A/N: Okay. It always starts off like this… I write one chapter and then a couple of days/week later, another one pops up. Which is a great thing if you ask me. It's just that when I start off on the right foot, I tend to lean to the left. If ya get what I mean. Eh. Eh. –nudge nudge, wink wink- Say no more.
.oO(Monty Python rules my life at the moment. "Gomen naisai Itachi-sama.")
Anywayz. What I was trying to say in that jumbled mess up there was that… Creating chapters starts well. Then… I start to procrastinate. 'Tis a great thing… procrastination is… Help me through a lot of times.
Chea right.
Kono: "Eto… I don't think notes are supposed to be this long, kore…"
… Whatever Konohamaru! That's why you're not in this fic, small fry. So. HA!
Kono: -pouts- "That. Was low, kore."
Heh.
Disclaimers? What disclaimers? That I don't own "Naruto" and that these chars aren't mine? Chea. That sounds about right.
2nd Entry
"Ok. I'll drop you off here…" Itachi pulled the car over and put it park.
"What? Why?" Sasuke sounded panicked as he sat up straight; his eyes went searching for the school.
"Scared, Ke-kun?"
What he wanted to say was, 'Who me?' But all that came out was a sheepish, "No…" Sasuke unbuckled his seatbelt and went for the door. He hesitated and sank back into the seat. Okay. So, maybe I'm nervous… Not scared, he thought as he fiddled with the draw strings on his hoodie.
"…right," Itachi said under his breath; laughing a bit.
Sasuke rolled his eyes at his brother, and then looked outside. "Hey… Why are you dropping me off here?" he wondered… More like 'stalled'.
"I thought you didn't want to be seen walking into school next to me," Itachi sneered. "You were whining so much about your 'first impression' and 'reputation' that I decided to help out."
I don't whine. "I'm so sure you were looking out for me…" Sasuke scoffed, not convinced.
"Heh… Believe what you want," the older brother reached over and ruffled the younger one's hair.
He weaseled out of Itachi's hand, "Come on! It's gonna stick up in the back now." Sasuke reached up and brought the passenger side visor down. He looked over his head of hair in the little mirror, fixing all that he could, before flapping it back up. "I swear. If it messes up… Do you know how long—"
"So?" Itachi asked as he rested against the steering wheel.
"What do you mean 'So'!?" Sasuke snapped. He hated being interrupted.
"…I'm changing the subject," he said flatly.
"Oh."
He sighed. "Are you getting out here or do you want me to drop you off in front?"
"…" Sasuke's eyes jumped from the dashboard to the door to the trees outside. "Um…"
"Sometime today maybe," Itachi tapped at the steering wheel.
"Uh… I guess I could get out here."
"You're sure? I don't have a first period so it doesn't matter if I'm late. But…" His eyes went from Sasuke to his little wrist watch, "But you. You have to go get your schedule, locker, all that fun stuff. You think you can walk fast enough to make it?"
Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah. It's right there isn't it?"
"You'll see."
"What d'you mean, 'You'll see'? What's with you and being so damn cryptic?"
Itachi laughed, causing Sasuke to do his angry pout.
"Whatever. Forget it," he continued to pout as he grabbed the handle and opened the door. Sasuke had one foot out, about to touch the sidewalk with his other one, when Itachi took hold of him left arm.
The older sibling pulled the little one back in and placed a small kiss on his forehead. "Have a… good day, Ke-kun."
Sasuke jumped back, jaw-slacked, wide-eyed, and started turning a bright pink, "Y-y-you're…" He swallowed and tried again, "You aren't supposed to do that."
"I thought you were used to that back at home. Isn't that what oka—"
"Ah! Stop right there." Sasuke hopped out of the car and picked up his pull-string book bag. He double-checked himself to make sure that he had everything. Then he leaned over, peering into the car, and glared at his brother; putting up two fingers.
"Two? Um… Victory? I didn't know we were playing charades."
"Rules," Sasuke stated. Airhead.
"I was going to guess that next," Itachi grinned but gained no reaction from his younger brother.
"Listen. No kisses… And no saying mom or dad's name."
"What about calling you 'Ke-kun'?" He quirked an eyebrow and continued to grin.
Sasuke put up another finger totaling it to three.
"Okay. So, I'm to follow these rules?"
"Yes."
"And what happens if I break them?"
He pointed a thumb to his throat and did a cutting motion, "Korosu…"
"Hmmm… I love a good spanking," Itachi laughed.
Sasuke blushed lightly, this time, as he huffed and slammed the door shut. Why do I even bother? He started down the sidewalk while Itachi laughed his head off.
The older stopped with a grin on his face. He put the car in gear and went about three miles an hour to keep up with Sasuke's pace. Itachi rolled down the passenger side window, "Gomen, gomen. I'll promise to behave myself outside of school."
Sasuke ignored him and quickened his pace.
"Ke-kun… Do you know where you're going?"
"It's the only mixed school around here, right?"
"Yes, but—"
"Then I'll find it, thanks."
"Okay…" Itachi checked his rear view mirror for any cars that might have been coming, and then looked back at his little brother. "Oy, Ke-kun."
"Stop calling me that…"
"Don't try and search me out once classes start, ne."
That made Sasuke glance at him, "Wha… never mind. Don't worry. You're not that special."
"Alright," he smirked again. "Guess I'll see you later then."
"Yeah, yeah. Go away already," Sasuke had kept his eyes forward all this time; not bothering to look at Itachi.
"Heh. I didn't know you got this moody on your periods. If you'd just tell me, I wouldn't have been such a bother to you."
Sasuke's eye twitched as he stopped in the center of the sidewalk, "What the Hell!?"
Itachi laughed loudly as he sped off.
"Gaah! Why am I related to such a dumbfuck!?" His eyes followed the car as it flew down the street.
-o-
Itachi glanced at his rear view mirror, watching as Sasuke glared at him. He placed his eye back on the road and smiled, "At least he doesn't look scared now."
—x—x—x—x—x—x—
"I-I'm so fucking sure he dropped me off six thousand miles away," Sasuke said as he almost collapsed on the second flight of stairs leading into the school. He took as seat on one of the steps and hung his head, exhausted… Sorta. "Oh, when I see him—"
"Do you need help, young man?"
Sasuke tilted his head back, showing the line of his neck, straining to see who'd just called him 'young man'. One glance and he knew. Teacher.
Only a teacher would wear such a business looking suit on the first day. They all did. She had it all on. Her black hair was done up in a tight bun with some loose curls in the back. The glasses that she was wearing fell around her neck, over the front of the deep scarlet blazer she had on. And he was just high enough on the steps that he couldn't see up the skirt she had on. Old chicks don't do it for me.
He looked up and caught sight of her cherry flavored eyes. Weird. He blinked and stood up, giving the lady in front of him the nicest fake-good-student smile, "Yes. I-I do need help actually. I'm… new this year and I'm not sure where to go."
"Hmph," she folded her arms in disbelief. "Why didn't you come for orientation?"
"I moved to this city… town only last week." What a liar I've become. He'd been here for over a couple of months now. It just so happened that the hour long orientation happened at the same time his thirty minute kickboxing class started. (Itachi signed him up. Though it'd be a good thing for him. Yeah right. He just wanted Sasuke out of the house for who knows what.) Anyway, after the class he had to catch 'Foster's'. Yeah, he still watched cartoons. Was that such a sin? Bloo kicks ass!
"Oh. Well, why didn't your parents come? It was a student-paren—"
"…they died."
The lady covered her mouth quickly. "I'm so sorry… I-I didn't know."
"…"
"W-who do you live with now," she asked, backing up a step. As if to not catch some disease he had.
"…my older brother." Sasuke noticed that she backed up and took as step forward. Hmph. Whatever. He sighed and stuck his hands into the pockets of his hoodie as he looked off to the side. I hate these mood swings.
"I didn't know you got this moody on your periods."
Grr. Damn you, Itachi, he thought, grumbling something to himself.
"Oh. Well, please… Let me show you the way."
"Um, thank you Miss…?"
"Kurenai-sensei is fine. No 'miss'. Please, I'm not that old," she giggled.
"Sorry?" Sasuke raised his eyebrow staring at her. "Thank you, Kurenai-sensei."
She turned around and walked up the rest of the steps and pulled open the front door, "You're welcome." She glanced down at her watch, "Well… First period's almost over. Do you know what you have second period?"
"No. I… I didn't get my schedule," Sasuke said as he climbed the steps and walked into the building.
"Well, I better show you the main office first," Kurenai said as she led him down the hallway.
—x—x—x—x—x—x—
School… I wish I didn't haveta be here. I coulda been at home, watchin tv. Maybe eatin some ramen… Hehhh…
"Uzumaki!"
Startled, Naruto jumped out of his seat and stood up. "Y-yes, Shizune-sensei?"
"Can you please answer number thirty-one for me?"
Kuso. Why do they always have to pick on me when I'm not paying attention? Naruto ran his hand through his sun-dipped hair, ruffling it slightly. His eyes tried for a quick dart down, looking for question thirty—
"Hey! Eyes up here…" she called for his attention, "…on me. I mean. You were paying attention, right?"
"…no."
"What was that?" Shizune placed her hands on her hips, scowling at him.
"I said 'no'. I wasn't paying attention." It's the first damn day, lady. He sighed and started fussing with the zipper on that orange and black jacket of his.
"It's that first day and I'm already getting this from you, Uzumaki. I've heard, from the other teachers you had last year, that…"
He might have looked like he was paying attention to this 'free' lecture he was getting, but in truth Naruto had started daydreaming once again. I'm so hungry. Why is lunch so far away…?
"…want something different. Do you hear me?"
"Yes. Loud and clear."
She shook her head, "Just sit down, Uzumaki."
The blonde did so in silence as the teacher picked on someone else to answer the question for her. He sat and slid into the chair as kids stared at him, only to look at the board once their eyes locked with his cornflower blue ones. He rested his chin in the center of his book glancing over the room; I really hope the rest of the day isn't like this… Huh?
Something, actually someone, had caught his interest out of the corner of his eye. He's new… Naruto thought, watching the dark haired boy, with a blue hoodie walked by the classroom door.
"Uzumaki… Eyes on the board, before I have to send you out on the first day."
"Hai… hai." Keep your panties o—
BRRRIIIINNGGG!!
"…yatta," he whispered as people in the classroom started to shuffle out. He picked up all of his things and rushed out of the door before Shizune could say anything else to him.
Naurto laughed as he went speeding down the hallway. He glanced back to see if the teacher was calling hi—
"I-ita…" Naruto had crashed to the floor and was rubbing his butt. He opened one of his eyes slowly. A couple of kids had stopped for a moment to see what had happened, but continued on their way to their next class.
"Tch, watch where you're going next time, usuratonkachi."
Ehh!? Usura-what? Naruto thought as he looked up to see what he hit, rather… who he crashed into. He blinked, a little stunned to see the same dark haired boy that passed his class door. He was fixing his hoodie and brushing himself off when he caught Naruto's eye.
"What?"
"N-nothing…" Naruto said as he hopped to his feet, brushing himself off as well. "U-uh.. Sorry.. For um.. B-bumping i-into you.."
"Yeah, whatever," the boy said as he walked off…
Naruto opened his mouth to say something but closed it and turned, watching him walk away. "Hey…" he said softly. "Hey!" Naruto called again.
The boy stopped and looked back at the blonde, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "What? Wasn't running into me good enough for you?" he smirked and quirked a brow.
Blushing slightly, Naruto crossed his arms, "No. I mean…" Chikusho.. I didn't mean to answer that. "I-I mean… Aren't you new here?"
"What's that got to do with anything?"
"Well…um…"
The boy sighed. "When you figure out how to talk again, search me out." The guy waved his hand in the air and turned again to walk off. "I don't want to be late for class because of some fanboy I just met."
"Fan…boy? Hey! I just wanted—"
"Bye, usuratonkachi…"
"It's NARUTO!"
"Whatever. Naruto," he said smiling, shaking his head slightly.
Before Naruto could say anything else, the dark haired boy had turned a corner, probably off to his next class. He sighed and blinked looking down at his books that he still hadn't picked up from the collision. "Kuso!" he stomped, clutching his fists. "Why was I so stuttery? I'm never like that in front of new people…"
"Maybe because he's kinda hot."
"Huh?" Naruto blinked and looked up once he picked up all of his books. It took him a moment, as he blinked and did a double take. "G-Gaara!"
"Hey there…"
"I highly doubt that that black haired, lone wolf character, is 'hot' Gaara," said someone else, lagging behind.
"Neji…" Naruto smiled and stood up, fighting back the urge to pounce them both. "I thought I wouldn't be able to see you guys on the first day."
—x—x—x—x—x—x—
-o-
"Well, well… Looks who decides to show up, un."
The sound of an engine, drew everyone's attention to Itachi as he pulled him car into thee parking lot behind the school. Not long after turning it off, did Itachi step out of the car and join up with the semi circle of familiar faces; some of them leaning against their (most likely someone else's) car.
"Taking your own sweet time, ne Itachi-san?"
Itachi's onyx-dipped eyes slowly found their way to where that voice came from. "…Kisame," he said in almost a whisper, "long time no see."
"Kisame chuckled, pushing back the couple of strands of his sea-blue hair, that hadn't stayed gelled. Most of it was in tiny spikes, but that didn't change the fact that it was still blue. Blue. He could have dyed it any other color. But, no… He didn't want it to match the black and red outfit he had on. Black wife-beater and pants with a long sleeved, button-up, red shirt.
"Two and a half months. You don't call or talk to anyone," Kisame grinned shaking his head slowly. "And the first thing you say is, 'Long time no see.'"
"Maataku, Kisame-san. What are you? His girlfriend?" Another guy hopped up and hung his arm around Itachi's neck. "Un, he probably had a good reason for ditching us. Ne, Itachi-sempai?"
Itachi looked down to the person who was attached so lovingly to him and sigh a bit. He glanced down to the boy's clothes; a tight black shirt (way too long for him, hanging well over his fingers) and a red and black pleaded skirt that fell to his ankles. His sandy blonde hair, which fell to his back, was dyed cyan at the tips matching his eyes. There was a small cloud shaped clip at the side, keeping half of his face visible.
"Hmph. He probably just got sick of being around us. Isn't that right, Itachi?" said a very soft spoken voice, from a true "red-head". Itachi glanced over and saw that he was sitting on top of someone's car trunk, hugging his knees close to his chest. His blood-tinged hair was cut short, barely touching his ears, with silver dipped tips. He wore a regular pair of cargo pants with a black shirt, that looked a lot like Itachi's belt, with red clouds all over.
"Deidara… Sasori," he said as he slid out of Dei's half hug, "I was busy—"
"With what?" Sasori asked softly, watching as the other guy was being pried off.
"With—"
"His baby brother," a voice answered for him.
"…" Itachi stood there and sighed. How come I never notice him when I come here?
"Baby-sitting can be a bother. Can't it, Itachi-kun?"
Itachi's eyes wandered over to where the voice was coming from but couldn't see him too well. The man had been sitting in one of the cars, with the door wide open, just listening to the conversations.
"You have a brother?" Sasori asked a little more interested.
"How come you never talked about him, un?" Deidara interrupted before Itachi could answer the first question.
"Because he just moved here two and a half months ago. Ne Itachi-kun?"
"So that's why…" Kisame thought out loud.
"…You seem to know everything about it, sir." Itachi crossed his arms.
"And aren't you curious how I know?"
"Not in particular. No. You were bound to find out anyway," Itachi answered.
The man chuckled, while Sasori hopped down from the car and walked over to Deidara, "We should go find him, ne Dei?"
Grinning, he nodded, "Hai, hai… Betcha he'd be easier to mess with, un." He shot a thumb in Itachi's direction. "'Cause he's no fun anymore…heh hehe."
"You won't find him," Itachi cut in.
"Why not?" they said in unison.
Itachi shrugged and gave that smug look as the bell for second period class sounded off.
A/N: GAh! I'm done with chapter two. Whoot!
Yea. So um. Odd I know. OOC-ness will happen a lot and whatnot.
Also, also. You might be asking yourself, "What the fell is a mixed school?" Well folks… It's my lazyass way of having Itachi and Sasuke in the same school. I know Itachi's like, what?, 5…7 years older that Sasuke. So… Chea. How where they gonna be in the same school. Plus in this everyone's a little older like… !7ish. Or something. Chea. Um… I have no idea where I'm going with this fic… So. Yea. Just thought I'd warn ya.
What else… Hm… Oh! I hate typing out descriptions –glare- So bare with me on that too.
Um. SASORI!!! I heart him. So I added him to the fic. SO IN YOUR FACE CHIYO-BAA SAN and SAKURA!! Mwahahaha.
It's not cool what they did to him. Not cool at all.
Oh oh. and this (-o-) just means that I stepped back in time to say what other events went on. Chea. 'Cause I'm all powerfull like that to step back in time. Whoot.
