Sasuke walked into his classroom and sat down. He soon noticed that Naruto and company were actually in class, arguing.
"I can't believe you let me forget my goggles!" Naruto's spiky head bobbed in anger.
"Well excu~se me for listening when you told us to run!" Kiba angrily slammed his hand on the table, shaking it.
Shikamaru was covering his ears as much as he could, glaring with one eye as they continued, "Just shut up you two, the headache you're giving me is such a drag~"
"No!" the scream came in unison, followed by a loud and exasperated sigh from Shikamaru.
"Alright settle down, Naruto! I'll get you a new pair sometime this week," Iruka grabbed the back of Naruto's white collar.
"Okay…" Naruto reluctantly muttered.
"See? That wasn't so hard, all you had to do was ask Iruka-sensei to get one for you," Kiba snorted while poking the skin of Naruto's belly, which had been uncovered by Iruka.
"Stop~," Naruto flailed his arms and legs at Kiba, who avoided them easily.
"You can't even hit me, see?" Kiba smirked. Just as Kiba was about to take his seat triumphantly, Naruto's foot caught his cheek.
"Ha!" Naruto laughed as Iruka set him down.
"Ah… Oh dear…" Iruka said as he realized what he had done, "Um, Naruto, I seem to have spilled some of my milk in your hair…"
"What?" Naruto felt his head, "No!"
"Um, look on the bright side, Naruto! It might help you finally grow taller!" Iruka laughed.
"Aw, that's not funny Iruka-sensei!"
"Anyways, go wash up while I get class started."
"Okay…"
Naruto sullenly walked out the door, pouting up at his hair. The sight of a pouting Naruto sent Sasuke's heart aflutter as he gripped his chest, trying to calm himself down.
"Yoohoo!" a familiar voice called. Sasuke looked up slowly, the identity of the person slowly and terrifyingly dawning on him. He was truly indebted to Iruka for spilling that milk on Naruto, because now his brother would leave without having seen him. He covered his face as best he could.
"Aren't you Itachi Uchiha?" Iruka stared at the sixteen year old in awe, "Goodness! *ahem* Class, this is Sasuke's elder brother Itachi, he is one of the youngest students to ever graduate from the academy. Please treat him with respect."
"Oh um, hello everyone! I just came here to deliver my brother's lunch," Itachi glanced around, spotting Sasuke easily, but there wasn't a single soul that looked even remotely like the Naruto that was described to him. He pouted.
"Oh, would you please stay for this lesson? We are going over the most important qualities of a shinobi."
Itachi's eyes lit up, "Of course I'll stay."
Sasuke groaned, knowing that the day was going to last forever.
Naruto walked into the classroom just as Itachi took the empty seat next to Sasuke, "Iruka-sensei! There were no paper towels in the bathroom!"
"Oh, I'm going to have to inform a worker then… Itachi, could you please watch my class?"
"Sure," Itachi then realized just who it was that had walked in. It was none other than the young man his little brother had fallen for, but his focus wasn't on Sasuke at all.
"Hey, Kiba!" Kiba was high fived as Naruto sat down. Itachi observed the situation closely, ignoring the young girls that crowded both Sasuke and himself.
"Your hair's flat again," Shikamaru stated while yawning.
"No! Now it's gonna be like this all day!" Naruto whined.
"It's okay, I think you look better like this!" Kiba laughed as he ruffled Naruto's wet hair.
"Shut up!" Kiba's hand was pushed away lightly.
"I can't believe how easily they forgive and forget, those two." A boy behind him muttered to his friend.
"Wasn't it Kiba's fault that Iruka-sensei had to pick Naruto up in the first place?" his friend questioned.
"Yeah, if it hadn't have been for Kiba, Naruto's hair would still be fine, but just look at him. He doesn't even know how to blame someone for anything, they're acting like best friends once again."
Itachi stopped listening and focused on the young girls who weren't showering him with questions, "Hey, do you think they could be…" one girl held up a pinky.
"No way! They argue too much!" Another girl denied.
"But isn't that the beauty of it? They act just like a married couple!" she squealed as Kiba jokingly threw his arms around Naruto's waist while being pushed away.
Itachi was suddenly aware of Sasuke's dilemma. He had an obstacle, a big obstacle by the looks of it.