AU: Next chapter you'll find out who the mysterious man is

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO

Chapter 2

-8-

Today isn't going to be that bad. I thought walking into the class. My math teacher isn't here, and the supply teacher is Kakashi. All he ever does is read his perverted little porn books. So it's basically a free period. I nodded to Sai and Neji. We aren't besties who braid each others hair or anything. But we still talked and I like to think we're friends. For me there are four type of kids at school.

Number 1: The kids that you talk to whenever you see them in the hall, by your locker, in your class etc. Now you would never consider them your friend and yet they will give you extra change when you need it, hold the door for you, and they are genuinely good people. In Konoha High school there are approximately five to twelve kids who are like that.

Number 2: That kid who wants to be your friend so badly. You probably never held a conversation with them, you probably don't even know there names. But that doesn't stop them from talking to you. These people are often extremely annoying, and always get on your nerve.

Number 3: The posing friend. This is the 'friend' who claims you're their friend. They will always have you in group selfies, you always end up being with them at some point of the day, forced into a group with them by your teacher or sitting with them at lunch. These people aren't necessarily the best or the worst they're just there.

Number 4: The angel from hell. This person is usually an arrogant prick who thinks they are the shit. When really all they are is a piece of shit. They have this amazing record of being and asswhole and they are obsessed with making your life miserable. I'd say about half of Konoha High students are like this.

Of course there are also your friends who are usually a bunch of fucked up misfits that you found in the hall and decided to adopt. Hehe story of almost all my friendships.

My mind drifted to Ino Yamanaka. I don't really know much about her. She has soft lips, her brother name is Deidara, and that's about it. The name Yamanaka sounded so familiar. It's at the tip of my tongue. Hm.

(Flashback)

"Welcome to the Yamanaka interior design studio." I nodded to the blonde. Her eyes were Tenerife sea kind of blue. Her blonde hair was braided to the side with a bangs hanging out to the left. She was wearing gardening gloves and a lilac apron, with some jeans and a blue sweater. She looked like she was in her mid forties.

" Would you like some assistance with anything?" She asked politely. "Actually yes I would. I recently just bought an apartment not to far from here and I wanted to know what, I could do to make it look homey. It's very modern, and is filled with pastels..."

(Flashback ends)

That's right the Yamanaka's own one of the best interior design studio's and a small flower shop that's attached. How could I forget. Thanks to that lady my apartment doesn't look like a white puff. I don't even know why I care.

I cleared my head and started to pay attention in class

-0-

Only one more period Ino. You can get through this. In one more hour you'll be heading home. I sighed. I'm not going to lie, this day has been pretty shit. I got into a fight with Sakura, got into a fight with Deidara, was late to first period, and forgot my lunch. The only highlight today was punching Sakura. I inwardly laughed at the lovely memory. I honestly don't know what Deidra is thinking. He could have anybody else but he choses her, like I don't want ugly nieces or nephews.

I can see it now... Identical strawberry blonde twins. They'd be born devils. They would have demotic green eyes, like their mother. To the outsiders they'd probably look innocent and cute. But the minute they turn their back they'd be stabbed so fast they won't even know what happened. Between Deidara and Sakura's personality they will be on Japan's most wanted list by the time they learn how to walk.

I cringed at the thought. By the time I got that nasty image out of my head there was only five minutes until the bell rang. Ms. Kurenai was babbling on about some next rubbish assignment she's going to give us next class. When the bell rang nobody waited for her to finish her last sentence before we all left.

Walking down the halls I started to hum. The day couldn't have finished any sooner. By my locker I could see Tenten and Neji talking. They are such a cute couple. They are one of those classic couples. He opens doors for her, he pulls out chairs for her, he pays the bill. He drives her home and kisses her at her door step. She goes to all his games, she laughs at all his unfunny jokes, she gets along with friends and are just so perfect! I smiled.

I opened my locker and started packing my bag. A bunch of girls walked by and stopped a few lockers down. I turned my head in their direction, to see them staring right at me. I paid them no mind and continued. I heard footsteps. I turned my head.

"May I help you?" I asked slightly irritated. Seems like I wasn't meant to be in a good mood today.

"Is it true? Did you really kiss him?" she asked biting her fingernails as if my answer meant life or death for her. I sighed and rolled my eyes. The word gets around so fast in this school. If half the kids at Konoha High spent as much time studying as they did listening to gossip, we would have a ton of Elbert Einstein's.

I zipped my bag and pulled out my coat. I Locked my locker and walked away. Why should I give her tomorrow mornings gossip. She can figure it out on her own. I huffed. What does it matter anyway? He's just some stupid boy who needs to watch where he's going.

I opened the school front doors. The winter breeze, blowing ever so gently as I walked to the car. Deidara and I always ride together, ever since he got his license and car for his 16th birthday. Soon we won't need to drive together since I'm going to be sixteen in a few months. I hope I get a cute little car. I don't want anything fancy, unlike him...He practically begged for three full months, to get his stupid 2014 Jeep Patriot Sport. I giggled at the memory. All I want is a nice little grey 2014 Chrysler 200 LX.

I walked up to the car with a smile on my face. That smile quickly turned into a scowl. I don't know whether to gag or scream or scratch my eyes out.

-8-

Last period flew by fast. I walked out of the building not even stopping at my locker. I always grab all the stuff I'll need before last period starts so I can just get up and leave this building of chaos. I sighed the wind was blowing my hair in every direction. It was getting too long I should probably cut it. I ran my right hand through it. Walking to my 2014 Escalade. I pulled my keys out of my pocket. I opened the passengers seat door and put my bag there. I walked to the drivers side shocked to see the same blonde girl form my lockers. I groaned, god this girl just keeps popping up.

She was glaring daggers at the car beside me. I turned my head and looked. I instantly rolled my eyes and turned my head. God if people are going to have sex they honestly should get a fucking room.

"I'm sure you love the show and all.. but I want to go home so can you move" She turned to me and glared. She mumbled a bunch of things. Something about not going to jail today.

"Listen, I don't know who you are and what the hell your problem is. I've had a really bad day today, and I'm not in the mood for you and you sick perverted little jokes. I just really want to go home! Thanks to my useless brother who'd rather have a groping session with dirt, I can't! So if you don't want to get hurt I suggest you take your car keys and sh-"

"If I take you to your house will you shut up and move out of my way?" I honestly hate girls with big mouths.

-0-

Think hard Ino are you really going to get in the car with a complete stranger and give him your address? Well on the other hand it's that or wait for those rabbits to finish. So going in a car with a stranger it is.

"How do I know you're not some horny rapist? Or a psycho killer? hmm?" I asked just in case. His answer will be the answer to my decision. He rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his hair that looked a bit un-kept and thick.

"If I were a rapist you wouldn't be my type. If I were a psycho killer you'd be dead already." I don't know if I should be glade or offended...But honestly I'm tired and he seems okay-ish. I nodded. "Alright I trust that answer enough." I started to walk to the passenger side. I opened the door and moved his bag to the back.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. I cringed in disgust. Eww! He's a smoker. He looked a little in my direction and chuckled. "You good blondie?" I frowned at the nickname. I rolled my window down. "Yup I'm dandy, you just keep smoking your cancer sticks" He chuckled again. What's up with this kid. He's so weird.

"Where am I dropping you?" He asked. Where should I go to the shop or home? At the shop there's more annoying people. At home there's Netflix and Wi-Fi and a comfy bed. So home. "Blondie you do know where you live right?" I looked at him and gave him the I'm-about-to-stab-you look. "7153 Arendale St" He nodded and kept driving.

He pulled up to the gate. "are you going to open the gate or are you getting out here?" I rolled my window down again. And punched in the code to the gate. The gate started to pull back. He drove up and stopped at my door.

"Thank you so much...what's your name...?" I can't believe I got into his car without knowing his name god Ino you must want to be chopped up and delivered to your parents.

"I'm Ino Yamanaka." I put my hand out to shake. He looked at it then ran a hand through his hair again. "The names..."

*CLIFF HANGER NO JUTSU*

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