Author's Note: Another update.First chapter and if any of you were wondering what the pairings is, then I guess I'll have to tell you. This isn't really a romance fic, there will be hints of romance, just hints, but that's all. I guess you can say this is a Sakura/Sasuke fic. Maybe a Sakura/Itachi fic? I have no idea. There IS no romance. Its a humor/drama. Nothing more, nothing less. I think...well, that's about all I have to say. Enjoy the second chapter. I haven't updated in days! Oh, and some of you wanted to know the age difference between Sakura and Sasuke. Well, Sakura is currently twenty years old. Sasuke, a YOUNGER student, is either eighteen or seventeen. You choose.
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First Chapter:
Life and Difficulties: Uzumaki Naruto
Updated: 3/31/06
By: Shanghai Honey
Sasuke cocked an eyebrow at the pathetic display infront of him. The girl with pink hair was still sprawled on the ground, doing nothing but staring at her purse.
He coughed once, "I said...," he coughed twice. "...my name is Uchiha Sasuke." he repeated a little louder. She was still starting at her purse, nothing but staring.
Frustrated and peeved by her silence, he narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"I'm using my psychic ability to move my purse closer to me." she kept staring at her purse.
There was a rather annoying pause between them and she sighed.
"Why is it not coming to me!" she cried out in frustration. "My psychic ability isn't working!"
"Yeah, I'm sure that's the reason why your purse won't move a few inches closer to you." the raven haired boy, named Sasuke, rolled his eyes. "Why don't you just pick the damn thing up?"
Sakura threw him an insulted look, "And what? Not activate my psychic ability in use?"
"Will you stop saying 'phychic ability'? It's getting me annoyed."
"Will you stop being a jerk and pick up my purse?"
"No, and shut up."
"Then, no! I will not shut my heavenly, pretty mouth up! EVER!"
"Who said anything about heavenly? And pretty for that matter."
"I'll have you know, I am a big time supermodel!" she lied.
Sasuke gave her a blank look, "Never seen you before."
"That's because you're probably too busy looking at yourself in the mirror. Rich, pretty boy...," she muttered hatefully.
The raven haired boy grunted, "I met you two seconds ago, don't act like you know me."
"Fine!" Sakura picked herself up and huffed. "You're not worth my time anyhow."
Sasuke snorted, "Shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"And shouldn't you be in school, little boy? Elementary is right around the corner."
The handsome featured boy stuffed his hands into his pockets and glared down at her. "Who are you?" his question was plain and surprisingly difficult.
"Uh...," Sakura pondered, "why should I tell you? For all I know, you could be some kind of stalker."
Sasuke snorted, "Please, who'd honestly stalk you?"
Sakura kept herself from jumping on him and rubbed her knuckles. "My name is Haruno Sakura, I'm twenty years old, currently single, live alone in a haunted apartment, next door to me is a nutcase-," she ranted on and on about her personal life.
"Why did I ask?" muttered Sasuke.
"Apparently, I had a bit more coffee than intended." she laughed nervously.
"Apparently...," he yawned. "I'm off. Talking to a chestless woman like you is, by far, the lowest point of my life." he attempted to walk away.
Sakura gaped, "Lowest! CHESTLESS!" she fumed.
And apparently, he wasn't going anywhere. "Yeah, what of it?" he exposed his dark, gloomy eyes.
Sakura continued to gape as she pounded her fist into her hand. "You did not just call me chestless? I'll have you know, I have plenty of chest, PLENTY!"
Sasuke though otherwise. "Those flat things you call a chest, looks like it's been milked a little too much."
Sakura was taken back, completely. "You did not just say that!" she shrieked.
"Ladies and gentlemen, not only is Pinky flat chested, she's also very DEAF." he retorted.
"Take that back!" she barked. "And if you cared a single speck of dust about me, then cut your hair, you're embarrassing me just by standing there." she replied haughtily.
"First of all, I don't care ANYTHING about you. And second, I happen to like my hair, your chest on the other hand-,"
"Please don't tell me we're going through that subject again." she balled her hands into tiny fists.
Sasuke checked his watch and smirked, "Fortunately, I have class. And I would much rather be there than look at a flat chested woman." he walked away and gave her a cold look before leaving. "I'd have those fixed if I were you." was his last words before he left.
Sakura watched him disappear near the corner and pouted.
"Geez,"she rubbed her head. "talk about issues." she walked in the other direction.
Finally, the begining of Monday. The perfect day to start life all over again in a different enviroment, and make plenty of money. Money seemed to be the main point of her life just about now. But the most important thing...well...was to make money?
Sakura flattened her black skirt and straightened her blouse. Today she's going to start off fresh. Brushing her hair the second time, just incase, she happily shrieked. "Nothing can ruin my mood." she was actaully excited to be back in school.
Of course she wouldn't necessarily attend as a student, but none the less, she was back in school. Graduating college and high school at an early age, she hadn't really experienced having a normal student's life. It was always studying for her.
Her mother wanted so much from her. It was either she became a docter, or a super awesome teacher. Believe it or not, Sakura's father was the male supermodel in the family. You'd think it would be the other way around. Mother, a supermodel. Father, the school teacher. But it was nothing like that, not at all.
Looking around her surroundings, her eyes made it's way to a blond, tanned boy. His eyes were blue and sullen as she looked deeper. Noticing the Sharingan uniform, she grew even more excited. Sakura boldly walked over to the sullen looking boy.
"Um." she tapped the boy on the shoulder.
He looked completely startled and backed away a few feet.
"Uh, hi." she waved innocently. "I'm the new teacher here. Can you show me to...," she scanned a white paper. "room 201?" her emerald eyes sparkled with a clear sign of help.
The boy looked flustered. "Are you asking me?" he pointed naively to himself.
Sakura grinned, "I don't see anyone else around here."
The flustered boy grew even more flustered. "I see." he grinned a boyish grin. "What's your name?" he asked.
"Haruno Sakura. What about you?"
He kept his toothy grin and his eyes flashed brightly. Far from the boy she saw sulking earlier. "Uzumaki Naruto!" he replied in a loud, booming voice.
"Okay! Naruto, where the heck is room 201?"
"I'll show you. That's where I go."
"Really?" Sakura's eyes glinted with amusement. "Cool, I hope you're not one of those slacker students who never listens to their teacher." she quirked an eyebrow.
Naruto laughed, "Usually I'm the type to slack off. But for you, I'll soften up a bit."
"Good to know." said Sakura.
During their walk to room 201, Naruto had seemingly gained a crush on dear Sakura. It was a little too soon, but he began to develop a great amount of respect for her in the few minutes he's spent with her. Besides, anyone would be out of their minds if they hadn't thought of Sakura has an attractive, intelligent, strong willed girl.
Naruto flushed as she laughed at his stupid jokes. Usually, his jokes stunk. Maybe this was a turning piont in his life? Or maybe she's just the type of person who comes up with the lamest jokes herself? Who knows?
"And remember, try not to get Maito Gai excited about youth. He'll just yap on and on, it's like he's giving out a free punishment."
Sakura smiled politely, "I'll keep that in mind."
"And here we are." he looked up at the sign that read, 201. "Good luck." he was the first to walk in.
Sakura stayed in her place for a while longer. Breathing in and out, she felt a nervous feeling at the pit of her stomach. "Alright, it's just a bunch of teenagers, nothing to worry about." she sighed. "Besides, I was a teenager once...a year ago...I can handle this...," she told herself over and over again.
She nodded her head once, with confidence.
"Ok," she opened the door to her new one semester career.
Opening the room to her new class, she sighed.
"Um, hi everyone!" she closed the door behind her. Everyone ignored her greeting and continued to their business. Naruto just sat there and waved a hand.
Sakura acknowledged this, and smiled in return. "Um, are you the whole class?" she examined the room, only to find nine students sitting before her.
"Great, it's the flat chested woman." a voice from way in the back, retorted.
There was a pause. It took her a few seconds, but she finally realized who he was. The rude, arrogant boy she exchanged conversations with a few days ago.
Sakura's eyes widened, "Y-You!" she pointed her finger at him.
"Eh? Uchiha, you know this bimbo?" said a boy with red marks under his eyes, a little too loud infact.
"B-Bimbo?" Sakura was taken back.
Sasuke snorted, "Yeah, I suggested she'd use some implants, guess she didn't go through with it." he yawned and sunk deeper into his seat.
"Are you kidding! Those things are huge! I'd think she already took those implants." a boy replied with chips in his mouth.
"Chouji, not so loud." yawned a boy with hair wrapped in a rubberband.
"Um, Ok. Shall we begin with our lesson?" Sakura decided it would be best to change the embarrassing subject.
The peeved students gave her a look of danger and grabbed something from out of their bags. Sakura sighed with relief. They were probably pulling out their text books. Such good boys...of course...she wishes.
"Get her!" yelled the boy with red marks running down his eyes.
And all of a sudden, paper balls were being thrown at her without warning!
"Ah!" Sakura covered herself from the attacking paper balls. "T-This is totally unnecessary!" she yelled.
She opened the door, trying to get herself away from the crowd of angry Sakura haters. She panted frantically, her chest heaving, and buckets of sweat running down on her forehead.
"Ok, that's it." she dusted herself off, and pulled out a spitball from her hair. "I am so out of here. I don't care if they're paying me a fortune, those kids are mental!" she let out a peircing cry. "Maybe if I escape through one of the windows-,"
"Sakura," called a low, husky voice from behind.
She froze.
Sakura turned around and a look of stunned and embarrassment made it's way to her face. "I-Itachi-san?" she stuttered.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, simply.
"Um, I was just, uh...," she laughed nervously. "Heh, what are YOU doing here? The last time I saw you, we were still in college."
Itachi nodded his head. "Yes, I was a few grades higher than you. You still remember?"
"Yeah!" she shouted a little too soon. "Uh, I mean...," to tell the truth. She's always had, somewhat, of a crush on him. The popular, smart, handsome, lovable, cute, mysterious, awesome, the list could go on and on.
"You look...great." his eyes widened slightly as he examined her, head to toe. "As always."
Sakura's blush deepened to a whole new level. "T-Thanks." she felt knots at the pit of her stomach. "You too!" shesmiled nervously.
There was a slight pause between them.
"Do you have a relative here?" he finally broke the ice.
Sakura shook her head, "No, I work here. As a teacher." she flushed.
Itachi nodded, "So do I." he replied. "I guess we'll be working together." he didn't look happy, or unhappy. He was still the mysterious guy she's always had a crush on.
"Y-Yeah." she smiled.
There was another awkward pause. And then a spark of realization had just hit Sakura.
"By the way," she replied "do you have a brother here? He claims to be Uchiha Sasuke." Itachi frowned. "He seems to be in my class this semester." she gave him a quaint smile.
"Sorry if he's been rude." he apologized sencerely.
Sakura quirked an eyebrow. "How did you know?"
"Ever sincefather moved in with us, he's been...different."
"I see." said Sakura. "I'll take good care of him for you, Itachi-san." she smiled.
Itachi smirked, "I'm sure you will."
He turned to walk away, but before leaving her completely, he stopped to speak. "Sakura," he called out to her.
"Huh?"
"I've told you a million times," he flashed her a brief smile. "drop the suffix."
Sakura's flush grew. "Okay," she melted. "Itachi."
Itachi gave her a satisfying grin and walked away.
Sakura sighed and held her heavy heart. "He's still so cute." she breathed.
"He's not that good looking." a voice from behind grunted.
Startled by the sudden reply, Sakura gasped and held her heart tighter. "N-Naruto! What are you doing here?"
Naruto shrugged, "I thought you ran away, so I came to drag you back." he said truthfully. "But now I see how comfortable you've adjusted...," he glared at Itachi's back, watching him walk away with disgust.
"It's nothing like that." she pouted. "And get back to class." she ordered.
Naruto grinned, "Why? You were just about to quit anyways." he chuckled.
"I...I was not!"
"Admit it, Sakura-,"
"Haruno-sensei." she corrected.
Naruto rolled his eyes, "Haruno-sensei," he mocked. "You're afraid, afraid of a bunch of teenagers."
"Pft!" Sakura crossed her arms. "Of course I am! I've only turned twenty just recently! I was ninteen a year ago!" she defended herself, and quite well might I add.
Naruto rolled his blue eyes, "Yeah, yeah. And I have three heads growing out of my neck." he replied sarcastically.
Sakura pouted, "You were so nice when I first met you." she shook her head. "what ever happened to the nice Naruto?"
"Well, get used to the real Naruto." he grinned. "Cause he's staying for a long time." Sakura threw him an amusing smirk. "And so are you." he crossed his arms.
Sakura sighed reluctantly. "Fine, but I better get paid extra for this." she was forced and dragged back into her classroom.
Sakura eased herself on her overpaid couch and sighed. "Tsunade, are you sure you want to do that?" Sakura replied with a bored and blunt voice. "You might get a stomach ache?" she painted her nails and matched it with Kurenai's.
"I don't care!" Tsunade popped a huge vain. "If it means teaching Anko a lesson, then I'll do anything!" she was overexcited and ready for anything.
Anko snorted with laughter. "YOU! Beat me! I could laugh and laugh and never get tired of laughing! Mwahahahahahaha-cough!cough!" Anko cleared her throat. "Ok, I'm tired of laughing." she replied casually.
Kurenai, Shizune and Sakura rolled their eyes.
"This is pointless." said Kurenai as she dried her wet finger nails with a breath. "Anko, you have a photo shoot tomorrow. You have to be thin and ready."
Anko grunted, "I don't care about that. Beating Tsunade, which is easy, will surely overcome my sadness of being fat." she smirked widely. "Ready?"
"Bring it on." Tsunade grinned. "BRING.IT.ON." she laughed evily.
Shizune sighed, "Alright, I can only bake so many pies. Whoever eats all ten pies within the time limit, is the winner." she held her watch above their faces. "Ready?"
Tsunade and Anko picked up their forks.
"Set?"
Anko twitched slightly, giving Tsunade the confidence boostshe needs to win the pie eating contest.
"GO!"
Tsunade and Anko gracefully scooped up a small amount of whip cream and slowly shoved it in their mouths. Both looked exahusted.
"I give up!" both shouted at the same time.
Shizune sighed, "I baked all ten pies for nothing."
Anko shrugged, "Besides, I need to be super skinny for the big photo shoot tomorrow."
"Yeah, and Jiraiya's finally getting his pay check tomorrow. So I have to look extra awesome. Not that I already am, I just have to be EXTRA." said Tsunade.
Kurenai and Sakura giggled.
"Sakura, I think your phone is ringing." said Shizune.
Sakura rolled over to the phone and picked it up carelessly. "Hello?"
"Um, Haruno-sensei...," a very low and frightened voice reached her line. "this is Naruto."
"Naruto?" Sakura raised an eyebrow. "What's up?"
There was a slight pause.
"I...," he gulped. "I'm sort of...stuck."
Sakura frowned, "Stuck...where?"
"I need someone to bail me out of jail!" he cried.
Sakura's eyes widened. "J-Jail?" she stuttered. "What did you do?"
Naruto had a panicked tone in his voice. "I-I was just...they made me do it!"
"Who made you do it? Naruto, what happened?"
"I stole a pack of beer, it was an accident! I swear!" he said. "Please bail me out!" he said before slamming the phone into the reciever.
Sakura looked confounded.
"Who was that?" Kurenai had a worried look plastered on her face. "Did you say something about jail?"
Sakura sighed, "Um, guys? Can I borrow some money?" she threw everyone a nervous and pleadfull look.
Anko grabbed her wallet from out of her bag and threw it to Sakura. "You owe me an explanation afterwards, Sakura." she smiled brightly, tyring to break the worried look off of Sakura's face.
Sakura smiled and ran to the door. "Thanks! I'll pay you back!" she said before leaving.
The four top supermodels sighed. What were they going to do now?
"Ok. I made twenty pies and I am not just gonna leave it here to rot." said Shizune.
"Hey, let's throw it at people while they're walking by!" Anko suggested.
The three ladies looked her oddly in the eyes.
"OKAY!" they shrugged.
The night was cold and the crickets chirped a very sad song. Naruto and Sakura sat down, swinging on the swing set. The cold air touched their faces as they swayed with the wind. Sakura could instantly feel that Naruto was too much in a sullen mood to say a word. Well of course he'd be in a sullen mood, he's been in jail for more than four hours!
"So," Sakura decided she was the one to break the ice. "I heard there was a big sale on underwear at Kureshige's, maybe you and I could go sometime?" Maybe it would've been best if she hadn't broke the ice.
Naruto looked at her oddly.
"Just making small talk." she shrugged sheepishly. "We're going to have to get to the main subject sooner or later." she sighed.
Naruto made no movement. "If I tell you why I stole, I'd just sound stupid." he silently replied.
Sakura placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry." she smiled reassuringly. "How could you possibly sound stupid when I, being the idiot, suggested we buy underewear just a few seconds ago? Trust me, no one can sound just as stupid as I did."
Naruto chuckled warmly. "I thought for sure they wanted to be friends."
Sakura threw him a glance. "Who?"
"Some kids at another school." he snorted. "In their own words, 'buy us some beer, and maybe we'll hang out sometime' I feel like an idiot." he lowered his head.
Sakura smiled sympathetically. "You're just striving to make friends, aren't you?"
"Ever since my parents died, I've been distant." he said. "Before the Uchiha's my old man was the richest guy in Japan." Sakura's eyes widened.
"Really? You must've inherited a lot of money?"
Naruto snorted, "He didn't leave me a cent. He hated people, and people hated him. And since I am his son," he spat. "they hated me too."
"Sorry."
"No, you didn't know." Naruto shrugged. "You're the first person to ever look at me differently." he smiled warmly. "Plus, you bailed me out. Thanks by the way. No one would ever do that for me."
"It's okay. The next time, not saying that there will be a next time, but if you happen to visit jail, I'll probably bail you out again." she smiled. "But don't expect me to bail you out the third time." a dark aura surrounded her.
Naruto backed away, "O-Okay." he stuttered.
"And besides," Sakura threw him a quirky smile. "you don't have to worry about not having any friends." she said. "Because from now on. I'll be your friend." she ruffled his hair.
Naruto grinned widely. "Do you know what you're saying?"
"Yeah, I always know what I'm saying." she smirked.
Naruto paused for a moment. "Thanks." he replied bashfully.
"No problem." Sakura winked. "Ah, I almost forgot!" she pulled something from out of her bag. "Here!" she threw something at him.
Naruto caught it sloppily and a confused look made its way to his face. "What's this? Some kind of scroll?" he examined it, top to bottom.
"Open it up."
And that's exactly what he did.
Favorites List
He read. "It says favorites list. What's this got to do with me?"
"Everything." said Sakura. "Sign your name, anywhere." she threw him a pen.
Naruto shook his head, but placed a small smile on his lips. Signing the piece of paper carelessly he grinned. "Great. Now what?" he stared at the paper with his name and favorites list printed on it.
"From now, Uzumaki Naruto, you are my favorite student." said Sakura.
Naruto raised an eyebrow. "Favorite?"
"Yep! FAVORITE." she repeated. "Cool, huh? I made my own favorites list!" she threw a fist in the air.
"I think it's stupid." Naruto replied bluntly.
"EH?" yelled Sakura. "TAKE.THAT.BACK!" she pulled on his ears.
"OW! OW! OW!" he struggled to get away. "Haruno-sensei! Let go of my ears! THAT HURTS!"
Sakura finally pulled away and dusted herself off. "And one more thing," she panted. "you can call me by my first name."
Naruto looked confused.
"What? It's okay if my FAVORITE student calls me by my first name, right?"
Naruto grinned. "Of course!" he shouted. "Sakura-chan!"
"That's better." she smiled. "But there's one thing I have to ask before I take you home."
Naruto raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"
"When you fell from a tree, did you happen land on your head?"
Naruto threw her a verybewildered looked. "Huh?"
Sakura threw her hands in the air. "I mean, come on! Beer? You stole beer!"
"I told you I was sorry!"
"But seriously, what sort of hoodlums were you hanging out with? The cabbage patch kids? When I heard your voice over the phone, I thought for sure you murdered someone or something! Geez, you could've atleast told me you stole some drugs or threw rocks at a puppy, but BEER! Are you some kind of wimp?" Shouted Sakura.
Naruto shrugged with complete and utter confusion. "You should be glad it was only beer!" he told her in order to defend himself.
"But still. One day when my friends come over, they'll expect some kind of story out of me. And I am not going to tell them about the time my student stole some beer." she rolled her eyes erratically. "Talk about lame."
"Well then spice it up a bit." Naruto scoffed. "Tell them...I was high when I stole some beer."
"High and slutty?"
"High, sluttly and wearing a dress?"
"No, high, sluttly and NAKED."
Sakura quirked an eyebrow. "Hey, how about high, sluttly, naked AND ugly?" she wiggled her eyebrows.
Naruto snorted, "UGLY? Do I look ugly to you?"
"Right at this point? Yes."
"Fine! But why do I have to be a slut? Girls are sluts, not men."
"Ah, but that's what you think...," said Sakura with much knowledge.
There was a pregnant pause.
"I won't even pretend to know what that means." muttered Naruto.
