Author's Note: Chappie 3 lol. I'm in a perky mood listening to "Anything for You" by Lee Harding as I write this out. I don't know…it kinda gets me into a deisaku kind of mood. (I really have absolutely no idea why.) Anyways Saku is gonna meet some more characters that we all know and love! Awesome sauce right?…right? Just say yeah. Dei-dei will make his appearance soon enough not to worry.

Disclaimer: The Naruto world can not handle having me as a writer

Chapter 3: It's called the Nervous System

"Ugh." Sakura groaned as they finally neared the closed off school court-yard. It was fricken huge! Not to mention it looked really foreboding right then. Her and her new friend Shikamaru had gotten nauseous from playing their PSPs in the car for too long quite a while ago so they now sat quietly. "You look like a half-drowned cat." he remarked. Kakashi still hadn't said anything but every once in a while looked at them or at a strange orange book while at red lights. The pinkette just gave a shrinking look in response. He scoffed. "It's not that bad here. Unless you piss off the head-mistress there's nothing to be afraid off really." he looked out of his window with boredom apparent in his eyes.

She swallowed. "So…is it really easy to piss off the head mistress? I mean-err- what is she like?" she asked apprehensively. "Fair, tough, and scary as hell." he said honestly. "I see…" Sakura allowed her thoughts to wander on the matter. She decided it best not to ask what the worst she could do was. "Those are the main buildings over there, and those are the girl's dorms, the boy's dorms are on another part of campus. Just don't go the Big Winger's Section." he informed as if dutifully. "Big Winger's Section?" Sakura's emerald orbs frowned curiously. "That's just our school campus jargon for the University Side of our School. College students…many of them aren't very friendly if you show up uninvited, especially the fraternities and sororities. Peh stuck up pricks." he drawled. "Oh…where are they…just so I know where not to go?" she inquired. "The whole other side of campus, don't worry about it." he assured her.

"Shikamaru." Kakashi called the young man's attention suddenly. "Hmm?" he responded. "Could you be so kind as to help us haul Sakura's luggage to her room?" he asked with a certain cruel amusement. As if it were an inside joke he was rather fond of. By the way Shikamaru gave the 'Counselor' a dark look Sakura deduced that it in fact must have been. He sighed exhaustedly. "Tch. Troublesome, fine I'll do it." he grumbled. "Why thank you." the masked man grinned widely. Honestly Sakura wondered to himself if he was cos-playing someone or something. "Thanks again Shikamaru." she thanked him with an apologetic tone to her voice. "Don't worry about it." he waved it off and opened the back door as the car came to a stop in front of the girl's dorms. Sakura gripped her carry-on. Her mind flitted over the possibilities of a room-mate. Was she even here yet? She huffed.

"You're fine." Kakashi shook her shoulder in a friendly manner. She frowned slightly but paid him no mind. She gripped the handle of one of her suitcases while Kakashi and Shikamaru handled the others. Green eyes stared up at the swanky building. Did her parents really manage to afford all of this? She thought back to her Dad. "Mister…um Hatake?" she asked. "Kakashi." he corrected. "Okay..Kakashi…how do you know my Dad?" she asked. He peered at her over his shoulder as they entered the mahogany doors. "We're old friends…we go way back." he said distantly. She nodded. "Elevator." Shikamaru insisted with a huff. Sakura grinned to herself.

The elevator was huge too. She gawked at it. "How did my parents afford this palac- I mean place?" she demanded now. "You are very inquisitive Sakura, but your parents' income is no concern of mine." Kakashi grinned. 'Oh he's good.' she thought to herself. She had already determined long ago that he knew everything that she didn't. It was all a question of how to get it out of him…but he seemed experienced enough in that department so…she would just have to get slicker about it. She sat on the…(frickin sofa bit enough for three people!) that was in the elevator and watched as the silver haired man expertly worked the elevator dials. Shikamaru plopped down beside her looking distraught. Boy he really was lazy wasn't he?

The elevator smelled like vanilla sugar and like the mall back home all at once. Shikamaru had turned off the speakers refusing to listen to the elevator music. Sakura had snickered and looked down at her shoes…that were still missing a shoelace. She frowned at them in disapproval. This would not do for too long. "Glaring at it wont make shoe-laces magically appear." Shikamaru remarked with a wry smirk. "Maybe not, but it feels a little better." she grinned back, sticking out her tongue childishly. He shook his head at her. The elevator stopped with a crisp sounding 'ding!' and she looked up as the cool air of the fifth floor caressed her face and through her hair. "Alrighty so…the key is your's." Kakashi's grin widened as he dangled the key out. Sakura took it, feeling bored and edgey all at once.

"Where's my room-mate?" she inquired swinging the key about her fingers. Shikamaru rolled his eyes. "She's here." Kakashi nodded, grinning at Shikamaru. They stopped in front of the door releasing her suitcases. Shikamaru stuffed his hands into his pockets. Kakashi knocked a familiar beat onto the door. "Don't just stand out there. It's open!" a loud female voice was heard inside, slightly muffled by the door. They both looked at Sakura expectantly. Shrugging she opened the door boldly.

"Hey! You must be new here! Pink hair's a dead give away. I am Yamanaka Ino." one would think by the way she introduced herself that she had just said she were Helen of Troy, or Aphrodite as she held out her well-manicured hand. Taking it gingerly, Sakura examined her and could understand why. "Hey Shika-kun!! I missed you all summer!!" she threw her slender arms around the lazy teen's shoulders. He sighed and reluctantly returned the hug. She had extremely long, platinum blonde hair. Her eyes were large baby blue orbs that seemed to glow almost. Sakura recognized her type right away by her manner of dress. 'Oi..' she thought to herself. 'I feel exhausted already.' Kakashi chuckled at the sight of his little 'volunteer' in the blonde girl's embrace. "Hi Ino." he drawled. "Can I get settled in now?" he glared at Kakashi.

"Oh sure! Just come right back as soon as you can." she practically commanded him as though he had been asking her. Talk about outgoing. Sheesh. "Hmm." he walked away. "Um Bye Shikamaru." Sakura called after him. He nodded at her over his shoulder before continuing onward. Kakashi looked tickled pink with the smile he had on his face. So that must have been his little inside joke in the car. This place was making her feel so out of place. Her stomach felt like it was lurching without even moving. Her hands still felt kind of clammy. "Well then!" Kakashi caught their attention. The two girls looked at him. "I'll just leave you two to get to know each other, Iruka needs me at the lounge." he snatched out his orange book and began to read it all over again. "Fine some real books to read you perve!!" Ino shook her fist at the retreating spiky haired figure. Sakura frowned nervously. Perve? As in pervert?

"What is he even reading?" she folded her arms casually. 'That's right Saku-girl, just play it cool.' she told herself. "You don't wanna know." the blonde shook her head and began ushering her into the dorm. "So you got the key? Cool. Sit, sit!" she shooed her to her bed. Green eyes surveyed the room calmly. Very girly. So far of course. Just wait until she took out her posters. "I like your suitcase." the girl complimented her. "Purple is my favorite color."

"I can see that." Sakura looked at her stuff. It was pretty but…quite frankly it looked like a grape jelly bean threw up in there. Too much. Ino giggled. "It's cool to have a room-mate I haven't met. I love to meet new people." she gabbed. Sakura silently listened. She was generally a very calm person, she liked silence and was very neutral in her behavior…granted she had a nasty temper and had been sent to anger management on several occasions but still. Ino seemed quite the opposite. She was loud, flamboyant, talkative, and a bit bouncy. Okay so Sakura was thinking along the lines of obnoxious but that was only because of her incredibly low mood due to being trapped in a place she'd never been to all alone with strangers.

"I'll show you all around the school if you like! Last year my room-mate was Ten-ten…ooh! You'd love her! She can come too! This will be so awesome! Hmmm…I wonder if she's here yet.." she was cheerfully going on. She reminded Sakura a little of her cousin Ami…dear Lord no. "You know you still haven't told me your name." she pressed at her silence. "Huh? Oh sorry…Sakura." she nodded apologetically. "Don't you have a last name?" she giggled. "This isn't the witness protection program…you know you have a pretty big forehead." she commented. Sakura frowned. "It's Haruno Sakura." she gritted calmly. Ino had reached out to poke her forehead. A total stranger just tried to poke her forehead. Emphasis on the 'try' part.

Sakura caught her wrist with lightening reflexes. "No touchy the forehead." she set the boundary flatly. "O..kay..jeez…" Ino snatched away her arm. She glared. Sakura just raised a brow back at her. "Okay billboard brow it seems like we're getting off on the wrong foot." she kept her lovely blue eyes narrowed. Emerald orbs widened at the nick name. Ino smirked triumphantly. "It appears so 'Ino'…nice name by the way…doesn't it mean 'boar' by any chance?" she returned. Ino's eyes widened now and her lips parted defensively. "Boar as in piggies." she giggled. Ino glared and was about to retort but Sakura burst into a fit of giggles. "S-sorry! I-im sorry…I don-don't know why I'm..ahahaha!!! The word piggies is just making laugh for some r-reason! Ehehehehe!!" she laid back on the bed closing her eyes and laughing.

Have you ever met one of those people who just have a contagious laugh? Yeah, it's called a ticklish laugh. Sakura was one of those people. Ino could not help but laugh with her. "Well…it is kind of a weird thing to be laughing at." she shrugged. Sakura sat up wiping her eyes. "Sorry for over-reacting…everybody makes fun of my forehead…and in case you haven't noticed…I'm no good for strangers." she shrugged. Ino pulled a face. "No I didn't actually."

The pink haired girl only stared a moment before standing up. "Anyways…I have to fine the head-mistress and let her know I'm here. You wouldn't happen to know where exactly in the main building her office is would you?" she asked her new room-mate. "Yup! I'll take you." the bouncy blonde gripped her arm abrasively and hauled her out the door.

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Tsunade sat comfortably in her office taking swigs from her hidden bottle of sake under her desk. Her assistant Shizune would flip if she saw the amounts she was stocked with in her drawers. Too bad! Ha ha! She would never know. Ironically the Head Counselor Jiraya, her the number to Alcoholics Anonymous just then with a raspberry smiley. (:P) She simply rolled her eyes. There was a knock that startled her. "What is it?" she asked harshly, not liking to be nearly caught. "Tsunade-sama. The new student is here." Shizune's voice called through the two thick, polished, wood doors. Amber colored eyes sobered up to their usual professional demeanor. Haruno Sakura.

"Very good. Send her in." she nodded despite the fact that nobody could see her. The doors creaked open as a small pink head gingerly poked into the well-lit professional setting.

Sakura felt her heart pounding in her chest, meeting the infamously, scary head-mistress. What would she say? What would she do? Did she need to impress her or something? Her thoughts raced about a mile a minute as she peeked into the room, almost expecting a dark dragon's lair. It smelled like cinnamon and was nice and warm instead. Yes it was just as classy as the rest of the place. Why was she not surprised? The floors had lovely cherry wood with intricate carvings in them and a Persian rug that led to the large desk where a middle aged woman with long blonde hair sat. Her eyes impatiently inquiring as to why the teenaged girl was staring. This snapped Sakura out of it.

"U-um…hi." was all she managed. "Oh very impressive Miss Haruno" her inner scoffed. Tsunade nodded calmly. "You are Haruno Sakura?" she asked. "Yes.." she nodded almost meekly. This woman was intimidating just by looking at her from a distance. Sakura felt the need to gain her approval for some reason. In a strange way…she decided that she liked this woman…however scary she may be. "Don't stand there come in." she pressed her. Sakura carefully stepped into the room, feeling the friction of the Persian rug against the rubbery bottom of her shoes. "You're here for your schedule?" Tsunade asked her standing up to reveal…probably the largest breasts Sakura had seen in quite some time. She tried not to stare. It was more than rude after all. The last thing she needed was for her principal to think that she was a lesbian or something like that.

"Yes ma'am." the nervous teen nodded. "Are you well? For a martial arts expert and champion junior gymnast you are rather timid." she remarked, opening her drawer. "Sorry…this is all a bit..new to me that's all…" Sakura wrung her hands. "Let me guess. You've heard the rumors about me." she grinned knowingly. The young girl was not sure whether to nod or…well she didn't know. Tsunade let out an amused chuckle. "Good, because I can be all that and more." she warned. Why did that not make Sakura feel any better? She was expected words of comfort not death threats on her first day. Tsunade barked openly with laughter upon noticing the now ashen face of her newest student. "Relax. You wont get on that bad-side I can tell." she assured. The girl nodded mutely.

"Okay so here is your schedule and the school manual…it contains the dress code, the boundary rules, and our grade standard among other things. Our extra curricular activities you might find to your liking, and we have several clubs." she informed professionally. "Also, your first two weeks here will consist of some volunteer work between classes…nothing fancy just passing out flyers for activities and running small errands for Shizune whom I assume you've met." she added. "Thank you." Sakura nodded respectfully. "Very good. Now. Welcome to Konoha High." the older woman held out her hand with a maternal smile for this girl. For some strange reason…decided that she liked this new student. Sakura took her hand trustingly and they shook on it. "It's official now Haruno Sakura." she grinned. "You're one of us. Let the transformation begin." she said in a tone purposely meant to make her uncomfortable. Sakura shifted. Swell. "Okay so…am I dismissed?" she asked. Tsunade almost laughed again.

"Of course." she said. "Now get out of here before I get mad." she chuckled. Sakura hurried out happily. It was good to get out of there. Her legs felt odd beneath her and her limbs trembled a little bit. "So you've made it out alive." Ino walked next to her. "Um…yeah…she isn't so bad." Sakura responded bringing back her cool demeanor. "Where to now?" she asked the blonde girl. "Hmm. I say I help you unpack and then we can decide from there." she grabbed Sakura's wrist. "Please. No dragging again." she chuckled. "Whatever you say forehead-girl." Ino teased, her blue eyes dancing. Emerald eyes danced right back as they made their way off.

Sakura gawked when they stepped outside to see several different limos arriving. "What the hell kind of place is this!?" she pointed blatantly at all the expensive vehicles. "Ah! Most of the students are freakishly rich…it looks like the Uchiha brothers have arrived from Japan." she sighed dreamily. Sakura looked to see two separate limos with perfectly round red and white fans painted elegantly, and expertly onto the hoods and on the trunks. She noticed that they were almost identical. Except each was customized differently. Both fricken expensively though. Pure Chrome bumpers with individual designs, and rims!!! "I just can't wait to see Sasuke-kun again! Maybe I can take you to meet him when we finish packing!" she beamed, still starry eyed.

"Sure." the still in shock girl nodded. 'So I can smack the rich bastard upside the head for having the nerve to launder money like that and flaunt it in the faces of the people who are normal!' she thought internally. 'What a waste of money. I bet I could pawn that off and feed an entire third world country.' She would not have been surprised if those cars flew and shot god-damned lasers from their head-lights. "Which reminds me I should tell you about our school's social structure…I'm sure Shika-kun has told you that the college students are at the very top of the food chain?" she asked. Sakura nodded numbly vaguely remembering his warning. "Yeah well they are. Don't bother with them. No matter how gorgeous they are." she sighed. "Besides…they have Konan…she's the queen bee around here for us girls." she added. Bottle green eyes resisted the urge to roll. "What do they need with us huh?" the new student drawled with disinterest. "Exactly!" Ino said. "The best we can hope for are junior boys…since the seniors are all off of it for the college freshies." she stated.

"You know a bit too much about the dating scene here." indifferent girl of the two remarked. Ino shrugged with a slight blush. "Dating is a hobby for me." she admitted. "Ick." Sakura thought aloud. "What, haven't you ever dated?" the blue eyed beauty asked. "Errr nope." she admitted. "I'm always too wrapped up in my accomplishments, and academic activities…boys would just waste my time."

"Ick." It was Ino's turn to think aloud. Sakura laughed. So she hated academics huh? How did she manage to get into this school then? They continued to walk on engrossed in different topics. "What classes do you have?" Ino asked her excitedly, pulling out her own schedule. "We have the same homeroom! We can walk together!" she squealed.

Sakura scoffed and shook her head amusedly as she read the school manual through. "You're not actually reading that are you?" Ino looked horrified. "Um…yes?" Sakura's emerald green eyes were lit with confusion and mild annoyance. "You becoming my room-mate was providential…I Yamanaka Ino will supply you Haruno Sakura with a life as soon as school starts." she resolved. "Excuse me? I have a life." Sakura's pink hair swished about as she protested. Ino laughed. "No seriously."

"I do!…and I happen to like it the way it is!" she stomped her foot. The one without a shoe-lace incidentally. She stepped right on the shoe lace of her other shoe as she walked and fell forward violently. Instead of feeling the impact of concrete, she nearly broke her nose on something warm and hard as two hands gripped around her to steady her just a bit. "Ow…" she groaned against the minty scented black shirt. She was set onto her feet curtly. "You should be more careful." a deep velvety voice replied with finesse. Sakura opened her vibrant green eyes to meet two…(red?) ones. What the hell? Probably contacts. Black bangs framed the guy's face and two long scars were under his eyes. His expression was akin to that of a statue. So aloof. Ino squealed indignantly and hid her face. All Sakura could do was stare. He was scary. "Uh huh…" she trailed. He walked off wordlessly.

With a breath of relief she leaned against the tennis court fence that they were passing by. "Oh…my…god!" Ino practically shrieked. "Sakura do you know who that was?" she asked giddily. "Satan?" the pinkette inquired vaguely. She was unsure if she was being sarcastic or not. "NO! You just had your face pressed up against Uchiha Itachi's chest!! This is incredible! What did it feel like?!" she asked. "Painful." was all the other girl could answer. "So he's as muscular as he looks!' Ino blushed. "He's Sasuke-kun's older brother! Isn't he just so sexy?" she gushed. Sakura just hugged herself, still feeling unsafe. "I think I choked on his aura. Can we stop talking about him?" Sakura asked. "Oh fine. You're no fun." The platinum blonde pouted. Sakura looked over her shoulder for one last look at the scary guy. His black hair was long and well kempt, tied up into a pony-tail that hung down his broad back. On the back of his shirt her keen eyes caught sight of the exact same fan that was on the limos before.

She pulled a face. "Are you checking him out?" Ino teased. "No." she flat-lined looking back ahead. "What's with the red and white fan?" she questioned, as inquisitive as ever. "Huh? Oh! That's the Uchiha Clan's symbol…their ancestors were a rich daimyo's family clan…needless to say they maintained their fame and success throughout the ages." she smiled. "…Are you stalking those boys?" an elegant pink brow raised itself. This was one weird blonde. "Whatever. You just don't get it do you? You've just gotten physically closer to Uchiha Itachi than any girl in this school could ever dream of! A college guy, and one of the most unreachable too. His fan-girls are gonna be sooo jealous!" she squealed. "Wait…fan-girls? Here?" there was a look of horror in the new student's eyes. "Well yah, fan-girls are everywhere…they are totally gonna hate you when they find out." she grinned wickedly. "No they wont, because you wont say anything if you know what's good for you." Sakura warned seriously. Fan-girls always hated Sakura…because for some reason she always became like a sister to some hot guy and they would take it the wrong way. So she got the worst of both worlds. Mister hottie was just not into her like that and the fan-girls were after her neck. Hell no. Not this god-damned year. Not again. "But…I'll miss the look on their faces!" Ino protested.

"Ino-pig!" she snarled. "Do you want us lynched? Is that your problem?" her hands gripped the other girl's shoulders. "Well no but…oh fine!" she stomped her foot. "But it wont be easy hearing them gush about how close they are to Itachi and Sasuke-kun when they've never even spoken to those sluts." she huffed, folding her arms. "You'll live." was the simple reply of the uncaring pinkette girl.


Author's Note: Ugh! Where is Deidara!? Not to worry he's in the next chappie!! YAY!! Fan-girls mwahahahaha! Poor Sakura. Anyways this concludes my third chapter so read and review for the next one!! Woohoo!!