Yola mina! I Know it been a very, very long time since i updated this story and the reason for that is because I had a problem working out the space time continuum thing. So don't think that I stopped writting because I didn't care about the story or anything like that. It was because I didn't know what to do but I'm working on it.

This chapter is for all reader who kept checking to see if I updated, I got your messages!

Chapter 4

(Karin's POV)

The lunch room was noisy as always. I was sitting next to one of the hottest guys also known as my boyfriend as usual. The only thing that made today look different, was that Sakura has a boyfriend, who looked like Sasuke.

The spiky blond headed idiot and the other loud mouth blonde were arguing over something I really didn't care about. I was bored and there was nothing for me to do. 'Sasuke-kun isn't paying attention to me!' I looked around the table to see who I could torture.

The only target of interest, was the new 'couple', the pink headed bitch and Daisuke, who were having a heated conversation.

Deciding to interfere, I asked, "So are you two like dating now?"

All of the conversations were put on pause, everyone close enough to hear had their ears cocked up. Even Sasuke stopped moving. Something has finally caught his interest and it wasn't me.

"Sakura turned to face me with a blush on her face. "Well I guess we are."

From the corner of my eye, I saw Sasuke shift in his seat and I hated that she got that reaction from him.

"I wasn't talking to you, Sakura. I was talking to Daisuke."

Sasuke froze completely, as if he turned into a statue.

Daisuke's eyes were on Sasuke when he answered me, "Well Karin, what does your eyes tell you?" with that being said, Daisuke pulled Sakura into a hug, wrapping one of his arms around her waist and give her a kiss on the cheek.

I could feel Sasuke shaking next to me. Before I could ask what was wrong with him, he rose to his feet.

"I just remembered, I have to go see Lady Tsunade." Sasuke said marching out of the cafeteria. Then I saw Daisuke get up.

"I gottra go."

"Go or go go?" That stupid blond headed idiot asked.

Daisuke looked at Naruto weirdly before answering, "Uh… Go go?"

"Cool, cool." Naruto said relaxing into his seat.

'Uhh… I hate boy talk,' as Daisuke exited the cafeteria, I gave Sakura one of my disgusted looks, 'but I hate her more.'

(Sakura's POV)

Naruto being the ass that he is asked if he had to go or go go. Daisuke said that he had to go go and dashed out of the cafeteria. Obviously everyone assumed that Naruto was being a baka again but I knew what he was really was saying, 'Do you need back up or are you going alone?'. Which Daisuke replied, 'I got this covered.' before exiting.

Leaving me to sit and watch a dumb blonde trapped in a red heads body.

I didn't mean to be observant but Karin has really dark colored eyes, I mean at first glance they look normal but if you really look at them you would swear that it isn't brown. There was a look of old age in her eyes. 'I wonder why I haven't seen it before.'

I guess I made it obvious that I was staring at her and she caught me with her eyes. She glared at me darkly, her eyes threatening to or try to bring suffering and pain. Then as if she was caught off guard, she got up and stormed out of the lunchroom. I don't know why but there was definitely something off about her besides her eyes…

The day continued as normal, if anything was normal anymore. I guess Karin went home because I never saw her after what happened at lunch, then again she kind of spared my eyesight from going bad, with her glaring at me and what not. I didn't see much of Daisuke either but I he was still in school. As for Sasuke, who I had eighth period with, he seemed as if he wanted to have nothing to do with me.

It was a long walk home or at least it felt like it and strangely my ipod was struck on 'Kings and Queens' by 30 Seconds to Mars. It's a great song so I didn't mind.

(Sasuke's POV)

I was angrily walking down the hallway to my only relaxing place, the gym. My hands were on the doors of the gym when a hand weighed heavily on my shoulder. At this point I knew that it had to be Naruto, who was going to try and convince me to go back with him to the cafeteria.

"We need to talk." Said a different voice from whose I imagined.

'Where is that baka?' I thought not looking around in fear that he would be there in Naruto stead and true to what I thought, he was the one who stopped me, Daisuke Uchino. I looked at Daisuke, no I gave him the famous 'Uchiha' glare.

"What do you want?" I asked coldly.

"Didn't you hear me, we need to talk," he answered, completely unfazed.

I nudged my head in the direction of the gym and proceeded to walk towards it with Daisuke not too far behind. Several plans of assault came to my mind as I walked towards the gym with Daisuke a heard of me. For this, I was grateful that he decided to speed ahead of me, he only gave me more opportunities to attack him for what he did.

'Wait… what did he do?' I thought for a moment.

There was no reason for me to hate him for dating Sakura, but for some reason I did. I hated him for it.

There was no doubt in my mind that this was how a bull felt in the arena when the rodeo dangled the red piece of cloth in his face because at this point in time, I really wanted to charge at Daisuke, and have him lying on the floor emotionlessly or bleeding red.

The gym was empty which was what I expected it to be as it was still lunch time and there were no P.E. classes during lunch. I would have grabbed a ball from the equipment closet and shoot some hoops as I tried to figure out why I cared about who Sakura dated. But that could never happen as long as he was here with me.

Feet tapped against the polished wooden floor, moving away from me and closer toward a door I knew too well. I watched as Daisuke opened the equipment closet door and grabbed a basketball from off the rack of other balls and threw it at me.

"Let's play a quick game while we talk, shall we?"

(Daisuke's POV)

Walking down the hallway towards the gym with dad behind me, made me feel like a little kid who got into some kind of trouble. I could feel his cold eyes on the back of my head and I knew that to him, I was no longer a child that did something wrong that could be fixed, but a young man, who touched something that he shouldn't have.

'Maybe what I did back there was a little over the top.'

But I knew it wasn't. Mom was, well… my mom and it was normal to give her a kiss on the cheek or forehead or even to give her a hug but of course dad of this time frame didn't know that.

"He doesn't even know I'm his son." I grumbled with a sigh but of course dad was too busy being mad at me to notice or even hear what I just said.

The gym was empty but that was to be expected, who would want to spend hazardous place? There was one person who did, my dad.

He often told me stories about how the gym use to be before they expanded it into what it is today in my time. Actually see the gym as it used to before I was born was just as Dad told me, no it was exactly what he told me. The wood floor board glazed with a coat of clear vanish the glistened when rays from the semi closed red curtains hit it. The old banner with our school team's name, that's now on display in the school's trophy case, was hanging on top of the score board where it use to belong, looking at it, it were relatively new and my an old rusted piece of art work. The old gym was totally different from the way I imagined it to be but dad, he remembered all of it.

Inspecting the gym only took me a few second. If I had taken any longer, I knew dad would leave thinking that I just wanted to waste his time and amount of oxygen that we were sharing. I was here to talk and dad was here to vent and the only way dad of this timeframe knew how to vent was through shooting some hoops.

"Let's play a quick game while we talk, shall we?" I asked after I threw him the basketball I retrieved from the equipment closet.

"Hn, your funeral."

And boy did Dad have a lot to vent about.

I was out of breath, huffing and puffing after then minutes.

'Dad wasn't lying when he said that he could have beaten me in a game if he was twenty years younger.'

Swish!

Another successful shot made and it wasn't by me, but by my old man. I could feel his eyes laughing at me even though there was only a smirk placed on his lips. I didn't even get a chance to talk with him as I was too busy being on the defense. It wasn't until after the bell rang that we actually did some talking with our mouths and not through a game of basketball.

Ring!

"Wait!" I shouted at the retreating figure, "We still have to talk."

He stopped walking, not even turning to face me and said, "What is there to talk about?" before walking out of the gym.

TO BE CONTINUED...

So I hope you guys like it, I tried my best to write like I did before but I don't think I can anymore. Read and review and if you have any ideas for how i could work out the space time continuum thing that would be greatly appreciated. until next time.

Ja ne mina! ^_^