Hey, I'm glad you guys liked the first chapter (:

Two things, though:

-I do have a tendency to rush my stories. However, do not think that it will not include twists and turns, therefore lengthening it in a hopefully entertaining (and not simply annoying) way. When I went back and checked the first chapter (somehow missing the "Air Hocket" part. I'm a derp) I did think it was a little confusing, but I think it will make more since as the storyline evolves.

-Sorry I didn't say this before: Yes, they are in America. Doesn't really matter what city or even state, just know that it's a standard sized-town; not small, not New York. Sasuke, as he explained, is from Kyoto. I'm not really sure how often transfer students like that get home-schooled, but Sasuke's rich, so just go with it.

-SAKURA-

"Sakura," Naruto said accusingly, "you can't skip two days of school. The first one, okay, maybe you were still on vacation, but c'mon. Don't leave me alone."

I raised my eyebrows. Seriously, NARUTO was telling me to go to school? Oh, how the tides turn.

Besides, it's not like we do anything during the first two days after winter break. Even the teachers are too tired. And it's not like I'm failing or anything—I'm in the top 5%, give me some credit. I just have my priorities.

Nonetheless, I sighed and stood up begrudgingly, grabbing my satchel from my desk chair on my way up.

"Fine. I'll just stick a hat on or something."

So, I walked into AP Chemistry this morning, and there was a person in my seat. Not just a person—and adolescent young man of Asian descent. I was a little confused at first, staring at the guy, thinking, 'Okay, I know we've been off for two weeks, but I think I would've remembered if he were in my class.'

So, I walked over to him to inform him that he was in my seat.

"Hey," I said, swaggering over to him. His eyes flicked up to me and my face lit up like a giant red Christmas light. However, he didn't say anything and his hands remained at his chin.

"So, yeah, um, you're in my seat," I struggled, trying to avoid his eyes. I'm not the swooning type, and his eyes weren't particularly intoxicating, it's just that they were staring right at me. Like, into my soul or something. It was a little creepy, to be honest.

It didn't help that he was astonishingly good-looking.

"And?" He replied, raising his eyebrows. I think he's challenging me. I crossed my arms.

"For real? You're doing this during first period on a Tuesday? Just let me sit down," I tried, gesturing uselessly at my occupied seat. He smirked.

"There are 33 seats in this room. 27 of them are currently occupied, and there are 30 students, including us, in this class. I'm sure you've been here before and therefore know where the missing 3 students sit and can pick one of the other 3 where no one sits." I blinked and pursed my lips.

"Do you want me to sit on you?" I replied, moving my hands to my hips

"How archaic. Just sit in one of the open seats," he said, gesturing around the room.

"Alright, since you've got such a keen eye of observation, why don't you sit in one of the open seats, and I'll sit where I usually do," I responded, leaning my head back in frustration.

"There aren't assigned seats. Explore your options a little," he suggested, resting his hands on his chins.

I groaned as the bell rang.

"The bell just rang. The class is about to start. Get the fuck up," I tried to finish. He shook his head, still smirking.

"Just because you added unnecessary words doesn't mean it's going to change my stance."

"Mrs. Yuuhi is going to get mad at us."

"I really think 'us' is more than likely 'you'."

"I beg to differ. You're in my seat."

"'My' as in assigned to you by her, or 'my' as in you proclaimed it as your own and cannot share?" He asked, raising his eyebrows again.

"'My' as in move!" I flailed my arms frantically. The boy opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted.

"Sakura and Sasuke, please, leave your drama at the door. Sakura, find an alternative seat, and get to class earlier tomorrow," Mrs. Yuuhi, the teacher, called. The chalk in her hand began flying across the front board as I trudged to my seat.

-NARUTO-

"Sakura!" Called Kiba, swaggering over to the table in the typical Quarterback fashion, "You're back!"

"Your insincere care means a lot to me, Kiba," She said, eating one of my fries as she stared across the cafeteria. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What'cha lookin' at, Sakura?" I quieried, leaning over to her side of the table to see if I could figure it out. She shook her head.

"Nothing. Just—tired, I guess."

"But you didn't go to school yesterday," Kiba wondered aloud before taking a bite of his hamburger. Sakura shrugged.

"I didn't sleep in yesterday. I had stuff to do." Kiba shrugged and took another bite of his hamburger.

"Oi, Kiba," Sakura said, suddenly remembering something, "Sorry to hear about you and Ino…again."

Kiba shrugged. "I'm not that bothered by it. She just wants to fool around some with that Shikamaru kid," he said, shaking his head, "I don't get it, though. Look at him. He's like, 40 pounds."

Sakura and I neglected to look, instead, my eyes followed Sakura's to our newcomer from yesterday, Sasuke. Oh no, Sakura, don't fall for his deceiving good looks.

I cleared my throat, breaking her eye contact with him. "Sakura, this is, um—"

"—I'm well aware of who this is." I raised my eyebrows again at her malicious tone. I guess she met him before…?

"Do you guys have something together?" Kiba asked, clearly catching the ominous aura. Sakura closed her eyes.

"Chemistry." My face furrowed. What the hell happened? First she's all, 'oh, I know who this is, and he's a dick-face,' to, 'oh yes, we have chemistry! Tee hee hee!' Like, seriously, how did Kiba NOT catch that? He's eating his lunch like Sakura didn't just tell him they practically had sex already!

"The class, Naruto, my god. I just met him first period," She replied, shaking her head and stealing another one of my fries. Sasuke was smirking at my now-calming features.

"I see you found a seat this time," Sasuke said, eating one of his the numerous tomatoes off his plate. Seriously, who brings a bag of tomatoes for lunch? And um…what?

"And you found your own, although you failed to find your own table," Sakura replied. I smacked her hand as she tried to take another fry.

"Naruto," She turned to me, "First of all, do you want me to starve? Secondly, why are you sitting with this dick-face?" Ah, I like that tone of voice more than her saying they had Chemistry. Plus, this dude is kind of a bitch, so I'm glad we're on the same side.

"I don't know, he just sort of sat with us," I offered, shrugging and turning to Kiba. Kiba also shrugged and replied, "We thought, 'why not'?"

His voice trailed off as his eyes followed something else across the cafeteria. "Excuse me, I have some revenge to exact." And with that, he was gone. Sakura was about to swing her chair to that side and complete the circle when a red-head came and plopped down nearly on top of Sasuke. Both Sakura and I widened our eyes.

"Karin," Sakura said, smacking her forehead, "Why are you here?"

"I'm not here to talk to you, Pinky," was all she said before turning to Sasuke. "So, you want me to show you around school or something?" Sasuke's eyes didn't move from his stack of tomatoes.

"An office-aid already did," He replied bluntly. Karin jutted out her lower lip.

"Which office-aid? It was probably a ditz."

"Don't know, don't care. I know enough to get to class. Now run along," Sasuke suggested, waving her off. Man, he could've let her down easy.

"Well," Karin said, batting her eyelashes, "you should come to cheer-leading practice this afternoon, if you want to get into the life of Konoha High. Just watch, it's really a lot of fun."

Sasuke continued to look at his food. "That sounds like the last thing I want to do. Ever." Sakura laughed as she drank her water bottle, causing her to have to stop drinking and wipe her face a little with a napkin. Sasuke smirked.

"Fine, well, have fun sitting with losers than," She said, strutting off and turning around every so often to see if Sasuke was watching her leave. He was not.

"That was wonderful. I may have misjudged you," Sakura said, sitting back in her seat, "But take note of the 'may', please. Don't get to high up on your horse."

"Not like a compliment from you means anything, anyway," Sasuke said, chomping a little more of his tomato. I narrowed my eyebrows.

"What? Too good for compliments?" I said, crossing my arms. He shook his head.

"Hn."

-SAKURA-

Once it had been established that Sasuke may be a TRAINABLE jerk, I literally had to murder any thoughts that he was attractive. Especially since he was VERY attractive.

See, because he's new meat, and his face is so gorgeous, every girl in the school is going to be having sex with his every step until he notices them. And, I'm not a lesbian, but there are more than enough girls in the school to keep him satisfied without ever having touched me. So, why would he ever go for me?

Thus, I should never go for him.

So, as I fought the urge to decide exactly what color black the back of his head was (as it was discovered we also share the same Pre-Calculus class), I bit down on the end of my pencil.

"What's your name again?" He suddenly asked, whirling around while Mr. Hatake was still writing the next equation on the board. I mentally cursed myself; of course he doesn't remember my name.

"Sakura," I replied lazily, trying to pretend I was watching the board. He nodded.

"Aa, that's right. Like the hair. Is that why you dyed it like that?" I opened my mouth to respond, but he shrugged and turned around before I could.

For the record, I do NOT dye. It's an odd recessive gene that—you know what, forget it. It's just not dyed, okay? DO YOU SEE ANY ROOTS?

"Why are you such a jerk?" I asked from behind him, scribbling the example as I did.

"Why are you so annoying?" He whispered back, also writing. I scrunched up my face in annoyance.

"I rest my case."

"As I rest mine."

"Now you're just paralleling my sentence. Who's annoying now?" I said angrily, not even attempting the problem I had just written down. Sasuke, on the other hand, was frantically moving his arm.

The bell rang as the teacher explained to finish the problem for homework, as well as the problem numbers I had written down at the beginning of class. Sasuke shook his head.

"Hn."

"I—what?" I replied, not sure if he was talking to me. Or if I heard him right.

"I said, 'hn'." Guess so.

"What doesn't that mean, though?" I asked, throwing my binder into the red satchel. Sasuke looked at me with a blank expression before turning on the ball of his heal and exiting the classroom.

"Tomato, cover me, would you? I'm about to jump in."

"I'm coming with you," he responded. The voice sounded oddly familiar, but I put it in the back of my head.

I groaned. "Fine then, Puppet, could you please be cooperative?"

"I—ugh, sure. You know, I'd like to do something sometime."

"Maybe after you quit dying," responded Destiny. I smirked.

"You're one to talk," I quipped. I could hear Destiny mutter 'tch'.

"As are you. Hurry up and get in before the enemies arrive," Tomato said before I followed his character into the tunnel. I ignored the jab.

"What, scared you can't take them on your own?" I replied, re-positioning the controller in my lap.

"Well you were the one that wanted too. Frankly, I think this is annoying and pointless." My mind blanched as he said 'annoying' when a weird déjà vu went over me, but I shook it off and swallowed another bite of pizza.

"You're seriously a jerk," was all I said before reaching for my root beer again.

"And you're annoying."

"Guys, you're about to die," Puppet noted. I set the root beer down quickly and my hands flew back to the controller.

I almost fell out of Naruto's car as soon as the shift slid next to the 'P'. I nearly sprinted across the parking lot, through the front door of the school, and into the hallway until I reached the Chemistry classroom which was successfully empty. I smiled at myself, strutting to my familiar chair and setting my luggage down.

"Sakura! You're here earlier," Mrs. Yuuhi remarked, startled upon her entrance into the classroom.

"Yeah, well, beats sitting in the cafeteria waiting for the bell to ring!" I replied, shrugging and throwing my hands in the air. She gave me a skeptic look before plopping the folders she was caring unto the table.

"So, um, Kurenai—" Mr. Sarutobi had walked in at that moment, but stopped abruptly when he saw me. There was a moment of awkward silence, during which I moved my eyes between him and Mrs. Yuuhi before he cleared his throat.

"Sakura. I um, er, good morning," he struggled awkwardly, running his hands through his hair. I mumbled out a returned greeting before pretending to be engrossed in the book I was reading.

Finally, the bell rang and students began to trickle in. One of the first was Sasuke, whom glared at me when he noticed the seat I had decided to occupy.

"What? I was told to get here sooner today," I noted as he walked past me. He sat in the desk one up and to the left of me, still glaring as he threw his bag on the flat table.

"Alright, everyone in their seats today?" Mrs. Yuuhi spoke as the bell rang, looking specifically at Sasuke and I. His eyes shifted back to look at me, this time blank.

After a grumbled response from the class, she began. "Alright, because it's a new semester, I'd like to assign new lab partners. No," she started at the raising hands, "you may not pick. Two to a group. Girls will draw from the hat of guy's names, and the two girls left will be partners. Any questions?" No one spoke up, either too tired to care or nervous at the idea of meeting new people.

Mrs. Yuuhi navigated throughout the room, leaving either thinly-veiled excitement or dread on the faces behind her. Finally, the black baseball cap hovered over my desk.

Okay—I think someone already got Chouji, seeing as Hinata kept glancing nervously at him. Ino has Shikamaru (she must've rigged it), because she was already sitting on his desk twirling her hair. Tenten was glaring dreadfully at hers, then showed it Neji, who proceeded to smirk, so I had to assume Tenten had Rock Lee and Neji was yet unpicked. No one seemed to have Sasuke yet—someone would be sitting on his desk, being an Ino.

I closed my eyes, mentally crossing my fingers and chanting "not Sasuke", and when my hand re-emerged with a small fortune-like slip of paper, I chuckled sarcastically.

What kind of cosmic joke is this?

Sasuke turned around and raised his eyebrow curiously, either intrigued by my sadistic laughter or bemused that I seemed to be unsettled by it.

I turned the slip of paper around, and his arrogant smirk faded. His head snapped back forwards and he pretended to be flipping through some notes.

"Alright. Ami and Kin, you'll be partnered. Everyone else, partner up and I'll explain the first lab," Mrs. Yuuhi announced, pulling the projector down and returning to her computer to pull something up.

I gathered my stuff to move up one seat, next to Sasuke. Neither of us said anything as we waited for the assignment to be told.

I guess being with Sasuke wouldn't be so bad—I mean, he's Asian, so he has to be sorta smart—I assume he can do some work. I just don't want to be around him any more than I have to be; spending time with him outside of school may trick me into thinking something may be possible. Also, he's still a jerk.

"So you'll need to spend some time together outside of school to ensure this project gets done. All clear?" Mrs. Yuuhi finished, her finger falling from its place of pointing at rubric. I smacked my head and and it slid onto my desk. This was going to be a long semester.

"Hey," Sasuke said, flicking my ear. I turned my head to glare at him. "This is my address. Be there after school and we'll decide on an idea. Might as well get this done as soon as possible," he remarked, not looking at me as he spoke. I nodded silently and took my slip of paper back. The front, which displayed 'SASUKE UCHIHA', had a number written underneath it, and the back had an address.

"And don't," he concluded, "text me if 'you're bored'. Only for Chemistry purposes." I opened my mouth to ask another question, but he guessed it first.

"No, I will not answer you're Pre-Cal Questions if you text them to me."

I realize this story doesn't seem to be doing much right now, for which I apologize. I'm really trying to set some things up for now.

Also—the story will probably be dominantly narrarated by Sakura, I just wanted to try Naruto for a while to see if I could build his character a little better. I may switch to Sasuke at some point, but that'll reveal some things I'd rather the reader find out with Sakura. (No, it's not that Sasuke is Tomato. That was pretty much revealed with the summary.)

Review please! (: