GASP!! It's pretty short in comparison to my other chapters, but i had to end it here. I'm pretty sure my next chapter is when i'm gonna start to smexy lovin' XD. I actually managed to get all of the character's classes and teachers in order!! I've only been working on that... what... 4 months? And it took me boredom trip to a fan site to finally get around to it. sighs yeah, anyhow, part 2 of only god knows how many.
The rows of chairs and desks were set up so that they all faced the front desk; making them curve into a half circle formation. At the front of the room was the overly familiar man with white hair who wore a scarf everyday, standing next to three other people who looked like they were probably students. The teacher, Kakashi, was reading a book and talking to the unknown children, trying to balance out listening to the conversation and remembering the make-out secrets in the latest Icha-Icha book.
Sasuke looked at Naruto, sitting next to him in his assigned seat. The ebony-haired boy looked over to Shikamaru, who was staring at the girl with the blond hair.
"Hey, Sasuke, I think we have new classmates."
"Yeah, it looks that way." One of them seemed to be catching Naruto's attention, but it was obvious why. He had bright red hair that stuck out like a sore thumb, and he was wearing a LOT of eyeliner; though it strangely fit him.
"Who do you think they are?"
"I don't know, probably more spoiled brats. Everyone else is, so why not them?"
"That's not true!! Shikamaru's no spoiled."
"Well, duh, he's from a normal family. But just about everyone else is."
It was true. Shikamaru was the only person from a middle class family in the entire school. He got in on a scholarship, though he's not too happy to actually put the effort into keeping it. Sasuke had heard a rumor that the boy only decided to accept the scholarship because his mom threatened him to take it.
"Hmmm... well, I don't think you're spoiled," Naruto rested his hand on his cheek, "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Do you think I'm spoiled?" He turned his face to Sasuke, a blank expression plastered on him.
If the older boy didn't have good control, he would have face planted into his desk. Naruto's eyes stared up at him curiously, the rest of his face tilted slightly to the side. For some reason, that expression was probably the cutest thing he could ever see. Sasuke had to struggle for an answer, but decided the truth was the easiest at moments like these. "No, I don't think you're spoiled."
The other boy smiled, his whole face lighting up, "See, we're not all spoiled. So maybe they're not either."
Sasuke sighed a little, Naruto really was too cute. "Maybe, but basically only us three are like that. If either of you were like the rest of the school, I would have never bothered to talk to you."
"I guess..."
Both of the boys turned to look at the people at the front of the room. The girl with the blond hair smiled at the red head, messing up his hair a little and leaving the room along with the other person that was up there, some guy with purple tattoos all over him. The two older kids left the room, leaving they last child alone with Kakashi. Everyone had already filed in and had taken a seat, waiting for class to begin.
"Alright everyone," Kakashi spoke loudly, still holding his book, "We have a new student. His father is the leader of Suna. He's here for cultural experience and as apart of a trust agreement. So be nice to him.," Kakashi turned to the boy, his eyes smiling ,though no one could tell if his mouth was doing the same under the scarf, "Go ahead and introduce yourself."
The boy looked to the class, standing upright in a proper manner. "My name is Gaara." His voice was low and quiet, giving off an even more intense vibe than his looks alone, which already made you afraid of him. The boy turned and took a seat in the only available desk, right next to Naruto.
"Oh, hey, I'm Naruto, nice to meet you!" The boy stuck out his hand, waiting for the redhead to shake it.
"Hello Naruto," He looked at the boy's hand and then to the front of the class, practically ignoring him altogether.
Naruto almost said something, but he felt a hand on his shoulder, it was Sasuke's. The older boy shook his signaling for him to stop before he even started. Both of them looked to the front of the room, listening as their English teacher went on about their next essay.
