A/N- Here's chapter two. Yesterday I was watching this video about "Hands Held High" by Linkin' Park, I cried so hard...It was really so sad. The little editor document is being weird, so it takes me a while to actually put up the chapter after I load it...I wonder if my computer just doesn't like me very much...'cause apparently YouTube doesn't, they keep copyrighting my videos and I have to keep remaking them! It sucks... Well anyways, I hope you enjoy chapter two!!
The first thing Naruto did when he walked into the school was look up and down the hallway. The place looked so peculiar, so different. He looked some more and spotted something he didn't expect to see any time today. But it was the second point for relief. A good, not great, note on the day's list.
A boy with reddish hair and jade blue eyes was leaning against a locker. Naruto found a familiar tattoo on the right of the boy's forehead. Was that really Gaara? He didn't know, but he was going to find out.
"Oi! Gaara! Is that you?" Naruto pushed strait across the hall. The redhead looked around to see who was calling his name that way he could pound them. He was definitely surprised to find that it was Naruto calling him. He blinked as the blonde stood right in front of him.
"Naruto? Is that you?" he asked in surprise, and surprise was a very rare thing for Gaara to be.
"Hey Gaara!" Naruto was so relived to find some on that he knew on campus and on his first day of school and a new one. "Hey, the last time I saw you was the last day of school back in third grade, remember?" Naruto said nostalgically, and happy.
Like Naruto, Gaara lived in Kawagari with him and Kohona. Along with him was his sister and brother Temari and Kankurou. He was the most mature one out of all of them even though he was the second youngest. Naruto could depend on him for just about everything, he was just that loyal. He was a great friend when needed, even though he gave just about everyone the cold shoulder.
"Of all the places for you to transfer to, I never thought it would be the same school as me." Gaara said a little bit off-handedly.
Naruto scowled at his friend, "Jeez, I thought you'd be a little more happy to see me around the same place with you, so much for a good friendship." he said sarcastically.
"Oh yeah, don't let this face fool you, I really do care." Gaara replied just as sarcastically.
That was the one thing about him he was so...glum. He almost never smiled and never really liked to have any fun. That's why he and Naruto were friends, he supposed, you know what they say, opposites attract.
"Well, whatever. Do you know where the office is? Like you obviously know, I'm new so it's not like I'd know anything about this ridiculous maze of a place." Naruto said scowling again. Stupid school. Stupid being the new kid.
"You're completely hopeless without me you know that? I don't think I even wanna know how you managed to keep sane without me…Come on, I'll take you." And Gaara started to walk off, and Naruto had no choice but to fallow him. He was just a new kid after all and he hated it. In his head he kept repeating, "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it." on different levels of annoyance.
Wow. Naruto didn't know any kind of hall could drag on for so long. After what seemed like and entirety, they reached the office.
"Moshimo-san?" Gaara asked a small woman sitting at the receptionist's desk.
She looked up and her calling, "Oh, hello there Gaara-kun, what can I do for you on this, the first day of school?" she asked a little peppy than necessary.
"Well...this is Uzumaki Naruto, the exchange student from Kawagari." She looked at Naruto, who was feeling slightly uncomfortable. Sure Gaara, say the instead of a. Jackass…
"Oh little boy," she squealed, and it scared Naruto "You should feel very special! Konoha hasn't had a new student since Gaara-kun and his siblings moved here!"
Oh yeah, what was that suppose to do? Make him feel better, or special? Good job lady… Crap, thanks lady, I feel so much better about all of this. Naruto thought internally annoyed to no end. Point three for holy shit…
"Well since you're new, we'll put you in the same scheduled group as Gaara-kun; you appear to know each other." Moshimo-san said. Gaara nodded in reply. Moshimo-san gave Naruto a schedule on tanned paper.
Math first, history, free period, I'm gonna like that. Naruto thought. Orchestra? Well he could play the piano and the cello. Had quite a talent for it too. Reading, science, English, and training? What the hell? What kind of training? Naruto sighed, but nodded in defeat of his schedule. What a shitty year this would probably turn out to be anyways. But who knows…with Gaara with him, and maybe Temari and Kankurou along the way, it might not be so bad. But that was a very slim chance.
"Well, run along now, the bell will be ringing any minute now." Moshimo-san said shooing them. Gaara left with out a word, and Naruto fallowed quickly in suit. "Is this good? I mean I get to stay with you, so that way you can help me." Naruto said. Gaara was silent. "You know you could say something." Naruto tried again. Gaara opened a door and went in; Naruto fallowed.
The whole classroom was loud and noisy.
first, Naruto didn't want to move the spot that he was standing in, he seemed to be frozen in place, but Gaara had already taken a set by the eastern most wall. Quickly and cautiously, Naruto went to go sit in the seat next to Gaara; that was a bad mistake.
"Hey blondie," A girl with pink bubble gum hair, called out, "Why're you sitting next to him? The kid's going to kill you." Gaara threw the girl a look that made her shut her mouth. Everyone looked at Naruto and Gaara sitting next to him. Naruto looked around at the students and found the boy that told him to get to the bus. His skin still looked so breakable… The raven haired looked at him, not glaring, not staring, just looking. For a slight second Naruto felt welcomed, and a little less tense. A feeling that wore down very quickly.
Then the bell rang for class to begin. "Alright class, settle down." Everyone looked in the doorway to find a man with silverish, grey, feathery hair. "Class has begun. I'm your math teacher, Hatake Kakashi, and I'll be teaching you…well math. But it's different than what you learned in eighth year, it's called algebra." Everyone looked at the man curiously. "Before we start anything else, I'd like to introduce the new student. You know who you are, so come on up." he said. At first, looking around, Naruto slowly rose from his seat next to Gaara, and with a heavy sigh went to the front of the class. "Ok everyone, this is Uzumaki Naruto. He just moved here a few weeks ago from the port town of Kawagari." Kakashi said.
"You came from Kawagari? You mean that messed up little port city? Hey boy, did you ever get raped?" A boy sitting in the middle row with black hair asked.
Kakashi was quick on the reaction, "Nakamori Shun, right? Ah, on the first day of school and you've already received a detention. You do not ask those kind of questions to a new student, no matter where they're from." He was calm, and not out of control like some other teacher would be. And to Naruto, that was surprising, considering the kind of teachers he used to have back at Kawagari High...man, those were some crazy people. But, nonetheless, they were the best people around to know...which was very sad indeed.
Naruto turned slightly pink, and Gaara knew why; the answer to that question was yes, ever since he was six.
"Hey Uzumaki, what was life living in a dump like that?" asked a boy with red stripes on his cheeks.
Naruto looked up at the boy. "What's life livin' in a dump like you house?" he shot back hotly, sticking his thumb down, his face red. The class gasped, and some people laughed.
"Oh, ho ho, so now we have a class smart-ass." they boy growled.
"Inuzuka Kiba? Detention for you too. We don't use such foul language while I'm here." Kakashi said. " I'll let you off easy Uzumaki-san, only because you're new. But be wary, you won't have another freebie from me again this semester.
"That's enough you freaking bullies, leave him alone!" said a girl with brown buns in her hair.
"Aww, what's the matter Tenten, you got the hots for little blondie up there?" someone else asked. Some people laughed at the comment.
"You want to say that again?" she asked. Her tone was fierce…not to mention a little startling. And it shut that boy up.
Naruto didn't like this, he didn't like in corner or edge of this cube of hell he just got thrown in. The raven watched as he went to go sit down in hidden embarrassment. Now all Naruto wanted to do was get this day over with and plan his suicide attempt, or not. This counted as two points for holy shit…making the total for that category five…
When that was over Kakashi-sensei started to talked about the rules of the classroom. Naruto wasn't listening, he was to busy trying to push out all the memories the were flooding back into his mind. Why did that boy have to bring up rape? Was that some kind of joke to all of them? Did it make them laugh, or was it a just a good story to tell?
Gaara looked at his blonde friend with pity. Well, he was going to have to do something about this, now wasn't he? Gaara's never seen the blonde cry or look down. And when Naruto needed him, Gaara was going to be there, he was going to do something. Naruto was never like this back home. Well, all that change today.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapters. This was my first fiction, and I wasn't...as experienced as I am now. But I think as we do go on, the chapters start getting longer and longer, little by little...
(Hey that's the name of a JPop group!!)