A/N: Thank for the reviews guys! Really appreciate it! 8D ILU ALL!
Disclamier: Once upon a time I did own Natruto…..then I woke up.
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No more homework. No more paying attention in class. No more hiding. This is what it meant now that the shinobi's secret was out. Even though the teachers knew that they were ninja on a mission, they had them do the assignments so as not to rouse suspicion. But not any more, and Naruto was more than relieved. We all know that he was never a book learner. They still had to carry out the mission though. So they would walk around with Harry and during class they would just hang outside the window, the door, or sit on the ceiling. Of course during the wizard's classes they would hide themselves so they wouldn't draw any attention. Usually when class was over they would just pop in out of no where and talk to Harry and his friends.
Everything had calmed down since the battle a few days ago. No one knew about Sakura's scar. It would probably scare the hell out of them. So it was a secret kept among the ninjas. Nothing else had changed much.
They had just come out of charms class, where they had made a close call of freaking the wizards out and bricks falling on the heads of students.
Flashback
The ceiling was really high in that room so the genin figured they could get away with sitting on the ceiling. It was a review and so the professor made them do the levitation technique. Of course, for the wizards, this was a piece of cake. The problem was that it was too easy, the wizards made the cinder blocks go very high (that's right, no more feathers! They can do cinder blocks….because I said so). Some of them went so high that they would have touched the ceiling. And that's where the problem was. Sasuke, Sakura and Naruto were on the ceiling. As they went higher, the wizards would have to look up to see the blocks, if they looked up, they would see three 12 year old kids standing on the ceiling. So, the shinobi had to quickly move out of the way and hide so they wouldn't freak anyone out and disrupt the lesson, not to mention the cinder blocks would come down onto the heads of their victims.
End Flashback
"That was a pretty close call." Naruto stated.
"No duh, Sherlock." Sakura said sarcastically.
"So what class is next?" Sasuke asked. Not that he really cared. He just wanted to back to the dorm.
"None, everyone is supposed to meet Professor McGonagall in the potions class." Harry said.
"Why?" Sakura asked
"The ball." Hermione said.
"Okay." Naruto said.
A little spark went off in Sasuke's mind. Although his inner screamed and put it out saying "Oh hell no! Absolutely not! That's crazy!". But as usual, he ignored his inner, stuffing it into a closet at the back of his mind (heh, poor inner sasuke). He made up his mind. He was going to do it. He just had no idea how.
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The meeting was of the most boring things ever. Prof. McGonagall just talked about 'proper etiquette' and 'good behavior.". Basically she wanted them to hold their pinky up and sip tea……. Okay, no that's not what she said but you get the point.
Thankfully the meeting didn't last long. The genin and wizards quickly filed out, looking forward to the weekend and the ball on Sunday night. Even though they weren't students Sasuke, Sakura and Naruto were invited.
"Oh thank god! I thought that was going to last forever!" Naruto exclaimed as they headed toward their dorm.
"It was only 10 minutes.:" Sakura said
"Yeah but it was one of the most boring ten minutes of my life!" he replied.
"Well, it's over. Let it go." Sasuke said.
"Fine." Naruto sighed crossing his arms.
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It was around 11:00 Friday night. It was supposed to be a beautiful and peaceful night…instead there was a thunderstorm. The trees thrashed from side to side, rain poured from the sky sounding like pebbles being thrown at the window, the wind howled and the thunder crashed and lighting split across the sky. It was a wonder how anyone got to sleep. But everyone eventually did. Although, on one of these nights, there is always that one person who can't sleep no matter how hard they tried. That person was Sasuke. He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He looked over at Naruto's bed, who also lay awake.
"Hey, Naruto." Sasuke said a bit above a whisper.
"Huh? You awake too Sasuke." Naruto said
"Yeah. Any way, I wanted to asked you about something." He said.
"What?" Naruto asked
"Well, I'm thinking about asking Sakura to that ball thing." Sasuke said being careful not to make eye contact.
"TEME SAY WHAT!!" Naruto exclaimed before Sasuke rushed over at light speed, covering his mouth.
"Shhh! Not so loud, dobe!" He whispered moving his hand. "Let's go down to the common room."
Naruto followed Sasuke down the stairs. Sasuke sat down next to the fireplace. He saw that the fire was out so he used a tiny and controlled fire ball jutsu to light it, then started pocking it with the metal stick. Naruto sat down next to him.
"I don't know. I just feel like I need to ask her." Sasuke said almost as if he was on another planet in his mind.
"Do you like her?" Naruto asked. Naruto was glad that he didn't like like Sakura any more, only like a sister or this would be really uncomfortable.
"I…… I think I do." Sasuke said
"What do you mean think?" Naruto asked
"I don't know. I never really liked her like I do now. I just thought she was another annoying fangirl but that's changed." He said
"Then tell her." Naruto said
"What?" Sauskre asked as if he was insane
"Listen, you know she likes you too. There is no reason she would say no. Just tell her, unless the great Uchiha is scared." Naruto taunted
"Ugh, what am I doing asking you for advise?" Sasuke said, turning back to the fire.
Naruto got up and walked to the staircase. "You know I'm right." He said as he disappeared into the dark staircase.
Sasuke sat at the fire place, still poking the flames. He then got up and walked back up to his room. If you looked back at the place he was sitting, he had written "Sakura" with ashes. The wind blew in from a window accidentally left open, blowing the ashes away.
