A/N: Another chapter I got around to finishing. :/ It's not my best work, but hey, I'm lazy.

LMAO. My attempt at writing Hidan was pretty pitiful. But hey, in my defense, he's a pretty off-balanced character, so there. HA.

Full Summery:

The Four Aristocrats, known rulers of Konoha Elite – school for the bright and rich. The band made up of Sasuke Uchiha – son of profound Fugaku Uchiha and heir to the Uchiha Corporation; Neji Hyuuga – nephew of Hiashi Hyuuga and in line for the head of the Hyuuga INC; Gaara Sabaku – already head of the Sabaku Enterprise; and Shikamaru Nara – only successor to the Nara Association.

Naruto Uzumaki, young at the age of 16, but already a senior in high school enters the school of his dreams along with his foster-sister Ino. The adorable, cute, hilarious blond is without a doubt a great attraction to all of the men in Konoha Elite. Yet, upon catching the eyes of the three largest beneficiaries will definitely cause a few problems. Who will win the heart of the blond? And will Naru-chan be able to ward off the evils of fame and prices it comes with?

Contains Yaoi and pairings: SasuNaru, NejiGaara, ItaDei, ShikaIno, and KakaIru

Happy Reading! ^.^

Disclaimer:

BHIris: Remind me, how did we blow up that oven again?

Neji: We did nothing…

Gaara: It was all you, Iris.

BHIris: No, Naruto poured the oil on the oven and Deidara was the one who turned it on…

Gaara: Yes, but Naruto can't fucking cook at all. And you know Deidara, he just likes blowing things up.

Deidara: -wink- That's right, un!

BHIris: So…it's not totally my fault then.

Neji: It was your idea, therefor the blame goes to you.

Gaara: Exactly.

BHIris: -pause- …I hate you guys, you know?

Naruto: Love you too, Iris-nii-chan!

Shikamaru: For the hell of it, BlackhawkIris doesn't own Naruto. For one, if she did, she would be able to control them. Instead, she's so into the argument, she forgot the disclaimer.

Deidara: Go Iris-chan! –struggles- Oi, Itachi, leggo! Where're you taking me! Ah!

-smirk- Ah, I'm so evil.

Chapter Four

The door of the main office opened agonizingly slowly, but not enough to escape the knowledge of Principle Tsunade. Unintentionally interrupting the disturbing session between the principle and Naruto (whose face was still blisteringly red), the renowned four men stepped in.

Sasuke Uchiha stood in front as Neji Hyuuga, Gaara Sabaku, and Shikamaru Nara filed in leisurely after him. There was no rush in their pace, since none of them was too excited for the lecture nor being sent to class. When all four were situated inside the now stuffy seeming room (possibly due to the fact that Tsunade had not calmed down one bit through the entire assemble), Tsunade spoke, her voice quivering with threaded anger.

"So, you finally made it did you? What is your excuse this time? Perhaps, the engine broke down again for half an hour. Or maybe Neji's non-existent dog chewed up Shikamaru's tie again?"

Gaara snickered at the memory, but Tsunade did not seem amused.

"Well, Mr. Sabaku, would you like to explain why you are late this fine Monday morning?" Her voice was seemingly strained as she clenched her teeth together.

He pretended to think for a moment before—

"Oh my god, it's the 'Stupendous Four'! Naru-chan, remember I was telling you about this some time ago? I can't believe my eyes…I must be dreaming!" Ino squealed, unlike herself.

Neji cocked an eyebrow, as did the rest. Shizune looked amused and Tsunade just looked angry.

Stupendous Four?

"What? I don't remember…"

Naruto piped in, his voice drawing attention from the four men. Sasuke's back stiffened for a moment, before he forced it back into the relaxed position. His eyes however did not leave the blond male for an instant, as his mind went on an inner high. Shikamaru took note of his expression, but did nothing but narrow his eyes.

Ino rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Do you ever remember anything? Wait, don't answer that," She added when it seemed Naruto was about to cut in, "It's the Sasuke Uchiha, of the Uchiha Corporation. Neji Hyuuga of the Hyuuga INC., Shikamaru Nara from the Nara Association, and last but not least, Gaara Sabaku from the Sabaku Enterprise. They were all voted the four hottest men in all of Asia according to Hot-Check Weekly." Ino pulled out the magazine from somewhere and pointed at the cover. There stood the towering 'Stupendous Four', their names printed in dark bold.

Naruto still looked confused.

Ino sighed and added, "…'Stuck-up Four'…"

Naruto's gaze instantly brightened as he recalled the past conversation.

"Oh yah! Dei-onii-chan was telling us about his job at the U-Uchiwa –something Corporation and how stuck up rich people were. And you were reading that—" Suddenly cutting off, his eyes narrowed. However, instead of looking scary, he looked rather like a little kitten trying to look menacing. "Ino-chan! Iruka said to get rid of those magazines! He said they rotted your brains! Where'd you get that one from?"

Ino tried playing off as innocent.

"Naru-chan, I was just refreshing your memory. Now, it doesn't matter where I got it from. Iruka will hear nothing of this, right?"

Naruto pretended to think, tapping his finger on his chin cutely. Everyone else in the room melted from his oblivious act. Stupendous Four included.

Sasuke was trying hard not to stare too obviously at the blond boy. Though, in his mind, he personally thought he had never seen someone was cute as Naru-chan was. Naruto's slim body was clothed in the dark jeans that hugged his (Sasuke was so not staring) ass perfectly. The too-large Konoha Elite jacket was strung over the bright orange shirt, lagging over his thin frame but revealing enough to make Sasuke's inner drool. Yes, the blond looked delectable.

Neji thought that the blond looked very pretty for a male indeed. That blond's hair seems almost as glossy as his own. Yes, the stoic Hyuuga had an inner obsession with hair.

Gaara raised non-existent eyebrows as his eyes narrowed in scrutiny. He could almost swear he had seen that blond somewhere before. Yet, he could not picture how that could have ever happened. Odd.

Shikamaru was not looking at Naruto much, but noticed that his seeming sister had some very nice legs. Oh yes, if he were a lot less lazy he would definitely tap that. But, everything, including dating was troublesome after all.

"Well," Naruto's clear voice snapped the attention once more as Sasuke tried in vain to clear his less than clean thoughts. "You pay for my ramen at the ramen shop I passed today; you can consider my memory cleared." See, Naru-chan was not completely innocent.

Ino looked annoyed as she reluctantly agreed. Better to pay for Naruto, then face Iruka's wrath. But she knew, though no one else in the room did, how big of an appetite for fucking ramen Naruto had.

"Excuse me…," Tsunade's voice rang out again, from behind Naruto. Her voice was shaky at best, as her eyes were alit with inner fire…or fury.

To say the least, they were all punished thoroughly with a severe lecture (send Naruto's ears ringing for the rest of the day) and sent to class.

"Who the fuck was that?"

Neji's voice rang out clear, not as smooth as it usually was. Shikamaru just rubbed his head as Gaara blinked multiple times, trying to clear their minds. Sasuke just stared off into space, thinking about the dumb blond dobe he had just met in the office. His disgustingly girly sister (Ino—was that her name?) had also left with Naruto right after they were let free from the office.

"New transfer student. His sister too, apparently. Wonder what grade they're in?" Gaara added in a curious voice. He hadn't met someone so cute in a long time. He had almost forgotten what it looked like. Yes, he'd seen hot, gorgeous, even drop-dead sexy, but cute…couldn't say he saw that one coming. Odd.

Shikamaru pointed to the blond coming their way.

"We're about to find out."

"Damn it, Ino! Where'd you go?"

Naruto whirled around helplessly. He could swear Ino had been right next to him, but now she was nowhere to be seen. He looked down at his schedule again.

2nd period: AP Literature – Room C43

Glancing up, he looked at the long line of doors on either side of the walls. B12, B14, B16…Damn, he was lost. Oh look, another staircase. D22. Yep, he was lost.

Stumbling around another corner, Naruto didn't look up as he continued to finger his schedule. Biting his lip, he rubbed his neck achingly when—

BAM.

Oh shit.

"What da FUCK! Eh? You little cunt, thinking you can fuck with me, do you? Well, here's some fucking news, I'm going to fuck you up so bad, you won't be able to tell up from fucking down!"

Naruto blinked as he found himself sprawled up against the locker, a man with slicked-back white hair screaming with spittle flying out of his mouth. Yikes.

"A-ano, sem-sempai, I-I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm terribly s-sorry."

"DAMN RIGHT BITCH!' I'M-FUCKING-SORRY' AIN'T GOING TO CUT IT—"

"Please, excuse his language. He's a bit unstable." A new, sturdy voice cut in, disrupting the other man's violent splurge of language. An arm was extended towards the fallen blond.

"I AM NOT FUCKING UNSTABLE, YOU OLD—"

"I-It's alright, arigato."

Naruto accepted the outstretched hand and the other man pulled him up. Finally seeing full-on, what the man looked like, the azure eyes widened.

The man had a bandana over his head, while a dark mask covered the lower half of his face. The only visible part on his face was his eyes. Deep green and glittery like a snake.

"Hidan apologizes for bumping into you. We hope we didn't cause too much inconvenience for you."

Naruto dusted himself off, trying to smooth his hair from the fall. Light pink dusted his cheeks as he replied.

"Ano, sempai and sempai." He bowed his head respectively, "I'm fine."

Hidan had finally stopped cussing and regained his full towering height as he stood up. Still, his masked partner still stood over them both.

"Little fuck. I'll let you off the hook this time. Now, Kazu-kun, where's that little fucking Uchiha baby?"

"I'll assume, you're talking about me, Hidan."

Hidan's face paled almost instantly. It was such a change that Naruto wanted to burst out laughing. But the strained tension in the air made him hold it in.

The white-blond male whirled to face the younger Uchiha, whose face was carved from ice. Before Hidan could stutter out another crude reply, Kakazu cut in.

"Ah, Mr. Uchiha," He glanced behind the man, "As well as Mr. Hyuuga, Mr. Nara, and Mr. Sabaku."

"What is it you need from me?" The voice was strained and Naruto could tell there was tension holding that mask up. The rest of the group also had their poker faces on. Impassive, but Naruto had always been good at reading emotions. The translation? Speak the fuck up before I kick your money-picking ass off the school property permanently.

"We need to speak with you." When the opposing crowd made no ideal to move, Kakazu added, "In private." Translation: Matters to discuss away from prying eyes…in case you make a scene.

Shikamaru glanced around, "No one in the hall except for him." He nodded pointedly at the frozen blond who was trying to keep up with the conversations as well as their matching translations.

Realizing everyone was looking at him made him resurface to the present. Blush still not fully gone, reappeared in full bloom.

Sasuke snapped his head back to the two offending pair.

"He can stay. Now tell me, what is it you need?"

"Message from Itachi Uchiha, Uchiha-sama."

Sasuke's back straightened more, if possible. Hands unconsciously clenched into white fists, he spoke in a voice colder than ice.

"Relay, if you may."

"Yes, Uchiha-sama. He says you are to join him for lunch today during your lunch period. The restaurant has been booked already, so he says you cannot back out. Restaurant is Spendide la grande Cuisine."

Naruto watched as Sasuke's eyes flashed dangerously at the mention of 'Itachi'.
Who the fuck was Itachi? Seeing Sasuke's expression, he suddenly felt sorry for whomever this certain Itachi was.

Curious as to the tension still minty in the air, he continued to watch as the situation played out.