in·tel·li·gence n
the ability to learn facts and skills and apply them, especially when this ability is highly developed
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"The answer is x456 over 8649"
She was the smart one.
And he would be the stupid one.
INTELLIGENCE
"Correct! Good job, Sakura" Iruka Sensei gave her a thumbs up, like Gai Sensei, and everybody sweat dropped on that. Sakura only smiled at her success. In the back of the class, Kiba stared at the equation written on the board, then at the pink haired girl. How could she do that problem? Not even he could do it! He couldn't even start the damn problem! Well… the answer is obvious. She was the smart one, and he was the stupid one, "Now, uhhhh… Kiba! Tell me how Sakura got that answer"
Kiba looked at his teacher. Great, now he has to show his stupidity to the whole class? "……I don't know. Why don't you get your precious smart students to that job?"
The room fell silent. Then they heard their teacher's low voice, giving them goose bumps, "What… did you say……?"
"I said," Kiba took a deep breath, "WHY DON'T YOU GET YOUR PRECIOUS STUDENTS TO DO THAT JOB?" He said it louder and clearer, making Iruka Sensei pop a vein, and all stared in horror. Some were looking at Iruka Sensei, if not, then they were staring at Kiba. But all of them looked in fear. Except for one girl.
"Kibaaaaa…" The teacher shook, "Go stand in the hallway," The students were surprised. Their teacher didn't yell like he used to. It was either he was too tired, or he was extremely mad. Either way, he was going to appear in their nightmares.
Kiba stood up, and walked between the rows. He eyed the pink haired girl as he walked by her desk, and she stared back. He resumed on walking and opened the door to the hallways. Once he closed the door, he heard his teacher talk his lectures again. He rolled his eyes and waited, leaning back on the wall.
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After school, Iruka Sensei was with Kiba. As always, Iruka Sensei was haranguing his student about criticizing the other students and detention of somewhat… Kids passing by looked over to see who got in trouble. At first, they thought it would be Naruto, but no, it was the other troublemaker, Kiba. The boy glared at whoever took a peek on their conversation, and they looked away. The hallways were clear, it was about 20 minutes after school has ended, and Iruka was still ranting on with Kiba. "Are you going to stop your idiotic things now?"
"Kiba took a while to answer, but finally replied, "…Sure……"
Iruka took another look, then sighed, "Good. You can go home now,"
Kiba watched the man go down the halls and turn left into the teacher's lounge. He rolled his eyes, glad that this whole thing was over. Then he placed his hand on his forehead, he wanted Akamaru right now. He needed someone to be with right now.
"Why did you do that?"
One question startled him. He didn't expect another student to be staying at school this late. He turned around. Haruno Sakura. He glared at her, but she didn't notice.
She repeated her question, "Why did you that, Kiba?" Oh god, she knew his name…
"Why do you care?"
"Because… I'm one of the so you call, 'smart students'," Kiba twitched, "I know you were talking about me. I could feel you staring hard on my back, as if you hate me for my knowledge," She walked to the other side of the hall's wall. She was now face to face with Kiba on the other side of the hall. She also leaned back on the cold partition, holding her necessary books in her arms.
"And?" Kiba crossed his arms. What did she want from him?
"I can help you gain your knowledge,"
"Why would I need to be a smart ass for? I'm fine the way I am,"
"Really?" Kiba looked up, a bit on the annoyed side. She just smiled, "You know that in order to graduate from this academy, you need to improve both strength and intelligence,"
"I know that, that's in the handout that Sensei gives us each freaking year," Kiba rolled his eyes again. Sakura let out a dry laugh, and Kiba lets out a small smirk.
"Anyways, do you want me to help you?" She puts her head to the side, but glues her eyes on the boy.
Kiba stares at her, then down on the floor. Should he let her? Or no? Or… "Is this for you… or for me?"
"……What?"
"Well… first of all, no smart person like you would grant an offer like this to someone like me. So I thought you asked me because you wanted something back… Or is this just out of boredom?"
Sakura gazed at the brunette, "Well… it's for both you and me. It's for you because you expand your knowledge, and it's for me because I get points for helping out of school time. So it's like extra credit," She explained her reasoning and Kiba responded with silence, "…What? You think I wanted something else?"
"Hmm? Oh, no, it's just that… ………No, nevermind, you can help me out,"
"What? What did you want to say?"
"……You really don't want to get offered with a prize for helping me out?"
"Not really. I mean, it's not like you're going to give me extra credit or anything,"
"Yeah, I guess not, but I can offer some other stuff,"
"Yeah? Like what?" She was so clueless, it might even be cute. Kiba was well known for his speed, so using that, he closed in the wide gap between her and him. He was now a foot away from her. She wasn't surprised, she knew his techniques, "What?"
"I can teach you… how to be more free? Or how to be more fun? Or…" He stepped in closer, weighing his hands on the cool wall, trapping Sakura between his hands, "How to make me happy?"
For a long time, they've gazed at each other's eyes; her emerald greens, and his dark brown ones. She just stared with no emotions of any kind showing, but he wasn't as good. Sooner or later, he let go of her, and covered his flustered face.
Sakura stood there, still watching, then cocked her head slightly to the side, smirking, "Did that make you happy?"
Kiba looked back, his face still red, "S-shut up…" Next thing he heard was her giggling. He made a disgusted face, but somewhere in there, he was smiling with pleasure.
'Smartass…'