Summary: Naruto, an exchange student, going to Japan is trying to make a good impression on the whole school. How? By helping everyone with his or her problem. But what happens when one of the problems is helping a certain person fall in love with them? Sasunaru
Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto or any of its characters…. but we wish we do…… T.T
Feeling his scarf flutter loosely in the chilling breeze, Naruto grabbed the ends of the narrow strip of cloth and threw them impatiently over his shoulders. The brightly colored scarf limply refused to stay in its assigned spot, however, as the wind continued its onslaught on the lone figure sprinting to his class, trying to beat the tardy bell.
Warm puffs of air emit from Naruto as he cursed under his breath, hearing the brisk ring of the last bell. He burst into the classroom in a chaos of blowing wind and swirling papers that had escaped his unorganized notebooks. "Teacher! I'm here!" Naruto declared, bending over with hands on both knees to catch his breath.
His teacher sighed, waving for Naruto to sit before he changes his mind and marked him tardy. The blonde boy can feel the eyes of every student following him as he walked down the isle, see every smirk of contempt thrown at him as he placed his book bag next to his seat. He never knew why his colleagues always treated him differently, always seemed to turn against him. It appeared when he tried to approach them, they shied away, secluding him from their cliques.
For crying out loud, even the nerds and geeks of the science club rejected him! He rested the side of his jaw against his propped up hand, tapping the end of his pencil against the desk impatiently, already looking at the clock to determine how much time was left until the end of school.
"As said," the teacher began, "the school is sending one foreign exchange student to Japan. In turn, Konoha High School will also be sending a student here, in England. We have not received any requests from students who wish to spend a semester there."
The noisy sound of chair legs scrapping against the polished floor resounded through the classroom as everyone turned to look at Naruto. He knew what they wanted. He knew they did not want him here. He was not welcome. Eyes cast down on his desk, Naruto timidly raised a hand. "I'll go teacher. My Japanese is pretty good, so I'm sure I can handle a semester there."
The way Naruto had said it seemed as if he were about to rush into an unknown danger. His teacher frowned. "That school not only teaches regular subjects. Every student is required to take a ninja course that is similar to the physical education we have here. It is a rigorous course, however."
"I can handle it," Naruto asserted.
The teacher ran a liver spotted hand through his thinning, white hair and sighed, hiding a growing smile. Naruto was exceptionally energetic…. "Very well. The school requires a release form. Your parents need to- oh… uh… never mind," he stopped, remembering Naruto had no parents. "I'll sign that part."
"When do I leave, teacher?" Naruto inquired, looking up at him.
"Two days from now. Your plane ticket will be given to you today."
After that ordeal, Naruto tuned out from the lesson and wondered what it would be like to spend a semester somewhere totally foreign to him. Especially a place who's language he cannot speak. Yes, indeed, he had lied to the teacher, but anything to get away from the cold students who had rejected him from the start. Would the people be as unwelcoming there as they are here? Will he finally be accepted?
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