A/N Note: Inner Sakura will talk in bold with asterix (*), and Sasuke will talk to himself in italics. Anyway, I am creating a universe here *cackles evilly* so I am starting to work in chronological order, but will continue writng drabbles or "snapshots" as the rabid plotbunny attacks me muse strikes me. Enjoy :)
Haruno Sakura fidgeted, a triumphant happiness gleaming within her grass green eyes. Glancing slyly, she squealed once again at the beautiful sight before her, one that she alone would have on her team forever.
*Take that, Ino-pig! Shannaro!*
Uchiha Sasuke. Perfection at its utmost. From the locks of blue-black hair that carefully hid from view the introspective, dark brown eyes. The loose blue shirt with the Uchiha *Lollipop*— fan contrasting so sharply with the unmarred pale skin...
"Ano... Haruno-chan, would you happen to know when our sensei will arrive?"
She glared from behind pink locks at the other teammate— *how DARE he interrupt her Sasuke gazing!* and sighed,at least he wasn't Ino, or like that creepy bug-eyed, fuzzy browed upperclassman who had tried to talk to her. She shuddered quietly at the memory, fixing her keen observational skills on a less mentally scarring figure.
Yuhi Shuiro was new to her, had been in Mizuki-*ASSHOLE*-sensei's class. He had wavy, soft black hair tied in the back with a nondescript ponytail, red eyes unfocused, and a questioning tilt to his head. All the other teams had left with their own jounin-senseis, all the mourners and grievers had murmured their last condolences. The new *weak* substitute fled the scene as quickly as possible, making her long all the more for her old sensei, the chestnut-haired chuunin, who would have stood by them and given their new sensei HELL for being late *Shannaro! Teach HIM to keep us waiting!*
"Damn it! Where is that Baka-sensei?" She screeched, fist slamming into the desk, a few splinters catching the light before tinkling at her feet. Iruka-sensei will... would have yelled at her for that.
"Right Here"
"EEEEEEEEEKKK!" (because Sakura cracks the sound barrier, and Shuiro has yet to go through puberty XD )
Sakura and Shuiro leapt back, smoke still wisping about them from the silver-haired man's entrance. Sasuke's normally indifferent brown eyes were wide with shock, So this is what a jounin is. Their new sensei's blue mask shifted slightly as he chuckled, only eye visible curved into an inverted "u";
"My first impressions of you guys are... I hate you."
A/N: Sorry, this chapter is not one of my better ones, I needed to introduce my OC, *kudos to Jun-Gin for helping me get a good personality (he will be fleshed out later)*. Chocolate chip cookies to those who know who said OC is related to without looking it up! I know the team dynamics are not the greatest (two quiet guys and one lovestruck girl... but I'm working on it!) Midterms are here, so again sorry if it is not up to par. I'm not trying to bash Sakura, but until she realizes what's important *SPOILER* she will be an air-headed fangirl *smirks*. Again, hope you enjoy, and as stated in my profile I will continue to update even if no one reviews. SO DON'T FEEL ANY PRESSURE, NONE AT ALL! DON'T SUPPORT HIGH-SCHOOL STUDENTS TAKING AWAY TIME FROM PRECIOUS STUDYING! IT'S OKAY, NO ONE BLAMES YOU, REALLY!
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