Sorry it took so long, I'm just so tired from my trip and lost my inspiration for writing this. But I had found a new one and I am back! So have no fear, the idiot is here! I love insulting myself for some weird reason.

I'm trying to change for the angst of the last chapters but I guess you'll have to read and see how great I did.

Other couplings are beginning to happen and Ino/Saku stuff happens here and there.

Ino POV

PG-13

Enjoy.

Chapter 10
Iruka's class ended quickly. I barely paid any attention for I feared that lady: Sakura's mom. But, my emotion wasn't really that of fear but more of… well, I didn't really know. I just knew she hated me and I didn't know why.

I sighed as the bell rang and stood to follow Sakura yet again, as well as helping her walk with those annoying crutches. Sakura didn't even face me while she told me of our next teacher.

"Kurenai is our math teacher. She's nice and all, but she can be a bit boring." And that was that. I began to wonder slightly what was up with Sakura. She seemed so down in the dumps like someone had broken her heart. It was probably me, for I was her best friend and now I didn't know anything about her. I wonder how she feels, other than depressed?

Sakura was right; Kurenai was nice. She treated me well and asked nothing of me I couldn't do. But her class was dull and I watched the slowly passing time with boredom.

But after class, the first interesting thing in the school day happened; Haku approached me. He told Sakura to head on to the next class.

"No, I have to stay with Ino so she knows where her class is." Sakura argued.

Haku turned to her, his eyes were light and calm, "Sakura, my next class is just next door to hers, I will take her to class. You go on ahead, this is between me and her." A flash of disappointment darted over Sakuras' face, reluctantly she turned and left me alone with the feminine boy.

As soon as Sakura was out of sight, Haku faced me, the look on his face of deep seriousness. He began to walk, gesturing for me to walk with him. "I feel something about you, Ino. Not in the way you may think at the moment. But I know you have lost your memory and I know that Sakura is the only one you feel you can rely on. I believe that that is ok; everyone needs their special person. Like me, I have mine." His face turned a light shade of pink at saying that, but he managed to get it away and spoke more, "To get to the point, I feel that you're friendship with Sakura may be a bit different than you may think. Sakura is sending off some different feelings now than from before. But you never know, I could be wrong." He didn't talk much more nor did anything else but turn and smile at me every once in a while. I glanced over to his neck and saw that the collar of his shirt covered the hickey. We soon came upon my next class, and I knew this was where I was supposed to go because I saw Sakura standing outside the door waiting for me.

"Hey, finally," she said with a smile, "let's go. Sandaime is waiting." Sandaime, as I saw, was a very old, and ugly, man. The minute he saw me he began to talk. I didn't catch all that he said as I was being pulled to my seat by Sakura. She whispered something in my ear.

"Never pay attention to anything he says unless you know it's on a test. The warning you gave me on my first day in this class. Also, something from me, DON'T fall asleep." I laughed lightly and sat in my seat beside my friend.

Sometime into the class, someone had fallen asleep. Sandaime made no mention of this nor did he stare at the boy, Shikamaru. He simply kept drinking the coffee in his coffee cup and lecturing about the civil war… I think. I saw that next to his desk was an old fish tank with no living thing inside of it. The water in the tank was nasty, grungy and thick. I watched steadily as Sandaime finished off his coffee and dipped the cup into the fish tank, taking a full cup of that grungy water. But he didn't say one thing of it; just kept talking. He walked, still talking, over to Shikamaru, and the cup over Shikamaru's head to see if anything happened. Sandaime finished the sentence he was in and was quiet. As was everyone else in the class while they watched intently, waiting for the sleeping boy to wake and dodge the water just inches from his lightly snoring nose.

He didn't.

The grungy water fell over his head, causing him to jump up with a yell. Everyone laughed and Sandaime spoke to Shikamaru.

"Next time you," Sandaime then spoke louder, "or anyone, falls asleep in my class, I won't wake you… I'll fail you." Everyone stopped laughing and over half the class cringed. "I thought so, now pay attention, this will be on a test." He handed Shikamaru a small towel and sent him to the bathroom to wash up and be back before he got in any more trouble.

Shikamaru grumbled as he left the classroom, "How troublesome."

"What an idiot," Kiba muttered under his breath, watching the soaking wet boy leave the classroom.

I decided I would pay more attention in this class.

At lunch, the really shy girl named Hinata asked to sit with me and Sakura. Sakura moved her stuff from one of the chairs and set in on the ground to make a free chair for Hinata. She talked very quietly; making both Sakura and I lean forward to hear her.

"Have either of you been watching Naruto lately?" Sakura shook her head slowly. I hesitated remembering who Naruto was, then shook my head as well. She continued, "I think I h-ave a c-cr-crush on him, but he never pays attention to me. He's always to busy fighting with the red-haired boy."

"Well, maybe he doesn't feel the same way about you." Sakura said, her hatred for him barely noticeable in her voice.

Hinata's face made the expression of a lost puppy, but she spoke more, "Maybe, but then there's Tenten. Earlier today she was staring at me… in t-the way I st-s-stare at Naruto." She blushed red. My eyes widened a bit. So I was right earlier when I saw who Tenten was looking at. Then I heard Haku's voice telling me of my friendship with Sakura and shivered. The bell rang before any of us could say anymore.

In fifth period, I sat in my seat in Tsunade's class. Sakura was giggling, telling me to wait and see if Jiraiya would appear today. And she was right. Halfway through the period did the principal arrive in our class. Tsunade was on the verge of screaming her head off when the tall, silver-hair man grabbed her ass. But she kept her face calm and pretended to hug Jiraiya. He became extremely happy when he felt her big breasts squish against him. But not a second later was he kicked out of the class. Literally. Tsunade has kneed him in the balls hard enough to send him flying backwards a couple of feet.

She streamed curses at him as she slammed the door on his foot. He yelled in pain for his foot and crotch. After he got his foot from the door, we all watched through the window of the door as he limped away.

"Good riddance," Tsunade sighed and set the class back in order.

On our way to P.E., I began to feel shivers down my spine. Sakura did as well. She told me that Gaara was following her again. I turned back and saw three boys, instead of just the redhead. When I turned, Gaara had jumped to the nearest water fountain, pretending to drink. But following him was the reckless blonde, Naruto, who hid behind the nearest object glaring at Gaara. Even more behind Naruto, I saw Sasuke, who was definitely not following me or Sakura. I had assumed he was following Naruto because every time Naruto turning to see what was behind him, Sasuke hid.

What a weird group.

P.E. sucked. Sakura and I sat out the whole time. We chatted and watched Naruto and Gaara fight for absolutely no reason. Then we watched Gai, the P.E. teacher, try to break them up and getting hurt himself. It would be funny if it weren't so lame.

Following that class was science, with Kakashi. He told me to meet him after class for some catch up work. Kakashi talked in a dull voice as though even he was bored. He always had his hair covering his left eye for some odd reason. Towards the end of the class, Kakashi told Naruto to go up to the board and write the answer to the question up there. Naruto did as he was told but instead of writing the answer, he drew a really bad picture making fun of Kakashi. Kakashi just crossed his arms and told Naruto to erase the picture. Naruto grinned and threw the eraser at Kakashi, who didn't even try to dodge hit. Once the eraser hit him, Kakashi pulled out his cell phone and called someone. His grin bigger than Naruto's was.

"Yes, your son is causing me trouble again, will you come and take him to the office?" He listened for the answer from who he was talking to, then made an odd face, "Pleeeassseee?" He said childishly, then hung up after hearing the answer he wanted. He sat there smugly staring Naruto down. Not a minute later, Iruka barged into the classroom, angry at both Kakashi and Naruto.

I turned to Sakura for an answer. She replied hesitantly, "Iruka is one of Narutos foster parents and… Kakashi is the other." I stared at the two adults in the front of the class. Iruka yelled stuff to Kakashi like, "I'm not your servant to take this boy away whenever he acts up!", "You deal with him.", and "Don't give me that face."

The bell rang before Iruka could cause further damage on Kakashi's ego. I followed my classmates out the classroom then remembered that I supposed to meet up with Kakashi after class. I opened the door slowly.

"Kakashi?" I asked as I entered, but froze in my spot, staring at the scene at Kakashis' desk. Kakashi was sitting back in his chair smiling into the kiss he was given as Iruka sat in his lap, flushed and moaning into the kiss. I yelped and turned away, "I'm so sorry, but did you want me for something Kakashi?" I faced them again. Iruka had left Kakashi's lap and stood as far away from him facing the board, hiding his blush. Kakashi just sat back in his chair, and smiled in a playboy attitude.

"Yes, but it can wait till tomorrow. Now go head on to your next class before you're late."

I nodded and sped out the door as though a horrid creature was chasing me. My shoelace came undone and I flew into Sakura. The second I saw what was going on, I managed to catch myself on something and saved Sakura from falling and injuring herself worse. The way I had caught her wasn't the way I head planned. One hand held me against the wall I had hit and Sakura was being held to my neck by the other arm. Her crutches had fallen from her surprise by the incident. I felt her breath on my neck and her heartbeat against mine. My body temperature got really hot and my heart skipped a beat or two. Sakura didn't move. I wished the moment would've lasted longer but then someone walked by and Sakura pushed herself off of me.

"Thanks for saving me from that fall," she said, turning the other way. I faced her direction, looking for an answer to what had happened, but her eyes refused to meet mine. She stood to leave and I followed, still waiting for an answer, silent or not.

We entered our eighth period class with the creepy Orochimaru. I'm trying figure out how he became the music teacher, although I didn't ask. He greeted me simply and sent me to my seat. We didn't have instruments yet, but that's what he said he was planning; he would test our skills and see what instrument each kid would play. During his speech, he made eye contact with the creepy pale boy called Kimimaro. I saw that each time Orochimaru look at the boy, Kimimaro blushed. He couldn't hide his blush without catching Orochimaru's attention. Even so, he was seen blushing and Orochimaru asked aloud, "Kimimaro, are you feeling alright? Do you need to leave for the bathroom?"

"Ah, no sir," Kimimaro answered facing down. Orochimaru walked up to him slowly, swaying to each side and he spoke.

"Are you sure? Because you are disrupting my class." He set his hand on Kimimaro's head and bought it down to his face, sliding his fingers ever so smoothly, sending all the blood into Kimimaro's. He stood and left in a rush and Orochimaru laughed and continued class.

Is everyone gay or something?

The last period was nothing special. It was more like a free time to study and do whatever you please. Asuma was the teacher, but he was barely even that. He just sat back in his chair with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, watching the class to make sure we did nothing we weren't allowed to do. The very second the bell rang; he lit the cigarette and shooed everyone out of his class.

I left the class with Sakura and packed up to go home. But it was Sakura's home I was going to. The one where that lady, who hates me, lives. But, where's MY home, I wonder.

Haku's words lingered in my mind again, and this time I just brushed them away.

TBC…
Ok, now that that's done, here are the review replies:

Spork ai: Kiba is mean to everyone in every fic I've read, so why leave Haku out? Don't worry, Kiba should change… I think. Thanks, I tried to make the roll call fun. I know, the beginning was so sweet. I practically melted writing it!

Yugi-obsessed: I am keeping it up! Thanks for the review! More the merrier!

Patrick H K: Thank you, I'm glad you like my ficcie. I dunno if you'll like the way it goes, but that's just me. Tenten and Hinata. Yup, I know it sorta random but so am I. I am keeping the ficcie alive. Almost forgot about it, but thanks for the review that reminded me. Pocky for you!

Anywho, have a great day peoples and review for the next chapter.