Chemistry Chapter 10, a naruto fanfic

I, Artsysmiles, have now completed the treaty saying that I own Naruto. Actually, that won't happen for another thousand years, so I guess you could say that I still don't own Naruto. That is all.

I know this says chapter 10, but it's really chapter 9. You didn't miss anything! Just pretend! Don't forget, that if you like my story to review!

Chemistry

Sakura ran out of her mansion and skidded to a stop at the passenger side door of Naruto's porshe. Her long pink hair was blowing lightly in the wind as she plopped down next to Naruto and sighed.

"That was a fun weekend," she said. Naruto grinned before starting up the car.

"Good thing you were ready for school, Sakura-chan, or else I would have had to go in and get you myself!" Sakura flinched as she pictured Naruto's voice echoing off her houses walls as she slept.

"Please," she whimpered weakly, "don't ever do that!" Naruto frowned, but nodded his head in understanding.

"Fine. Anyway, we have to get Sasuke-teme, too. But don't worry! He lives in the direction of school!" said Naruto happily. Sakura groaned; once again she was trapped with idiotic men. While Sakura no longer believed that Sasuke was a playboy, he was till not her favorite person. It had taken much persuasion on the guys' part to convince her, because, and Sakura really didn't know this, Sasuke doesn't like getting yelled at for no good reason.

"If we must," she said with an air of extravagance as though she was seeing off the queen. Naruto glanced sideways at her, and quickly gunned the car down the street.

"NARUTO! SLOW DOWN!!!!!!!!"

Sasuke sat lazily on his front porch. He was dressed in the proper Konoha uniform which consisted of gray dress pants, a white button down shirt, gray blazer to be worn only for assemblies, a red tie completed with the schools emblem, the leaf, and finally a pair of black dress shoes. He felt like such a dork.

(A/N At least Sasuke-kun only has to wear a uniform in FanFiction and when he joins Orochimaru! Us who attend private and/or parochial school have to wear one every day! Even in gym class! And most field trips, too! Damn school board!!!)

"Where the hell is Naruto?" Sasuke asked himself quietly. No sooner had the words left his mouth Naruto's car appeared. It skidded to a stop at the curb as Naruto rolled down the window, signaling him to join them in the car. Dobe. Sasuke was preparing to walk down to the car but stopped as he saw Sakura lunge herself at the ground yelling "LAND!" Sasuke gaped at her actions; hey, most people don't get out of a car yelling "LAND!" do they?

Sakura, too, was wearing the school uniform, only she was wearing the girls version of it. Sakura was wearing a short, red pleated skirt, a white long sleeved blouse, the same style tie that Sasuke was wearing, only better, thigh high white socks with two red stripes encircling it, and a pair of black loafers. Her long, pink hair was pulled pack into a semi ponytail complete with a black ribbon. Needless to say, she did not look like a dork.

"YO! TEME! GRAB SAKURA-CHAN AND LET'S GET GOING!" shouted Naruto. Groaning, Sasuke grabbed Sakura who was still in shock and trudged back to the porshe. He placed her in the front seat, and then sprawled himself over the back row.

"Hn.," he mumbled as Naruto once again gunned the car in the direction of school.

"NARUTO!!!!"

After convincing Naruto that driving at the speed limit can be a good thing, Sakura finally relaxed. Her pale hands released the red leather seat, and Sakura breathed out a sigh of relief. They were almost at school now, and she, for once, was looking forward to it.

Thump!

"What???" Sakura screeched angrily as she turned around to glare at Sasuke. He merely gave her an I-am-such-an-angel-that-you-have-no-idea face. She growled before turning to face the front of the car again. But, minutes later, the thumping had returned.

THUMP!

THU-

"CUT IT OUT ALREADY!" she yelled. Sasuke smirked at her flushed face, but still continued to kick her seat. A dangerous aura was being emitted from Sakura as she glared evilly at Sasuke. He smirked, and yet again continued to kick her seat. "That's it," she breathed. Sasuke stopped once he saw the inhumane look in her eyes.

"Sakura?" he asked, for once worried for his own safety.

"DIE!!" She lunged at Sasuke and the two proceeded to have a very primitive version of the classic cat fight. Naruto quickly drove into the school's parking lot, parked the car, and ran away screaming. All that you could hear of Naruto was "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-THUMP-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"Sakura stopped her deranged attack on Sasuke long enough for him to sneak out of the car and sprint to math class.

Once realizing that he was gone, Sakura growled like a possessed dog, and headed into the school building. As Sakura marched off to her math class, nothing could have prepared her for the sight she saw.

"WHAT THE HELL?" Sasuke's heart skipped a beat while his face cringed with disgust. There, standing in the doorway, was Sakura. Sasuke could only imagine how awkward this must look. "Do you want to tell me what's going on?" she asked, an edge was noticable in her voice.

"No, I don't really want to tell you," Sasuke sassed.

(A/N Doesn't that soud funny? Sasuke sassed. Sasuke sassed. Sasuke sassed. Okay, I'm done now.)

Sakura rolled her eyes as she walked over to Sasuke. She stopped inches away from his face, and Sasuke could feel the change in his body temperature. Without batting an eyelash, she spoke.

"Do you want to tell me why you are tied to a chair?" she whispered. Sasuke shook his head. "Fine," she murmered cooly. "I can't wait till all of the sluts come to class. Oh! And you do know that Kakashi-sensei will be half-an-hour late, so it'll be a slut parade!" Sakura's face was graced with a large and overly happy grin. She was almost at her desk when-

"Wait." Sakura turned around so suddenly that her lucious pink hair sounded like a whip. She sauntered over to him, placed her hadns on her hips, and asked the the worst question ever. It was the one that made guys feel like wimps for asking for a girls help.

(A/N No offense to guys out there! I have three brothers, so I'm just using their emotions! Because, whenever guys that I know need help, I always go over to them and make them repeat the question, and they always look and act like wimps, so...I guess you could says that I'm stereotyping men, but this is all in good fun!)

"Do you need my help?"

Completed! Deleted! Repeated! There's the end of the chapter for you! Please don't flame it, even if you think it was awful! Because if you do, then I'll cry. Review if you want to! And happy day after your birthday GOTH Lolita27!