Chapter 3

Hinata's heels clicked in the empty hallway as she headed towards the new counselor's office during her free period, which was seventh. She shifted the junior class schedule for the school year in her hand, and pondered today's events.

So far she's met her new room mate and managed to get her ex-best friend extremely pissed at her…and it was only the first day of school.

'Oh! And I haven't called Kiba yet.'

Hinata sighed, and knocked on the door to the office. She heard a soft giggle come from the other side and then a muffled 'come in'. Hinata opened the door and felt her face heat up immediately.

Inside the room was probably one of the hottest guy's she's ever seen, he had silver hair that stuck out in odd places around his adorable face. He was wearing a green turtleneck that covered his mouth, which would have most likely looked a bit odd on most people, but on him it made him look like he was a Vogue male model...that wasn't gay.

"Hey, what can I do for you?" Oh, did I mention he had the silkiest voice known to man?

Hinata stood there shifting the papers in her hand again. "U-um, I was looking for the new counselor? Mr. Hatake?"

"You're looking at him!" Hinata looked to the left of Mr. Hatake and saw Anko her dorm advisor sitting there.

I did not see her there at all…

Anko smiled and touched the counselor's sleeve flirtatiously. "I can totally see how you'd mistake him for a student or something; he's pretty hot isn't he?"

Hinata looked at Anko and back at the new counselor, and noticed a bit discomfort coming from the counselor.

"Um, well I just came by to show Mr. Hatake some confidential files." Hinata said looking straight into the counselor's eyes her eyebrows rising a bit.

"What Confide- oh! OH! Right, yeah we'll need a bit of privacy," he said catching on to Hinata's little plan. He snatched his hand back and smiled beneath the collar of his shirt.

"Oh, yeah, you're very busy being new and all! I'll come back later!" She said jumping off his desk. She gave him a quick wink and then shut the door leaving the two of them alone.

Hinata looked back at the counselor and gave him a soft smile. The counselor sat up in his chair, "I owe you one."

Hinata shifted uneasily, "It's nothing really, you just looked uncomfortable." He sighed in response and nodded towards the stool that was in front of his desk.

"Yes, that advisor is a handful."

Hinata slowly sat on the stool suddenly aware of how short her skirt was. As the junior class rep was she allowed to wear skirts this short? Did it give her a bad image?

Hinata cleared her throat and also tugged on her skirt a bit. "W-w-well, what I really have is the schedule for this year of all the important events coming up. I've highlighted the ones that are fundraisers in green, dances in pink, testing is in yello-"

"You're quite organized aren't you?"

Hinata blushed and looked down, her raven hair falling around her face, "Y-yes, I suppose so."

"That's wonderful, because I'm a mess. We could become really close." Hinata raised her head slightly and saw him looking at her, and even though she couldn't see his mouth she was pretty sure he was smiling.

"That'd be nice Mr. Hatake." Mr. Hatake stood up from his chair and stood in front of her, taking one hand out of his pocket and reached for the schedule, their fingers brushing.

"Just call me Kakashi."

Ino sat in her English class painting her fingernails while her boring ass teacher lectured on about proper grammar in a paper, which Ino thought was completely ridiculous.

When it comes to final papers, weren't they supposed to type them? And don't most computers have grammar check? What's the point of learning it, if the computer does that squiggly green thing for you?

"You know I'm allergic to the scent of nail polish."

Ino looked up at the voice and saw a nerdy junior girl who really needed to use some Proactive, glaring at her.

"Excuse me?" Ino demanded.

"I'm allergic to the scent, it could trigger an asthma attack." The girl said wrinkling her nose.

Ino blinked at the girl, "Well then, I hope you brought your inhaler." Ino whipped her head and continued to paint her nails, ignoring the girl's sniffles. For some odd reason the disappearance of Karin had given her a surge of power. Karin was the mean one, and Ino was always…well hidden in her shadow.

One might argue that Ino wanted to be just like Karin, Karin's mini-me if you will. And now that Karin was gone, well it was only right for Ino to take her place.

"So you've heard about her?"

"Who, Ino?"

Ino's ears picked up at the sound of her name as two girls who sat behind her talked in hushed voices.

"Have you heard about how Sasuke only hung around with Ino just to get close to Karin, and now that Karin's gone, he wants nothing to do with her?"

Ino rolled her eyes, 'Wrong.'

"Oh, yeah, he's going to dump her pretty soon right? That's why Ino went running for her former flame Shikamaru in tears?"

Ino's mouth flew open. Is that what people were thinking about around here? That Sasuke was going to dump her and she was going to go straight back to Shikamaru?

Puh-lease.

Shikamaru was a nice guy and all, and not that Sasuke would ever consider dumping her, but if he ever did, she would not go back to Shikamaru. It would show what a flimsy girl she was. And no matter what a nice guy Shikamaru she was not going to be considered asone of those girls.

If Sasuke did break up with her then she'd just go and find someone twice as hot as Sasuke.

Ino sighed, 'Yeah right…it'll be pretty impossible to find someone cuter than Sasuke…'

"Hmm, that sucks."

Ino's ears winced at that nasally voice of the weird girl next to her.

"What?" Ino demanded. Seriously her social status was already in trouble, what rumors would spread about her talking to the Proactive-in-need girl?

"Sucks about you and your boyfriend. Did he get tired of that four year old chest of yours?" the girl smirked. Ino gasped, like she was one to talk! What was she, an A-cup anyway? Okay so yeah Ino could barely fit into and A-cup anymore, but still!

"Fuck off." Ino whispered. It didn't matter what anyone thought of her anyway. It really didn't matter, because later tonight she was planning to give herself completely to Sasuke, and everything would be perfect again.

Everything would be fucking perfect.

Sakura's heart hammered in her chest as she moved her art easel next to Sasuke's. Sasuke sat on his stool staring intensely at her as she struggled with her task.

"So, do you want me to draw you first, or are you going to draw me?" Sakura looked up from what she was doing her hair flinging all around her face. A strand got caught on her lip gloss, and she hastily pulled it away.

There was no way she was going to let him paint her first, and notice all her ridiculous flaws!? For the love of God, she had a huge zit on the bottom on her chin, that she attempted to cover, but if you look closely you can still see it. Plus her eyeliner might have been smudged due to her falling asleep in History.

"I think I should draw you first."

Sasuke nodded and got off the stool, "Where do you want me?"

Sakura bit her lower lip and looked around the room. "There." She said pointing to an old armchair in the corner of the room which was next to the window. The light coming from the window was perfect, and even though the chair looked old, it looked quite comfy, and the last thing she wanted was for Sasuke to feel uncomfortable.

Sasuke shrugged and started to pick up Sakura's easel.

"Uh, I can carry it myself," Sakura said shifting her weight to the other leg while watching Sasuke fold her easel (which not using her brain, decided to move it across the room and now she has to move it back).

"It'll take me half the time to move it then it takes you…"

Sakura puffed her cheek feeling insulted.

"…And you don't want your arms feeling stressed out before you start sketching."

Sasuke didn't turn to look at her as said this and picked up the easel and settled it right in front of the armchair, and yeah it was twice as fast as Sakura would have been able to do it.

Sakura stayed in her position though. Something about what Sasuke had just said made her heart do a little back flip.

'He was thinking of my well being…' Sakura thought giddily. Even though she just met him she could tell that Sasuke was one of those guys that would rather stick a knife in their eye than to show that they have feelings of any sort.

And he just showed one right now…his compassionate side. Sakura felt a huge smile creep on her face just thinking about it…maybe he likes her, maybe he had love at first sight just like those guys from the made for TV movies. MAYBE-

"Is there a reason you're smiling like that?"

Sasuke already sat in the armchair his arms crossed staring at her curiously. Sakura felt her face heat up instantly.

Or…Maybe not.

"Oh! No reason at all…HAHA." Sakura laughed nervously and walked over to her easel and picked up her charcoal pencil. She looked up at Sasuke and saw him returning the gaze.

"Do you want me to look in any direction?" Sasuke asked. Sakura shook her head.

"No, your fine the way you are." Sakura replied. She put the pencil to the paper and started sketching the outline. While the rest of the class was filled with noise with friends chatting with each other about their awesome time on their daddy's yachts and what not, Sakura remained silent while drawing him.

There was something attracting about Sasuke that she couldn't place. Yeah he was hot, no doubt about that, but there was something else.

For one thing, he's in an art class that was only for teens with exceptional artistic skills. Plus it was completely voluntary to join. So Sasuke must love art, and to Sakura a guy that likes art is just as sexy to her as to girls who find guys who can write poetry.

Sakura went over and drew Sasuke's jaw and noticed how angular it was. Oh and his nose, perfect. Most guys have very awkward noses. And now that she looked closely, he had flawless skin (unlike some of us), and his eyebrows were very neatly groomed…and his eyes…

…amazing.

"Have you ever considered being a model?" Sakura said without thinking. Instantly she regretted it, who the hell asks a completely straight guy if they wanted to be a model?

"What?" Sasuke demanded sitting up, since he was slouching a bit.

"N-nothing!" Sakura said waving her hand frantically in front her face her face heating up once again. Jeez, why was it so hard for her to act cool in front of him? She was supposed to be the New Sakura. Not the old one that was completely invisible at her old school.

An awkward silence fell among the two of them, well an awkward silence in Sakura's mind. Sakura continued her sketch, her eyes not leaving the easel thinking she's just completely embarrassed herself.

"Yeah I was one." Sakura looked up from her easel and saw Sasuke looking out the window.

"You were a model?"

"Yeah,"

"A male model?"

"…"

"Like those guys they get on America's Next Top Model?" Sakura bit her lip to restrain herself from laughing. Even though she was one the one that asked the question in the first place, it was pretty ridiculous now that she thought of it. Seriously could you see Sasuke on that show posing for Jay with an anorexic girl clinging on to him?

"It was a long time ago Sakura." Sasuke added, regretting he even said anything. Sakura nodded, not trusting herself to use her voice, it might result in her cracking up in laughter.

"…My mother made me."

Sakura lost it. Laughter erupted from her, tears rolling down her cheek.

"Sakura," Sasuke warned. Sakura tried to control her laughter.

"I-I'm sorry," Sakura said her cheeks hurting from laughing.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at her and looked away, and the way the light his face she could tell that his face was slightly pinker than it was two minutes ago.

Oh, my gosh! Sakura thought. He's embarrassed; the boy that is void of all emotions is actually embarrassed of the fact that his own mother forced him to go into modeling.

"Sasuke, I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to laugh, don't be upset!" Sakura pleaded. Sasuke turned his head slowly and looked at her with his piercing onyx eyes.

"Whatever."

"No, Sasuke, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings! I can tell you something totally embarrassing that's happened to me!" Sakura blurted, she didn't want him to be upset with her. Sakura pondered things that have happened during the past fifteen years that she's existed.

Pretty much every single day of her life there has been an embarrassing moment. She could pick every girl's most embarrassing moment, when they first got their period.

(She was on one of those end of the year field trips in the eighth grade to Six Flags and of course the goes on the Superman ride and that's when hers decides to start, so instead of peeing on herself like everyone else, everyone see's her red stained shorts which used to be purely white. Fun.)

But you know…she wasn't going to tell that day to Sasuke.

"Um, in the seventh grade my team had just made it to the championship game for our lacrosse team, the score was tied and someone passed me the ball. I didn't know what to do with it so I basically shot it in the closest goal next to me, and that was our goal, since I was defense…" Sakura voice faded out as she peeked over her easel and looked at Sasuke.

Sasuke looked at her, his face indescribable. "That's pathetic."

Sakura's face heated up instantly. "Uh-yeah I know. I-I don't even know why I told you that." Sakura looked down at the easel and continued to sketch her picture, her knees shaking a bit from completely humiliating herself.

Damn it Sakura cursed in her mind. Why'd she say that? I mean if Sasuke didn't think she was a complete psycho with pink hair and outstanding green eyes with a childish face, and vertically challenged, well she's pretty sure he was thinking it now.

"Did your team hate you?" Sasuke asked turning his face to her, giving her his full attention.

Sakura blinked, slightly confused. Why was it that whenever she completely embarrasses herself in front of this guy, he didn't seem to care?

"Uh-well they already didn't like me very much before…so…"

"Really?" Sasuke eyes widened in surprised. "You weren't popular at your old school?"

Sakura shook her head, "I was pretty much invisible on my team, and so me messing up-"

Sasuke raised one eyebrow, "You have pink hair."

"Well…yeah."

"You have pink hair and you think you're invisible." Sasuke smirked, "Interesting." He turned his head and looked out the window again. The sun outside was setting and it gave Sasuke an eerie look.

Sakura felt her brain click. "Oh my, God, don't move." Sakura ripped her old sheet and flipped to a brand new sheet of paper. Her hand moved quickly over the paper trying to capture the moment.

"Wow!"

Sakura looked over her shoulder and saw Kurenai standing there looking at her sketch.

"That's beautiful, you really captured Sasuke." Sakura looked at her artwork and looked up at Sasuke who was eyeing her curiously.

"But I've only drawn the outline." Sakura said.

Kurenai shrugged, "Great things take time, and I can truly tell how wonderful this piece will turn out." Kurenai looked over at Sasuke. "And I can't wait to see your work as well Sasuke."

"Hn," Sasuke replied.

Kurenai laughed, "Ah, Sasuke you have such a way with words." Kurenai looked back at Sakura and smiled, "You know he's my star pupil."

"Really?"

"Of course, just look around most of his 1st place pieces are hanging up on the wall." Kurenai said pointing to the wall. Sakura walked up to a wall that had a piece of artwork with a blue ribbon attached to it, and sure enough in the corner in messy handwriting, was Sasuke's name.

"You drew this?" Sakura asked addressing Sasuke.

"Yeah." Sasuke stood up from the chair, stretching a bit, and walked up next to Sakura standing next to her. "Do you like it?"

Sakura nodded and looked up at him, "You're amazing."

Ino looked at her diamond watch her father bought for her impatiently. Sasuke was suppose to meet her at seven and now it was seven thirty so she decided to come into the cafeteria and see if he was here, but he wasn't.

"Ino, could you stop that?" Naruto snapped talking about Ino's impatient foot tapping that she was doing. "You're starting to act like Sasuke." He added.

Ino rolled her eyes and stopped her tapping, knowing how annoying it was since Sasuke was pretty much known for his constant tapping problems. "Have you seen him?"

Naruto placed a spoonful of macaroni in his mouth. "Who, Sasuke?" Ino nodded. "No, not since the assembly."

Ino sighed loudly and pulled out her cell and texted him. Sasuke always had his phone on him, always. Ino placed her phone on the table and waited for it to vibrate signaling that he texted her back, but after five minutes he didn't text back and Ino's anger rose.

"Who the hell does he think he is?" Ino blurted.

"Uh…you're yelling at your phone?" Naruto asked scooting his chair away from her.

Ino ignored the comment. "Naruto, I know you're Sasuke's best friend and everything so has he told you anything about me?"

Naruto raised an eyebrow, "Sasuke doesn't really 'talk'."

"I know that!" Ino groaned. "Forget it!" Ino wanted to take back what she asked because there was a huge chance that Naruto was going to tell Sasuke that she asked about him. And that would make her look clingy, and she knows that Sasuke hates clingy girls.

God, why am I being so desperate?

Suddenly the door to the cafeteria slammed open, Ino snapped her head up and looked over at the door assuming that Sasuke was going to march in and place a soft a peck on the cheek and take a bite out of Naruto's bagel and Ino would completely forget about what he did, because you know, he is that hot.

But instead it was her ex, Shikamaru. He walked up to their table and pulled a chair out and sat next to Hinata who was reading a book the new Twilight book.

"Hey have you guys seen Sakura?" Shikamaru asked. Ino scoffed angrily.

"The new chick, you think that she'd be allowed to sit here?" Ino was referring to The Table which was placed in the middle of the cafeteria and anyone who was anyone wanted to be able to sit there. But of course it was all based on who you knew, how rich you were, and if you were amazingly gorgeous or not.

Tenten laughed. "Ino!"

Ino flipped her long blonde hair, "Well you know it's true. Where she from anyway? Ohio?"

"Kansas, Ino she's from Kansas." Hinata cut in looking up from her book. Ino rolled her eyes.

"Well wherever she's from, she is not welcome here at this table, there's no space."

"But, there's an empty seat because Karin's not sitting here." Neji pointed out. Ino narrowed her eyes.

"Not anymore." Ino stood up and walked across the cafeteria to where Hanabi, Hinata sister, was sitting. She tapped her shoulder and Hanabi turned around looking at her in shock.

"I-I-Ino, What a-a-are you d-doing-"

"Yeah, okay don't hurt yourself." Ino said. She grabbed Hanabi by the arm and dragged her over to her table and placed her next to her spot, in Karin's seat. Hanabi looked around slightly confused, and received an apologetic look from her big sister.

"Oh, look no more space." Ino said cheerfully sitting back in her seat, crossing her arms.

"Wow, you're a true bitch." Naruto commented. Ino laughed, not insulted at all.

"Tell me something I don't know, Naruto."

Shikamaru yawned, "I didn't ask for all this drama, I just asked if you've seen her is all."

"Why?" Hinata asked softly.

"We were supposed to go get some coffee but she never showed." Shikamaru explained reaching for a bit of Choji's bagel, but got his hand slapped. Honestly he wasn't quite sure how Choji was allowed to sit at The Table, he didn't exactly have the 'image', but everyone put up with him because he is a nice guy. And his great grandfather created Pop-Tarts.

"Well if you ask me, it's a complete waste of time. I mean that girl is so fishy. You know I saw her eyeing my clothes?" Ino said quickly.

"No way!" Tayuya exclaimed. She was known for spreading gossip, no matter if it was true or not.

"Yeah! She was all like, 'I love your clothes Ino' and I was all like, 'Ha! I would be worried that you might steal them, but you know you wouldn't be able to fit in them.'"

Laughter erupted from the table, except from Shikamaru and Hinata, which was expected. And Neji…he wasn't laughing either, but Neji, like Sasuke, didn't do happy. But what shocked Ino was that Naruto was laughing either.

"What's your problem?" Ino snapped. Naruto shrugged.

"She's a pretty cool girl." Ino crossed her arms angrily. Naruto was quite popular himself, for reasons she could not explain, and if Naruto said something like he likes Sakura, well people might actually think they like that pink haired girl too.

"Why, is she the next whore on your list of girls to bang?" Ino demanded.

Naruto chuckled, "Ah, Ino, don't forget once upon a time you were on that list."

Ino nearly barfed at the memory. "Don't remind me."

"Oh, please. Don't pretend you didn't enjoy it. And, no she isn't on that list; actually I've been thinking I'm going to change."

Now at this the entire table laughed, even Neji. Everyone knows that Naruto was the biggest man whore in the entire school, if not the entire world.

"What! It's true, from now on no more girls."

"So…you're going for boys?" Shikamaru smirked.

"Ha, very funny," Naruto said sarcastically. "No, I'm going to limit the amount of girls I hook-up with."

Shikamaru laughed, "I'd believe that when I see it."

Sasuke sat on a desk while Sakura sat on the floor cross-legged.

"…So then my best friend Meiko was laughing at me and then the teacher totally sent me to the office for no apparent reason, I mean it wasn't even my fault…" Sakura said cheerfully as she continued on with one of her stories. They decided to take a break from the art and the two of them started talking. Well Sakura started talking and she hasn't stopped since.

And shockingly Sasuke wasn't bored out of his mind. Usually when Ino tells stories it usually involves fashion from Milan, or Gossip Girl's latest episode, which he didn't really care much about.

Sasuke watched her as her eyes lighted up and got wider whenever the story got really interesting or the way her hands would move along while she spoke or when-

Whoa.

What was he doing? He was sitting in an empty class room that's been over for about an hour or so now, talking to the new girl…while his girlfriend was waiting for him, so they could go hook-up or whatever it is she wanted.

Sasuke sighed; damn his life was starting to sound like an episode of The Hills. Which you know he didn't watch or anything…Ino just talked about it constantly.

Suddenly the talking stopped abruptly, and Sasuke snapped out of his thoughts.

"What?" Sasuke asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm boring aren't I?" Sakura asked softly, her face turning red. Sasuke smirked.

"No."

Sakura smiled and stood up from the floor and stretched, her stomach grumbling.

"Hungry?" Sasuke asked, standing up as well.

Sakura giggled, "Yeah, starving in fact." Sasuke nodded slightly feeling guilty for keeping her from dinner. He wasn't used to making sure the other person he hung out with wasn't hungry, Ino was always hungry but refused to eat so he gave up asking her if she was hungry. And Naruto was always eating. Maybe if they were lucky they could grab something to eat before it ended.

"Oh, no!" Sakura exclaimed. Sasuke turned around and saw her staring at the clock.

"What?"

"I had no idea it was this late!" Sasuke looked at the clock; it was now a quarter until eight. "I promised Shikamaru I would meet him from coffee!"

Sasuke made scoffed and continued walking.

"What's wrong, you don't like him?" Sakura asked catching up to him.

"We don't get along."

"Why?" Sakura asked. Sasuke stared down at her since she was a whole head shorter then him. Was he really going to tell her that he stole his girlfriend only because he didn't want rabid girls chasing him down anymore? And it wasn't as if he really did like Ino, okay, she was hot, but he only dated her because she was one of the most feared girls in school (mostly because she was Karin's best friend, and he be damned if he ever dated Karin, psycho bitch).

"It's complicated."

"Oh, well I hope he's not going to be mad at me."

Sasuke's jaw clenched, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the whole idea of Shikamaru being anywhere near Sakura. But why should it concern him, he's already got a girlfriend. And it was the girl he stole from Shikamaru, so he had no right to say what Shikamaru should do and what he shouldn't do.

Sakura sighed, "I really hope he's not upset with me standing him up, I was starting to think we might be good friends."

Sasuke stuffed his hands in his pockets, in dire need for a change in the topic.

"Don't worry, he'll get over it."

Eastern Konoha Texting:

KibaInuzka: Hey!

KibaInuzka: I tried calling u earlier 2day

KibaInuzka: Ok, well ur probably busy being student representative and all…

KibaInuzka: Uh, Right. I'll just call you again.

KibaInuzka: Bye.

Hinata Hyuga's voicemail:

Hey, uh hi! It's me Kiba. Right. You probably knew that, cause of caller ID and all…um. So how as your first day? I haven't heard from you in a while…and I was just seeing if you were okay, and all. At my school things are chill. Uh, I met the rest of my football team…today. Right. Okay. Um, this is Kiba…Oh wait I already said that. Okay. And Akamaru says hi…yeah. He misses you petting him…and yeah well I do too. Not you petting me just that I miss you…and, okay. This is really long, and just give me a call later. Okay. Bye.

Oh my gosh. This took WAY longer to write then I expected! I hope I can get the next chapter in soon. OH! AND I KNOW! Hinata and Kakashi? Gross huh? Lol. Don't worry it won't last that long…or will it?

I know the story kinda…dull now. But OH MY GOSH! Trust me it gets TEN TIMES as exciting later in on the story!

Lol. Review please!

-xooreoxo