He then breathed out a few questions. "Dude, what's up? What's going on?"

"You can quit playin' dumb Uchiha." He snarled, not turning his face towards Sasuke, who was getting fed up with the treatment he was getting.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't think acting like you don't know anything won't get you in trouble."

"Oh my fucking god bro, for what?"

Kiba tongued his cheek apprehensively before murmuring, "Naruto beat the shit out of Ino."

Sasuke let out a choked response in disbelief before replying, "What the...when?"

"Last night. Apparently, they're saying Sakura helped him, but that's some fucking bullshit because she was with me last night-"

"Uchiha! Where do you think you're going?" Sasuke and Kiba both jolted their heads to the voice behind them. Asuma stared bitterly at him, demanding he come back.

Kiba gave a final piece of advice before they parted. "Don't cover for that dumbass and try to put the blame on Sakura alright? Seriously, I'll kill ya."

Sasuke stood in silence after Kiba left, before calling his bluff and jogging over to Asuma, who promptly took him by the arm and pushed him into the makeshift interrogation room.

He was shoved into a seat in the middle of a stuffy room with about four other people, the air thick with tension. He offered them a lighthearted good morning as well.

"Do you know where Naruto Uzumaki was last night between the hours of seven to ten pm?"

"Morning to you too." He answered himself impudently.

"Answer the question Uchiha."

"Can't say I do. I'm sorry I wasn't of much use to you in this investigation." He replied, putting his hands on his knees and lifting himself off the chair only to be swung back down.

"Sit down." Inoichi spat, looking especially distressed. His nostrils flared when he let out a livid sigh before explaining. "My daughter was assaulted last night and came home bloody and bruised. Do you have anything to do with this or know anyone that does?"

"No, I-"

"Do not lie to me." He hissed desperately between tight lips.

Sasuke looked down and thought out loud. "Why doesn't anyone believe me when I say I don't know?"

"Because you're buddy-buddy with the bastard who hurt my little girl." He seethed, "You must know something."

"I don't."

"So you're not denying the possibility that he was the one who assaulted my daughter?" He prodded. The boy stayed quiet, he knew that they were baiting him, waiting for him to crack.

"Pathetic. I knew he'd make you cover for him."

Sasuke bit and blurted indignantly. "He was with me last night, okay? He came over and spent the night."

They all perked, giving him an expectant look.

"Listen, Naruto's a bitch. He'd never hit a girl." He insisted, standing up for his best friend.

They all listened intently, eagerly waiting for him to spew out more information.

His stomach growled anxiously while he racked his brain trying to save one friend's ass at the expense of another. He sighed and figured honesty was the best policy.

"Sakura, on the other hand...I don't know." He admitted. "All I know is that her and Ino used to be best friends, then they fought in middle school, but now they're friends again, I guess? But I mean, if they fought once they could probably do it again."

Inoichi's eyes set with clarity and understanding before Sasuke noticed and remembered Kiba's threat.

"But again, she's like her best friend and I honestly doubt she'd beat her up that bad."

He nodded and Sasuke inwardly sighed in relief. He gave a thin smile and stood, ready to go back to class.

He felt a hand on his shoulder push him back down into the seat. He wheezed slightly at the confusion.

"We're not done yet." Inoichi clarified, flipping through his notes.

Sasuke smacked his lips, resituating himself grudgingly. "I already told you everything I know, I swear."

"Yes, and I believe you." He nodded. "The thing is though," He looked up from his notes, "that when you ask a group of people the same question, they each come out with different answers."

Sasuke shrugged, suddenly realizing Kiba probably covered for Sakura as much as he possibly could.

"Particularly, A Miss Hinata Hyuuga, who claims you were with her last night."

Sasuke didn't have to look up, he could hear the smirk in his voice. He sat still in his seat, cursing himself for lying impulsively. He should've just kept his mouth shut. Shouldn't have ever pursued Hinata, or rekindled his friendship with Naruto.

In retrospect, he should've never came back to school for his senior year.

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