Summary: Haruno Sakura was just a normal high school student. That is... until she accidentally became a school gang leader. { multisaku / au }
a. Second chapter bitches, what's up?
b. No you guys aren't bitches I'm sorry I got caught up in the moment. ;-;
c. Pls don't leave...
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto OR Dear School Gang Leader in any way, shape, or form. That is why I'm only borrowing the overall concept and not the entire story.
.:: Good Morning Sakura-Chan! ::.
"Sasori. Deidera. Where have you been?"
Sasori looks up at the self-proclaimed leader of section 3-A with a deadpan look, obviously unperturbed by his looming figure.
"I was fighting." He said simply, turning back to the block of wood he was fashioning into another puppet.
Uzumaki Nagato— commonly known as Pein— surprised the urge to throttle his battered classmate, instead turning his attention to the blonde beside him.
Deidera was currently tending to the several bruises he received from this morning's battle royale.
He locked eyes with the pierced leader and despite himself, coughed up an answer.
"We were passing by the first year classrooms, un." He says, wrapping a messy bandage over his fists, "When Danna punched me through the window of Namikaze's classroom, un." He glared at his red-haired companion.
"Of course that stupid brat just couldn't mind his goddamn business and started a fight with Danna, un. It ended up being this one big mess, un."
Pein raised an eyebrow.
"And I suppose Kakashi put a stop to it?"
"No actually."
Pein turns back to Sasori, who seemed to have deemed the conversation worthy enough to voice his own two cents.
"Well, technically I guess. But he wouldn't have done anything if she hadn't walked in."
"Oh yeah!" Deidera perked up like a puppy, grinning madly. "It seems 1-B has a transfer student, un. A girl."
x
Sakura didn't stop running until she reached home. Afterwards, she spent the next few hours ranting and raving about her psychopathic school before finally collapsing down onto her bed just after the clock struck five.
"Exactly what kind of school was that?" She exclaimed out loud.
Her memories trailed their way back into the hallway, where that one boy grabbed her and pulled her close. She blushed tomato red.
The boy was in no means unattractive. In fact, Sakura begrudgingly admits, from her vision he seemed to be the total opposite. Spiky blonde hair that stood rebelliously up in a disheveled way, sun-kissed tanned skin, three whisker-like scars marring his chiseled face, and those eyes...
Sakura screamed into her pillow.
"NO! It doesn't matter how attractive he was! He's still a creep!"
It didn't help the redness go away.
Forcing herself to move on from the memory, her mind brought her back to the moment she opened her classroom door.
There were guys. Fighting. Everywhere. The entire classroom was in disarray. A whole set of windows had been destroyed! And the teacher, who was wearing a mask no less, was doing absolutely nothing to stop it!
Gathering herself as best she could, Sakura forced herself to open her laptop, searching the school when the browser popped up.
"Konoha Public High School is infamous for being a school of..." Her jaw dropped, "Gangsters?!"
Unable to comprehend the situation, Sakura scrolled through more articles circling her new school, getting more and more shocked with every passing story.
"What have I gotten myself into?!" She cried, prying her eyes away from her screen and burying herself in a mound of pillows. "Is it too late to transfer schools? I should ask Mama..."
"Sakura dear? Are you home?"
Sakura quickly sat up from her bed, her appearance disheveled but a glint of determination in her eyes.
"I'll ask mama right now!"
Scrambling out of bed, Sakura stumbled her way out of her room and into the living room, where her mother, Haruno Mebuki, was taking off her shoes and placing them at the side.
"Welcome home Mama," The young girl said quickly, opening her mouth to continue but silenced when her mother turned her kind eyes towards her.
"Sakura you look so cute in your uniform." Mebuki smiles proudly, rising up and enveloping her only child in a hug. "I'm so sorry to have moved you all the way out here." She whispers, squeezing weakly.
"I'm so glad to have you Sakura."
Sakura stiffens in her mother's hold, her mind going blank.
Mebuki releases her after feeling her tense, her face automatically turning concerned.
"What is it?" Her expression turned worried, "Is it the new school? Are you unhappy?"
"No." Sakura lied quickly, "No the school is fine. It... it's fun."
Mebuki visibly relaxes, and breathing a sigh of relief, she begins making her way to the kitchen.
"That's good... I don't want you to be unhappy. I love you sweetie."
Sakura stays still for a moment, her eyes glassed over.
"Yeah. I love you too Mama."
x
"And here I am again..."
Sakura stands at the gate of Konoha High, two hands clutching her bag, her posture slightly slumped.
Like yesterday morning, there were no people around the campus, due to the fact that Sakura purposely made herself late.
"Gangsters... real life gangsters! In this day and age..." Her thoughts drifted back to the blonde boy she had injured just the day earlier. "Was he a gangster too?"
She shook the thoughts away.
"It doesn't matter. I just have to hold my chin up high and make it through the year." She takes a deep breath. "For mama."
And she enters the school.
The travel it took to get to her classroom was mostly uneventful. It didn't stop Sakura from being completely on guard though. At every loud noise, Sakura found herself jumping back ready to defend herself from flying boys, but none came. And almost too soon, she was at the door of classroom 1-B again.
The gaping hole where the window should have been was boarded up and Sakura could hear loud voices from inside. She swallowed her fear and knocked.
Immediately the voices hushed.
Footsteps languidly made their way closer to Sakura, and before she could even blink, she went from looking at a wooden door to looking at the chest of Hatake Kakashi. Her homeroom teacher.
"Ah! Sakura-chan you've come back!" The gray-haired man claps his hands together cheerfully, ushering Sakura inside his now unnervingly quiet classroom.
Sakura looked down at the floor, her brave facade melting as she felt dozens of eyes burning holes into her head. Her cheeks flushed a dark red.
"Class, this is Haruno Sakura. Your new classmate."
Sakura bit her lip, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.
It was so quiet.
She bowed quickly before forcing herself to look up and stare straight.
"P–please take care of me."
There was no response. Sakura looked around at her new classmates, just as she suspected there wasn't a single other girl present. She spotted the blonde from yesterday easily. He was staring, slack-jawed, right at her.
"Is nobody going to say anything?"
"It... IT'S AN ACTUAL GIRL!"
Sakura jumped at the sudden outburst.
The single exclamation, coming from a boy with triangular shaped tattoos on his cheeks at the far end of the room, sent the classroom into a tidal wave.
Many boys jumped up from their seats and rushed towards Sakura. Others began hooting wildly. The classroom turned into a jungle, the boys into wild animals.
Sakura felt dizzy.
Kakashi must have noticed because he let out a small cough.
"Enough!" He bellows, his voice resonating off the walls and putting a stop to all the noises. The boys crowding Sakura backed away, scurrying back into their seats.
Kakashi coughed again, and Sakura sent him a grateful smile.
He smiles back (at least Sakura assumes he did), and scans the room promptly for any open seats.
"You're in luck Sakura-chan, we just got a new set of desks earlier today. The old ones were damaged due to the... scuffle we had yesterday morning." He gestures over to the back of the room. "There seems to be an open seat over there, behind Naruto."
Sakura follows his hand to the back, where she locks eyes with the blonde from yesterday. She blushes crimson.
"O–okay."
All eye followed her going back towards her desk, and she purposely avoided eye contact with her new seatmate as she sat down. There was another unnerving silence in the classroom until Kakashi let out an awkward, obviously forced, cough.
"Okay children, today we are going to discuss the first Shinobi War..."
There was a collective groan and Sakura let out a sigh of relief as most of the attention was shifted away from her and instead directed at the silver-haired man up front. Most of the students called out insults and protests, which was, Sakura guessed, relatively normal here because Kakashi paid little to no attention to all of it, merrily continuing his lesson.
"Maybe this school's not bad." Sakura thought off-handedly. "It may be pretty hard to get used to. But I can handle it."
Inspired by her new resolve, Sakura sat up straighter and forced her head up, only to be greeted by a pair of beautiful baby blues.
.:: Chapter Two End ::.
Authors Note: Pls bear with me I swear it's gonna get better.