Welcome to Haruno Mansion
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Pairing (Please read carefully) : No real pairing but there're hints of many, many pairings you might or might not like. And let's make this clear dear yaoi-fan, I said there'll be no yaoi but I didn't say there won't be any shounen-ai! ::wink:: ::wink:: Squint your eyes and try to find any hint of the pairing you like. (Good enough solution?) Enjoy!
Note (With a little complaint) : Grrr...what's wrong with me lately? My brain seems it isn't functioning well. I've been having lots and lots of plot bunnies running around in my head but when I try to write, it just doesn't come out the way I want it. I just want to jump off the cliff an bang my head hard on the cliff rock, knocking my sense back in. I have a feeling that my writing skill is getting lamer. My apologize if this chapter isn't fun. ::sob in a dark corner::
Chapter III: Orientation
Nothing could be worse than her first morning in Tokyo, Sakura decided. First, she woke up early just to find that the water wasn't running and that the basement was being flooded with an unbelievable amount of water and when she finally came to school, she found out that she was exactly 47.25 minutes late!
Moreover, she found out that there had been some problems with the elevator and they had to wait for two hours before it could work properly again. Despite being exhausted from the earlier event, all who resided in Haruno Mansion (Well, actually not all of them because Mitarashi Anko was still snoozing soundly in her doorway and Uchiha Itachi hadn't come back from what his little brother claimed was his part-time job yet.) had to climb up the long-way stairs of the Konoha School's High School Department Building just to find that all the first year's classrooms were empty!
What luck...Sakura's eyebrows twitched, tapping her fingers on the desk impatiently. It was her first day at school. Right. But it wasn't her first day of studying. That was what the second year had told the late-arriving group. In fact, all it had today was an orientation, which she knew must consist of a long and boring speech of an old headmaster, talking something they knew already. And because of the fateful flooding incident that morning, all the boys had completely forgotten about it.
Now as she sat behind the long wooden desk in the great hall, Sakura was starting to get annoyed. She looked at her watch the thirtieth time that day. Now it was almost 11 am. but there was not even a shadow of teacher who was supposed to be the one talking about student rules. She tapped her fingers on the desk harder and louder, earning looks from those who sat nearby. What the hell are you looking at!? Mind your own businesses! Inner Sakura snapped moodily.
Two hours later, just as the pink haired-girl was about to lose her patience and let Inner Sakura take over, the door slid open. "Yo." The silver haired-man greeted, stepping in. Unlike the other teachers already presented in the room, he didn't dress...formally. Well, he did have a navy-blue necktie around his neck but it seemed like he hadn't finished tying it yet and the first two buttons of his white shirt was unbuttoned. His hair-style was weird but the weirdest thing Sakura noticed was that he was wearing...a mask. A mask! Why does he have to wear the mask? Is he an overly-superhero-obsessed man or something?
It was Inner Sakura that answered her. You should ask him whether he likes Batman or Superman better!
Sakura mentally sweatdropped at the comment. Superman doesn't wear a mask. He only misplaces his underwear.
The overly-superhero-obsessed teacher then introduced himself. "G'd morning. My name's Hatake Kakashi." He said, ignoring the fact that it was afternoon already and everyone there except him was very, very hungry. From a few seat left to her, she could hear Naruto and Chouji's complaints clearly.
"Ne, Shikamaru," Chouji shifted slightly, his stomach rumbled. "Can I eat this? It looks mouth-watering enough."
"...You can't eat rubbers, Chouji. They will give your stomach a big hassle." Shikamaru replied boredly. He had just woken up from his sleep by his best friend's thunderous rumble of empty stomach. "Eating is also another big hassle. Why does life have to be this boring?"
"Then can I eat you instead?" The big-boned boy asked, rubbing his stomach.
"Er...no." Shikamaru replied. "Life is boring but I still love it."
"When is this stupid thing is going to be over!? I'm hungry already!" Naruto jumped up, waving his arms above his head. "Hey, hey, hey, Iruka-sensei, it's past noon already! Aren't there any ramen serving here?"
The teacher, Iruka, the one who had a scar across the bridge of his nose, was quite taken aback at the sudden behavior of his student. A minute later, Sakura then saw him trying to use hand-signal to make Naruto sit down while Kakashi, ignoring the blond boy, went on with his speech. Yet Naruto didn't stop his effort easily. He hopped onto the desk and continued waving a large banner that magically popped out of nowhere in the air. On the banner, it read:
UZUMAKI NARUTO RULES!!! HE IS THE GREATEST BASEBALL PLAYER!!! GO! GO! NARUTO! GO!
Some of the girls, who happened to be Naruto's fangirls, then squealed and cheered. "GO! NARUTO-KUN! FIGHT! FIGHT! WIN!"
Naruto blinked. "What?" He blinked again. "Oh, wrong banner." He then took out another one and waved it in the air. This time, it read:
MISO RAMEN RULES!!! GIVE THE GREATEST UZUMAKI NARUTO HIS LOVELY RAMEN! GO! RAMEN! GO! NARUTO! GO! GO!
"GO! MISO RAMEN! GO! NARUTO-KUN!" The fangirls echoed.
Really, the banner wasn't that different from the former one. Or so Sakura thought.
Iruka was now losing the warm smile on his face and was on the verge to yell at the blond boy. Fortunately, two hands grabbed Naruto from his left and right and pulled him back into his seat, making him drop the Ramen and self-praising banner in the process. "Shut up, dobe/Uzumaki Naruto." Sasuke and Gaara said simultaneously. Naruto was about to retort that he wasn't the one making all the noise but decided to quickly shut up as the two boys shot him their scariest glares.
It was exactly 4.33 minutes later that the ceremony was over due to Mask Man's incredibly short speech of the rules that gave Sakura an impression that why they had to wait for him:
1. Look at the rules in the student guidebook
2. Do not break the rules
3. Do not forget the said no.1 and 2
Now everyone was free and started filing out of the hall, having in mind the earnest need for lunch.
Ask Sasuke-kun to have lunch with you! He must be hungry! Hell yeah!
Having that in mind, Sakura quickly strode toward the dark-haired boy. "Ne, Sasuke-kun." She put on her sweetest smile. "I don't know where the canteen is. Can you show me?" And have lunch with me! Hell yeah!
Sasuke looked at her, indifferent. "I refuse. I don't have that much time to take care of some petty girls. Why don't you ask Lee or Naruto?" He then shoved his hands in his pockets and walked away.
"S-Sasuke-kun, wait!"
"Ah, Sakura-san! You're here!" Rock Lee said, running toward her. "Come! Let me show you the canteen and then we can have lunch together!" He grinned at her, showing his sparkling white-teeth. Sakura winced at the sight of his eyebrows but follow him anyway.
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As soon as Sasuke was out of the other students' sight, three figures immediately made themselves known. "Uchiha Sasuke, right?"
"What do you want?" The brooding boy glared at them dangerously through narrowed eyes. "You've been following me long enough."
The one standing in the middle, whose hair was white, chuckled lightly. "You've already known the reason, Sasuke-kun. It's not that hard to guess."
"My answer is no." Sasuke growled. "Whatever it is."
"I know that." The white haired-man smiled. "That's why we're here." He snapped his fingers and the two men standing beside him quickly charged toward the boy.
Sasuke dodged the first one, catching the second one's offending fist. The man flew another fist at him but he easily blocked it and kneed the man in his stomach. The man then fell to the ground, clutching his stomach while the other man charged back at Sasuke. The boy quickly spun around and elbowed him in the face. "It's not that easy." Sasuke smirked. "Are you standing there just to watch?"
"Not that easy." The white haired-man smiled, his glasses glinting mischievously.
There was a sound of movement behind him. Sasuke turned around but too late! The man had him in a headlock and covered his nose and mouth with a piece of cloth. Damn. This is... The strong scent coming from the cloth filled his nostrils and he tried to get away. It was no use. Soon his sense faded and he fell limply unconscious.
The white haired-man readjusted his glasses and grinned, nodding his head. "Let's go. Orochimaru-sama is waiting."
TBC
Uh oh, misfortune continues to hit on Sakura, doesn't it? What'll she and the other boys do when they find out that Sasuke has been kidnapped? This fic is getting farther and farther from being called sane, isn't it? Well, torturing people (in this case happened to be Sakura and Sasuke) is my special ability, thank you!
Review pretty please! With cherry and whip cream on top!
Oh, by the way, for those who is looking for him, Itachi-sama will finally show up in the next chapter! Ja ne!