Luna`s Author Note: Wooooo for chapter 2! Sorry it`s a bit sloppy, well only where I wrote is, but hope you guys enjoy anyway. And we do not own naruto, obviously. Okay?
Rin`s Author Note: '.' Luna, I like your writing, geez. Anyways, I hope you all like it so far, as we're just doing our own little thing with this. We are introducing a new character I believe, and please bear with us. J Please review -.-;;
Kanky and Gaara are fraternal twins, just for the time being, mmkay? Where hath Temari gone? Who knows :P
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Neba's P.O.V
Despite how fast I ran, I couldn't find Neji anywhere. He wasn't at his locker, or in the cafeteria, or in the hallway. I pouted for a bit, until realizing I still had to walk all the way up to the dreaded third floor alone. Perfect…
"Neba!" I heard a familiar, bored voice call my name. On instinct, I snapped my neck around quickly to see who called me. My face instantly sank when I noticed who called, it was a bit mean but I was hoping for someone else.
"Oh, hi Shika!" I tried to sound a little enthusiastic.
He gave me an annoyed look, and corrected me. "Shikamaru."
"It's so much easier to just say Shika though! I thought you knew all about laziness." I said, rolling my eyes a bit, as I started to walk alongside with him.
"I at least always say your full name. I'm not that lazy." He retorted.
"True, but my names four letters long. Yours is at least ten." I added, just as sharply.
"It's nine letters, actually." He smirked.
"Close enough." I said, smiling a tiny bit as well.
"Did you do the biology worksheet?" He asked, changing the subject into something more formal.
I shrugged. I didn't enjoy science very much, and just about everyone knew that. I did like Biology though. "I did most of it. You?"
He shook his head lightly, and I knew now how stupid that had been to ask, he was the laziest kid I knew after all, why would he do his homework? Besides, school time was more like naptime to him.
We walked up the two flights of stairs, making our way to where the grade ten science lab was, in an isolated corner area, near one of the teacher's lounges.
Of course, there was Neji, in his first row seat, talking to Bushy Brows a.k.a Rock Lee. I sat about two seats behind Neji, beside Ino, so I usually spent the period looking at the back of his head, and even then did the class still go by awfully slow.
"Neji!" I yelled, as I walked into the classroom, the loudness of my voice startling a few students, and making both Bushy Brows and Neji jump as well. "I told you to wait for me! Do you know how lonely it was having to walk all the way up here by myself?"
"Troublesome…" I heard Shikamaru mutter, while he took his usual seat beside Choji Akimichi, who was munching away on some chips, despite one of the class rules was no eating.
"Humph…" He grunted a bit.
"Aren't you going to say something?" I asked, sweat dropping a bit. The class wasn't paying too much attention, used to it all by now. Neji was still practically ignoring me, how wonderful…
"Why don't you go sit down? Class is about to start." He said, in a know-it-all voice.
My face flushed as I stood there for about a second, pondering on what to say next. Of course, the bell rings. Whoever said saved by the bell was really wrong; the only time it ever rings is when I don't want it to.
I walked slowly, taking my usual seat next to Ino Yamanaka, who was eagerly chatting away to the little emo boy behind us, Sasuke Uchiha, who was also ignoring her, and giving her grunts as responses. When she saw me though, she stopped.
"Neba, how's the progress going?" She shifted her head, pointing it slightly at Neji, who was neatly gathering his notes together.
"I don't know, he barely talks… and when he does, it's nothing relevant." I sighed, grabbing a pen out as I started doodling a bit on a blank piece of paper.
"Maybe you should give him some space," Ino stated, brushing a hand through her long, blonde hair. "I mean, then he'll realize how much he misses you or something."
"You're giving me advice? Have you seen the way you act around Sasuke?" I was getting annoyed myself now. "How about, you can preach to me, when you actually manage to get Sasuke to stop grunting at you."
"I was just trying to help." She frowned, a bit hurt.
"I don't need help." I stated. It was true. I could handle myself. Who did Ino think she was anyways?
"Alright, can everyone pull out their biology sheets from last night? I want to go over it…" The teacher said, coming into class a few minutes late with a coffee in their hand. Ino's words wouldn't leave me alone, so to block them out, I decided to put my full attention into class today. Who knows, maybe I'll actually learn something.
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Amai's P.O.V
Damn her, Neba. I had let her put me into a mood. I would not be having any fun in math, but actually, math was fun. Don't ask me why, it just was, to me at least. I would like to state that I do NOT like Gaara, never, not even in a million years. He was too, too, in fact, there isn't really one word to describe him, or it could be because of my lacking vocabulary. He was a million words rolled into one personality, or lack thereof.
"Amai, are we going to head off to Math or what?" Izumi poked my side. I flinched and then glared at my friend.
"I'll see you in Math, Izumi. I have something to take care of," I muttered, walking away from her quickly. I kept my head down as I headed over to my locker. Pasted right at my eye level was a smaller version of that Valentine's day dance. I ripped that hideous thing off my locker and threw it over my shoulder. I started to put in the combination on my lock when I was startled by an "Ow".
I turned on my heel, about to say sorry to the person who I accidentally hit with the paper ball. There she was, dyed platinum blonde hair trailing down to the floor, brown cat-like eyes, the terrible, Jin Nagasaki.
"Sorry," I said loudly, cocking my head to the side a bit. I smirked at her.
"There was no need to assault me," spat Jin.
"If you're so concerned about your precious hair, then call the fashion police and have me arrested," I retorted. Luckily, Shino Aburame showed up behind Jin, and placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned around angrily, but her frown was instantly replaced by a smile as she saw Shino. Jin hugged him tightly, and I could feel my soul slightly dying on the inside. How long had those two been going out? It seemed like forever. That's how soul-killing their lovey-dovey-ness was. I turned back to my locker and grabbed my textbook and calculator out of it. I shut my locker quietly and turned slowly, preparing myself for a sight.
To my surprise, they were not there. They must have headed to their next class, math. Oh god, I forgot that both Jin and Shino were in my math class. I scratched the nape of my neck, as a shiver had run through it mere moments before.
"Why does it have to be near Valentines Day?" I complained quietly.
"Don't complain too much Amai," someone said. I sighed and closed my eyes.
"Is that you Kankuro?" I asked. I heard a groan and I opened my eyes, smiling triumphantly. Kankuro was standing in front of me, smiling broadly.
"How did you know it was me?" he asked.
"Classified Information," I replied, putting my index finger in front of my mouth. Kankuro patted my head. I frowned at him.
"You know how much I hate that," I growled. With heights, I just came up to his shoulder.
"It's really fun though," Kankuro said. "You look like a little kid sometimes."
"I really hope you don't develop a Lolita complex than, Kankuro," I snapped. "Now c'mon, we have to go to math." I walked away from him, knowing that he would follow. Kankuro is a good friend like that, at least, that's what I think. It's hard to tell with Kankuro, as he was the fraternal twin of that red head. Kankuro has a head of bright brown hair and matching eyes to boot. Kankuro was born first. That's all I really know about his family. I clambered up the stairs, Kankuro following behind. Math was on the second floor. I stopped at the top of the first flight of stairs, and stood beside the door. I looked down at Kankuro, who was climbing the stairs very leisurely, his hand shoved inside his pockets.
"Hurry up Kankuro, the bell's going to ring in a minute or two," I ordered.
"Holy mackerel, Amai, you sound like Gaara with those commands," he chuckled. The embarrassment turned my face red, and I stomped on the ground.
"Just because I ask you to hurry up, that doesn't mean anything," I shouted, narrowing my eyes. "Your brother is so annoying, he pisses me off, and he doesn't say much-"
"You sound like you're describing all of the things you like about him," Kankuro commented.
"I do not like you brother," I protested, "He pisses me off!"
"And because you think that way, you still care about him," Kankuro smirked.
"Kankuro, if it weren't against the law, I would be strangling you right about now," I said. When Kankuro finally climbed up the last stair, I grabbed his arm, holding my books with one hand and quickly dragged him off to our math class. I kept pulling him along through the halls, and thank god they were mostly empty at that time.
"Slow down Amai," Kankuro blurted.
"Thanks to your slow butt, we're going to be late," I muttered. I continued down the hall until the math classroom door was in sight. I breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Kankuro's arm. I strode into the class, feeling confident that I wasn't late. Kankuro followed behind, hands now out of his pockets. Everyone was sitting in their seats, chatting happily. Suddenly, I felt Kankuro grab my arm and pull me towards him. I turned upon instinct, and Kankuro's lips came upon my forehead. I tried to pull my arm away, but Kankuro held onto it. His lips parted with my forehead and Kankuro then pulled me closer for a hug. I purposely dropped my books on his toes. He yelped, which made me giggle, and thankfully, he let go of my arm. I bent down quickly to pick up my books. I gathered them into my arms and scurried over to my desk, in front of Izumi's. Izumi was wide-eyed.
"Are you and Kankuro," Izumi drawled. I glared at Izumi, shaking my head slowly. My eyes darted around the room, and everyone seemed to be fixated on either Kankuro or me. I looked at Kankuro, who was moseying over to his desk beside his brother. Gaara just glanced at Kankuro, then went back to work on his worksheet. The bell rang, and math began. The teacher walked in, and I coughed lightly. The smell of smoke radiated from his clothing. It was a slight nostalgic smell, tobacco and a mix of herbs, burning.
Hold on a second. How it that a nostalgic smell?
Naruto, who had his desk next to mine, was gesturing for me to take a note. I took it from him, being careful not to let Asuma, our chain-smoking teacher, see. The note was a tiny one, with Naruto's scrawl on it.
Are you and Kankuro going out or something? 'Cause I overheard Neba saying to you that you like Gaara.
Holy Freak, now that Naruto knows, EVERYONE will know, that Neba thinks that I like Gaara, when actually, I don't. I seriously don't. I took my pencil and wrote a quick reply.
I'm not, and I don't like Gaara. Seriously.
I held the note out to Naruto, who took it back. He looked at it, then stared at me, for confirmation. I rolled my eyes and then Naruto was promptly hit in the head with a piece of chalk.
"Naruto, pay attention to the lesson, and not to the girl sitting beside you," Asuma said.
"Amai is my friend," Naruto explained, "and Sakura is my girlfriend."
"Just pay attention Naruto," I hissed. Naruto frowned a little and rested his chin on his palm. I was bored already, and decided to glance around the room to see what everyone else was doing.
Izumi was probably paying attention to Asuma, how boring. Sakura seemed to be paying attention as well, while looking over at Naruto occasionally, how annoying. Jin was playing with her hair and staring at the back of Shino's head, how gross. Shino and Hinata were paying attention, boring again. Kankuro was smirking and gave me a little wave when he caught me glancing at him, frigg' Kankuro, you embarrassed yourself and me in front of our entire math class! Finally, Gaara, who had his face in the textbook, was occasionally turning the page, hm, intriguing. I studied the red head for a fair bit until I heard my name being called to answer a question.
"X equals the square root of negative one?" I blurted. Jin started laughing, and then I saw Sakura giggling. Soon enough, everyone, except Gaara, was laughing or trying to stifle their yuk-yuks. I groaned and hid my face from the world, hitting the desk with my forehead. Asuma calmed everyone down and calmly told me that was not the correct answer.
"Someone. Kill. Me. Now," I murmured. I tried to remain as unnoticeable as possible for the rest of the class, doodling in my notebook. What a disaster this day was turning out to be. It was that damn Valentine's Day poster! I am definitely crashing the dance now, you'd better believe it.