A/N: OMG I RE-READ MY LAST CHAPTER AND REALIZED I AM A COMMA WHORE! I APOLOGIZE GREATLY! For the future, starting now, I will try and limit how many comma's I use. Feel free to call me out on it. Really. DO IT!
DISCLAIMER: Naruto and its characters are owned by Masashi Kishimoto. Thanks for making such beautifully crafted characters for me to ship together.
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Itachi watched her walk down the hallway towards her last class. She looked a little deflated. Just what was her consequence, he wondered? He hoped she would be scrubbing toilets, or finally painting over that hideous, "BELIEVE IT" on the wall. Maybe the entire office- in a blue color this time.
Smirking as he walked up toward Tsunade's door, he gave one glance back. He really did hate the banana yellow color. It truly was an eyesore. Maybe he could convince Lady Tsunade to make her and Naruto to paint it over as an...extracurricular activity.
Raising his fist, he softly rapped on the light-brown door. Receiving a muffled, "Come in" he entered.
Stepping inside, Itachi closed the door behind himself with a soft -click-. He gazed around the office he knew a little too well because of his work with the student committee. The lone chair in front of the desk was hard, and slightly broken. He knew that Sakura herself had broken it in a rage. He never got that full story.
Tsunade looked up from her papers to see Itachi standing quietly in the doorway. "Oh! Perfect, you were just the person I wanted to see. Sit." She gestured to the chair and he inwardly cringed. To any observer his facial expression never wavered. He sat down. It was still slightly warm from Sakura sitting in it. He realized that there was a slight dent that probably was her exact size, knowing that she spent a lot of time sitting in it. The "Sakura Chair" he dubbed it.
"Her consequence has been decided." Tsunade's voice broke Itachi from his silent musings.
"Oh?" He tried to not be too intrigued but in all honesty his interest was piqued.
"She will be shadowing you for two weeks. She will be going to all of your classes, and helping you with your work for the student committee. She will also take part in your extracurricular activities. You are part of the Soccer Club still, are you not?" Itachi, who had yet had a moment to speak, only nodded. This was not how he was expecting this to go. At all.
"Lady Tsunade, not to question your authority, but why do you want me to be the one to guide her around? I am fairly positive that you are privy to the fact that she despises my very being."
"Itachi, believe it or not, but I don't think she does. She has no guidance. And while I know you think you know everything, you still have a lot to learn. I think that you two can teach each other." Itachi only nodded to her comment, though it did irk him just a little bit. "Like I stated previously, it will only be for two weeks. In that period of time I want you to keep her out of trouble. By ALL MEANS NECESSARY. If she ends up here in those two weeks, you will be sharing any consequences. You may be the student body president, but I will not show you any favoritism. Is that understood Itachi?"
"Yes, Lady Tsunade."
"Perfect. Starting tomorrow Sakura Haruno will be your responsibility. Oh yes- I forgot to mention that you will be following her to her physical education class. It is the advanced tai-juitsu class. You will be expected to participate." Itachi nods. At this moment there is a knock at the door, and Shizune sticks her head in.
"Lady Tsunade, I need to speak with you, if you have a moment." Shizune only glances briefly at the intimidating Uchiha before snapping her gaze back to Tsunade.
"That's fine. I just finished up with Itachi." Itachi then stood to leave. "One last thing Itachi; I expect you both to stop in to my office in one week. Hopefully you won't have killed each other by then."
Responding only with a "thank you" Itachi excused himself from her office. The devil, in his mind, has pink hair. He knew that he was in for two weeks of torture.
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"Torture! That's what it is! It's almost inhumane. I can't even stand that fucktard- and she expect me to follow AND HELP HIM? For two weeks!?" Sakura ranted to Naruto- he listened openly to everything she was saying- actually, screaming.
Naruto was in many ways exactly like Sakura, a bit of hooligan, but only with good intentions. They had met in Jr. High and had bonded over similar pasts, plus they lived right next door to one another in the same apartment complex. Both had been independent for a good majority of their lives.
They shared the same group of friends, but the relationship between the two of them was special. Speaking of friends- Sakura looked up to see her boys coming to the table.
Firstly there was Shikamaru Nara. He was lazy, a true genius, and the only one with all passing grades even though he had the worst attendance. Then there was Kiba, who was fresh off suspension for bringing his dog to school...again. His black eye prominent- he was always making passes at her and this time, she got even. He was like Naruto's more annoying other half, except he got her in to a hell of a lot more trouble. It was Kiba's fault she was being punished. Shino was a quiet guy, she knew him, but not well enough to say anything about him other than he always wore shades inside. And then lastly there was Lee. He was her partner in Gai's tai-juitsu class. He was way too outgoing and always wore a green jacket, even in the dead heat of summer.
Sakura looked around the circular table and smiled.
This was one of two classes that the entire group of friends shared, and it was her second favorite. It was Kakashi's class and because he was always running late, she got to spend time catching up with her boys. It sucked- that for two weeks she would have to leave them. She preferred their presence to that of Ichi-ban's anyday.
Itchy and Ichi-ban, those were some nicknames that her and her friends had come up for the "oh-so-beloved" student body president. Speaking of the devil- here he was, coming up to her table. Wait- WHAT?
Sakura looked up at Itachi, who stood before her with his stupid unreadable face.
"Sakura Haruno, here is my class schedule. Tsunade asked me to give it to you by hand since I have time before my next class. I'll meet you at the front office at eight tomorrow morning. Be on time."
"Whatever, Ichi-b—I mean Itachi."His only quirked an eyebrow, and then with an about face and a few strides he was gone from the room.
Tense silence was broken by a few girls giggling about how hot Itachi was, but the only thing that Sakura cared about was the cow-faced looks of her boys. Naruto, who was by far the most tan of them all was whiter than her- and she admitted to being pasty. Lee's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline- a near impossible feat. Shikamaru stared blankly, if anything, he sat more rigidly. Kiba was picking his jaw up off of the floor. And Shino, there wasn't really a change with him.
Shikamaru recoverd quickly and raised a brow at her, "What was that about?"
"I have to take classes with him, for two weeks for punching Kiba in the face." She shot daggers at Kiba from across the table. He gulped.
"Sorry- if it's any consolation Shizune is having me wipe down all the lockers for feeling you up."
"Not good enough." She turned herself away from him.
"Including the first year boy's locker room one's." Sakura, and everyone at the table gagged just thinking about it. That place was prepubescent hell. Sakura didn't have to enter it to know that place was death's playground, she could smell it from down the hallway. She was sure the ENTIRE school could smell it.
Feeling somewhat mollified she responded."Fine, but touch me again and you will have a lot worse than just a black eye." Kiba only nodded but discreetly crossed his legs to protect himself.
"So what is his schedule? I am most certain it is full of great youthful activities." This was Lee speaking. Sakura wasn't sure if he got dropped on his head one too many times as a baby, or if he really just thought in flowery language, but either way his question did make her wonder.
Unfolding the paper, Sakura read:
1. ENG 302- Asuma Rm.987
2. HOME EC- Kurenai Rm.201
3. Extra Curr.- Genma
4. Diff EQ- Shikaku Rm.865
5. -Float- TAI- Gai Gym. 2
6. LUNCH
7. ADV CHEM- Anko Rm. 864
8. PSYCH- Ibiki Rm. 69
9. -Float- Study Hall
"Home economics? Itachi is taking home economics? ReallY? HAHAHA!" Naruto burst out laughing. "Oh hey Sak, look- you are in Shikamaru's dad's class. Lucky!" Sakura re-examined the paper, it was true.
"What a drag, now I feel obligated to attend my classe." Shikamaru drawled. "Your in my English, Math and Chemistry classes." The whole group turned to Shikamaru.
"Shika, why are you in this English class if your in third year level English?" Sakura asked.
"I need it for my records. I couldn't just skip. Technically, I don't need to do the work- honestly it's too troublesome."
"Perfect that you can keep Sak company, and safe from Mr. Asshole!"
"Whatever. Sure. Troublesome." Sakura couldn't really tell if that meant yes or no. She wasn't going to worry about it- until she started hyperventilating tomorrow, that's when she'd panic. It was shortly there after that Kakashi finally entered and the class officially started. A mere fifteen minutes after the bell- wow Kakashi was actually earlier than usual. The rest of class went on entirely uneventful. Since the class dredged on, Sakura began to brew over what was to come tomorrow. She felt dead. She would be dead, if she had spend two weeks with Itachi. Bell, please ring. Don't though. Tomorrow don't come.
School let out.
By the time she got home she was completely wiped. She collapsed on to the bed with a groan. At least she'd know Shika in a few of her classes. God, really two weeks? She'd barely survived today, and that was her NORMAL day. Lord have mercy on her.
After finally rousing her self enough to get ready for bed, sleep quickly took her, and she dreamed of her boys, and ramen. Life would be great. At least until she awoke.
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TA-DAH! Thank you all for waiting for this next chapter. I will have another up next week, maybe even sooner. My creative juices are flowing at the moment- so strike while the iron's hot right? LOVING YOU ALL FROM SOMEWHERE ON THE SEA!
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