Disclaimer-I don't own Naruto. Kishimoto-sensei, can't I buy just one?!

How do you like it so far? Please tell me, Fiddles is feeling especially emo today!

Gaara- When do I make an appearance?

Tsuki- Very soon, my pet, very soon.

Gaara- I'm not your pet! Woman!

Tsuki- Mlah! Man!

Dreamer

Chapter One

So, now you know the most of my story. I'm an ugly-brainy chick with a crush on the world's hottest guy. Yet, by some wonderful, very welcomed twist of fate, we ended up in the same group for the project.

The bell rang before Kakashi could give us our group assignments. He promised to give us them next class. But that was okay with me. I got the satisfaction of seeing most the girls, and Ino herself, walk, or, stampede up to Kakashi so that they could switch groups with me. As usual, Kakashi had made his final decision and told them that he wasn't trying to take their 'Sasuke-dearest' away, but the groups were only made as they were in interest of group dynamics. Yet, they were all too stupid to get this, and stomped away, high-heels clicking against the linoleum floor of the class room.

I eventually stood and walked towards the door after the she-heard had cleared out and away, to find Hinata standing dutifully by the door, smiling meekly at me.

Now, I have to tell you about Hinata. She is the coolest girl I have ever known. She comes from a rich family that got its money from their optometry firm, Byagugan Inc. Despite being super rich, she is actually super nice. And, I didn't know this until my freshman year. We didn't talk much before then. Actually, she didn't really talk at all. She was always following around under the shadow of her elder cousin, Neji. Hinata isn't what you would call popular.

She's really pretty though. Dark long hair, prettily pale, exotic white eyes (some people think she's blind, but she's not), and almost better curves than Ino. She's also a D38. She is huge, crazy huge. If she was a little more outgoing, she would have guys following her everywhere, even Naruto, her long time crush.

Yeah, Hinata has a crush on that dumb kid Naruto I told you about earlier. I asked her what she saw in him, but all she said was that he gave her the will to believe in her self again. I don't know how. (He's not even all that attractive!)

So anyways, I walked up to Hinata who was standing at the door like a soldier on guard duty.

"S-Sakura," I didn't want to wince, but her stutter sometimes bothered me, "I-I'm so happy for you!"

I grinned, "Yeah I know. Did you see the theatrics those girls pulled, just so they could be in Sasuke's group? It was really a riot. One of them started balling. I almost peed myself!" I laughed a little. "So, what's for lunch?"

"I-I was th-thinking that maybe we could go to the park, or head over to that Chinese place." Surprisingly, she glared at some guy who bumped shoulders with her in the hall, "Watch it!" The guy turned around surprised, grinned, and walked away, punching his friend in the shoulder.

"Whoa, Hinata," I was halfway between a bemused grin and my 'holy-shit' face, "What was that? Are you okay? I've never seen you act like that." I poked her in the shoulder as she lowered her head, embarrassed, "Don't worry. You should've seen the look that guy gave you. He looked like he was going to shit him self scared!"

Hinata looked up at me, smiling timidly, "Really?"

"Really," I grinned to comfort her, "So, how about some Chinese?

"I'll see you tomorrow!" I waved to Hinata as I climbed out of the backseat of her limo. She always drove me home on Mondays. It was a tradition, ever since my mom took on extra shifts at the hospital.

So, I made the routine check up the stairs to our apartment. The metal mesh clanged away under my loafers, sending a chill up my spine. I always felt like these rickety old stairs would one day break out from under me and I would fall away to my concrete death. Yet, they fail to execute the plan of which I knew they were capable of, and they let me climb them all the way up to apartment 34D. I pulled the chain from around my neck that my key hung on and unlocked the door. "Mom?" I called, even though I knew she wasn't home. It was force of habit. I spotted her paper reply on a table right inside the front door. Slipping off my shoes, I dropped my bag and retrieved it.

Sweetie,

There are leftovers in the fridge, so what ever you want is fine. Don't make your dear old mom anything; I'll eat before I come home. Do your homework, and please don't go to bed too late.

I love you!

Mom

I smiled; there was never a day where there wasn't a note on the little table. I clamored further into the house, mumbling my homework assignments to my self. It was then the phone rang. Now, normally the phone doesn't ring, and if it does, it's for my mom. So, it's understandable if I rushed to answer the phone, is it not?

"Hello?" I tried to compose myself, I sounded out of breath, "Hello, this is the Haruno residence, may I ask who is calling?"

"You don't have to sound so formal."

I frowned, "Ino?"

"The one and only," She sounded cocky, even over the telephone, "So, I was wondering…"

"I'm not switching groups so you can be with Sasuke. This is my one stroke of good luck, and you're not going to ruin it!" I tried to growl for effect, but it came out like more of a hiccup.

"Look, Sakura," That was the first time I'd heard her use my name in years, "I know this is the first time we've talked since…forever, but I'm sick of this stupid rivalry. It's getting old, and, truthfully, I miss you."

I rolled my eyes. This felt like one of those old teen movies where friends aren't friends, but then by some strange twist of fate, become best buddies again, I felt that I should be cautious, "So? What's with the sudden change of heart? This isn't like you Ino."

"I just wanna help, okay?" She sent an agitated sigh through the receiver, "Since I didn't get Sasuke, I think I should help you at least have a chance! Now, before I get too pissed off, meet me in front of your house. Twenty minutes. And, before you come, change out of your school uniform. It is so not fashionable."

"Wait!" She hung up on me before I could even respond, "What was I supposed to wear?" I angrily dialed Hinata's number.

"S-s-so, Ino will be here when?"

I looked over at my clock, "I've got five minutes to get changed, and I don't know what to wear! I don't even have any money-!" I heard the door slam open.

Hinata squeaked, terrified, "S-Sakura, w-what was that?" Her voice was hushed in terror. Her small hands grasped around my arm tightly, slowly cutting off the circulation.

"I-I don't know. B-But," I stood, dragging Hinata behind me, "Let's go check it out." As I exited my bedroom door, I grabbed a metal baseball bat that sat beside my door. I raised it silently, one handed. As, my other hand was occupied with my frightened friend, "Come out now," I grabbed a phone with the Hinata occupied hand with much difficulty, "Or I will call the cops!"

"Holy crap Sakura, is that how you greet your friends now? A metal bat and a cop's threat?"

I nearly threw the baseball bat at my intruder I was so pissed, "Ino! You could've at least knocked, or said something! Hinata here is scared to death." I looked back and she was slowly letting go of my arm and pulling the bat from my hand. I wiggled my dead arm to get the blood moving and released the bat with the other arm.

"I thought I told you not to wear your school uniform! Didn't you listen?" She dragged me towards my room, Hinata following in our wake, baseball bat clanging behind her.

"I didn't know what to wear!"

A few hours later, twenty changes of clothing, and a note to my mother, Ino, Hinata, and I were traveling around the mall, bags upon bags in our hands.

"Ino, are you done now?" I whined, looking at Hinata with sad, tired eyes. The look was reciprocated, "I'm tired and I need to get home, I'm starving!"

Ino hushed us, with a hand holding five shopping bags, "Shush, we'll eat in a bit. Anyways, that was just your two's wardrobe." She looked back at us, grinning a malicious little smile, "We still have your appearance to work on!"

Hinata let loose a groan, "I-I thought this was for S-Sakura, not me."

"I'm feeling charitable!" Ino waved as she walked by a group of boys, who all looked after her adoringly. "Anyways, here we are!" She handed her bags to a lady as we walked into a salon, "Yamanaka, party of three." The woman moved to stop our entry, we were usual customers, "Don't hassle them, they're with me." She grabbed our bags and handed them to a man who had appeared from behind a curtain, "Do hold these bags somewhere until we leave, please?" She winked at the tall, bald man.

"Yes miss." He and the woman disappeared behind those same curtains, "Ino, what are we doing here?"

"Getting you and Hinata here a hair cut," She dragged to a row of seats, "Take your seats ladies, and prepare to be pampered!"

I sighed. Ino sounded like one of those cheesy actresses from those old movies. Pampered, right, like someone pulling at your hair and scraping at your face with tweezers was being papered. But, when my hair stylist came up from behind (not what you think!) and began to wash my hair, I almost fell asleep.

"Miss, where would you like your hair cut to?"

"I don't want my hair cut," I replied sleepily.

"Well, it's what you're paying for."

"Alright then, what ever you think is best." And as I closed my eyes, she went to work on my hair with her scissors. I didn't think she cut off that much when she did, I just thought I had a lot of hair to work with. I pretended not to notice how much lighter my head felt as she came around the front to work on my bangs. I could hear Ino and Hinata squealing. With one final 'snip', she asked me to open my eyes. And I couldn't believe what I was seeing. To remedy, I grabbed my glasses and almost cried.

"S-Sakura?"

"Oh my god, your hair looks too cute!"

"I-I look," I studied my reflection for a moment longer, "I-I look like a pink haired emo kid!" I pulled at the pink strands that now hung above my shoulders. I gingerly touched the bangs sweeping across my forehead, wondering how I was going to explain this all to my mother. "Oh my god…oh my god…I look…" I paused, and opened and closed my mouth until the word processed, "good."

Ino and Hinata squealed, jumping out of their chairs to hug me, "We knew you'd like it!"

"Hinata?" I looked up at her happy face, "You were in on this?" I watched her frown, smile, and then look as if she were about to cry.

"Y-Yes, I-I-I was. I-I-I just w-want y-you t-to get-!" I cut her off.

"It's okay," I turned away from her, trying to suppress my happiness, "I get it." Apparently she took it the wrong way, because she broke out a stuttering chorus of 'I'm so sorry'. I turned back to face her, and began to laugh, "Thank you, so much you guys!"

Ino rolled her eyes at our theatrics, "Okay girls, let's get going, we still have a full agenda to keep to!"

I clamored through the front door, penniless, exhausted, yet…abnormally happy. After the salon, we hit a few more stores, a restaurant, and the eye glass store to get me some contacts of which Ino had preordered for me. Dropping a bag or two, I locked the front door and moved into my room, where I dropped the rest of my bags and climbed into bed.

I couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Tomorrow…

I woke up to my alarm clock and took a shower, like I did normally. But, instead of being in and out of the bathroom, I paused to take a look at my self in the mirror, with my new contacts in. And, may I say, it was a welcomed change. I looked younger, more my age, yet, more sophisticated and pretty. I loved it.

What I worried about though, was my mother's reaction. She'd notice the contacts right off the bat, I knew that. Maybe, I could wear a hat so she wouldn't see my hair. No…she'd notice my bangs. Crap. So, without any options, I slipped into my school uniform and walked heavily towards the kitchen. And, when I arrived, I readied myself for fire.

"Saku-ra?" My mother squealed, very much like Hinata and Ino. "Sakura, my baby, Ino did such a good job!" She rushed over and hugged me tightly. "I can't believe it!" She pulled back to hold me at arm's length, "You look so beautiful!"

"Mom?"

"Yes dear?"

"You were in on it, weren't you?"

"Well, I wouldn't say that I wasn't…"

"Mom…" I whined, "Give me a straight answer. I'm not going to be mad. I just wanna know!"

"Well, if you must," She let me go to tend to the eggs on the stovetop, "I was. Actually, it was my idea. I contacted Ino, and let Hinata in." She turned around after scooping the folded egg onto a plate, "I thought you needed a confidence boost, sweetie. Also, it was good for the three of you. Hinata gained a new friend, and I think you regained an old one."

I smiled at my mother's genius. Now I knew where mine came from, "Yeah, I think you're right."

"Now eat before your breakfast gets cold!"

When I stepped through the doors of the school, I was a nervous wreck. I wasn't nervous that people might not like what they saw, but what Sasuke might think of my new 'look'. I wanted to pee myself, and I almost did.

"Sakura!"

I turned, a look of complete and utter dread on my face.

"Sakura, what's wrong with you," Ino took me by the shoulders and shook, "Get a hold of yourself, you look like you're going to puke!" I mumbled my worry, "What? You're…what? I didn't hear." I mumbled again, "What?"

"I'm going to puke if you keep shaking me!" I yelled. The commotion around us stopped, "What are you all looking at?! This isn't the circus!" I watched them turn and move on. "Ino," She looked at me, a strange proud look on her face. She must've liked my out burst. Looking down at my shoes, and sighed and confined in her, "What if Sasuke doesn't like my new look?"

Ino rolled her eyes, "Like he couldn't. You look gorgeous! I would know." She bumped her hip into mine as we began to stroll down the hallway, "And if he doesn't like it, well…then he's an insignificant asshole, now isn't he?"

I smiled, "Yeah, I guess you're right." I frowned again, "What if he thinks that the sudden makeover thing is too movie like…because it is…and it turns him off?"

Ino rolled her eyes, "Whatever. If he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. He's such a cold fish you won't be able to tell!"

I nodded, "Yeah. By the way, have you seen Hinata?"

"No, why?"

"She's usually found-oh my god." I stopped walking and grabbed Ino's arm. She squawked a 'what the hell'. "Look, over there," I pointed in a northward direction, "Hinata…she…she's flirting!"

Ino laughed, "I guess she's not the only one who gained a little confidence."

I smiled, "She must've gained a lot of confidence, because look who she's flirting with." I pointed, "It's Naruto."

"What about him?"

"Hinata's like him since the first grade." I grinned, I felt happier than I ever had. Which made me even happier, because it wasn't a selfish happy, it was all for Hinata, "And, all that love and devotion may actually pay off."

Ino smiled, "Wouldn't that be nice if that happened for all of us?"

"Yeah."

"That was kinda emo."

"Really emo."

We laughed, and it felt so good.

By the time first period started, I was floating on air with my unselfish happy, and by the end of the period, I was a nervous wreck again, thanks to all the questions and comments about my new appearance.

A lot of them were nice, but the rest (all made by girls) were laced with malice and everlasting hate. And so, when I walked into Kakashi's classroom, I was shaking so bad that I dropped all of my things. So flustered was I, that I let out an unbelievably loud gasp of frustration.

"Wow, you're really pissed today-whoa."

I looked up cheeks red and eyes wild, "Huh?" Our eyes met, yet nothing sparked, nothing. Which was good, considering Naruto was Hinata's man; I wanted nothing to do with him. "What, are you going to make fun of me too, now that you can see more of my monster forehead?!"

He grinned, the smile stretching the skin of his tan face, "Naw. You just look great." He handed me the books that I had neglected to pick up while I was accusing him of making fun of me, "And anyways, I think the large forehead is cute."

I laughed, "You can't be serious."

"Yes I can," He winked at me, "I just choose not to be." Naruto stood and offered me his hand, "Yeah?"

I smiled at him and took the offered hand, "You know, you've changed a lot over the years." I adjusted my books and looked up into his blue eyes, "You seem like you've grown up."

He scratched at the back of his blonde head, grinning that stupid fox grin of his, "Or maybe, I just decided to let the grown up side show." Naruto looked over my shoulder and his grin grew even wider, if that was possible at all. "Hinata!" He stopped and turned back his head to look in my direction, "See you in class Sakura!"

I smiled and waved, "Yeah, don't be late."

And he wasn't late. When the bell rang, Naruto bounced through the door and ran towards his taken seat, and before he could realize it, ended up in Inuzuka Kiba's lap.

"Look, Naruto, man, I'm not gay. Right?"

Naruto grinned up at Kiba and pulled himself up, "You know you enjoyed it." He waved, picked up his book bag and proceeded to walk towards the empty seat to my right. "Hey Sakura, what's up?" He set his book bag on the floor and took a seat, "I wasn't late today, I got here right as the bell rang. Did you see that?"

I giggled, and looked back to Kiba, whose face was red from shouting rude profanities in Naruto's direction. "Yeah, I saw." I looked back to Naruto, "You know, maybe Kiba is gay, because he's rather defensive about the whole thing."

Naruto laughed, loudly. He placed his arm over the back of my seat to assist with the looking over his shoulder to Kiba, "Did you hear that? Sakura here believes you aregay! Why else would you get so defensive?"

Kiba pounded his fists on his desk and stood, "Well you're little lesbian friend should just keep her trap shut, because she has no room to talk! Her and that little Hyuga girl make a cute couple no?"

My face turned red with the laughter of the class. I wanted to spring across the room and wring his neck. How dare he?! Implying that not alone was Ilesbian, but Hinata! I stood and turned around, furious, but before I could explode, cool words flowed from a source only know as Uchiha Sasuke.

"Now Inuzuka…that is no way to speak to a lady. Just because you don't want people to know what you do in bed with guys, you don't have to insult her sexuality because of it."

The cause of red on my face flowed from anger to embarrassment. Sasuke thought I was a lezbo!

Naruto decided that it was time to put his penny into the thought bin, "And for you're information, Hinata is not a homo! We happen to be dating!"

Kiba leaned back in his stance and placed a fist casually on his hip. If I wasn't so pissed at him, I would've said he looked cool. "That doesn't change a thing Naruto."

I could've sworn Naruto's eyes glowed red with furry, "Why you-!" He pounced over the desks and jumped onto Kiba, landing a fist on his face. I let loose a little squeal. I'd never seen anyone so mad at a simple insult. "You're." Punch, "Such." Punch, "A," Punch, "BASTARD-!" He went to punch Kiba's bloodied face again, but a fist sneaked up and punch him in the gut. Naruto gasped for air and fell back. Kiba took no time and sat up, grabbing Naruto's collar. Kiba began an assault on Naruto's face, blooding his nose and lip, by this time, a mob had formed around the two, crying 'fight, fight'! I was beginning to get a headache, and this was not good. Kakashi sensei had picked a horrible day to be late. Suddenly, I was pushed out of the circle, and into the center of the fight. Naruto and Kiba had stood, and were circling each other like dogs. As they sent punches towards each other, I took the initiative and bounded in between them, first punching Kiba for the insult with an uppercut, and then pushing Naruto to the ground to stamp out his blind furry.

"God." I wiped my brow, and then realized that I was being stared at. "What?" The whole class looked horror struck, "What?" I then realized that it wasn't me they were staring at. It was Ms. Tsunade, the blonde, triple D headmaster. Crap.

"Well, Ms. Haruno, I'm glad you stopped the fight, but now I must ask thethree of you to come with me to my office."

I groaned, this day sucked. And worst of all, Sasuke was smiling in the corner, shaking his head at what I believed to be my stupidity.

"So, since the other two are nursing injured mouths, I must ask you what just happened Ms. Haruno."

I gulped. She looked to threatening, looming over her mahogany desk, hands folded and eyes leering at us. "W-Well, Naruto was late," I started to talk faster out of nervousness, "And he stumbled onto Kiba. And then after he got up and sat somewhere else, Kiba started to insult the two of us and Hyuga Hinata."

"What did he say about you three?"

"He called Naruto a girl as well as gay, and Hinata and I lesbians."

Instead of focusing on the three of us, Ms. Tsunade focused her glare in on Kiba, "I'm glad that she can vouch for your maturity over the situation, please continue Ms. Haruno." She then muttered something about lame insults.

"Well, Naruto then pounced across the desks, and punched Kiba. A mob formed, they really got into it, and then I was pushed into the center ring. I decided since I was in there, and likely to get hit, I might stop the fight at hand, which I did so by pushing Naruto and punching Kiba for calling me a lesbian."

Tsunade clapped her hands, "Well then, Mr. Uzumaki, Mr. Inuzuka," she stood and opened the green curtains of her wood-walled office, "You will both receive a week's worth detention, and details will be given to you later. Once I sort them out." She looked back and the three of us menacingly. "Ms. Haruno. As much as I don't want to, and although this may be your first offence, you will also be joining these two hooligans in detention. Now, Inuzuka, Uzumaki, out. Haruno, I need to talk to you, alone."

Kiba and Naruto scrambled over each other to get back to get out. "Get back to class!" Tsunade yelled after them, closing her door. "Now, I have to say," She looked at me, smiling gently, "That was one hell of a punch. You cracked Inuzuka's jaw."

Although I shouldn't have, I grinned, "Really?"

"Yes," Tsunade sat on her desk, "Now, I'm going to have to call your mother, I just though I might warn you about that. But, I also need to talk to you about some scholarship offers and some universities that are interested in you."

"Okay…"

When a walked back into class, I met a round of applause that made me feel like I was at a rock concert and the band had just finished their fortieth encore. I looked at the students, who were all smiling my way, clapping, hooting, pounding on desks, and stomping on the floor. Then, I looked behind me, to make sure it was my self they were clapping at. I smiled when all that greeted my face was the closed wooden door. I turned back to face the still cheering class and walked, or rather, floated back to my desk. I knew I shouldn't have been happy about what had just happened, after all, I had just received a week's worth of detention. Yet, when I saw Sasuke smirking and lazily clapping along, I decided to soak it all up.

When I finally took my seat between Naruto and Sasuke, Kakashi approached my desk. The whole class grew silent and a chorus of 'shh's' echoed around the room so they could hear what transpired between Kakashi and I.

"Miss Haruno," He cleared his throat, and then proceeded with what he had to say. And, I have to admit, I was going out of my mind with how curious I was with what he was about to say, "From what I heard, you delivered one hell of an uppercut to Inuzuka's jaw- by the way, where is he?"

Ino, to strangely observant one, raised her hand, "Inuzuka was called down to the office, his mother showed up to take him to the hospital, for a cracked jaw."

Kakashi, as far as I could tell, grinned at me, "Well, then, Miss Haruno, wherever did you learn to execute an attack with that much strength?"

The class cheered again. And I blushed, unable to form words in my mouth. I smiled nervously at Kakashi, and he got the message to just carry on with the class. And he did just that. I took that time, where he was reviewing what I already knew, to calm my self.

"Psst…Sakura!"

I looked to my side, to where Naruto sat, and raised my eyebrow.

He cupped his hand over his mouth, "That was great; you have to teach me that-!"

"Naruto," Kakashi called, back turned to the class, "Do you have a question? I'm sure you don't have to bother Sakura, I really am a capable teacher."

"N-No." His hand flew to the back of his head, "I-I'm fine, really."

Kakashi went back to writing on the chalkboard, lecturing the class on something or another. I had zoned-out so long, I didn't even know what he was talking about. I turned my head back to Naruto, who had ripped a piece of paper from his note book and had begun to write furiously upon it. He slipped the paper my way and looked up at me, urging me to read it with his eyes. Plus, he was lip syncing 'read it!' to me.

Dude, you have to teach me that uppercut! It was freaking sweet!

I smiled. What a guy…

So anyways, I don't get this stuff, you wanna tutor me? I really don't get this at all, and I can't afford another low grade, my god dad will kill me! Please! Please, please, please…

The 'please'es went on for a good half of the page. I shook my head, how could I refuse an ailing student, especially one so stupid and half witted, yet strangely adorable at one Uzumaki Naruto? I read the end of the note-

ALSO! I'm having a party with some friends this weekend, you wanna come?

How could I say no? I was never invited places or parties; this was the first time in like…ever. Also, if it was a party with friends, Sasuke was bound to be there! Yay! So, I told him I'd come to the party, and as much as I wasn't sure that it was a good idea, I said I'd tutor him as well.

When I handed the note back to Naruto, he hissed out a little 'yes' and scribbled so furiously on the paper, that I thought he might burn a hole through it. He slid it back to be, his eyes glued to Kakashi's back.

'What was Kakashi explaining?' I thought. It was taking forever. I read the new addition to the note.

Wear clothes for ice skating. And if you have ice skates, bring them! We're going to meet at my house and then go to the park, and then get something to eat! Here's my address and phone number-

I copied down his address and number in my planner, and made a little note to remember to ask my mother. I read through the end of the note, which consisted of many 'thank you's and smiled.

Kakashi turned away from the board, which looked almost completely white from all the notes he had written down, "Any questions?"

As soon as I walked through the door, I dropped my book bag by the door, kicked off my shoes, and slid into the kitchen. (Wood floors are marvelous, aren't they?) "Mom?" I called out routinely.

"Sakura," Came the unexpected response, "Are you home?"

"Mom? Where are you?" I scratched my head, wondering why she was home so early. I began to walk towards her room, where I used to find her when she didn't work all hours of the day.

"In my-!" I walked through her bed room door to find her sitting on her bed in her stockings, nurses gown and cap, and eating chocolate fudge ice cream. I could knew she was watching the late afternoon soaps, I was standing right next to the TV.

"Mom? What are you doing home so early?" I walked over to the bed and jumped in beside her. I stuck my finger in the ice cream and asked, "You're never home this early!"

"Well, I said I was feeling sick, so they sent me home. After all, new born babies get sick so easily." She smiled at me, "I knew easily sick babies would help me fake it!" She giggled girlishly. "I wanted to go out and see a movie tonight!"

"But mom, it's a school night!" I licked the melting ice cream off my finger, "Didn't you say no staying out to late on school nights?" I dipped my finger in the ice cream, only to get it swatted away.

"There's another tub for you in the freezer, Sakura." She smiled, and I smiled. My mom always thought of every thing, "And it's your favorite." I kissed my mom on the cheek, "Anyway, I think we should go see that new movie in it with that actor you like so much, what's his name…Tsukekuro?"

I squealed, "Really?"

"Really!" She squealed right back at me, "Tonight seven' o'clock."

"Okay- oh mom!" I sat up on the bed and looked at my mom, "A kid from my class is having a party on Saturday and he wants me to come, can I? I need some ice skates though."

My mom smiled so big, I thought she was going to split her face in half, "Well I guess we're going ice skate shopping too!"

And by then, I forgot entirely that Ms. Tsunade was going to call my mom.

Chapter uno! How did you like, Fiddles and I want to know. Plz review!!

Chapter Two will be up as soon as I get it done! I'm hoping it'll include Lee! Yay!

Ja!