Itachi's lecture was pretty boring, not to mention interesting. And, yes, I do love using oxymorons. So when the bell rang, I immediately jumped out of my seat and grabbed Sasuke's hand, pulling him towards the door. He came quite willingly, though I did have to dig my heel into the ground to get some speed out of him. My goodness! That boy has only one speed, and that is: pretty fucking slow.

So when I took him out in the hall and didn't let him go until I had him pinned up against the wall…well, people started to stare, but I'm not entirely sure if they are staring at me with envy or admiration. But I have a feeling that it is a bit of a mixture. Since I'm just about an inch shorter than my raven, I have to stand up on my toes to give him a quick peck on the lips.

Sasuke stared at me with wide, open eyes. I think I did a good job, but his eyes just said that I had completely embarrassed him! So I'm guessing that it was his first kiss. But all I can say is that it was my first time kissing a guy. In fact, I had been a lesbian until just a few months ago.

"Naruto," Sasuke said, looking into my amused eyes. I smiled sweetly before asking what class he had next. And, what a surprise! He had an amateur medic class that was led by Shizune. I, on the other hand, had Human Anatomy with Orochimaru. And from what I've been hearing, he is one sick guy. So I immediately head to his class, slipping in through the door just before the bell.

He eyes my like eye candy—which, I'm sure I am—and I eye him like he's a creeper—which, once again, I'm sure he is. So when he goes through the list of names, I pick out a little "tendency" of his.

"Suzy." Smirk.

"Billy." Frown.

"Simon." Frown.

"Karen." Smirk.

"Jason." Frown. Well, we know he's not gay.

"Naruto-chan?" Major grin, I mean mouth wide and tongue showing. Definitely a creeper.

"Chan?" I questioned, arching a delicate eyebrow. "Last time I checked I wasn't a fricken' "chan."" I ground out. "I am a pretty hot bitch, and trust me; you're not getting any of this!" I exclaimed calmly while standing and running a spiny figure up my well defined body starting at the bottom of my butt. And, being the pervert that the sicko is, he licked his lips, which totally grossed me out. And, I may be asking for Sasuke's forgiveness by the end of the period.

"I'm sorry Naruto, my apologies. But, if I may ask, may I see you out in the hall?" I nodded my head at his inquiry before following him out into the hall. All the kids made gawking noises, I'm sure that they all knew what kind of a disgusting freak that guy is. So when I turn to face him, it's no wonder that his groin draws out more attention to me then his make-up packed face.

He makes a few looks to see if anyone is near-by. But since we are in a whole separate building than most of the students, I guess that it is no surprise that there isn't. So when he smiles and asks me a few personal questions, I just smile and nod before strutting up to him suggestively.

"Shouldn't we take this to the closet?" I asked in what I thought to be the most angelic voice that I've ever heard. I had seen a janitor's closet just as I came into this building and decided that this little "game" might be kind of fun.

So when I lead him to the closet while walking with a little sway in my hips, I turn around to close the door. Orochimaru then grabs my arms, before applying his slobbery tongue to my neck. It actually feels nice—though it thoroughly disgusts me—and I can tell that he has done this kind of thing before. My hands intertwine with his long hair, and then they travel down to his back. I am doing my best to bring him pleasure, to keep him going.

He moans in pleasure and starts fingering the hem of my shirt. He wants to make this a quickie and I just moan sarcastically. When my fingers prod along the pale skin of his arm, I tell him to let go of me and I'll give him something "special." He does what I say. So when I take hold of his wrists in a violent manor, he is taken quite off guard and I punch the light switch so that he can't see and grab the keys hanging on the silver hook. I then throw him back using one hand and get out of that closet as quick as I can. I quietly thank whoever was stupid enough to leave the keys in the closet and lock the dead bolt and the door knob from the outside.

Walking down back to the science room, I hummed quietly, smiling inwardly. I then took a seat at my desk and put my converse on the table in front of me. All of the kids—especially the guys—wondered what I did to him. I told them the story, ignoring the looks of disgust that some of them gave me.

"Sakura was right; you are nothing but a no-good slut. I can't believe that Sasuke-kun is going out with you!" One girl had the guts to say to me. She looked similar to Sakura; only her face was longer and was speckled with a few freckles. Her hair was a darker pink, taking on a magenta kind of color. I guess she was a Sasuke and Sakura fan girl. Gross!

"Hey!" I called out to the girl and she looked back at me. "Are you a virgin?" She nodded her head "no." Acting like that was a no brainer. Then she went and asked if I was. The simple answer I gave was an enthusiastic, "You bet'cha!" Her eyes were open wide as I ruffled my short hair. "And I hope you know, Sasuke will only date "virgins.""All the girls looked at me in alarm (I'm guessing that they don't get the fact that I don't even know what I'm talking about) as all the guys fell back laughing. Like they knew there was something that was wrong with the boy.

"What a douche bag!" One of the guys chuckled. I looked at him with such menace that he instantly fell quite. All I knew was that I would rather date a virgin than a guy who has sex with every girl he dates. I made a face at that thought.

For the rest of the period, we all just talked and laughed. Most of the guys even fanned over me when all the girls gathered in a little group discussing how I was such a skank. But I really didn't give a damn.

"Dude! If you ever need a booty call, just call me!" A guy named Cameron exclaimed while sliding over a sheet of paper with his number on it. I took it while laughing telling them that that probably wasn't going to happen. Then all the other guys just grabbed my phone from my backpack—which was on the floor—and just started adding their numbers in. And I'm sure that they added a lot of their friends too. And how right I was. When I looked at my contact list, I had a little fewer than 50 new numbers!

I even had an escort to my history class which was taught by a guy named Iruka. In fact, the guy—I think his name was Sam—even walked me to my desk by Sasuke. I sat down and leaned on his shoulder, laughing so hard that I started crying. "You'll never be able to guess what I did last hour!" I exclaimed repeating the incident with Orochimaru and saying how I'm guessing he is still in the closet. I even went on with how I told the girl that called me a slut that I was still a virgin and how that made her look really skanky. He looked at me with bewilderment when I showed him all of the contacts that I had put under the title "Sex Addicts." He laughed at that one.

"We have a new student in here today, class," Iruka said while beginning class. He beckoned me up to the front of the class, ignoring my attire and had me introduce myself.

"Hello, my name is Uzamaki, Naruto, and I like naked tools," I smirked; using a Shakespeare reference that I'm sure Iruka was familiar with. Everyone but Iruka laughed uncontrollably, growing red in the face as I walked back to my seat.

"That was very inappropriate, Naruto," Iruka coughed before turning to the smart board.

"Only if you interpret it that way," I say referring to the meaning I had implied. Poles. I liked poles, they were a bare essential in my life, and I planned to keep it that way. And, surprisingly, a few of the guys handed me there numbers (evidently word hadn't spread too fast in this school), then one added, "Just in case the stoic Uchiha bores you." I put him in under "Sex Addicts."

"You're not actually going to call any of them are you?" Sasuke asked me after class as he walked me to my locker. It was time for lunch and I had decided to dump my backpack off at my locker.

"No, they're only for a good laugh, Sasuke," I smiled, tucking his bangs behind his ear so that he looked like a dork. He shook his head in a way that suggested that he liked his hair in his face. Well, that works too. He nodded and continued to escort me to the lunch room.

When we got sat down to eat, I noticed how little was on his plate compared to what was on mine.

For the main entrée—which we both had—was an enchilada drowned with salsa and cheese. That was all he had—besides a grape soda. Then I had a pile of barbequed beans, mashed potatoes that was overtook by a bunch of gravy, and last but not least, was the browned rice. I would wash it all down with a bottle of orange juice. And the sad thing was that I wasn't even going to dance tonight, otherwise I would've eaten a hell of a lot more.

"Sasuke?" I asked, concerned.

"School food is disgusting." He dug into the enchilada slowly, his face contorting into a sickly expression.

"I better not have to cook for you then," I said before beginning with my beans, which I ate quickly.

All in all, when the meal was finished, I was quite full. And I actually thought that the food was really delicious! But I suppose that he thinks it taste horrible because he's such a rich bastard. I had money; I just wasn't drowning in it. I spent most of mine on clothes and posters and professional photographers.

The day passed fairly quickly, I got a few quips in and a lot of guys fanned over me, though Sasuke bit them back with his death-promising glare. And, I think I was ready to put together a little demo for boss this evening, and maybe Sasuke could even help me.

So when I offered him the idea of going to my house, he accepted gladly and accompanied me to my place. He seemed pretty surprised when he saw my two story house completed with a basement. I had a nice garage and everything. He even commented on it. He even told me that he figured that the reason that I didn't have a uniform was because I couldn't afford one! I had to laugh at that one.

I took him up to my bedroom—he did feel nervous for a moment, but I assured him that I wasn't after anything.

"Hey, give me your opinion on this song, alright?" I said, catching him off guard, Sasuke was fooling around with my computer while I was writing quietly. "It just kind of reflects how the guys' reacted to me; but in a more club-like atmosphere. A.K.A., it's about sex—in a way, I mean." He nodded his head before spinning around to face me. It had been a little over two hours (it was now 5:45), and I had finally got the beat that I wanted as well as the perfect lyrics!

"Oh baby baby have u seen Amy tonight? Is she in the bathroom, is she smokin' up outside?
Oh baby baby does she take a piece of lime. For the drink that I'm a buy her do you know just what she likes? Oh."

I sang, closing my eyes and dancing around on my bed while I let him hear my lyrics. The beat just overtook my body and made it feel like it had a mind of its own!

"Oh oh tell me have you seen her cause I'm so oh. I can't get her off of my brain
I just wanna go to the party she gon' go. Can somebody take me home?
Ha ha he he ha ha ho

Love me hate me but can't you see what I see. All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin' to if u seek Amy. Oh say what you want about me
Oh but can't you see what I see? Oh say what you want about me.
All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin to if u seek Amy"

I continued, now dancing full out in my room, I practically forgot that Sasuke was even here! My body twisted and turned, and I even got on a pole that I had installed in my room!

"Love me hate me but can't you see what I see. All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin' to if u seek Amy. Oh say what you want about me. Oh but can't you see what I see? Oh say what you want about me. All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin to if u seek Amy

Love me hate me but can't you see what I see. All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin' to if u seek Amy. Oh say what you want about me. Oh but can't you see what I see? Oh say what you want about me. All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin to if u seek Amy."

Breathing heavily, I fell down on the floor, noticing Sasuke once again. "So, how was it?" I asked, before getting up and cantering over to my raven. I sat on his lap and put my arms around his neck in a romantic way. It was kind of sweet the way he touched me without even realizing what he was doing. That was another thing that I loved about him!

"I loved it," Sasuke smirked, leaning down to peck me on the cheek. I smiled and kissed him back, only this one was on the lips.