Roses

(Author's note at the end of story)

(We all heart you Masashi Kishimoto)

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"Geez, just look at 'em...", Temari said, as she looked toward the three-some of popular girls, Sakura, Tenten, and Ino. "Just, look at them all. So pretty, and perfect, fussing over lipgloss..."

"I'm trying not to...", Hinata replied. She hated those girls so much, that she didn't even want to give them a glance. Instead she tried arranged the pencils in her locker.

Hinata and Temari where in a different group then those girls.

Let's just say, they aren't the most "popular" girls in their school. Niether the most stunningly beautiful. And they where definetly NOT preppy, or girly-girlish.

Temari never really cared about what she wore, as long as she had clothes on. Also, she always was into alot of sports, and she kicked everyone's ass in soccer. What was really weird about her, she never wanted a boyfriend. Boys got into her way.

Hinata was the dark and silent girl. She never talked, unless she needed to. She hated being around people she didn't know. Everyone thought that she was just really cold, but actually, she was really shy. Only Temari knew this.

Pretty much, they where outcasts. But they didn't care.

"Hey, look. It's Mister Gorgeous...", Temari rolled her eyes and smirked. Hinata looked up. And there was Sasuke, the Ladie's man, flirting with the preps. She wanted to be deaf. She couldn't stand hearing those girl's giggles and laughs. She covered her ears and growled. Temari just yawned, and slammed her locker shut.

"God, I'm so frikin' tired...", Temari said. "Last night my brothers had an ice cream fight. And my dad made me clean it all up. I'm serious, my family is from HELL. Gaara tried to play darts with flaming knives, Kankuro wanted to drown our cat to see if it actually had nine lives, and my father doesn't give a crap about anything! Except for my uncle. He's the nicest. He actually CARED, and helped me clean up the mess that Gaara and Kankuro made." Temari sighed. "I wish my mom where still alive...she'd keep everything together..." She sighed again, and turned to Hinata. "So, what's up with your family?"

Hinata shrugged. "I'm not getting any attention as usual...and my star student little sister and cousin are getting all of the praise.", Hinata looked up at the cheap school ceiling."I wish I could just shoot them all with a AK-47...but I can't."

"Yeah, AK-47's are way too expensive these days..."

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The class bell rang, and Hinata sat down at her window desk in Science class. She could hear the giggles as Tenten and Ino, coming to class. Unfortunetly, they had to be in the same period as her. Hinata sighed, and rested her chin on her hand, awaiting Tenten to sit down next to her.

"Hey there Hinata!", Tenten said cheerfully, then giggling.

Hinata managed to grumble a little, "Hello...", in response. then she looked out the window. The sunshine shone through the classroom windows, and shined on the flasks. Mr. Iruka entered the room.

"Good Morning class!", Mr Iruka said with a smile. "As you know, today we'll be mixing chemicals together to make formulas. I will be assigning your partners."

The whole class groaned.

"Ino and Rin!"

Ino rolled her eyes and frowned.

"Natsuko and Xing Xing!"

"Nami and Sora!"

"Ren and Yuna!"

Hinata yawned, getting bored.

"Tenten and Hinata!"

Hinata's eyes widened. no...nooooooo, please NO, Hinata thought. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Tenten smile at her. She couldn't believe this was happening to her.

"WOW HINATA! WE'RE PARTNERS!", Tenten giggled.

Hinata faked a smile. "Heh heh...yeah..."

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Meanwhile, Temari was having some fun too...

"WOULD YOU PLEASE...LEAVE ME ALONE?", Temari snapped at her annoying "friend" and gym partner, Kabuto.

"Oh...I annoy you...?", Kabuto said with a sly grin. Temari just glared at him. Kabuto then bounced the basketball on the ground and tossed it to her. Temari caught it, and threw it right at his face.

"WHOA!", Kabuto exclaimed, as he dodged the basketball, by a centimeter. The ball hit the wall, and left a dent in it. Kabuto examined the wall, with wide eyes.

"CHRIST WOMAN! WHAT ARE YOU?", Kabuto exclaimed once more.

"You're lucky I aimed for your face, and not somewhere else...", Temari scowled, as she pointed to Kabuto's "sacred area".

"Well, bring it on.", Kabuto said, giving her a seductive smile. Temari's face heated up.

"SHUDDUP!", Temari screamed kicking him in the "sacred area" . Everyone stared at her, a bit scared.

"yauggghhh...!", Kabuto yelled. The he sunk to the ground in pain. Temari stormed off. Kabuto looked up at her, and managed to say, "Y-you know...girls like you really t-turn me on..."

Temari turned around and kicked him again.

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Sasuke was walking to 1st period, late as usual. But he didn't care. He heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hey Sasuke!"

he turned around and found Sakura. ...Wonderful..., He thought, sarcastically.

"Late too, huh?", Sakura said in her fake cheery voice, and walked to class with him. Sasuke gave her a fake smile back.

(Everyone's fake, huh?)

The only real reason Sasuke hung out with these girls was to maintain his popularity.

(How LAME)

He obviously didn't like it. But he had an image to protect, and he was to much of a jackass to give it up, and hang out with his real friends. What a (BEEP)ing son of a bitch.

They entered Language Arts class. Ms. Kurenai gave them "that teachers look, that makes you feel like the scum of the earth".

"Miss.Haruno, and Mister Uchiha, could you both please explain why you're both late...?", Ms. Kurenai asked, giving them the teacher's look again. Sasuke shrugged. Some of the girls in the class giggled.

"I dunno...", Sasuke said sarcastically. Their teacher glared at them both.

"And I suppose you don't know either, hm, Sakura?"

Sakura just looked at the ground. Ms. Kurenai shook her head, and told them to sit down.

"Lunch detention for you Sakura, and you Sasuke, after school detention. You've been late to class too many numerous times...", Ms. Kurenai said harshly.

Sasuke shrugged again, like it was no big deal.

But it was. It was.

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"Ok, so what chemical goes with what again...?", Tenten asked, confused.

"Don't you have the list?", Hinata growled. She was annoyed by this girl's stupidity.

"Uh, well of course not!", Tenten snapped. "Weren't you supposed to get it...?"

That tone of voice was killing Hinata. She HATED it.

"No. You're the assisstant, so you're supposed to get the list!", Hinata sighed. Why did Mr. Iruka set her up with a partner who's a complete idiot...?

Tenten glared at her. "Look, don't gimme that attitude. Why do have to be so stuck up? I am like, one of the smartest girls in this class! You should be proud to be my partner!"

Hinata just ignored her, but she wanted to rip her face apart.

"Just shuddup. You don't even know the difference between calcite and criptonite (sp?)"

Tenten rolled her eyes. "At least I don't have a little sister who's smarter than me..."

That was it. Hinata...

SNAPPED.

She took the chemical she just mixed up, and poured it all over Tenten's designer jeans. Tenten screamed. The chemical started to dissolve the jeans.

Hinata laughed, and Tenten cried.

Mr. Iruka noticed the racket, and GASPED.

"HINATA! AFTER SCHOOL DETENTION!"

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Ok, this is just the beggining. Anyway, this is a SasuHina couple. And yes, there will be alot of Sakura, Ino, and Tenten bashing. It's not that I don't like the characters (actually, I kinda do), but, I needed some characters to fit the people in the story. So don't FLAME. If you don't like the story, then FINE. You don't like it.

- Lovvies from XxRevengExX (AKA Lesli)

Oh yeah, and that We heart you Masashi Kishimoto thing that I have for my disclaimer, PLEASE don't copy it. PLEASE DON'T.