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I, Sakura Haruno, and my Inner, were both speechless. Who wouldn't when they confront a boy that better off being model with his mesmerizing dark eyes and a body, though being hidden somewhat by the baggy and hideout uniform, still made every girl drooling over?
He was handsome and I found my cheeks heated up under his intense gaze.
However, it would be one thing you face this 'God' in normal situation, when you are just a single, available girl, and one thing when you are introduced as a weirdo's girlfriend.
"Dope," The 'God' said, his voice's silky. "I thought you have higher expectation."
Is he entailing that I'm ugly? I scowled, feeling deeply offend. As I said, it would be one thing a normal, average boy say the very same thing and another thing when he said it, straight to my face! My ego was anything but whole now.
"Shut up, bastard! She's nice!" But not pretty. The weirdo, with freaking mental instability just not implying that! I wiggled ineffectively inside the iron liked 'embrace' the boy was holding me in.
"Let me go, sicko! Who's your girlfriend!" I cried but my attempt in escaping the weirdo was failing miserable as he just had to tighten his hold a bit more and I was squishing miserably to his chest, unable to say anything more for the loss of air.
Inner swooned at the tone, rip muscles underneath all the clothes.
What the hell? Wasn't this guy supposed to be some gayish, fragile and skinny dude? He was anything but liked the impression he left me this morning!
The jerk laughed. "Aw, don't tell me you're still angry at me, honey! We got a small fight this morning but it's actually nothing at all." He explained as if this event he was babbling around was true! He said to me. "Sweetheart, I wouldn't mind at all, even though your boobs are small. We'll work it out, ne?"
You don't even know my name! And how dare you make dirty comment on my breasts twice a morning! I wanted to yell that at his face but his firm head-block said he would have none of it.
"Anyway," His tone was serious now, or at least, lost its earlier playfulness. "Teme, as I said, I got a girl over the break. I don't have anything to do with your girlfriend." The weirdo was also a dirty playboy, who snatched his friend's woman? "I have my honey and yours are anything but my taste. So, hurry up and make it up to her, bastard."
'Teme' stayed severely quiet. There was still some suspicious gleamed in his eyes. Yet, there was also the sadness in that scowling handsome facial.
"All of you brats go back to your class! There! Standing in front, Namikaze, back to your class quarter now!" Fishcake? What kind of parent named their child as a food? Inner laughed hysterically in my head. "Hey, Naruto Namikaze! You hear me?"
I heard a low, dangerous growl from the person behind my back before he suddenly yelled. "Oh, shut it, Granny Tsunade! Why do I have my whole name called!"
"What did you say, you disrespectful brat!" The loud voice bit back and Naruto release me while making his way grumpily back to his own class. Giggles and snickered erupted from the crowd around us.
"Forehead!" Ino cried, swirling me around to face with two sauces orbs. "Y-you have a boyfriend! Have you have sex-No, did you use protection! Oh, my god! You are PREGNAN-
Bonk!
I'm not one for violence, especially to pretty girl like Ino, but any one had her limit. The pig just practically scarred my clean reputation, resulting people staring, whispering and sniggering very LOUDLY at me!
"Gosh! That guy isn't my boyfriend!" I hissed with beat red face. There was a shock horror on Ino's face and I quickly added, before she blurted out anything more. "And he's not my boy toy or a one night stand either! Pig, stop making perverted thoughts!"
"Oh…" Yes. Just one quiet word like that! I want to scream to my best friend's face that she was the biggest bitch to ruin my high school life. Now, every one must think I'm a slut and gonna be a teenager mommy in the middle of this year!
So much for being careful and not causing any trouble.
"But, hey, Forehead. Your boyfriend's friend is hot!" Ino sighed, leering shamelessly at the Teme, who was sitting in front of us. "May be we could organize a group date!"
Knowing it would be pointless to clear the 'boyfriend' misunderstanding with the knucklehead Ino for she's just too dump and stubborn, I huffed. "Anko looks ready to haul your ass, Pig. Get lost already."
Cursing at the murderous glare her homeroom teacher was shooting, Ino hurriedly scurried away, leaving me with my desired silence. I should thank who ever teacher had arranged me in different class from Pig. It's cruel for me to feel please that the two of us would only be able to hang out at lunch and I know it. However, if you have a whinny, fashion slave, boy obese best friend for over five years, I bet you'd agree wholehearted with me.
Anyway, the assembly was uneventful. The principal gave some glory speech. Teachers introduced some new educated methods and several rules. One even announced while staring intensely at me that dying hair is a crime and anyone with unnatural, chemical hair should be ashamed with themselves.
Lucky that I brought the doctor certification. That damned teacher, named Ibiki, was giving me evil stare.
I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the speech because my mind was wandering else where, or at a certain guy with twinkled blue eyes.
So, his name is Naruto. What's a weird name. Who would call their child after a dish, fishcake nonetheless? (Naruto actually mean whirlpool but read like fishcake.) His name was silly and I have no doubt his persona is the same. It's only 15 minutes and the guy had dozed off soundly in his seat. He was drooling and I knew by expressions of his classmates that snoring must be in the picture too.
He looked like a dork, yet, I couldn't help remembering his heart-broken face this morning. He just looked so… Well, sad may be an understatement. It's more like a mixture of pain, dread, self-hatred and regret.
It's so intense back then that the urge to shield and protect him just bubbled up in me, forcing me to comfort and shooed that benevolent look away.
'Dumbass.' Inner sneered. 'Don't act and think you are all heroic. You are just a crazy, mental disable and ugly chick! You just want to feel superior by pitying some lower life trash!'
I clenched my jaw, stung at the insult from Inner but silently switching her off. I was being careless earlier, too lost in thought and let her caught me off guard. Inner took pleasure in attacked my pride, my confident and I could hear it laughed manically in my head.
Determined that sulking over what a voice in your head said was just too crazy, even for me, I lured my thoughts back to Naruto. So, the idiot insisted me to be his fake girl friend and had already believed that I would play this game with him. Though he's cute and I admitted that I got a little attach to him, I didn't think I'd pull it off as well as he thought I could. Plus, I wanted have my first boy friend out of love, not some fake ass or a playboy that used me to get away from the crime of stealing his friend's girl.
Play boy… I knew the conversation Naruto had with 'Teme' attested my theory but for some reasons, I couldn't image that crybaby idiot cheating on his friend. Heck, the sentence 'Naruto Umazaki is a playboy' even sounded odd on its own.
My eyes flicked toward 'Teme', whom sat several seats in front of me. I could notice girls were swooning and drooling at just the sight of him. Those who sat behind him like me, or far away liked Ino, gawked at his back with heart shaped pupils. The rest, whom located in front of him, were have a major meltdowns, just by staring at his face.
Ok. Crash my theory because even if Naruto was really a jerk and playboy, he would, and always, never be able to cheat with this Teme's girlfriend. No sane girl would choose Naruto, when she had the most dashing guy as her boyfriend.
'There are also insane girl, who has weird fetish.' Inner chuckled and I felt unease. The voice sounded as if it was talking about me.