Rumours and Assets
The rumours at Konoha Gakuen High have been confirmed and Itachi Uchiha is indeed pursuing the new Hyuuga girl. And for the sake of defeating him, Sasuke wants to win her affections first. With his good looks and "too cool for you attitude", it couldn't be too hard, right?
A/N: How horrible. (curse you Mac for being set to American spelling! I shake my Aussie fist at you! ...sadly, I'm not as skilled on a Mac as I am with a PC so I don't know how to change the setting on this... XD) Oh no! I've used up my Author's Note space already? DD:
Sorry that this was late once again... D:
By the way... I badly needed inspiration to write this chapter... and somehow, I ended up reading some SasuHina smut... O.o;; Do. Not. Ask. XD (They were disturbing and I found hardly any inspiration... XD) Finally... I found inspiration in the full MP3 version of Broken Youth - Nico Touches the Walls. Beautiful song! :3 I shall apologise beforehand for all the references to smut. XD
Onto chapter five!
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Sasuke Uchiha was not interested in girls. They were annoying things that had unbearably fickle hearts who were only really interested in you for your good looks and talents. If you had neither of these, you were most likely ignored. It was one of the many reasons why Sasuke Uchiha did not like girls. That and the fact that he was constantly chased after by them every day of his miserable school life. And so, he had figured that every girl would act the same way towards him and in his mind, Hinata Hyuuga was no exception.
"G-good morning, Uchiha-san," stammered Hinata as she passed on her way to her locker.
It was Thursday morning. The day after Sasuke had discovered that his brother actually did hold interest in girls and in a particular one that stood beside him, picking through the books in her locker. He couldn't help but study her as she did so, wondering what it was about her that interested the older Uchiha.
"Mm." Sasuke gave his usual reply before turning back to the contents of his locker.
There was only one thing useful about girls in his opinion or at least something that interested him which was that they were a source of entertainment. Toys to be played with simply. Besides that, he wasn't interested in any of them.
From his past experiences with the female species, Sasuke Uchiha did not have a very good impression of them.
"Hinata," he started, withdrawing his English poetry textbook from his locker. "What do you think of my brother?" It was best to clear that subject and see whether or not she held the same interest in the older Uchiha as he probably did in her.
At his question, Hinata turned to him bewilderment, eyes wide and wondering why he would ask such a question yet the Uchiha was not looking at her and instead, continued to search through his locker for the books for his first two periods. Hinata turned back to her locker and stared into it, wondering what she should say next knowing full well that Sasuke hated his brother for some reason and decided to choose her words carefully. "W-well... I don't really... understand him..." she answered truthfully after thought. "B-but, it's strange..." she trailed off as she reached into her locker to pull out her English exercise book.
Having caught his attention, Sasuke turned to Hinata expectantly. "What's strange?" he pressed, interested in what she had to add.
Glancing down at her shoes, Hinata shook her head mutely. "It's nothing." I was just about to say that sometimes they're similar but because he hates his brother so much he'd probably take it as an insult! "W-well, I'm sorry but I'm sure the A-Akatsuki are waiting s-so..." Hinata turned and bowed to Sasuke. "I'll see you later, Uchiha-san."
And with that, she turned and ran down the corridor, leaving Sasuke Uchiha on his own to stare after her.
"Well," Sasuke said aloud to no one in particular, leaning back onto his locker. "What can I do about this situation?" He paused and thought. "Perhaps I should do something too... perhaps I can make this interesting for me," he said with a smirk and pushed off of the locker before making his way towards Homeroom.
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"Pet-chhhhaaannn!"
Hinata smiled, tilting her head to the side as she greeted the Akatsuki leader. "Good morning, Tobi-senpai."
Tobi attacked her head, embracing it viciously. "Ahhh! That smile that warms the man's soul! How I have longed to see it all morning!" He sighed in utter satisfaction, as if his life were now complete.
"Get off of her, your vulgar germs may rub off on her, hn," Deidara said, poking the Akatsuki leader's side and causing him to jump.
"Smut is bad children! It's bad!" Tobi suddenly cried, covering Hinata's ears in an act of attempting to defend her from a subject he had brought up himself.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Hidan yelled, annoyed that the Akatsuki leader was suddenly changing the subject. He could not make head nor tale of why the masked senior would bring such an inappropriate subject into discussion, but only a few words needed to register in his mind. "Fucking pervert! Let go of her if you're going to be fucking thinking of smut! You're fucking sick, do you know that?" he yelled, wrenching Hinata away from the leader by her hair, nearly ripping a few roots from her scalp.
Tears stung the corners of Hinata's eyes as she moved away from Hidan who had released her hair, thankfully. She turned to the seniors, rubbing her aching head and bit her lip in thought before speaking. "Wh-what's smut?" she asked, eyes wide with innocence.
Deidara shot a glare at Tobi before placing what he thought to be a reassuring hand on Hinata's shoulder. "It's nothing that you should concern yourself with, Hinata-chan. Our leader was just being a stupid idiot once again, hn."
"I was not being an idiot! I was simply trying to defend my beloved Pet-chan's mind from that of ravaging fiends!" Tobi declared in determination, appearing as if his intentions had indeed been noble rather than disturbing.
"Ravaging fiends?" Sasori repeated with a raised brow. "That's revolting and rather disturbing. I wouldn't be surprised if you were referring to yourself in fact."
"How cruel of you Sasori!" sobbed Tobi, his masked face pressed into his hands as he wept. "I? A ravaging fiend? It's unthinkable! I would never harm an innocent maiden let alone a fly!"
"Indeed," Pein said dryly, adjusting his shirt collar in disinterest. "Look, we don't have time for your pointless talk, so let's just go to Homeroom already."
"B-but-! My Pet-chan!" Tobi spluttered as both Pein and Konan seized his arms.
"Just go already, you're giving us a headache, hn!" Deidara pinched the bridge of his nose, a crease between his brows.
Tobi sobbed all the way as he was dragged away to Homeroom by Pein and Konan who ignored his continuous cries for "his Pet-chan" reaching out to a rather alarmed Hinata who had been questioning the sanity of nearly ever student she encountered at Konoha Gakuen High.
She felt somewhat relieved as Sasori and Deidara began to walk together with her to Homeroom, though slightly guilty that she felt a bit glad to be away from Tobi who she had recently begun to wonder whether or not he suffered from brain damage also. Deidara's voice broke through her train of thoughts.
"So, your leg has gotten better since the wound, Hinata-chan?" he asked, his eyes studying the movement of her injured leg, the wrapped bandages hidden underneath the knee-high socks that Hinata wore.
"O-oh yes, it's healing a lot faster than my doctor expected which is good because it hardly hurts anymore now," she replied with a bright smile, glad to have something comfortable to talk about.
"You're no longer limping as obviously," Sasori simply noted, staring ahead of himself.
"Y-yes."
As she said this, they reached their Homeroom, which had been relatively close to where they had been and as Hinata made her way into the classroom, she wondered naively to herself what the day may hold in store for her.
In fact, today was the beginning of what she would later look back on as what would lead to many horrors and troubles.
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Sasuke Uchiha watched her from across the room as she seated herself amongst the Akatsuki, now accustomed to the seating arrangement. He studied her rather innocent expression as she looked at each of the Akatsuki as they spoke. Her face was free of malice, ill intent, anger or hate; she was simply looking at them as they spoke. Her reaction to each of them was the same, even as Itachi spoke softly, she would turn and address him with the same look in her eyes. The same kind of respectful look someone would give to another if they hardly knew them and yet were willing to continue learning about the person. He recognised it to be a look she often gave him upon greeting him in the morning at her locker as she smiled.
Spinning the pen between his index and middle finger, Sasuke's thoughts were interrupted as the classroom door slid open and the class quietened down.
Kurenai and, surprisingly, Kakashi stepped into the room and the masked teacher waved politely to the students, appearing as if he were smiling underneath his mask.
"Class, this is, as I'm sure you may already know, Kakashi and he shall be talking to us about a task that has been set for you," Kurenai explained, allowing a short ripple of murmur to go through the Homeroom before placing a hand up to signal for silence. Once that was achieved, she turned and nodded to Kakashi who cleared his throat, taking the cue to speak.
"As I am sure you are all aware of the annual Fundraising events that are coming up soon and thus, our Principal Tsunade has decided that it'd be best if the play for this year were original," his mellow-like voice explained.
Excited murmuring came from the Homeroom from the news.
Hinata simply stared at the masked teacher, wondering what on earth he meant. She was not aware that the school held an annual fundraising event. Was the school unable to supply itself with enough money for particular things and as a result, forced students to participate in activities that would fundraise enough money for said previously unreachable items?
"So everyone, work hard and write the best story possible. The best story will be used for the Designated Class' fundraising play," explained Kakashi. There were a series of groans from all around the classroom and Kakashi ignored them as he continued, supposedly smiling under his mask. "Don't worry. All homerooms are participating in this creative writing process."
"My question is, why do we have to write the story for the stupid Designated Class, hn?" Deidara asked in annoyance. "Not that I meant you or anything Hinata-chan, but this is rather ridiculous of the Principal, loading more pointless tasks onto us."
Hinata was too shocked to reply. Her class was going to act out whatever was the best story out of all the stories that would be submitted from each student in every Homeroom-practically the entire school was taking part in deciding the fate of her class. Whatever story was to be chosen, it was the students of the Designated Class who would be acting it out and bringing it to life. It almost seemed too overwhelming as Hinata thought about it. She had never acted in a play before and prayed that she just be the one operating the curtains as no one would see her and she would be out of the way, not ruining the performance of her classmates.
"Well then," Kakashi began, supposedly still smiling under his mask, "I will be taking my leave now as that's all I wanted to say. Oh, and," he paused at the doorway as he suddenly remembered something. "The stories are to be handed in by the end of the day as to quickly get through the selection process. All stories will be collected by your Period Five teacher. Thank you for your Homeroom's time, Kurenai," Kakashi said, with a nod in her direction before leaving.
Sasuke sighed and leaned back in his chair, grimacing. So, his class was going to have to perform an original play to fundraise money for the school. Cheap bastards, Sasuke thought in irritation. He pushed the thought of the play to the back of his mind, dismissing it temporarily as he had more important issues to think about rather than a play that would end up disastrous in his opinion. Said important thing concerned the certain girl that he was currently observing. How was he to take Itachi's "situation" and change it to his advantage? And then, it suddenly struck him like a bolt of inspiration and he slowly smirked. Now all he needed was to get the Hyuuga alone. Screw the play! he thought as he focused on the details of his plan. This, is far more important...
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It was another basketball training session and as usual, Gai was being merciless to the team, not realising the amount of suffering he was forcing them through.
"Come on! Put your backs into it!" Gai cheered as with excitement he joined in on the training exercises.
"I wish... he wasn't so... easily excitable..." gasped Kankuro as the team ran what seemed to them to be their one-hundredth lap around the basketball court alongside their over enthusiastic sport teacher.
"All right! Hit the shower boys, good job!" cheered Gai, clapping a hand on each of the basketball boys' shoulders as they stumbled past him, grumbling curses under their breath.
It was then that Sasuke noticed the two Akatsuki conversing at the side of the locker room entry and his blood boiled as he recognised the older Uchiha who was speaking emotionlessly with Deidara, the blonde obviously irritated with having to engage himself in a conversation with the genius.
"Can we leave from here? Obviously our stupid leader had no idea what he was talking about. There's nothing to see around here and no information to gather; another pointless goose chase that Tobi has sent us on," came Deidara's annoyed voice as he made a face.
"Our duty is to obey commands and whether we agree with them or not..." The Uchiha trailed off, sensing a familiar presence nearby and his dark eyes turned to meet those of his brother's.
"Hah," began Sasuke, his eyes narrowing. "It's funny," he said though his expression displayed no humour. "I've been wanting to talk to you all day today." He used his towel to wipe some sweat from his brow as he approached the two Akatsuki members. "So, it's funny to see you here," his words implied something, as if the older Uchiha had intentionally chosen to stand outside of the locker room to discuss their mission objectives with Deidara.
"Ugh, another Uchiha," Deidara said, rolling his eyes at the sight of Sasuke. "It's difficult enough to deal with one in my opinion yet there has to be more of you, hn."
"Shut up, I have no business with you," Sasuke sneered, turning his attention back to his brother and ignoring the death glares Deidara directed towards him. "I have a proposition for you, Itachi," he began casually, dabbing the towel against his face, his voice slightly muffled.
Itachi calmly turned away from his brother. "I have no time for idle chat. Deidara-san, we shall take our leave." Both he and Deidara began to walk away down the pathway.
Sasuke's head snapped up in anger and he flung his towel over his shoulder to hang there and stalked towards the two departing Akatsuki. "Where's Hinata?" he suddenly asked, knowing that he should just get straight to the point.
The Akatsuki's paused in step and both looked over their shoulder at him, Deidara raising a questioning eyebrow and Itachi as expressionless as ever.
"What do you mean by that, Sasuke, hn?"
"I wasn't talking to you, was I?" Sasuke dismissed Deidara, winning himself some more death glares as he turned to address his brother. "I don't get it Itachi," Sasuke said, wiping his damp brow. "What do you see in that Hyuuga girl? What interests you about her?"
Itachi stared silently at his brother. "Why do you ask such questions? I have no interest in her," he stated, his voice and expression giving away nothing.
"Like hell you don't!" shouted Sasuke, pointing at his brother accusingly. "You just don't want to admit that you are interested in her."
"My, my," Deidara said with a shrug of his shoulders and a defeated sigh. "And here I thought you Uchihas were meant to be geniuses. You're an idiot in my opinion Sasuke, hn."
"This doesn't concern you, Deidara!" Sasuke spat, annoyed with the blonde-haired Akatsuki's presence. "My brother is indeed interested in the Hyuuga, so I wouldn't mind challenging him." He turned to his brother with a smirk, his eyes narrowed. "What do you say, Itachi?"
"A challenge?" Itachi repeated and if it were possible, in mild surprise.
"Yes. A challenge. I'll win her affections before you."
Itachi stared once more at his brother before turning away, muttering, "Foolish little brother. That is a statement, not a challenge." He paused in step. "Are you meaning to say that you are willing to break her, simply to bother me?"
Sasuke's smirk, if possible, widened. "Not only that, but for once I will defeat you."
There was silence before Itachi continued to walk away, choosing to say nothing else to the younger Uchiha.
"Hah, I know he's interested in her," Sasuke said, smirk still in place. "And I can't wait to see his face when she falls head over heels for me." Sasuke was confident of himself. Annoying and torturous as it had been at the time, Sasuke knew for a fact that there was no girl in the school who had not chased after him and he did not expect Hinata Hyuuga to be any different. He was convinced that he already had this challenge won which was the reason why he had wanted to quickly suggest it to his brother. It was about time that he finally got under his brother's skin and succeeded in defeating him in something that he was sure to annoyed over.
"Ahh, cocky, aren't we?"
Sasuke turned to see Tobi, leaning casually against the wall, having watched the entire exchange of words and challenge. He sneered at the appearance of the Akatsuki leader and turned away, making his way down the pathway away from the two Akatsuki. "I don't have time to talk to you idiots, I have to be decent for Period Five." He glanced over his shoulder at the sound of footsteps to see Tobi and Deidara following after him. "It's lunchtime, so why don't you go and do whatever it is your group does on that school roof," he asked coolly before turning away and deciding to completely disregard their presence from then on. He was not interested in any of them and couldn't care less if they decided to follow him around for a bit. He had more pressing matters to deal with and a certain Hyuuga to win over.
He smirked to himself as he thought. After all, from all the girls that had chased after him, Sasuke had learnt many things about the female species and didn't think this challenge would be too difficult.
"Don't you want to say anything to him?" Deidara asked in uncharacteristically hushed tones. He frowned. "And why am I whispering to you this when we're walking directly behind Sasuke?"
Deidara could almost feel Tobi's beaming smile in his direction and sighed as Tobi patted him reassuringly on the shoulder. "Never fear Deidara! My Pet-chan is too precious to be broken!" he announced confidently, placing his hands on the places where his cheeks would be on the mask. Deidara had a sick feeling that he was pretending to blush underneath the mask. "Oh, my beloved Pet-chan... how I adore thee..."
"You know... sometimes I wonder why they just don't lock you up or something, hn..."
Tobi suddenly sneezed and rubbed the place on his mask where the end of his nose should be, wondering whether someone was talking about him.
Why are they still following me? Sasuke pondered in annoyance, walking briskly so as to lose them.
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Hinata blinked and looked around the Akatsuki group as she scrambled onto the building, thankful that she had been able to climb the ladder onto the roof safely for the past week and fews days. "Where's Tobi-senpai and Deidara-senpai?" she asked, cocking her head to the side as she drew out her lunch box, preparing to eat.
Shrugging indifferently, Kisame leaned back onto the wall behind him, usual grin in place. "So Hinata... are you handing in your story?" he asked, interested in what type of story the Hyuuga would've written.
Eyes widening, Hinata lowered her gaze to her lap, her fingers automatically touching her lips in a nervous motion that she had developed long ago in her youth. "U-um... I-I don't th-think I sh-should..." she mumbled, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Why not?" Kisame asked, continuing to grin. Hinata continued to look away and Kisame took this as a cue to keep talking rather than press her for details. "I wrote a rather interesting story."
"Whoop-de-fucking-doo, so did I," Hidan said unenthusiastically, rolling his eyes.
"Well, let's hear your story then," Kisame said in amusement, still leaning against the wall behind him as he folded his arms over his chest, waiting.
"Yeah? Well prepare to be fucking amazed!" Hidan cried, whipping out a handful of A4 paper sheets.
"That's a lot of unnecessary pages," Kakuzu muttered as he sipped his drink from his bottle.
"Shut the hell up!" Hidan snapped before he began to read from his pieces of paper. "There once was a powerful as hell Akatsuki member named Hidan."
"Oh here we go," Sasori snorted, rolling his eyes.
A vein popped out on Hidan's forehead, yet he chose to ignore the comment, wanting to continue reading his rather disturbing story aloud that appeared only to be boasting in the form of a poorly written narrative. Hinata stared at him as he continued reading with wide eyes, feeling as if her brain had been soiled with the violence and suggestive themes within his story. By this time, he was on the second page and refused to stop reading, even when Kakuzu had thrown his bottle at him in an attempt to silence him. Hidan easily side-stepped it and continued his reading. "'Oh no! Do not sacrifice me!' cried the young weak and pathetic girl. 'I'm too young to fucking die!' But it was too fucking late. The powerful as hell Akatsuki member had already sliced through her-"
"AIIEE! HOW HORRIBLE!" cried Tobi, clamping his hands over Hinata's eyes. "Don't read your gruesomely violent story around Pet-chan! You'll traumatise her!"
"Idiot... you're supposed to be covering her ears, not her eyes, hn," Deidara sighed, his eyebrow twitching in annoyance.
Kisame looked up at the two with a grin. "Hey, when did you guys get here?"
"Just now. We were unfortunately caught up talking to the younger Uchiha idiot," Deidara explained, stretching his arms widely as he took a seat in his usual spot.
Eyes still covered by Tobi, Hinata turned her head in Deidara's direction and if she could see, she would've had wide eyes as she stared at the blonde. "E-eh? Uchiha-san?" she asked, attempting to pry off Tobi's fingers so as to be able to see the blonde Akatsuki member.
Deidara poked his pinky into his ear and twisted it around a bit, yawning tiredly as he did so. "Yeah, he was talking about..." Deidara trailed off, shooting a glance in Hinata's direction causing her to tilt her head to the side in wonder as Deidara fell silent and had begun to eat his lunch in that manner.
"Deidara-senpai?" Hinata pulled away from Tobi, wanting to know what the blonde-haired Akatsuki member had been about to say. "Wh-"
"Peeeettt-cccchhhaaannn!" Tobi embraced her head from behind cheerily. "I would be most delighted if you listened to my story before I hand it in!"
Hinata sweat dropped from the pressure around her head. "U-um... s-sure... I don't mind..." she mumbled, not having any other choice as she was trapped in his hold.
"Here you go!" Tobi said brightly, drawing out a sheet of paper with his messy scrawl on it.
Before he could hand it to Hinata however, Hidan had seized it, snatching the paper from him, his eyes skimming over the page. His brow twitched and he glared up murderously at the Akatsuki leader. "You fucking pervert! You were about to give her this smut crap to read!"
Tobi cocked his head to the side. "Smut? Oh, that's the wrong thing. That's just something I wrote in Science for fun," he explained breezily, waving his hand as if to dismiss the disturbance he had caused with this revelation.
Suddenly on his feet with a murderous glint in his eyes, Deidara wrenched Hinata away from Tobi's grasp and knocked the masked Akatsuki into the ground before proceeding to kick him repeatedly. "You sick bastard!"
"NNNNOOOOO! I would never have given it to Pet-chan to read in the first place! She is my blooming wallflower that I refuse to harm!" cried Tobi, using his arms to shield himself from Deidara's attacks.
"I think the point is the fact that you wrote it rather than you were "accidentally" handing it to Hinata to read," Konan said simply, not bothering to look up from her lunch as she ate.
It seemed that everytime Tobi got into his "unusual" mood (which was most of the time anyway) the best Hinata could do was laugh nervously before inching away to continue eating her lunch. As she shifted away this time, she noticed Itachi sitting near the edge of the building, quietly looking over it at the students below, observing the soccer players running about on the field, the hot-blooded elite soccer player, Rock Lee, amongst them, Hinata noticed. She walked up near to where he sat and looked out at the students as well. Even with the raucous in the background, Hinata felt strangely calmed and peaceful in the older Uchiha's presence; the atmosphere around him at the moment seemed rather soothing to the Hyuuga, a nice change from the previous murderous atmosphere she was sitting in when Tobi had arrived with his story that for some reason he was being kicked for.
"Uchiha-senpai."
"Hmm?"
"Do you like soccer? Y-you seem to feel peaceful watching the players below," Hinata said with a genuine smile, curious as to why the atmosphere around the Akatsuki member felt the way it did.
Itachi was silent for a moment. "They're playing soccer? Ahh, that is why there was a strange blur at their feet."
Does he mean the soccer ball? Hinata thought as she sweat dropped. It seemed that the older Uchiha's eyesight was as bad as ever and she felt that if she had any opportunity to question his stubborn refusal to wear his glasses, she thought that now was the most appropriate time to. "U-Uchiha-senpai."
"Hmm?"
Hinata paused briefly from hesitation. "Wh-why don't you wear y-your glasses?" she asked, looking away and hoping he would not feel as if she were prying into what he considered personal.
There was a pause where Hinata fidgeted nervously before Itachi finally spoke up, his eyes never turning to address her. "Why does it concern you?" he asked in his velvet smooth voice.
"E-eh? U-um... w-well..." Hinata stammered, glancing about herself nervously. She no longer felt calm and rather felt as if she were being accused of a crime she had not intended to commit. She chewed on her bottom lip out of habit to calm herself. "W-well, it's n-not good for you t-to walk about w-with bad eyesight like yours. Y-you could really hurt yourself o-or someone else!" Hinata exclaimed, her eyes wide in earnest concern.
Itachi turned to look at her honest and serious face. The corner of his mouth twitched before he turned away once more, his face blank and smooth once more. "It's troublesome to wear glasses," he explained frankly.
And Itachi thought of how troublesome it was for rumours to be circulating the school about a rather serious Uchiha senior and the certain girl that stood gawking beside him, oblivious to it all.
"Y-you think it's tr-troublesome to wear your glasses?" she gasped, continuing to stare at him in surprise.
Yes, troublesome and oblivious, indeed.
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"Who chose this story?" Neji grumbled as he stared at the script he had been given when he had arrived at school early on the Friday morning. His eyebrow twitched as he read over the lines of the actors, wondering who in their right mind would choose such a cliché and rather poorly written plot.
Glasses sparkling as he pushed it back up on his nose, Gaara smirked, nodding his head in approval at the story held in the student council president's hands. "I chose it myself," he admitted, smirk never leaving his face as if he believed his choice for the Designated Class' play to be suitable.
Neji's brow twitched once more, his mouth hardening into a straight line. "I don't like it," he said, tossing it unceremoniously over his shoulder.
"You have no choice, Neji!" said a loud and familiar voice as someone placed a heavy hand on Neji's shoulder.
Eyes narrowing in annoyance, Neji didn't bother to turn around and confirm who stood behind him. "What do you mean by that, Gai-sensei?" he asked, the muscle underneath his eye twitching at the thought of his class have to act out the story he had just been reading.
Giving his trademark sparkling smile and thumbs up, Gai answered as he grinned, "The Principal has given her approval of that story being used as the play! She says it shall display the true talent of the Designated Class!"
Resisting the urge to punch something (the teacher's sparkling teeth seemed rather appealing in his punching choice), Neji gritted his teeth and retrieved the tossed story sheets from the ground, dusting it off. "Fine, we'll act this ridiculous play." He looked over his shoulder at Gai, still scowling. "But I shall be handing out a copy of the story to each of the class members to see what they think of it." And with that, the student council president moodily walked down the corridor with the story tucked under his arm carelessly, muttering darkly about how much of a fool his class would appear as if they were to act out said play and cursing whoever had written the overly romantic, cliché storyline.
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Kisame sneezed loudly.
"I think someone's talking about you, Kiissaammmee," Tobi sang cheerfully as they walked to his locker.
Kisame rubbed his nose thoughtfully, grinning. "Hmm, I wonder why?"
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End of chapter 5.
A/N: WAH! So short! Apologies if there were any grammar mistakes etc. And sorry for the poor writing, I really lacked inspiration and wanted to get this chapter up because I knew if I didn't finish it, I probably wouldn't for another month or so... D: Thanks for the support and the lovely reviews! Please continue to send them in and constructive criticism is welcome! :D