A/N: Yes, I have officially realized that my humor, (as great as it is), is very dry. Sarcasm's what I've been offering, lol. Ah, sorry for being sooooooooooooooooooooo incredibly late with this part! First, I got major writer's block, and then I was really sick or busy. It's been a bit rough. So, thanks for sticking it out, and I'm sorry if it's short and badly written.

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Sasuke looked up at the blond. He wasn't really sure what to say, but it didn't matter because Naruto opened his mouth next.

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke frowned. Can't this kid ever keep his mouth shut? Sasuke went over all of the different answers he could use to that question, deciding that in this case he might as well lay it straight.

"I sit here every day at lunch, got an issue?" Naruto just shook his head slightly, so Sasuke continued on. "So, what are you doing here?", he said, waiting for the rather shabby looking boy's reply.

As expected, a life story and explanation was what Sasuke received. "Well, since I just moved here, I don't really have any friends, so when I saw all the people in the lunch room I decided to come out here to sit alone like I usually do. Then, I was sitting against the tree looking at my schedule when I noticed…."

Sasuke interrupted, desperately trying to cut the bubble of babble short. "Yes, our school is pink. It's nice that you know your colors, too." Naruto, who's mouth was open, shut it and looked behind Sasuke at the tree trunk. A summarized time of about five agonizing seconds passed, leaving it awkwardly silent. Sasuke sighed. "Let me see your schedule."

It took Naruto a second to apparently remember what a schedule was, but when he did, he reached into his right pocket and brought out a slightly stained and maybe wet? folded piece of paper. He then gave it to Sasuke, who stood up and received it. It was wet. Sasuke opened up the schedule and read what classes Naruto had for periods five and six; he already knew what his first three and lunch were.

Kakashi……and Ms. Haruno. Sasuke both died and was reborn inside. He had Kakashi, but had a different class instead of drama after fifth period. It's like saving the best for last. Sasuke folded it back into its original form, and handed it back to Naruto, who then paused and asked what 'that sound' was.

Sasuke listened to the obnoxious, nauseating, high pitched squeals of the thirty girls or so that were spread throughout the school lawn and parking lot. "SASSSSUUUKKKKEEEEEEEEE?" He shivered. Nothing was worse than knowing that almost every second of the day you were either being 1. Watched or 2. Searched for. Really, could a guy just get one second of alone time? Sure, some of his friends had told him that he should be happy in his position, but had any of them actually had a girl bust out of a stall and glomp him when he was trying to take a whiz?

Sasuke grabbed his school supplies and said "Oh, that?", gesturing to generally the whole area around them. (as much as he could holding a bunch of books, at least) "Those are my fans." With that, he starting walking through the side door of the school, not before adding "I'll see you in Lit.".


Naruto watched Sasuke step into the cafeteria through the door on the side of the building. Directly after that, a stampede of all pastel colors imaginable accompanied by the scent of almost every perfume Walmart (or the Happy Bag!) carries made their way into the area in which Sasuke and Naruto had just been talking. Naruto decided to slip through the door Sasuke had only moments ago, which he did with ease. After all, what more was there to look at on him other than the holes in his jeans? (Which were just about dry, by the way)

Naruto walked into the room said to be designated for his literature, language arts, reading, poetry, whatever one may call it class. He took a glance around. If you could even call it a class. Instead of the conventional chairs and desks, his teacher, Kakashi, had taken the freedom of decorating one's own classroom by substituting the wood work for floor pillows and bean bags, all of which were very colorful. Looks more like a hemp room to me. Naruto followed suit of the rest of the class, and walked towards a bean bag in a corner and sat down. An orange bean bag. Directly after he sat down, Sasuke entered the room and sat down as well, allowing himself to slouch into a dark blue bean bag in another corner of the room. Two minutes later, and the pink bean bags would be making their move. (a/n, you know, as in closing in on Sasuke until they completely surround him…)

The bell rang, and Naruto stared at his shoes, waiting for the class to quiet down. But…it wasn't. He watched as a middle aged man walked into the room, heading towards the center. Is he some senior who just hasn't passed yet? Naruto had to admit it, the guy was pretty sloppy looking. Not sloppy like himself, he was actually dressed ok…but sloppy looking as in lazy. This guy just seemed to scream the pure, unconcentrated, impregnable wall of lazyness. The essence of well, laze. Reaching the center of the room, he smoothed back his unruly gray white hair, leaning back to stretch.

He then moved his hand over his mouth, yawning before letting out a short "Yo." The class then started to quiet down a little. –But still not very much, Naruto noted. Then he leaned towards Naruto's direction, making eye connection. Shit. Naruto looked down, but apparently not soon enough, because the guy walked towards him.

He extended his right hand towards Naruto. "I'm Kakashi. No Mr, no Sir, just Kakashi. You're Naruto, right?" Naruto nodded, shook Kakashi's hand, and then let go. "Welcome to the class. We've got a new project we are going to start today, so you'll be able to fit in fine."

Naruto sighed. Another project? It's my first day, and I've already managed to land myself into the hardest science class in existence, which apparently wasn't that hard, a boring health class, BAND CLASS of all things, and a screwy literature reading. Who knows what's waiting for me in Drama. You know what they say about the drama people…Kakashi interrupted Naruto's thoughts as he actually attempted to quiet the class down. He continued to speak, because it actually worked.

Kakashi had moved to the center of the room and was in the middle of speaking when Naruto actually tuned in to listen to what he was really saying. "…and this project will be different from most projects that you are used to. I've noticed that while some of you," Kakashi glanced over at the swarm of pink and pastel colored bean bags, "seem to get along well, others," a glance was added to the more lonely bean bags of the room, "are not quite as well acquainted." He clasped his hands. "I could make you play a simple game or introduce yourselves to get to know each other greater, but this class will benefit you much more if instead of stepping out the box, you step outside of your most personal comfort zone." The seniors of the room started exchanging glances and looking around, trying to figure out who exactly was the last person they would want to be paired up with.

Naruto sat there watching all of the people in the room look around and exchange whispers and such. He too looked around. There was a group of normal looking people in the room, like Lee and Chouji, but there was also the group of pastel people, too. Sasuke sat alone, but aside him was a group of rather steely looking guys that Naruto didn't want to be caught with either. Naruto thought a little deeper. Being the new kid doesn't exactly help this either, but I would be fine with anyone except…

"Sasuke and Naruto, you are our next pair." Naruto was shaken out of his thoughts as his worst day-mare (a/n—haha, nightmare, daymare……ha?ha?) was made into a reality. He looked at Sasuke, who again looked like a kid had bumped into him and made his ice cream cone fall, except this time it was Naruto, and Sasuke wanted revenge. Naruto then realized that he had been spacing out so much worrying about who he would be paired with that he had missed the rest of whatever Kakashi had said before he starting pairing people up. He glanced over at Sasuke, who looked more pissed than he had before. Shit. The bell then rang, and Naruto pulled himself out of the beanbag and made his way to the theatre, where drama class would be taking place.


Naruto sighed as he walked out of the theatre. Drama class, was more or less of a circus than anything. It seemed that the past couple months of school they had were pretty much spent picking their noses more than anything. "The good news", was that they would be having a play soon. AKA, yet another project for Naruto to attempt to keep tabs on. Band…Lit…Drama…all projects. The play was going to be some wacky one that the teacher Ms. Haruno had written herself, and from what Naruto had seen of her, the play was probably going to be fairly horrifying. Tomorrow would be tryouts for certain parts. What any of these parts were, Naruto didn't know. Maybe I can just be a waterboy or something. Naruto entered his combination into his locker. Plays have waterboys, right?

Naruto grabbed his needs, jammed them in his bag, and slipped the whole mess onto his right shoulder. He then turned around abruptly, bumping into something that was apparently very close behind him. Naruto half expected the person whom he was pressed against to fall, but the body stood firmly in it's place. Naruto opened his eyes and saw darkness instead of the expected light. I did open my eyes…right? He backed up, continuing to stare at what he had opened his eyes up to. The epiphany hit him as he attached the alien body to a name; Sasuke Uchiha.

The body that was attached to a name was also attached to a mouth, which then spoke. "Let's go." Naruto watched the body start walking away. Wee, go where? Naruto decided he must have missed something, so he voiced his question;


"Where are we going?" Sasuke stopped in the middle of his tracks and turned around to face Naruto. Was this blond guy so air-headed that he had already forgotten all of the rules of the project? Sasuke tried to repress the urge to roll his eyes and looked at Naruto's genuine deer in the headlights look.

"The project, you remember, right?" The blond deer was still there, so Sasuke urged him through the crowded hallways while explaining the sum of what they were to do. Essentially, they were to spend every minute outside of class together, taking turns within the weeks of who's house they were staying at. They would think and act upon ways to get to know each other, and then write a poem about the whole experience. Sasuke decided that they would spend the first week or so at Naruto's house, which from the look on Naruto's face, he didn't enjoy the idea of sharing his space. (a/n, omg, did that rhyme?)

When they reached the outside of the school, Naruto started heading into the bus lane direction, while Sasuke stopped to pull out his car keys. Naruto noticed that he was walking alone, and turned around, seeing Sasuke gesture towards the other parking lot, so he followed.

When Sasuke reached his car, Naruto gasped over the condition of it, probably wondering how he got it. Sasuke didn't say much, aside from a grumbled "get it", and stepped into the driver's seat, putting the keys into the ignition. After receiving some fairly similar directions to Sasuke's own route home, Sasuke pulled into the swing of traffic and onto the road, turning up his favorite radio station.


MAAJOOOOR AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ

Hey! I was wondering if it'd be a huge devastation to you guys if I changed to a different point of view? Such as "I opened the door" instead of "Naruto opened the door"? Plllease give me feedback on that! Thanks for reading!