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A/n: Chapter 2, people! Ger ready!
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7. Trigemini
8. Elegant destruction
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Summary: What exactly should a romantic story be? Must there be damsels in distress and knights in shining armor? Must there be a slave who yearns true love, and a prince who takes her away from her cruel fate? Yes, many stories of love is nearly like a fairytale, ending happily ever after. But this one… is not one those.
A showbiz heart throb. A perfectly gorgeous and rich girl. What a wonderful fairytale ending it would be.
WRONG.
For this one moment in a life time, hell will break lose.
Are you ready?
You'd better be.
Love Story
By: ang3Lix
Chapter title: the other end of the world
You cry not because you are weak. You cry because it proves you're still alive.
Loud and heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway. The bell had rung a few minutes ago, and so all the students had entered their respective classes.
A 15 year old with auburn hair and night blue eyes stopped at the sight of the principal's door. In his left cheek, a purplish-blue bruise was sported, as well as a few scratches and bumps. His nose, looking how disfigured and bent it was, seemed to be broken. A little blood stained his shirt. He looked as if he was going to erupt. If it wasn't the human world, smoke would be blowing out of his ears right now.
A simple sign hung on the metal doorknob, with a not-so-simple message.
Principal's office. Do you really want to experience hell so much! Then go on and enter the goddamned room! I'll make sure you'd want a rendezvous with the devil instead!
The boy mentally shuddered. The principal was one of the scariest people to walk on earth. She had a few troubles in finding her inner peace, if she ever had one. No one can blame her, Konoha High was simply too rough. Students here are not calm and collected—they are devils in their very own hells. The janitor was enough to drive anyone crazy—and she had to manage the whole school. If her looks can kill, everyone would be dead a hundred times.
He ignored the sign and turned the knob open.
A blond woman sat in her desk, where stacks of piled papers lie naturally on the wooden surface. Her eyes departed from one of the documents in her hands and snapped up towards the seething male infront of her. She raised a quizzical yet irritated brow.
" Did you not see the note outside?" she asked.
" I did, and it doesn't matter." He growled.
" Akazawa Kentarou. What do you want?" she asked through gritted teeth. He was one perfect examples of why she wanted this whole high school burned down and swept away by metro aids.
Annoying little jackass.
" Those group of bastards and that queen bitch hit me on the face. They should be kicked out!" he shouted angrily, pointing at the nasty bruise on his face.
" Haruno Sakura declined what you had offered. You were just being one stubborn moron who had to be so friggin' persistent!" she yelled back suddenly. Kentarou took a small step back. Just for a precaution.
This situation was far too familiar. Other males, just like Kentarou, had barged inside her office because of the same reason. They should have know messing around with Haruno Sakura also meant messing around with the most dangerous guys in the school. Kentarou's appearance was a little pleasant in her standards. The others suffered a much worse fate.
" What I did and what I had offered is not your business, Tsunade-sensei." He growled, looking away.
She rubbed her left arm, a fetish she had to keep herself calm. She breathed out a sigh as she turned to him again.
" I can't do that. You do know that their parents has a great influence on the owners of the school. But I'll talk to them." She stated, her hands entwined together.
" I WON'T ACCEPT THAT DAMNED ANSWER!"
" GO BACK TO YOUR CLASS YOU DUMB ASS!"
General science was not that boring for Haruno Sakura. To tell the truth, she liked the subject. It just made her feel very sleepy, for the fact that she already knew all of these lessons they were discussing. She had the slight interest of reading in advance. It left her with the opportunity to wallow through her thoughts.
She knew that she, and others, are going to get into trouble. Just before their chemistry class, Akazawa Kentarou had asked her out.
o-O-o
Flashback
o-O-o
" Come on, it's gonna be fun." He tried to assure her.
But she never was.
She didn't like this guy at all.
For all she know, he was an insensitive little bastard who had gone through many women.
" No thank you." She tried to be polite.
One thing she tried to learn how to be.
" I really should get going Kentarou-san. I have classes." A hint of sarcasm dripped out of her words.
Arms shot out on either of her sides, trapping her in between.
Now she was angry.
Ass-kicking time.
" Do you think I'll get that for an answer?"
She made a silent yet distinct noise.
Kentarou felt a hand rest on his cheek.
He felt the sides of his mouth upturn into a small smirk.
I knew she wanted me.
A small twinkle was present in her emerald eyes.
" Kentarou… I think…" she whispered,
" Yeah, I know, you love me?" he supplied arrogantly, reaching out to place his hand on her hip.
Her smile dropped into a frown dangerously.
" You're a moron." She finished.
Her hand left his cheek as it curled into a ball. It soared into the air, landed heavily and made hard contact with his nose. He instantly felt his cartilages break and tear as his finger shot up to stop the bleeding.
" You self absorbed ass! You try to pull that crap again, I'll make sure it's not only your nose that's broken!" she began to walk away furiously when he spoke in a squeezed up tone. His fingers where upon his bleeding nose.
" You… you bitch! You should—"
Unfortunately, he wasn't able to finish his statement. A strong arm grabbed his color fiercely, forcing him to look straight into a pair of white, frightening eyes. He regretted such gesture. He gulped the lump that formed unintentionally in his throat.
" You do NOT talk to her like that. I do NOT allow it. Do that again and I'll have your ass up and out of the way." He seethed, his iron grip on his collar tightening severely. " Dig?"
" Hey! So do we! You're hogging up all the fun, Neji." A cheery voice called from behind him.
Oh god… the whole group is in here.
" What did he do?" Kiba asked, cracking his knuckles noisily.
" He's an arrogant little shit." He muttered, shoving the limp body into a wall. " And he asked her out." He added simply.
" Aa." Shino muttered, his arms, which were folded across his chest a while ago, fell from the position.
" How dare you! Taking control of Sakura-san's youth!" Lee shouted, a raving fire dancing in his eyes. He stroke a pose. Everyone nearly fell over.
" You made a very wrong decision, punk." Naruto said, walking closer to the trapped male. " You see, here's the drift. You mess with our little Sakura," he said, patting her head,
" Hey!" she complained loudly, swatting his hand away playfully.
Naruto chuckled before continuing. " You mess with the entire group."
" Troublesome little jerk." Shikamaru mumbled, holding up three fingers, as if counting. " We start at three. In one, you'll probably die." He said simply, as if it was an unimportant subject.
" Three." Shikamaru started.
" Two." Naruto continued.
Kentarou was literally shaking. He ditched his manly exterior.
" One." Neji ended.
" Halt!" a voice said.
Sakura stood beside Neji, who had his fist already up in the air and curled into a tight ball. Her left hand was up, parallel to her shoulder, clearly stating 'stop'. She looked like a traffic enforcer with what she was doing.
" What?" he hissed out, practically annoyed.
Sakura held out her index finger and poked the tip of Kentarou's nose. He winced in pain. " See this?" she asked in an optimistic tone.
" Broken nose…" Neji mused, lowering his fist slightly.
" Yup. Now, let it go, Neji-san. I bet you'll get into trouble for this." she warned, shaking her finger. " Remember we have Chemistry classes. Iruka-sensei will get mad if we were late. He'll think Kakashi-sensei's traits has rubbed off on us."
All of them, including Neji, were skeptical. They didn't let this kind of guy wander around in public, pulling the same crap on every other girl. But his nose looked horrible… he probably wouldn't have any history after Sakura's hit.
Not only that, but the girl's eyes.
Damn those big green eyes! All of them cursed mentally, seeing her pull off the cute-puppy-dog look.
It was… kinda cute, actually.
" Fine…" he muttered, releasing Kentarou's lapel, letting him slide off. " Fine…" he murmured again, shoving his hands inside his pockets.
Sakura beamed. " Good! Let's go!"
And off they went, leaving the bloody-nosed boy cursing under his breath.
From afar, they looked nothing more but fan boys following a gorgeous girl around.
But people knew better than to think of that.
They were, to tell the truth, the most dangerous group to walk on the marbled floor of Konoha High.
o-O-o
" … materials density greater than the heavy liquid will submerge, while the one with less density will rise to the surface. So, what does 'heavy liquid' mean after all? Haruno-san?" Iruka asked her, placing his book on the table.
She didn't answer.
" Haruno-san?"
No answer.
" Haruno-san!" he called loudly, making Sakura jump on her seat.
" What?" she asked, looking around.
She is still a child, after all…
He breathed out a long sigh. " Answer the question, Sakura."
" Oh. That. These are thick fluids or solutions applied to divide substances of various densities through their buoyancy." She said simply.
Not one glance at her book.
She was truly an amazing student.
" Good. Very good. Bring out your notebooks, copy the notes on the board." Iruka saw the principal's assistant poke her head through the opened door. He didn't bother asking.
" Hyuuga, Uzumaki, Nara, Aburame, Lee and Inuzuka. To the principal's office." He called out lazily.
Of course, them. He had memorized their surnames because of their regular trip to Tsunade's office, which was considered as hell when it come to students. Almost all of them ended up fearing the woman. Except for this group.
Sakura casted them a worried glance, knowing it was because of the broken nose she had given to Kentarou. Though he deserved it, she should have been a little discreet…
Naruto gave her a small wink and an assuring smile before following the others out of the door.
The girl beside her, who thought she was the one being smiled and winked at, promptly turned beet red and slumped her head on her hand. She stared at space dreamily. Poor little girl.
" Wait!" she called out quite loudly than intended. She flushed and continued, " I'll go with them."
Iruka lifted a hand and did a simple hand gesture to let her out of the class, muttering words like 'you're probably in trouble as well'.
She got out of her seat and followed the other six through the hallway.
" That's the 24th this month." She grounded out.
She received no answer.
" 24th!" she shouted louder, trying to emphasize her point.
" And?" Naruto prodded, thinking the blond had more to say than the number of times they had been sent to the same room over and over again.
Tsunade banged her open palms on the wooden table, making the stacks of paper wobble dangerously. " Do you guys know how inked up and worn out your permanent records are! This is insane! You can't keep on beating up every guy that asks Haruno out!"
" We only beat up the guys who act like jackasses. If that boy, Kentarou right? If he just simply walked away after Sakura declined, he couldn't have been in that kind of trouble." Naruto pointed out.
" It doesn't matter how you do it!" she screeched, making the six of them wince at the sound of her voice.
" Damn, this is troublesome." Shikamaru muttered, his eyes drifting off to the open window.
" I'm afraid Tsunade-sensei's youth is fading away." Lee commented.
That was wrong.
Tsunade was indeed aging, and she was not fond of that. Her eyes burned of pure irritation. " YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS OVER WHAT ANTI-AGING PRODUCTS I USE!" she screamed at him, making Lee stumble back a couple of steps.
Before Lee could mutter any apology of some sort, the door bursted open, revealing a pink-haired girl.
Ah, yes.
Haruno Sakura.
" What are you doing here? You have a class, right?" Tsunade asked, breathing heavily.
Sakura walked up to her, and quickly explained. " Tsunade-sensei, it's not their fault. I did it. They did nothing at all, so please don't reprimand them." She paused. " again."
" Sakura, go back to your class." Neji muttered, scowling at her.
" No." she said firmly, rooted on the spot. " Tsunade-sensei?"
The principal was in deep thought. She unknowingly took her seat, her face showing analytical struggle over certain things. She muttered a few words under her breath. Then she turned her attention back to the group once more.
" Why?" she finally asked, curiosity getting the best of her.
" I don't like him." She stated. But then, she realized it might have sounded really bad, so by instinct, she added, " I saw him with another girl yesterday. He might have thought he can get away with two-timing."
An 'o' formed in Tsunade's mouth as she struggled to absorb the situation and make her final verdict.
" Fine. You all are free to go."
" I won't thank you." Neji said serenely, turning away.
" UCHIHA SASUKE, UCHIHA SASUKE, UCHIHA SASUKE!"
" OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!"
" I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!"
Hundreds, and hundreds… and HUNDREDS of them clumped together forming into one great wave of fanatical whelps.
" BE MY BOYFRIEND, BE MY BOYFRIEND, BE MY BOYFRIEND!" one screamed at the top of her lungs, her face beet red from excitement, the veins in her neck throbbing like mad.
A raven-haired, onyx-eyed pretty boy walked down the red carpet casually, trying hard to avoid all the arms that reached out for him. He gave them a small (not to mention forced) smile as the others who witnessed such act passed out. One girl hyperventilated, her mouth connected to a brown paper bag.
Physically, the short metal barrier that separated from and being crushed was beginning to break away, due to the massive force. He quickened his pace slightly.
His manager, Hatake Kakashi, walked towards him and accompanied him to the venue.
" Ready?" he whispered silently, that only the two of them could hear.
" Hn."
" I'll take that as a yes." He muttered hiding his grin.
Kakashi was certainly a talented man. Being a star himself during his younger days, he had acquired many talents and harnessed them into entering full stardom. But he found the job very uninteresting, so he gave up all the fame he got and became talent manager. When he was still living in Tokyo, he had stumbled upon many suitable candidates. He managed to pass through (by driving, of course) a private basketball court beside a colossal mansion. There, he saw Uchiha Sasuke, the son of two well-known business tycoons. He had asked for a meeting with the whole family and proposed his plan… and fortunately, they accepted.
And so, with hard work, here stood Sasuke, just like Kakashi was when he was younger.
Kakashi had a couple of attributes that made him stood out. One, his hair. It clearly defied the Newton's three laws of gravity. And second, his preferences of literature. Though he did it secretly, he had no intention of hiding that hobby infront of the Uchiha. While Sasuke found it extremely disturbing, Kakashi found it…well… very interesting.
The two of them made a two-door entrance only to be met by a flashes of light coming from a hundred cameras. Sasuke was used to such lighting, so he didn't mind about the flashes. he let himself be led to a long white table, and seated himself beside Kakashi. As soon as the interview session was officially started, the questions immediately started.
A man in his early thirties, started it off. " There had been a rumor that you are having an affair with your co-star, Hikaru Yukino. Is it true?" he asked sternly.
It irritated him.
He took the microphone from Kakashi, slightly shaking from what you call anger.
" No." he began. " that's just a rumor. Hikaru and I are just… good friends."
I don't even give a damn about her, you morons.
" I see." He answered back, unconvinced.
" The press had been hearing a lot of things lately. People said that you have decided to stop home-schooling and enter a real school. Your reaction, please."
Why do you shit heads always poke your heads into other people's business?
" That," he pause for a while, glancing at Kakashi. He simply nodded. " is true."
The once hushed silence that covered the room broke into pieces as the reporters began to mumble things and take notes on their notebooks.
" Does that mean you're quitting show business?"
" Did your parents decided this for you?"
" What is the school you chose to study at?"
Kakashi stood up and began to hush them up. " Please, one by one."
When the press finally fell into complete silence, Sasuke began to answer the said questions.
" For now, I think I can manage my career and my school work at the same time, because I don't have much projects to do, so leaving the business is not an option for me. My parents did push me into it, and I don't really found anything wrong with the suggestion. Being home-schooled is far different from entering a real one."
" The school I have to enter was decided by m parents as well. I'm planning to study at one of the biggest school in Japan, perhaps."
" It's called Konoha High."
TIRING… VERY TIRING.
I'll go to sleep.
Forever.
Nah, I'll wake up after 6 hours… that should do it.
Please read! (and review, if you guys have the time.)
ang3Lix.