Disclaimer: Darling, I don't need to own Naruto to write fanfiction.
Penname: LiveLoveLaugh
Fanfiction Story: Teenage Rhapsody
Summary: AU She was new at Konoha High. But she didn't have a dark secret. She wasn't social. She wasn't very attractive. She wasn't very popular or very geeky. Hell, she was always alone. Now that Sakura became a senior, things start to mix up a bit.
AN: Sorry for the obvious long wait, I had other things to do. Actually I made my own deviantART account, BeautifulEnemity, if anyone likes Naruto fanart. Oh, I'm so happy you guys had liked the last chapter! Please Enjoy!
Chapter Eight
Billy Jean Janitor
Monologue
We salute you, Micheal Jackson. Heil!
(Nurse's Office)
She fluttered her long eyelashes, watching six chattering students and a white dog enter into the nurse's office. A tall brunette stood up from her small meager white desk with her paperwork and a small white vase with small blue irises. Her long ponytail streamed down her modest nurse outfit and looked confused at the huge group, opening her red mouth for names.
"Kiba? What are you and your friends doing here?" she blinked, checking her clipboard.
"Ohayo Onee-san!" the rugged teenager barked, "Ah, we just came here to see Hinata-san, that's all."
"Oh, alright," she smiled, her tattoos shaped her grin into something dashing, "But I can only allow three people at a time, so I guess…"
Ino shook her head politely, pulling on the hands of the protesting Tenten and Temari, "We'll go after the guys. I think they can be the comic relief for Hinata, seeing that um, she…ah…got hurt." She glared at the two frightened Haku and Kiba, Akamaru whined, "These jokes have to apologize."
"Damn straight," Naruto frowned then waved at the nurse, grinning, "Hey Hana."
"Oh, good to see you again Naruto-san," Hana turned around and was met up with two giant brown eyes, "Uh, and you—" Haku dramatically took two steps forward, dropping on knee like he was proposing and took her clipboard-free hand into his own and kissed her fingers. Everyone else sweatdropped.
Haku smiled, his brown eyes sparkled comically, "I bestow upon the only beautiful Inuzuka, and ask for the entrance of the white room where I shall cure the Hyuuga lady with my not so great healing skills, but I can give it a try with my lame jokes and handsome good looks."
Crickets chirped. Someone coughed in the quite audience. A rolling tumbleweed passed on by.
Hana twitched, "Thank you, Haku-san. That…was probably the most unromantic thing I have ever heard of…" She had quickly disappeared from the nurse's office, they began to hear howls of tear-weeping laughter and foot stomping cackles outside in the hallways. Kiba flared up and bonked the taller boy with his fist.
"WHAT THE HELL?" he barked, frothing, "Trying to hit on MY sister now?"
"'Handsome good looks?'" Ino laughed, Haku rolled his eyes.
"I know you're the first girl to resist me, but don't rub it in!" he scowled in mock anger.
"Dude…" Naruto looked highly impressed, "I really like your style. Oh! And next time go with the smooth deep voice—"
"NEXT TIME! There's not going to be a next time!" Kiba yelled.
"Oh, don't be ridiculous…" Haku waved it off from Naruto's comment, twirling his braid in his nimble fingers.
"HEY! DON'T IGNORE ME!" Kiba shouted, nearly lunging on him until Temari held him back.
She slapped her forehead, laughing, "Oh wow, that was fantastic Haku! You really know how to charm a woman."
The Momochi boy looked flustered with delight, "Why thank you, Temari-kun!"
"'The only beautiful Inuzuka?'" Ino winced, "You make it sound like the rest of Kiba's family are hideous."
"NOW you're saying MY MOTHER is UGLY?" Kiba exclaimed.
"I never said that," Haku looked offended, "All I said was that Hana-kun is the only good-looking one in your family."
"When did you learn how to talk like Lee?" Tenten asked curiously, Akamaru barked and panted excitedly.
"I never needed lessons from Lee-kun to know how to be a gentleman. And now, I'm off!" Haku saluted and disappeared with cackling Naruto behind the clean white curtains, leaving the three girls to laugh and Kiba to fire up and right behind him.
(Science Lab)
Her dark shoes tapped impatiently against the linoleum flooring of her classroom. Her crossed fingers drummed while she muttered calming spells to herself while every ticking second had passed by, driving her crazy to the point where she would rip open his goddamn chest and cut up all his internal organs. As if in a calling, a tinkling ring of copper keys had hit against her door, and opened up her science lab.
She growled, clenching her teeth, before stomping over, "Where the heck were you? You were supposed to be here hours ago!"
A tall towering figure stood over her unfazed form, entering into the classroom. The sky lights had illuminated his suave slouched form, shining through the long gray strands of his messy goofy hair, that was weakly held up with the tight binding of his black pirate's eye patch over one orb, and his lone droopy eye had glimmered like a polished round onyx stone. Over his mouth and nose was a papery white cleaning mask, a magenta handkerchief was tied around his slender strong neck with a set of giant earphones connected to the CD player on his belt banging off raggedy jazz music, and from his collar bone lazily buttoned down to his ankles was adorned in a powder blue cleaning suit, his two feet was crammed into two comfy gray shoes and his hands were gloved in yellow rubber that held onto one orange book.
The janitor looked tired, yet careless when his one eye looked around the room, "What does the room need? A paint job?"
"You didn't do that either!" Shizume yelled.
"Nope," he replied, holding up the book to his nose.
"Then what did you DO?" she yelled.
"Rhythm."
"Huh?"
The earphones were apparently placed up to his ears again, as he glided across the classroom in one sweep of his clean shoes. He twirled and dropped down on a half split, bouncing back up and did all kinds of crazy moves, looking about to combust in any moment. His hidden lips moved to the lyrics of his music, singing randomly, "Dance on the floor, in all around baby…People always told me, be careful, don't go around breaking young girl's hearts…but she came behind me, the smell of her sweet perfume…Billie Jean's not my lover, she's just the girl…claims that I'm the one…"
"STOP DANCING!" Shizume screamed, pulling off the earphones roughly from his ear.
He stopped and rubbed the side of his head, "Hey…that was totally uncalled for…"
The frustrated professional woman looked about to explode, "Could you at least just clean up the room for me? There was a giant mess of sticky melted candy around table three, and the repairman had already came…" her death glare didn't seem to bother him, "So you can paint over the burn marks over the plug ins. And paint the room white, since you didn't. And I also need you find some replacements and appliances I would need on this list…"
She handed him a piece of paper with finely typed words and price tags, all found in the same store. He sweatdropped when there was also a print out of a map on the corner of the hardware shop. He sighed pocketing the piece of paper under his belt, he glanced at Shizume.
"I know where the store is…"
"I know you do, Kakashi," Shizume twitched, "But the last time you went to the wrong store two miles away from town, which you weren't supposed to, you didn't come back for two days, and when I found you at last, you were having a couple of beers with a bunch of your other janitor friends together with only a third of what's on the blasted list. And not to mention another time when you—"
"Alright, alright," Kakashi held up his hands, "I won't screw up this time. Though…" his eye darted around the room, "I would have to clean up your class tomorrow, since I have a hair appointment—"
The sounds of aggravated feminine screams had echoed across the near empty hallways.
(Patient's Room)
Hinata smiled when the two boys apologized politely, their smiles widening when she forgave them. She wiped her watery eyes with a small towel caused by the effects from breathing in the dark microwave smoke hours ago, and blushed infinitely when Naruto placed one hand on her shoulder and seated himself on same cot next to her. The three boys were spared a full fifteen minutes for the visit before they should leave the school campus with the girls, who were still outside chatting pleasantly with the young nurse.
"S-So, um, Kiba? How d-did your sister g-get a job h-here?" she asked nervously, cutting into their talk about the different smells of cheese. She flushed when the trio snapped their heads at her.
Kiba scratched his head curiously too.
"Ah, Jiraiya-sama gave her the nurse job almost immediately instead of the other qualified old nurses, since, you know? Young, a woman, yadda yadda, all that jazz," Kiba looked a tad agitated, "I just hate it when a few egotistic guys in this shit hole try to fill her up." Hinata looked a little confused.
Haku unbraided his long hair and started to pin it up in all sorts of places, smiling wickedly.
Naruto chuckled and voiced out, "I thought you sister works with your family in that vet office and animal shelter."
"Animal shelter?" Hinata blinked.
"Well, Onee-san works both as the school nurse and an upcoming veterinarian," Kiba looked proud.
"Did she ever get either of the studies messed up before?" Haku asked thoughtfully.
"What do you mean?" the nurse's brother asked immediately.
The girl-boy dallied on, "Oh, you know, accidentally prescribing a goat grape-flavored cough medicine, or even maybe accidentally sticking the long and cold thermometer into someone's—"
"NO she did NOT!" the tattooed teenager growled, rubbing a happy Akamaru behind the ear.
Hinata and Haku laughed, chortling along with Naruto. The flaxen boy crossed his legs together on the thin springy bed cot, and then fingered the bright green and blue colors of his new Hawaiian printed shirt, underneath his navy school jacket. He smiled, his whisker scars curled with his foxy grin.
"Guys, don't you ever think it was weird, seeing that a lot of the students and staff members are related or live together?" Naruto asked, piping up everyone's attention.
"H-How so…?" Hinata asked timidly, happily poking her index fingers together.
"Oh, you know," Naruto looked up at the blindingly white ceiling, "Kiba's related to the hot nurse—" Kiba glowered, but he continued, "—Tenten is that crazy Anko-sensei's niece. Thickbrows and Gai-sensei are practically father and son. Sasuke-teme had an older brother who used to be a senior when we were freshmen. The old librarian had a grandson who graduated from school here a year ago…"
Haku shot up his hand, chirped, "Temari-kun's got two other brothers festering around the campus. Ino-chan's dad used to teach History before Asuma-sensei was hired! Oh! And those awful twins, Sakon and Ukon!"
"You're related to Hyuuga Neji," Kiba frowned, nodding to a sad Hinata.
"My younger sister Hanabi is joining the school next year," she whispered softly, then depressingly adding, "She's a prodigy too."
"Kimimaro and Kabuto lives with that creepy vice principal. I live with Ero-Sennin," Naruto counted off his fingers, didn't seem to realize Hinata's rather defeated expression, "Sakura-chan lives with Obaa-san and Shizume-onee-san from time to time…since they are her caretakers whenever her rich parents are out of town, again…and she is now related to that Haruno Tayuya." Haku and Kiba shuddered, Akamaru buried his wet nose in his master's navy jacket.
Hinata nearly choked on her spit, "T-Tayu-y-ya?"
"Oh right," Naruto hit his head, "How could I forget that you weren't there? Well, anyway, yeah, we just found out about an hour ago that Tayuya and Sakura-chan are cousins. Even I didn't know that and I was her childhood friend! I should have guessed! They both wear hats! They're the same height! They look almost alike!"
"They look almost alike…?" Haku blinked, propping his elbows on his knees instantly with curiosity dwelling in his tempting brown eyes, "You mean, Sakura almost has red hair under that cap?" Kiba widened his split eyes, and looked at the fickle-minded Naruto for confirmation.
"Uh, um, you see…ah, well—well I, um, err—ha! Funny story, um…" Naruto stumbled on his words, twiddling his fingers.
Only Hinata had realized his discomfort and spoke up before letting his best friends jab at him with hot poker sticks for answers.
"W-Where is S-Sakura-san?" Hinata whispered, a little concerned.
He looked absolutely relieved, and ready to kiss her (Oh, she can hope) but refrained when his friend's name popped up, "Uh…she told me she needed to talk to Obaa-san about something…"
(Dean's Office)
Before the rim had even touched her lips, her tea had nearly tipped over her slender fingers when the main office double doors were thrown open. Shouts and curses were shooting in the background behind the thin pale pink walls, scurry shuffling sounds of paper and knocked over chairs had hit the carpet floors. A sudden ruse of repeated apology was heard, a shrilly voice was barking at the intrusion, and a loud bicker of obscene swear words had caused someone detention. She narrowed her hazel eyes, roughly placing the china on her saucer before storming out of her small once quiet room.
Her robust curvy body moved through the doorway with a high clicking of her stilettos, Tsunade yelled out, "What is disturbing my peace! You people better have an explanation for this!"
Suddenly her jaw dropped, "Sakura? Tayuya? What are you two doing here?"
Two lanky figures of swishy school skirts, white blouses, one with red hair, and another with a snow cap had thrown open the doors, intruding into the offices which had clearly roused her old quadriplegic secretary who held up her meaty arms where her pincer-like bony fingers had snatched onto their aching ear lobes. The two school girls squealed and jumped around at the clench of the merciless handicapped lady with disapproving creases in her wrinkled face, where two dark eyes were pint on the blond woman.
"Oh my God! Let go of my ear!"
"Get your friggin' hands off me tramp!"
The fine wrinkles around her mouth deepened, "Tsunade-san, I believe these young ladies deserve some kind of punishment! Coming in here, making noise—"
Tsunade sweatdropped, "Uh, Kanaye-san…maybe ear-pinching isn't the appropriate…"
"Pfft! I had expected better from a disciplinarian!" the wrinkled fingers snapped off the lobes, where the girls stumbled over and grimaced at the pain of their heads. The secretary folded her arms together like a stubborn child, "This school's stuffed with a bunch of wimpy caution-freaks. These days they're always saying 'kids have feelings, Anda', 'no whipping the students, Anda', or 'most teachers don't bring in hunting rifles, Anda'. There's no action! Back in my day, we could hang children upside down from ceilings by their toenails—" A pleasant dreamy expression crossed her face, "—and for hours long, we would hear them screaming and shrieking in agony…"
When the girls were gawking at her with horror, the blond dean groaned exhilarated, "Kanaye-san, what did I keep telling you about the students today? Stop scaring them and go back to your desk! There's not another town for a hundred miles that would allow crazy annoying crones to work in schools!"
The secretary scoffed, and wheeled around the office towards her desk, at the same time muttering loudly, "Humph, no wonder he didn't marry you…" Tsunade looked flushed, her left eye twitched before she hotly escorted the two girls to her office.
She closed and locked the door, and blinded the shades over the windows and glass view on the door. She emptied tea bags in her fine teapot and waited until the hot water blended with the sweet smelling herbs into a nice green color. She sighed, setting out two china cups of hot tea in front of them.
"Thanks," Sakura murmured, sipping it.
Tayuya looked around the small pink office, her sharp brown eyes judged every inch of the walls with anticipation from each picture frame to the small pots of neatly decorated banzai trees. The little pet pig slept cutely on a cushioned basket at the corner and blue and white patterned wallpaper of small playful slugs had trimmed the pink ceiling had made her grimace with distaste. Tsunade watched the redhead grudgingly, folding her arms together and leaned against her leather chair. The blonde had always been very wary with this student.
"Is there something you want to ask, Sakura-san?" Tsunade replied kindly, sticking her hand into her purse.
Sakura blushed, and placed the cup gently on the saucer, "Yeah, I was meaning to ask you…"
She breathed in and out, looked up with her green eyes.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME MY OWN ONLY COUSIN WENT TO THIS SCHOOL?" Sakura cried loudly, standing up and slamming her hands on the tabletop, making the teapot and cups of half-drunken tea jump excitedly.
"Well, I thought it would be a nice surprise," Tsunade explained, picking her words, "It would be like a family reunion in your own school grounds, besides Tayuya didn't even know you were here until her mother, your aunt, had told her last night. You two haven't seen each other for more than five years, so I just wanted to see your expressions, which I didn't, if you had encountered each other."
"You didn't tell her?" Tayuya looked confused, "Shit, no wonder she thought she saw a damn ghost."
"A GHOST? I didn't see some ghost!" Sakura shrieked, advancing on the other girl with her arms waving animatedly, "You THREW me against the lockers on my third day of school! Then you SWORE off like crazy, and scared the rest of people like HELL! Then you exclaim you were MY COUSIN TAYUYA and threatened to kick someone's HEAD in if they mess with me!"
"Did anyone mess with you, anyway?" Tayuya voiced out.
"NO! NO ONE DID!" She didn't seem to want to say anything about the incident in her homeroom.
"Well, is there at least someone you dislike?" Tayuya grinned, "I have to beat up someone legally this time without getting myself suspended again—"
"Haruno Tayuya! Stop beating up people and being satisfied with their bruises and broken bones! And stop getting yourself suspended over and over again! I am sick of that! Haruno Sakura! You will sit your behind down on your chair, and from now on speak to anyone within this office with manners!" Tsunade scolded, reaching over and pulling her skinny arm down. Tayuya roved her brown eyes over Sakura's figure when her butt hit the chair.
"Since when did you get so fucking skinny? You barely got any meat in there!" the redhead shouted, and rolled her eyes, "And what the hell is with that stupid hat? It makes your head too small and misshapen. You look worse than when Sakon and Ukon got their shitty Mohawks."
Sakura grinded her teeth, and snatched the gray ski cap from her head. Instantly a stream of glossy pink hair had flowed out and landed down her back, identically as long as Tayuya's red hair. It was now messy and covered over her eyes, shoulders, and lightly flown in the beats of the fan nearly the television across from Tsunade's desk. Sakura ran her hands threw the strands and combed the hair with her fingers, the once pallid colors of her sallow cheeks and neck had turned a pretty glow of light pink and full from the shade of her tresses, making her dull green eyes brighten up from the illumination of the sun lights from outside.
The blond woman looked relaxed now, when the hat was off, "Good. Now you look better."
The sulky girl ran her hand threw the crown of her hair, parting the rest from her face where a charmingly big forehead appeared. She looked uncomfortable with the hair in sight, wiping away the nervous sweat from her pale nose. She looked up with her ski cap on her thighs, carefully constructing her calm demeanor and a small sad mouth had changed from her usual tiny smile.
To Be Continued
Author's Afterthoughts
Bwahaha, you now finally meet Kakashi the school custodian, singing to one of Michael Jackson's classics. I had already introduced him in chapter three, you probably have forgotten. Looks like everyone has to wait until the next update. Thanks for reading! Thanks for the reviews! They are all highly appreciated. Wait patiently for the next chapter, please! Thanks!
Kanaye, the handicapped secretary, is probably the only OC so far. Oh don't worry, none of the very few upcoming OCs are main characters. I understand how some readers and writers try to skive from that. They play small parts, they come in a small group, so they aren't any Mary-Sues or Mardy-Sams.
I had finished writing up the storyline of this story, so I'm going to be updating again. Oh, and I had decided all the pairings already. I don't usually do usual pairings anymore, since I appreciate non-cannon ones more. This also means, that the pairings are all het. So for future references, I'm sorry that some (or all) of your favorite pairings aren't chosen. And no, I don't want to tell anyone of it yet.