Chapter 2

Sasuna arrived at class with little time to spare. The bell rang a few short moments after she took a seat, and knowing her fans, she wouldn't be let alone to herself until the end of the school day.

Making the mistake of sitting directly next to an open seat, a jittery figure with the sworn duty of stalking Sasuna, made their home in the empty space. Her pink hair was just a nuisance and her bright green eyes were always so ecstatic they annoyed the emo female very much. "Out, Sakura! No one said you could sit here!" Sasuna instantly ordered just as the bubble gum girl touched her skirt to the seat.

The girl just bounced about in her chair, before wiggling her eyebrows in a suggestive manner and muttering a response. "I didn't think I needed a note, Sasuna! But if I do, can you give me the seal of approval!?" She bent towards the twitching raven, lips puckered.

"S-stop that!" The girl blushed before replacing her face for her hand and shoving Sakura's awaiting lips away from her own, the farther the better. "Keep your germs to yourself! Plus no kissing in class, you know how pissed Mr. Umino gets about physical contact!" She hissed at the pinkette.

Sakura went silent for a short moment before leaping onto the desk, "Then it is my sworn duty as a fangirl to convince him otherwise!" She announced in a manly voice, pumping her fists. Luckily no one noticed or else the embarrassed Uchiha might have just sunken into the floor.

"Enough, Haruno!" A voice demanded from the front of the room. "You can scream all you want at break, but not in my class! We've been over this! Now sit down and pay attention before I send you to the Principal!" Iruka Umino, Sasuna's homeroom teacher, blurted before observing each one of his students with a stern eye. It was said he could spot a student who had unfinished homework from a mile away and smell anyone who had failed a test, without even having to ask.

He inhaled sharply before slapping his things on his desk with an enthusiastic smile. "So, as you all know, a few tests are coming up! Nothing too final, but for those fencers it could be a make it or break it chance at good grades!" Several students, including Sasuna, began to sweat profusely, their brows teeming with droplets of perspiration. "Now, if I was a nice caring person I would give you time to study!" Everyone perked up, some already searching their bags for study materials. "But I'm not!" He began to laugh maniacally at the sight of all his students' disappointed faces.

'He is enjoying this a little too much!' Sasuna inwardly hissed, seething.

"However, I will give you some additional work to get you prepared! You will have the rest of class to finish them, and if you don't, then they are due tomorrow at the beginning of class! No exceptions!"

All the students released an exaggerated sigh before replying with a sturdy "yes." Iruka was the master when it came to timeliness, so a tardy assignment was a big deal in his class. Seventy five percent off final score, no matter what, if turned in a day late... and who knew how low it could get if it was any longer a wait then that? No one wanted to find out.

Iruka stood and began leafing through a set of pamphlets, tossing a set down each row of desks, ignoring any snarky comments or sassy comebacks. He may be timely and a pain in the butt sometimes, but he never really cared what his students said to him. Well, unless it was an incorrect answer to a question he asked, then the torment may seem endless for the poor unsuspecting victim.

"You can work with a partner if you want!" Iruka stated, trying to lighten the dankened mood the room had fallen into, "But if it gets too noisy y'all need to shut up! Got it?" He had finished handing out papers and now stood at the head of the room, hands on his hips. Everyone nodded, slightly pleased with the new arrangements, and began to wander about, searching for a friend.

Sasuna shot up from her seat but wasn't fast enough and was caught off guard, as always, by a barrage of fans. And to say the truth, she hated each and everyone of them for that title. One of the only fans she could stand was Sakura, and that was probably because she was one of the only ones of the same sex as the poor raven.

Meanwhile, a new blonde student sat in the back, a wad of gum churning between his teeth. "Hey, what's up with that?" He asked a nearby friend who was sharpening his pencil, pointing at a herd of students with a tan finger.

The boy with a dog-hoodie didn't even have to look up at the crowd before he responded coolly, "Sasuna Uchiha. A hot smooth chick with lots of cash. Boys and girls alike are all over her." He finished up his pencil and started to scribble on the worksheet, messing up a few times and having to dig through his dog-themed-backpack for an eraser. "Personally she is just okay, I am more into chicks with good grades, but hey, I could get used to her if I had to."

"Sure Kiba," the blue-eyed blonde rolled his eyes at his friend. "I doubt the babe is that insanely good looking! No one can draw such a crowd!" He blew a bubble before bursting it with a flick of his tongue. The popping sound echoed throughout the classroom but was instantly silenced by the hustle and bustle of partner picking.

Sasuna struggled to squeeze out of the confusion alive as several men grappled at her. "She's mine!" Sakura proclaimed before flying to the rescue, hugging Sasuna tight and dragging her off to another desk.

Everyone heaved a big sigh, realizing that no one was getting the Uchiha away from the crazy pinkette now and just started pairing up with each other. "Thanks I guess..." Sasuna muffled out, looking away a little flushed and not just from the lack of breath.

"It's alright, angel!" Sakura blew a kiss before pulling out the worksheets. "So! Let's start!"

Through all the fuss Naruto hadn't gotten a chance to see the said 'Ms. Popular' and had given up on trying so that he could cheat the answers from his canine-admiring pal's page.

"Naruto," Kiba stated in an irritated tone, "you know you're never gonna pass a test if you roll all the answers off of me." He gave his buddy a beaming look before sighing, acknowledging he was never going to get through to him. "Whatever." He rolled his eyes and brought them back to the paper.

A high-collared male opposite of Kiba was ignoring the agitated sounds of his friend and rather watching the back of a certain girl's head. "Sakura. She seems like your type, Naruto." The boy said calmly, keeping his hot gaze, which was hidden behind a pair of shaded glasses, upon her.

"Shino? Are you going girl-crazy too? What is up with you guys!" Naruto brought his hands above his head, as if to signal a surrender.

Shino shook his head, "I am doing it for you. See the girl with pink hair? She is strong, has great grades, and is not too poor. A definite future success. If you hook up with her early you could be in for some big bucks in the future." He rolled his eyes at his friends blank look. "Meaning: ask her out and you could get good dough!"

"Plus, she's pretty hot!" A feminine voice sounded from Naruto's left. A dark haired girl sat, clutching to Naruto's arm, a sneaky smile on her lips, "And I met with her a few times. She is definitely your type!" Her smile grew wider as she rubbed Naruto's bicep in a friendly way.

An ordinary passer-by may think that they were a couple, but in reality, they had more of a sister-brother relationship. Hinata was just a very hands-on girl, so this kind of touchy-feely reaction was more of a bad habit then sexual notion.

Naruto scoffed, "What? You want me to go there now!?" Everyone nodded and the agitated blonde scowled. "Hinata, Kiba, Shino... if I get slapped for this I am throwing you all under the bus!" He stood up, walking towards the chatting female his snickering friends had pointed out. He took the gum from his mouth and jabbed in under the nearest desk before stopping directly beside the girl.

Halting her talk for a short while, Sakura raised a confused gaze to the anxious male. "Yes?" She asked skeptically. "I hope you are not here for my Sasuna!" She was about to wrap her arms around Sasuna but was shoved away before she could even get close.

"Your... what?" Naruto just shook his head. "I am here for you, sweet cheeks." His sly grin widened and he poked his chest with his thumb. "Naruto Uzumaki, a newbie here at Konoha High, and my friends were telling me about you so I-"

"Really?" Interrupting the boy's introduction, Sakura stroked her chin as if thinking but stopped mid-stroke to look up with sweet eyes. "Yeah sorry, not interested!"

For some reason, taking offense to this, Naruto squatted to get eye level with the writing girl. "Hey! What's wrong with me?" His gaze narrowed as she seemed to go through another lengthy thinking process.

"Well for one, you are totally selfish! Second, sorry for the rude awakening, but you aren't that hot! And third... I am already taken!" She stuck her nose in the air, but before she could flaunt said love, someone struck her upside the head.

"No! She is not taken!" Sasuna responded with a growl. "For the final time, Sakura, I am not your girlfriend!"

And instantly Naruto knew what the "problem" was. Or more like what his problem was.

Sakura was into other girls. He nodded and stood, letting the two girls bicker it out to themselves and returned to his squad. "You tried hooking me up with a lesbian!? That has got to be the worst move yet, you guys! At least do some research into their sexuality before launching me into full on flirt mode! I mean come on!" He shook a fist threateningly in Shino's face before releasing a long sigh and plopping back into his seat, flopping his arms to his sides, where Hinata took back her clingy position.

Shino took a double-take. "Damn, I though she was straight."

"Yeah, me too!" Kiba added in with a comforting pat on the back. "Sorry dude!"

"Same here." Hinata interjected sweetly, receiving pleading looks from all the men.

It was only the start of second period and things were already so intense. 'So much for a good first day!' Naruto thought to himself, rolling his eyes and packing his things. 'And something tells me it's going to be a long one, too!'