Disclaimer: The writer of this story (Meaning Me) does not own Naruto or any of its characters. All characters in this story not from Naruto are original characters created by the writer, and in no way borrowed or stolen from anyone else, and similarity to persons real or fictional is purely coincidental and entirely unintentional.

Pairings: Mainly SasuSaku, some GaaSaku, SasuHina, NaruHina, NejiTen, ShikaIno, ShikaTema, SaiIno, KibaHina, and probably more. :) Heheh.

POV: No one's. Writing in first person is not my forte.

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&Chapter Two: Absolutely Ordinary

BEEEP!

Sakura's alarm clock screamed next to her ear. She sprang up and glanced over at the clock. Five thirty.

"Why did I set it for five thirty?" she asked herself. She shrugged, and hit the off button. She drowsily got out of bed, yawned, and rubbed her eyes. She ventured into her bathroom.

After a nice, warm 20 minute shower, Sakura was wide awake. And incredibly hungry. She hurried and put on her light pink cotton bathrobe, and went downstairs. She started searching the wooden cupboards for her favorite breakfast food, and eventually found it.

She opened the container of Chocolate and Vanilla Spilt Poptarts, and ripped open the silver packaging. She managed to get out one the package without breaking it. It was a good omen, this being the first day of school.

Since there was no toaster, Sakura decided to use the microwave. She checked the directions on the box. Laughing to herself, she placed the Poptart in the microwave and set the time for three seconds.

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Hinata lie still in her bed. Her thoughts buzzed unceasingly.

'Be calm, Hinata. You've never had premonitions before. There's no reason that this was anything different from your other dreams.' She thought, trying to convince herself to no avail. She sat up on her bed.

She shivered a bit. But not from the cold. She closed her eyes and pictured the dream in her head.

Hinata's Dream

Hinata stood in the alley between Chez's Grocer and Bella French Cuisine. It was rather slim, the width being of two people, with just a single light bulb hanging from the side. The bricks were crumbling out.

At the end, just beyond her glimpse, lay a small door with a sign in the center declaring "Witchcraft Hove" In small letters. The door swung open. Someone, no, something, had crept out.

Hinata closed her eyes and muttered something indistinguishable, as if in another language. They were soft and mellow, almost like a lullaby.

Hinata opened her eyes. Just as she did so, Sharingan eyes flashed before Hinata.

A dark figure appeared in the shadows. Although it appeared humanoid, she was sure it was not human. And she was right. After all, the shadow was bleeding from some unknown wound that the body had not received.

"So…" a cold but oh-so-familiar voice cooed. "You know who Sweet Blood is?" The blood poured from the shadow. It was thirsty for blood. Deprived of it, actually. It ached for it with every muscle of its pathetic existence.

Hinata whispered as she made a zipping motion over her lips. Her eyes flashed yellow and spiral pupils appeared. She was ready to battle. "My lips are sealed." Her voice however cracked, which she always did when she was lying.

She couldn't lie. And he definitely knew that.

The vampire chuckled. "You can't lie to me, you dumb esper. I know you have her. Heck, I can already tell what you're going to do with her." She could spot his pearly white fangs emerging, wanting anyone, or anything that it could get without a fight.

There was an uncomfortable silence. (An- As if the situation was not uncomfortable already.)

"And that's not exactly fair, is it?" the vampire smirked, his set of pearly white fangs fully revealed now. "Hinata?"

'How does he know my name?'

Hinata winced.

End of Dream

"Even if it was a premonition, I'll just keep it to myself. After all, I have so much more information than he does, right Akane?" Hinata whispered to herself.

The heather grey cat on her windowsill meowed in agreement. His yellow eyes were calm. All was well for Hinata.

Or, at least she thought.

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After the short moments that were Sakura's Poptart's heating time, she grabbed it from the microwave. She silently indulged in the pastry, the sweet tastes of chocolate and vanilla pudding her mouth with utter delight. The thick filling embraced her tongue in a warm blanket. She closed my eyes and sat down on the dull blue couch. After two minutes, she was finished. Since she had just glanced at herself in the television, she went upstairs to get ready.

She found my uniform neatly hung up in my closet. It consisted of a white short-sleeved button-up shirt, a wool navy blue pleated skirt, white stockings, a navy blue tie, a vest, and a tie. It was a pretty elaborate uniform, but she could ditch some of the stuff in her locker.

She slowly got dressed while sitting on her bed, watching the clock switch from the current minute to the next. School didn't start until eight thirty, so she was okay. She slipped on my favorite pair of black ballet flats, and head to my bathroom.

Once inside, Sakura hacked away with a brush the mess on her head she called her hair. It had gotten really frizzy, and stood up straight. After about thirty minutes, some agony, a hairbrush, and some hairspray, her hair was back to its perfect shiny smooth shoulder-length glory. Her green eyes sparkled beneath my bangs. A smile crossed her face.

Sakura happily got her favorite purple toothbrush and citrus mint toothpaste. She brushed in tiny circles for two minutes, counting each second in her head. When she reach one twenty, she spat out the toothpaste, rinsed her mouth with water, and gargled.

She glanced at the clock when she got out of the bathroom. Still plenty early.

"I'm never setting my clock to that time again!" Sakura yelled. She put her hair back with a silk red ribbon, and charged downstairs. She swung my Hollister messenger bag around her shoulders, checked to see if I had her keys, and busted out the door.

She first went next door to Hinata's. She lightly tapped on her door, which Hinata answered.

"You ready to go?" Hinata asked. Sakura was surprised Hinata was ready at the same time she was.

"Yep." Sakura replied. "We can take my car." She skipped down to the stairs.

Once again, they made the journey down the stairs and into the parking lot. Sakura pressed the button that made the car click/beep. A grin spread across her face. Hinata stared at her like she was crazy. She finally moved and got in the truck.

Hinata hopped in besides Sakura.

"Which way to the school?" Sakura asked.

"Head straight. You'll find it at the end." Hinata said darkly. She seemed to be somewhat depressed.

"Anything wrong?" Sakura asked. Hinata shook her head no. She pulled out of the parking lot and unto 13th Street. They sat in silence for the most part.

But hey, silence is golden. Or at least they say.

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So, once again, Hinata stood in front of Konoha Academy, the Elite Academy, memories flooding back to her. Her brain buzzed horribly. Thoughts were really loud today.

She glanced over at Sakura, who was staring up at the school with awe. She was obviously impressed by the Victorian brickwork and ivy that made up the main building. But heck, she'd get over it.

"Follow me." Hinata said, wincing. Her head hurt more than it should.

"Okay." She replied cheerfully. How someone could be this cheerful on the first day of school was beyond Hinata.

She lead her to the office, where they got their schedules, and then to their homeroom.

Almost all of their classmates were already there, surprisingly.

It was in its normal state of chaos, which was expected.

Hinata sat her bag down in her assigned seat between Neji and Kiba, neither of which had decided to sit down. Sakura stood patiently near the door.

Hinata looked around the small classroom to see where Neji and Kiba were. They were, of course, in the middle of the classroom, along with the rest of the boys. They were looking at something, probably Sasuke's new MacBook Air, because she could here music coming from it.

Hinata sighed. "Watcha guys doing?" she asked, sounding bored even to herself.

"Nothing." They all replied in unison. She groaned.

"Give it up Hinata." She heard a voice behind her sigh. She spun around and found TenTen sitting in her assigned seat, grinning. Next to her was Ino, who had lost some weight over the summer, even though why she had to was unclear. Behind her was Temari.

A grin crossed her face as she waved like a mad idiot at them. She semi-ran over to them, and gave them all hugs.

"It's been so long!" she cooed as she hugged TenTen.

"It has! You should've hung out with us this summer!" she exclaimed. Hinata nodded sadly, and turned to Sakura.

"Guys, this is Sakura. Sakura, Ino, TenTen, and Temari." She said, pointing to each person as their name came up.

"Hi." Sakura said nervously. Ino beckoned her to sit in the empty seat next to her.

"You have a large forehead." Ino remarked. Sakura bristled with anger.

"Ino, you baka." TenTen face palmed.

Hinata couldn't suppress a giggle. She sat down in her assigned seat, and let the conversations flow.

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"Oh! Click this!" Naruto leaned over Sasuke's shoulder, dying to mess with his new MacBook Air.

"No." he muttered, scrolling down the song list on his iTunes.

"PLEASESASUKEPLEASE!" Naruto whined. Sasuke sighed.

"Fine." he muttered. He scrolled back up and clicked the song. A mad fast techno beat emerged from the speakers.

"Ooo!" commented Neji.

"This is great running music." Gaara stated in his usual emotionless tone. He started running in place.

"GO RUN, GAARA!" Sasuke yelled. (An- I know. It's ooc.)

Gaara took off in a split second. He sprinted from his seat and out the door, slamming it behind him with great enthusiasm.

"Whoa." His brother, Kankuuro, commented.

They all nodded in agreement.

Still staring at the door, Sasuke started humming to the insane techno beat. Naruto glanced at him weirdly. The hum disappeared into oblivion.

Suddenly, moments later, Gaara bounded back into the room, out of breath.

"Hid me!" he squealed. He jumped over the first sets of desks, then over the second. He silently curled up by Sasuke's feet. He put his finger to his mouth and said "Shhh."

Them, not being complete idiots, became quiet and went about their business again.

Moments later, a flustered Tsunade emerged. "Is Gaara in here?" she asked angrily.

"Yes. But he's not here yet. He spent a little extra time getting ready. Probably for a girl or something." Temari said coolly. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Tsunade walked out of the room.

Hinata ran up to the window. "She's gone." She assured us.

Gaara emerged from under the desk. "Phew." He released a sigh of relief, wiping sweat off his forehead.

"What happened?" Kiba asked.

"Well, I was running as fast as I could down the hallway, when BAM!" he paused for dramatic effect. "I ran straight into Tsunade-sama. I quickly ran back here and hid." Gaara explained, out of breath.

"Poor you." Sai remarked sarcastically.

"Shut up!" Gaara replied.

"So, Sasuke," Shikamaru asked, "What is our soccer team's name?"

"Rosita Plums." he replied. A long silence followed.

"Are you serious?" Neji broke the silence.

"It's better than Marmalade Peaches." Sasuke murmured.

"Why do we always have to be named after fruits?" Chouji mumbled.

"BECAUSE FRUITS ARE YOUTHFUL!" Lee yelled. Everyone ignored his comment.

"Well, at least we get the colors purple and black!" Sasuke said enthusiastic. Everyone groaned. "Hey! What's wrong with purple and black?"

"Just because they're your favorite color combination, teme, doesn't mean that the rest of us like it." Naruto whispered in his ear.

"Deal with it, amigos." Sasuke proclaimed, shutting his MacBook Air. He stood up in his chair. "Cuz remember, we have the best soccer team out of this whole school! So, suck it up!" he finished, and sat back down. The room went silent.

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Suddenly, the door opened, and in came Kakashi-sensei.

"Sorry, class. A black cat crossed my path-" he started.

"LIAR!" Naruto yelled, standing on top of his desk.

"Very nice, Naruto." Kakashi remarked sarcastically. "Well, anyways, welcome back to Konoha Academy, where dreams really don't come true."

The class erupted into cheers, complete with a standing ovation and confetti. Blinding white lights penetrated the classroom, like on the finale of American Idol.

"Alright! Alright!" Kakashi-sensei shouted. The cheering stopped abruptly, and the confetti fell to the floor. The lights shut off, and everyone could thankfully see again. "Thank you. Well, you're all in my homeroom, because you have PACE, or the gifted program. (An- This is the name of my gifted program, FTW.) So ya. Don't worry, and be happy."

A cricket chirped.

"And now we get to play a get to know you game!" he exclaimed with fake enthusiasm. It was returned with fake enthusiastic cheers. Everyone got out of their seats, and stood in a circle in the front of the room.

"Okay. First, you say your name, then something about you. Get it? Got it? Good." Kakashi explained quickly. He sat at his desk, put up his feet, and started to read his perverted orange book.

"Pervert." Naruto muttered.

"I'm Naruto and I love RAMEN!" he exclaimed. The rest followed in suite, stating something they like and their name. (An- You know the characters! I shouldn't have to write this out.)

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When they were finished, the bell rang. Sakura checked her schedule. She smiled as she caught sight of the big black letters Hinata had written on it, telling who in her Advisory was in each class with her.

"That's sweet." Sakura cooed to herself. She checked her next class.

She had AP History next with Iruka-sensei, ala Naruto, Neji, and Temari.

"Well, don't remember who they are." Sakura commented lightly, although they had just played the get-to-know-you game less than a minute before.

So happily, Sakura skipped off to her locker, obliviously to the world surrounding her.

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Yes. I am happily aware that the ending of this chapter sucks (as does the entire chapter.)

It will be better next time. (If you review, that its.)