Dialogue: "Yo"
Thoughts: 'Yo'
Hinata cautiously sat down on her chair and slowly eased it further away from the brooding black haired Uchiha, the floorboards screeching in protest as she did so. Her effort didn't extend too much, considering their desks were glued together but she took what she could get, and if that meant a few spare inches away from the fuming Uchiha then so be it.
Ever since Iruka-sensei lectured the generally aloof Uchiha, he'd been uncharactiscally reduced to a skulking teenager, a rare brooding visage he did not easily display. But like a dam that has been burst, Sasuke's childish nature emerged as he continued to snap at the girls around him, aggressively deter the boys and snarl at everybody else, excluding just one person: herself.
This special treatment from him, which in its place composed of baleful stares opposed to the way he treated anyone else plus even more confusing behaviour where he refused to relent on moving from his position next to her produced amounting worries. Astounding, how much attention became wrought on her due to his ever demanding presence.
Also incredibly bothersome.
It just did not make any sense. Her thoughts may as well be scattered like ashes in the wind as to how she could proceed from here on in. Hinata had thought his fixation would be gone by now, but he was still at it like a stubborn child!
If only she were intolerant like her little sister, that would certainly dissuade such uncanny behaviour. Nevertheless, since their academy days were finally coming to an end she could shake him off once and for all and view these bizarre two weeks as a thing of the past.
Iruka clanged his hand on the worn drum he kept near his desk, "Okay everybody! Settle down so I can read out which squads you'll be in," he shushed the chattering students, their faces etched with noticeable interest.
He was beaming with pride.
In his hand he held a long scroll, listed with all the graduate's names and their placements of squads. He had vested his time and effort to groom this bunch into capable Nin; he could taste their promising futures in the air. Particular students had caught the eyes of his superiors, Naruto and his background, Sasuke and his pragmatic mannerisms, Sakura and her admirable chakra control and a few select others. He was positively giddy to find out what their true potentials were made of.
"Now to begin, the first team would be with…" Sasuke tuned him out, instead eying the fidgeting girl on his right. She pushed her pointer fingers together, body vibrating in familiarity that broadcasted her worries. He struggled with the urge to scoff; she didn't need to be nervous at a time like this!
Iruka continued down the list of names, but he paid no mind, he was too transfixed on the pallor taking over the Hyuuga's skin.
His attention returned as the next couple of names were read out, "Team seven would be Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno- "a loud whoop escaped the boisterous blonde's mouth, grinning at the Pink haired girl he'd been paired off with. Sasuke watched him out of his peripheral with veiled amusement; the idiot's crush on the girl was so obvious it was funny. And bearing in mind that the girl had eyes on him, well- Sasuke found it more than hilarious. He idly tapped the pencil in his hand on the wooden desk, a steady tap, tap, tap sounding as he waited and watched. "And Sasuke Uchiha!"
The pencil snapped in half.
Hinata sighed in relief, her shoulders relaxing. She peeked at Sasuke, curious on how he was taking it, and instantly regretted it.
The boy had such a sour look on his face, mouth downturned and eyes bursting with ferocity. He looked like he was about to murder someone, carve them up like a skillet of fish and dump their mangled bodies into the ocean. If looks could kill, as the saying went, it would apply right here, right now. His lean arms lay flat on his table, veins bulged along the cords of his neck and his posture was rigidly straight. He was alert, but so very still. It was enough to make her feel uncomfortable.
"Sasuke?" she murmured hesitantly, for the lack of doing something else like…comforting him. Even if he had been creeping her out for the past week she still cared about his…mental health? "Are you okay?"
His head turned ever so slowly and she was certain he was going to snap at her so she hunched in on herself, prepared for a verbal blow.
"No."
Her eyes widened as she watched his stance relax, a scary smirk spreading across his face.
"Not at all."
Three of the youthful graduates sat on a bench overlooking the village. None of them were thrilled with the team, well except Sakura, she had some eye-candy to look at.
Naruto on the other hand was equally devasted and overjoyed and he whined with displeasure at the notion of future missions being shared with that bastard, "Why do I have to get stuck with you?" the boy complained as he sat on the other side of Sakura.
"Believe me when I say the sentiment is shared, bozo."
The blonde spluttered, "Did you hear that Sakura! Did you!?"
The girl, acting as a temporary buffer between the boys, sighed. "I have two working ears on the sides of my head, yes I heard him."
They'd escaped the buzz of their now former classroom to meet up with their new team leader, but lo and behold, he was late. "Pffft, where the hell is this guy anyways? It's been over an hour." Naruto complained.
"They say patience is a virtue, dimwit." Sasuke and his taunts were getting on Naruto's nerves. Yet he did not rise to the bait or continue his monologue of annoyance, instead tucking his tanned hands behind his ears and stretching his orange clad legs, "Whatever."
Before anything else could aggravate the moody teammates any further, their designated leader finally arrived.
He was a tall man, with spiky silver hair which defied gravity and wore a mask, hiding majority of his face. The stranger crouched down with languid ease, "Yo, I'm Kakashi and i will be your squad leader for the rest of your sorry teenage lives."
Emerald eyes, pale complexion, wild blonde hair. All three blustered with enormous amounts of fluid energy. These three were strong. 'I can already tell they're going to be a handful.' Kakashi mused, his eye creasing.
"Introduce yourselves and tell me your hobbies."
