The Lost Days – The Backseats by the Window


Challenge 1 : replacing the school bell with rock music. See photograph included.

The very first public challenge was made by Itachi, and was executed one week later by Sakura. The school's sound system was intruded and adjusted. It took three weeks until the system was restored, in the meantime the classes would start and end with the Rolling Stones. The photograph, signed by Sakura, shows Sakura standing next to the sound system which was marked with the drawing of a butterfly. There were no consequences for either of them, most likely because of their grades and behavior in class.


"Yamanaka, we have a new story, here's the file, take the Nara and the Akamichi with you and get some more information on this. I want more details, and I believe that you two are just the right people for this." Was said by a man who was currently busy smoking a cigarette, as he often was. The young blonde before him looked slightly surprised and opened the folder, which contained a photograph and a piece of paper with only a few words on it. When she looked at the photo, her eyes widened for a second before she grinned, and ran out of the office.

"Oi, Shika! Come on, we got something! You too, Choji!" She yelled at two men who were either sleeping or eating, but looked up when they heard their names.

"Troublesome… what is it this time? Some celebrity, a traffic accident?" said the man who looked up lazily at the blonde woman in front of him.

Ino smirked. "Better. If everything is correct…" She didn't finish her sentence, waiting for someone to ask her what she was talking about. Finally, Choji couldn't take it anymore.

"If everything is correct what?"

"The Butterflies are back."

After she spoke the four words, both of the men shot up from their chairs. "You sure, Ino?" Choji asked, grinning as he thought about the excitement their return would bring.

"Positive. Look at this photograph, who else could have done this?"

Said photograph was now being examined by the other man, who was looking slightly interested, which was very rare for him, considering how he seemed to be asleep most of the time. The photograph pictured a window, probably from a bus or a train or something, and on it a drawing and two sentences, both written by different persons. The man smirked. It seemed like Ino was right. The Butterflies were back.


"So what's the challenge?"

"You have to change the school bell so that it'll play music instead of… what it is that plays now. And you have to get proof that you did it."

"Hmm… I accept!"


A young woman, walking through empty hallways, her eyes looking at images from a time long gone. Memories came at her as she continued to walk until she stopped in front of the trophy cabinet, and looked at a photograph that was faded and torn at the edges by the claws of time. She grabbed a piece of paper from the backpack she was carrying on her back and wrote something on it with a black pen.


A week later the two teenagers were sitting in their seats in the back of the class, the boy reading a book but not really paying attention to the contents, and the girl looking out the window, an empty piece of paper on her desk.


The next day would be the first school day after the winter break, and already many students were gathering by the trophy cabinet. A second glance would prove that not only students, but also teachers were looking at the note that was placed on the glass.


"A few more minutes." She said, while, her attention shifting from the pale colored clouds to the boy in front of her, who closed his book and smiled slightly.


I, Haruno Sakura, challenge you, Uchiha Itachi!
Challenge : A Blast from the Past.
One week.


For several adults the note reminded them of their past, where notes such as the one before them could often be found at the exact same place. The emotions and memories that the note brought them differed from person to person.


Other early students walked in, not aware of what would happen in a few minutes.


For a blonde woman, accompanied by two men, it brought back memories of the girl that she saved from a few bullies once, and talked to every once and a while.


The teacher that just walked in started to organize his papers.


For a silver haired teacher, at the same time busy reading a certain orange book, it brought mixed emotions of anticipation and fear, recognizing the work of the two students that always seemed to be distracted in his class, all those years ago.


The girl looked on her watch. "Three – two – one."


For a young man with long black hair in a ponytail, it brought back too many emotions to recognize at once, but his face stayed the same, not betraying any emotions. A red gleam could be seen in his obsidian eyes.


"Don't question why she needs to be so free,
She'll tell you it's the only way to be.
She just can't be chained
To a life where nothing's gained
And nothing's lost
At such a cost"


After the bell rang, the students slowly made their way to their classes, followed by the teachers, all of them contemplating the note on the trophy cabinet. The silver haired teacher, followed by the young black haired man, walked into the art room, where only a few students were sitting.


The teacher, who was quite young even though his hair was already silver, almost choked on the coffee he was drinking when he heard Ruby Tuesday coming from the speakers. "The one time I'm early…" he muttered after regaining his capability to breathe.


"Alright class, listen up. We're having an intern for the next couple of months, so welcome him and treat him with more respect than you give me, okay? Please introduce yourself, mister…" He stopped, realizing that he'd never gotten the intern's name.


Students from every class began to whisper and on occasion laugh or frown, and even some of the teachers began to laugh. The Rolling Stones continued to blast through the speakers for three weeks when it was time for the classes to begin or start, until the school finally managed to shut it down. The ones responsible for the change were soon discovered, but not punished. Haruno Sakura, and…


The young man bowed slightly to the class, and smirked. "Good morning, I'm an old student from here and as Kakashi probably already knows my name is-"

Kakashi's eyes widened when he recognized the man.


Uchiha Itachi.


"Uchiha Itachi. Nice to meet you."