Chapter 4

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeep.

From under mounds of blankets of a messy twin-sized bed, a slightly tanned and nimble hand reached out and fumbled around on the bed-side table. The fingers traveled across the smooth wooden surface a few times before finally finding their target and slamming down on the alarm clock.

"...with a high of 87 and a low of 45, this vast range of temperature will surely bring about an interesting day. Now on to DJ Danny with our morning program of—"

A grunt came out as the person realized they accidentally hit the radio button instead. The blankets were then thrown back to reveal a head of shocking yellow hair and still smoggy cerulean eyes.

"Euughh... stupid alarm clock..." He mumbled while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Taking a glance at the clock, he saw that it was exactly 7:03. Perfect, he thought, a smile tugging on the corner of his lips, just enough time for my morning ritual!

Which consisted of a shower, teeth brushing, complete ignorance of his unruly hair, and a bowl of ramen from his "morning" stash. Yes, he had a "lunch" and "dinner" stash too. It's not his fault ramen was so addicting!

With two minutes to spare before he had to head to school, he walked into his living room and checked his appearance in a full-body mirror.

He had the required button down navy blue long sleeves and gray necktie along with the long navy pants. But, with his rebellious nature and own twist to fashion, he had also put on an orange tee shirt underneath the unbuttoned long sleeves and an orange man-necklace along with orange shoelaces. Anyone could tell his favourite color was orange, which was absolutely right.

Smiling with satisfaction and happy that he had time to eat ramen in the morning, he dusted some imaginary dirt off of his "uniform", gave himself a little compliment ("Looking good, Naruto!"), and walked out the door to start the twenty minute walk to school.

Sasuke inwardly braced himself as he got ready to step out of his car. He knew being all-powerful came at a price—which he's willing to pay (reluctantly)—but some days he just wishes he's not as super awesome as he is. Why can't popularity come quieter and less chaotic?

And a few less girls wouldn't hurt.

Sighing (inwardly, of course), Sasuke grabbed his things and got out of his car. Turning back to give his sleek black baby a pat and to lock the door, Sasuke quickly headed towards the front doors. Better to get it over with quickly. He could already see the mob.

Oh stink. This is the worst part.

Naruto arrived in time to see a huge crowd outside the school. Confused and still not used to the ways of Konoha High yet, he just stood there underneath the mob wondering if today was a gather-outside-the-school day. (-.-")

"Yo, Naruto!"

He turned around to see Kiba running towards him, and grins spread across both their faces. Obviously they haven't gotten over the new-friend concept yet.

"Heya Kiba. Is...is there another entrance to the school?" Naruto asked sheepishly, his hands positioned nonchalantly behind his back.

Kiba bonked Naruto over the head, his grin still in place. "What was the point of that tour yesterday then, fucker?" He laughed at the pout Naruto put on.

"It's only my second day! Give me a break, dog-face!"

Kiba gave Naruto a glare for the dog comment but let it slide. He had called him a fucker. Making sure that he wasn't in any frantic girls' way, Kiba led Naruto towards the side entrance.

"What the heck was that mob for?" Naruto asked, his eyes still trained on the crowd of seemingly one hundred percent female population (with the stray male caught in the middle of the nightmare, trying to break free for oxygen).

Kiba shook his head in exasperation. "It's the Welcome-To-School-Every-Single-Fucking-Day welcoming party. Seriously, it happens almost...day! Really annoying by now."

Naruto laughed at the pinched up look of Kiba's annoyed face. "Welcome-To-School party? Every day? Wow! For who, the principal? 'Cause then this school is extremely nerdy." Naruto snickered at the idea of welcoming the principal to school every day, his hands holding his stomach in his mirth.

Kiba sighed, "No, man. It's all for that ass Uchiha. Lucky bastard."

Naruto looked up to the sky at that information.

"Uchiha?"

"Yeah."

"Uchiha..."

"Yes, yes." Kiba answered, his nerves wearing thin.

"... Uchiha?"

"God damn it, YES!" Kiba practically shouted at the blond. Naruto just slowly scratched his head.

"...Who's Uchiha?"

For that, Kiba tackled Naruto to the ground.

Naruto started laughing while rubbing his head where he had bumped on the grassy ground, "Sorry sorry. Heheh, just messin'. But seriously, who's that?"

"Do you not listen or observe or remember anything?" Kiba remarked, propping himself up to sit Indian style.

"Just tell me, jeez. Who in this school has captured the affection of all the female species?" Naruto asked jokingly. He sat with his elbows supporting his torso and his legs stretched out in front of him. He turned to the right to see if Kiba would answer any time soon.

"He's that icy bastard in our class. Black hair, black eyes, likes to glare? Remember now?"

The light bulb on top of Naruto's head finally ping'd and he exclaimed, "AH! That guy who glared at me yesterday for no apparent reason!"

Kiba snickered a bit as he held open the door that led into the school's east wing. "Heh, so you're already acquainted with his glare. Don't feel so special though, he gives everyone glares too."

Naruto stepped into the air-conditioned hallway and shivered a bit. Jeez, what's with schools and freezing their students' arms off?

"Seriously? Does he do anything else other than glare?"

"Hmmmm..." Kiba's eyes roved upwards as he pondered, trying to remember a time when the Uchiha showed any kind of emotion. "No. Nope."

"Wow... that's pretty stupid."

"Tell me about it."

"...It must be hard to keep that appearance on all the time, though," Naruto said thoughtfully, imagining himself glaring at everyone all the time. It truly seemed impossible.

Kiba snorted, "Tch, not for the Uchiha, no, he's too much of a stiff."

A minute of silence passed as Kiba continued to lead the blond towards their classroom. Kiba, thinking it was really weird that Naruto hasn't said anything for a whole minute, looked back at him with a quirked eyebrow.

He was greeted with piercing blue eyes and a furrowed brow.

"...What are you doing?"

"Trying to imitate Uchiha."

"...Why?"

"...'Cause I want to see how hard it is."

"...Dude, you're weird."

"Thanks, Kiba. You're a real friend," Naruto laughed, his face finally relaxing.

Kiba grinned, "Besides, you suck at it."

"Nu-UH!" Naruto yelled indignantly.

And that started a big competition between them over who could do an Uchiha-glare imitation better.

Naruto found that it was the second time in two days that he and Kiba walked into their class shouting at each other and being the center of attention. He hastily pulled Kiba to their seats and put his hand over his mouth to silence his still on-going banter.

"Sssssssshhh! Everyone's staring and they'll think we're weird for debating over who can imitate Uchiha better!"

Kiba waved his hand in Naruto's face, his gesture uncaring. "Psh, like I care." And he glared like an Uchiha at him, a smirk on his face.

The challenge was once again taken up by Naruto, who hated to lose. Hence, the glaring contest resumed full blast.

Another five minute round of unblinking glares later, Kiba cheated and waved some of Akamaru's fur underneath Naruto's nose, making him sneeze and close his eyes. It really is impossible to sneeze with your eyes open, as Naruto now found out.

Kiba laughed loudly and raised his arms in victory, exclaiming to a sniffling Naruto, "HA! Best Uchiha imitator!"

Naruto growled at him, pinching his nose and still getting dog fur away from his face. "Nu-uh, youb stubid cheedah! That was so cheab!"

Kiba continued to laugh, especially since Naruto sounded so weird.

Naruto growled some more, giving Kiba a stern stare, "You dog-face, I'd totally have been the best Uchiha!"

"What's your problem?"

Naruto and Kiba both turned to look at the intruder. Naruto, still not familiar with anyone other than Kiba in his class, said the first thing that came to mind.

"Who are you?"

The girl, as Naruto noticed, had bright pink hair and large green eyes, accompanied by a fairly large forehead too.

She huffed at his rudeness and haughtily replied, "Haruno Sakura."

"Buzz off, Sakura," said Kiba, his annoyance with her clearly showing.

Sakura completely ignored him and continued, "Well, I heard you guys talking about Uchiha like he's some odd...thing... and I want you guys to stop. He's too good for guys like you to tease or whatever."

Kiba groaned as he placed his head on his desk. Here goes the president of the Uchiha Fan Club again, on and on about her precious 'Sasuke-kun'.

"So, seriously, stop being stupid," she finally finished with a flip of her hair.

"Thanks for that speech," Kiba said sarcastically, his eyes rolling in his head. "But why aren't you with your other fan clubbies at the front door trying to rape him?"

Sakura huffed again, turning to glare at him, "It's too hard. My strategy is to be in the classroom first and talk to him when he comes in the door."

Kiba listened to her rant about her 'brilliant' strategy for another few seconds before he gave up and started banging his head on his desk.

Naruto, on the other hand, had tuned out everything she had said, yet he sat real straight and stared at her the whole time. The flamboyantly pink hair on her head was sucking all of his attention towards it. Well, actually, just fifty percent; the other fifty was intrigued with her humongous forehead that seemed to shine underneath the lighting.

"Ah! There he is now!" she exclaimed, hastily whipping around to face the door. With a loud "Sasuke-kun!", she bounced off and latched herself to Sasuke's arm.

Other than her big forehead and obvious obsession with the Uchiha, Naruto thought she was quite attractive. Her green eyes were very charming.

"Haruno Sakura..."

"She's such a pain," Kiba groaned, his head in his arms.

"You would not believe the morning I had. First off, my hair would not cooperate at all. And when I went downstairs, I found out that my mom forgot my breakfast. And then... um...never mind about me, how about you, Sasuke-kun?"

Having ignored Sakura until then, Sasuke gave a noncommittal grunt at his name, not showing any sort of interest.

"...Well, anyways...after not having breakfast, that huge mob outside totally annoyed me. Didn't it annoy you, Sasuke-kun?"

Again, he gave a grunt to the persistent girl. It was as if she couldn't tell that she was what he thought was annoying at the moment. Having that huge head of hers, she should be able to realize that.

"So that brings me to this classroom. Because I know you hate people crowding you (Oh good, she at least knew that, thought Sasuke absentmindedly), I decided to wait for you here!"

Sasuke sat down at his desk, looking warily towards the front door. It wouldn't be long until the crowd of girls in front of the school realized he was missing from the rabble and then come running here.

"And then he was like 'Oh my God'..."

The girl was still carrying on, was she? Sasuke rubbed his temples, his handsome features furrowing into a slight frown. Seriously, if popularity could come without all these pitiful girls...

"...totally annoying. So he annoys you too, Sasuke-kun?" Sakura exclaimed a bit excitedly, hoping they had something in common.

Sasuke looked up at the chattering girl standing next to his desk. Apparently, she thought his head-rubbing was at whoever she was talking about, instead of the real reason; her... and most of her gender. He's had a lot of thought about this and his conclusion has been: girls don't listen to anything when they're infatuated.

"So he and that new guy, Naruto Uzubaki whatever, were imitating you. Completely childish, right?"

Sasuke snapped his head towards the windows on the left, his gaze stopping on the tuft of blond hair that was peeking out from under Kiba's jacket (Naruto had made a real funny impression of Sasuke; Kiba had to cover his face in fear of his lungs bursting from laughing).

Sasuke turned back to the girl, who didn't seem to notice anything, and nodded distractedly. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Naruto's head emerge, laughing along with that dog lover. Kiba was almost the most unpopular guy at school; second to that fat guy...Chubby... no wait, Chouji. But at least Chouji had a friend; that lazy guy, Shikamaru. Sasuke heard he was some sort of genius or something. And he wasn't that unfortunate on the social ladder...he also heard that the head cheerleader, Ino, had a little something something for him.

But to befriend Kiba... the poor newbie probably underwent social suicide before even making any sort of first impression (other than 'cute!' and 'adorable!' and 'oh my god he can totally fight!'). Kiba was about as friendly as...well...a flea-bitten rabid dog. Not that Sasuke's ever talked to the guy before, but almost half the school says that, so it must be at least somewhat true. Good for Naruto, taming the wild beast, but it would be the cost of his acceptance into the fierce society that is Konoha High; in which Sasuke proudly wears the crown.

"Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke blinked. Unbeknown to him, his head had completely turned to the side so that now, he was staring straight at the two.

He quickly turned back to Sakura, who was staring at him quizzically. Giving his usual grunt, he noticed with relief that Sakura went back to her normal blabbering.

Looking towards the door again, he saw that some girls were trickling in, still squealing to each other. They all glanced hopefully at him when they sat down, maybe thinking in their poor pathetic heads that he'd go over to them and sweep them off their feet. Psh, fat chance of that.

"All right people, homeroom's starting. I've got great news."

...

Still xXCabbageXx original writings.

Review Please!