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A/N: So I forgot to put in the first part of chapter 1… my computer is the shop, so I can't work on my other stories. Also this story is a fluffy easy project for me considering my other stories. Okay, hope you enjoy it…

Sincerely,

TK

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto… Sasuke does

Warning: YAOI meaning boyXboy, totally SasuNaru…

PS: Anyone read a good Naruto is a Shinigami, Naruto masked, Supernatural Naruto, Naruto secretly smart or a good old steamy NarutoxSasuke? If you have would you please recommend them to me. I love to read other's stuff and I really wish people would write more of the above.

Chapter ONE continue: Newbie

And that was an understatement. They had no idea, what this seemingly innocent blond had brought to town.

"Class this is Naruto Uzumaki, he will be joining us for the rest of the year. Naruto would you please tell us a little about yourself?" Naruto stared at Kakashi helplessly. Kakashi sighed "Your likes, your disliked, your dreams…"

Naruto looked around nervously before answering in a melodious voice "I dunno really. I guess I like ramen and computers. I dislike guns and bossy people," everyone raised an eyebrow, "I just wanna be happy…"

"Where are you from?" Asked Kakashi curiously.

"Boston…" Naruto answered curtly before staring dejectedly down at his shoes. He glanced up nervously and blushed when he realized everyone was still staring at him. Suddenly whispers broke out like wildfire. Kakashi cleared his throat everyone fell silent.

"Naruto why don't you go sit next to Sasuke. Sasuke please raise your hand and Sakura why don't you move one seat over."

"But Kakashi-sensei-" Sakura whined as Ino stuck out her tongue childishly.

"Don't talk back to me! One week of detention."

"Gees, what got you so pissy?" Sakura blurted out.

Surprisingly it was Naruto who answered "my guardian, Iruka." A maniacal smile spread over across Naruto's face. Uh oh, his life was going to be hell! Kakashi thought as he slammed his had into his forehead as the whispers began up again. Kakashi glared at Naruto, who only looked at him innocently, large blue eyes masked in cute confusion.

Sasuke was interested in this strange boy, who had a guardian and hated guns.

NARUTO P.O.V.

I looked a Kakashi-sensei with my innocent confusion look that even got my masters when I was younger. I know I look child-like and that has always assisted me in tough situations. Specially the deadly kind. Unconsciously my hand went to the scars on my left cheek and expression changed into a more pained one. Just thinking about my past made me react this way. I began to shake a little.

Suddenly I became aware of what was happening as I felt two pairs of eyes bore into me, the first belonging to my new Sensei and the second a pretty boy. The boy was beautiful… he kind of reminded me of someone, but I couldn't remember.

Quickly remembering that Kakashi wanted me to sit next to the boy I made my way to the now empty seat ignoring the glaring pink haired girl… Sakura, but before I could take a seat the bell rung. Class was over.

The rest of the day was rather uneventful. I made way to my other classes; Studio, College Calculus, College lit, College physics, music, Political science, Rock climbing, German and Advanced engineering.

To top it all of after I joined several classes I was asked to be a student TA (Teacher Assistant) in my calculus class and Physics class, which was in addition to my TAing a computer course. I think Iruka will be pissed especially because he told me to ton intelligence it down. I was, but how was I to know the level the other high school students preformed at.

The only other interesting occurrence was that I had five classes with pretty boy… Sasuke, yah that was his name. A first his gaze was curious, but it soon became hostile when my talents became apparent… I out classed him in all of my studies. Well, except music were I made quite a fool of myself.

Oh, well one can't be perfect at everything.

The entire time I was in the computer Lab I was itching to pull a prank, but I managed to restrain myself. We'll see how long that lasts.

So this the end for the next hour. I'll probably write more tonight… or a might not. Who knows?