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Lights in Neon Colors - Chapter two
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"Surely this must be destiny."
The girl with the light blonde hair turned over her shoulder to see the annoying 6'0 dark-eyed lad.
She glared at him, as if wanting him to stay away from her for at least ten meters, before turning back to her front. Meeting him again was what she'd been dreading for. They'd been the talk of the school since the paper throwing issue, and having her name mentioned in everywhere she went to was not part of her plan. If there is someone who'd rather fail Chemistry test than have the spotlight, it would be most likely her.
"Okay, I know you're mad at me, and I'm really sorry for that." She heard him say, but she chose to ignore him. A little later, it suddenly occurred to her that it had been already fifteen minutes since she went to fall in line, and yet the line hadn't shown any signs of movements at all. Naruto wasn't the patient type. Even Sasuke could notice the microscopic amount of irritation that hid behind her blank expression.
"Guys don't like it when girls frown, so lighten up, will you?" He said.
"Please, don't talk to me."
"Why?"
Naruto glanced at him one more time. "After humiliating me in class with, I'm Naruto, and I'm madly in love with Sasuke Uchiha, and sending me to the principal's office, making everyone think that it's my fault, how else am I going to react to you?"
"I just wanted to tell you to at least smile. It's already been two days since that incident. You got detention, I got detention. When are you ever going to let that go?"
"I'll let it go when you die."
"Wow, so feisty."
Although it lasted short, their conversation gave him the opportunity to fully look at her. Now that he was able to see her much closer, he realized that she wasn't average-looking after all. She was an effortlessly attractive Parisian girl, even with a pair of birthmarks that resemble faint whiskers.
A frustrated sigh escaped his lips. It was moments like this when he would actually feel quite disappointed. He couldn't look at this girl the way he's supposed to anymore, because he knows she isn't anything like her outer features.
She didn't even hesitate to show her chest to a stranger she met on the Internet.
After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, the dark-haired and the blonde, to their relief, finally reached the front. Sasuke grabbed the lid of the pot and poured himself some remaining soup that was almost finished.
Naruto gasped. Chicken soup was the only reason why she fell in line. And now that she was finally going to get it, some bastard was going to steal it from her—"hey! That's my soup."
Sasuke begrudgingly looked at her, but after noticing a little bit of tiredness manifesting her bright blue eyes, he gave up a small inch of his pride. "Here, whiskers," he said, handing her the bowl of soup.
Naruto's stare hardened. There aren't a lot of things she doesn't like, but this guy's attitude was slowly getting into the list. Having the nerves to make fun of my birthmarks. Without wasting any second, she grabbed the bowl from his tray, and then headed to find a table. She didn't want to waste any more of her time with him.
Her smile was almost visible to everyone's eyes when she saw an old friend sitting along with some nice looking people across the side of the room. Gripping hard onto her tray, she made her way towards the table with a hopeless smile that was clinging desperately.
"Ino," she said as sat and placed her own tray on the table. "Euh, je n'ai jamais pensé que je vous vois ici. Quelle coïncidence fou, hein?" (Um, I never thought I'd see you here. What a crazy coincidence, huh?)
She received no answer. When she finally looked up at them, six pairs of eyes were fixated on her with such intensity she couldn't imagine, as if she was something that came out differently.
"That seat's taken," Ino finally uttered words, but not what Naruto was expecting to hear.
Naruto smiled, sweeping away the vagueness that was slowly crawling into her skin. "Oh, okay, then we can just move closer so we could—"
"She meant you can't sit with us," the mousse-haired boy that sat beside Ino told her. Then to Ino, he asked, "You know this crazy chick?"
Sasuke, who still hadn't moved from his place, watched the table in silence. Suddenly, something vibrated against his leg. He sought out for his phone inside the pockets of his pants and exited the cafeteria to answer the endless ringing of his friend.
"What?"
"I've got some good news, Brah," Suigetsu shouted with joy on the other line.
"What?"
"I'm transferring to KonoQha Prep! Mom and dad agreed to let me." Faint noises of what sounded to be like an earthquake and a woman speaking in a speaker can be heard in the background. It was only a matter of time when Sasuke realized that the dope had just arrived in the airport. He rolled his eyes at his tone. "Where will you live if you're here now?"
"Oh, it's not 'if' anymore, my Brah. I'll be packing my stuff in your penthouse as soon as I get there. Aren't you happy about that? Now we can do everything together forever!"
Forever.
Forever.
Forever.
You're kidding me.
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After shoving her thick US History book inside her locker, Naruto bit her lip as she recalled what happened just awhile ago. How could she even be that desperate to think that someone would take notice of her? Even Ino was not in the mood to talk to her. The anger that was solidifying under her pit was diminishing away, and the feeling of sadness was replacing it.
Brushing away her emotions, she took her Calculus book and opened the page where the bookmark was clipped into. She will not let her social problems overwhelm her; she's got other important things to take in, such as her grades.
Just awhile ago she was the recipient of the teacher's anger, just because she could not answer the "simplest" question. As far as her humiliation could reach, Naruto was not planning to let it reach the heavens. Being sent to the headmistress was already a warning to her. She didn't want to be labeled as that "Ditzy Chick" anymore. She had so much potential to prove them, like acing the test with easiness and then rubbing her test scores on her teachers' faces.
But after reading a couple of pages, wrinkles were starting to draw in the middle of her forehead, in a realization that it was impossible to rub her test papers across her teachers' faces.
"You think you're cool now just because you're the new class president?"
Naruto slightly tilted her head to her right to see three girls yelling at a freshman redhead. She could see the her in the verge of breaking down, because her round glasses were sweating down bullets. Naruto have heard of these girls before; The Stacies, they say. They were like the Charlie's Angels of Monte Vista, only meaner, nastier, and they have no fighting skills.
She continued to watch the scene as they threw the poor redhead's books and jumped over them repeatedly while laughing hysterically. Why wasn't the girl doing anything? Shouldn't she be fighting them back?
"That's for telling the headmistress about us, snitch," the Asian Stacy said.
Naruto sighed and continued to study her notes beside her locker. There was a part of her that she wanted to help the girl out, but if she did that, it would just make the girl even more dependent. Besides, there're more important things to consider and focus on. Like her Calculus test.
"C'mon, girls, enough with the bullying."
Turning to her right, she glanced at a tall brunette stranger coming towards the scene.
"Have some pity to the girl," he said as he grabbed the redhead's hand and helped her with her fallen books. Naruto stood at the distance as she interestingly watched the scene in front of her. She was admittedly impressed at the dark-haired for having the guts to stand up for the victim.
Black Stacy emitted a loud snort. "And who are you supposed to be, a police-wannabe, or something?" She said, only to receive an equal gesture.
"No, I'm the school's owner's son. So if you don't want this day to be your last in school, you might want to scurry back to your classrooms."
That ought to scare enough the Stacies, because within seconds, they were out to the nearest corner. Clipping her book in her armpit, Naruto rushed off towards the two students and helped them pick up the other scattered belongings.
"You were watching us," the stranger told her. "Why didn't you help her?"
The blonde shrugged. "I want to see if she'll—" she inclined towards the redhead, "—be able to fight off against them."
"Well she can't," the stranger retorted back.
"Everyone can. Some just chose not to because they're cowards."
The redhead remained silent, aware of the argument about her, and that was her chance to slip away. Noticing the her immediate departure, the stranger let out a fart sigh. "I didn't even get a thank you. So, blondie, what's your name?"
Naruto bit her lower lip and turned to the girl once more, this time, recognizing him from head to toe. Aside from those hard rock band members she often sees on MTV, it was actually her first time seeing a dude with long hair. The stranger also possessed a pair of ebony eyes, and those two gigantic eye bags... what has this guy been doing?
His details seemed to be reminding her of a certain someone.
"Naruto."
"Hi, Naruto. I'm Itachi."
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"Colgate or Crest?" Suigetsu said as he leveled the two opposing brands at both sides of his head.
"I don't know. I don't care." It was the umpteenth time Sasuke had to say that. He had to leave school to help his friend unpack his things for almost an hour, and yet they still haven't gotten halfway the luggage.
"So your parents let you stay with me?" He asked. "What did you say to them?"
"Dude, it's Konoha. My grandpa's alma mater. How can they say no? They're pretty much convinced. So anyway, what's it like being in California? Sweet? Comfortable? Hot chicks coming around?"
Sasuke collapsed down the sofa. "I don't know. I still dig hometown, and if you mean by hot chicks, you mean those orange-tanned mummies at the beach, then yeah."
"Can't wait to go to the beach. It's only once in a lifetime to see women in bikinis." Suigetsu grinned. "So, did you see Naruto Namikaze in school?
"She's far prettier in person," Sasuke said, remembering their first encounter. "I still can't believe she'd be the stupid type of girl who'd show her chest to strangers."
"And by mean, strangers, you mean us," Suigetsu corrected him. "But let's not get into that anymore. Can we just kill her already, so we can go back to New York?"
"We will, but not right now. It's still out of the question. You know I can't end someone's life without knowing why."
"And your dad still hasn't said any explanation on why a random sixteen-year-old should die? Not even hints?"
Sasuke shook his head. Truth to be told, it bothered him a lot. Normally his father would explain to him informations regarding the backgrounds of his assignments, but in this case, his explanation was simply, "I just want either her or her brother gone. That's all."
And now that's something Sasuke Uchiha can't do. It's against everything he stands for.
"Well care to show me the Naruto Namikaze?"
Regarding his question, Sasuke beckoned at his room. "Second drawer of my study table."
Suigetsu tossed his hair gel. Dashing over to his buddy's surprisingly neat room, he reached the wooden table and took out a creamy white folder.
"I almost forgot what she looks like," he said, adorning the softness of the bed. He stared at the picture that was tightly pinned at the upper right hand corner of the folder. The leather jacket he wore just a while ago was thrown aside the carpeted floor, as he claimed that he had felt hot since the second he stepped out of the airport.
"She's far prettier when she flirts in front of the webcam. But then again, it's her whiskers that keeps my dick up. Hey Sasuke, you know what should do? Make her your girlfriend. So when you earn her trust, she'll tell you what she knows between your fathers. Then maybe you'll finally have a reason."
Sasuke plainly nodded before sitting on his small office chair and opening his laptop. "Fortunately, I was able to hack the school's surveillance cameras," he said as he typed his password swiftly. "We can actually see where she is at this very moment."
85747228. Seconds later, a background of the blonde girl from Grand Theft Auto V filled the entire screen, followed by the small icons.
"And how will that help us?" Suigetsu said, straightening up again to look at the computer. The screen had then been replaced by another window, in which this time, it was filled with small moving pictures that seemed to take place in different areas of the school.
"Is that the cafeteria?" He asked, pointing at the third box. "No one's eating right now."
"It's already two in the afternoon. When's the last time you checked your watch?"
"Hey, I didn't eat, okay? Oh, and this is the girls restroom." A suspicious, yet playful look rested on Suigetsu's face. "Does that prove you're not gay after all?"
"Shut up, asshole." Sasuke couldn't prevent the blush forming on both cheeks. A thought of strangling his friend in the closet was leaving him pressured.
But it wasn't long enough for Suigetsu to fool around, because just as he was about to let out another stream of laughter, one of the cameras in front of him caught his attention.
"Brah, look." He pointed again. It was the fifth corridor at the second floor, and it showed three pretty ladies shoving a red-haired girl. At the very corner of the camera was another person, and Sasuke easily recognized the person, probably because of how bright the hair looked.
"Naruto Namikaze," he said.
"What's happening there?" Suigetsu said.
Sasuke didn't answer him, because his attention was focused solely on the camera. Soon after a long-haired dude came into the shot. There was something familiar about the guy's features, but the pixel was too blurry for him to be recognized, and Sasuke had to squint his eyes.
When Naruto finally walked up towards the two people, the mysterious person's face was shown in the camera, having Suigetsu's perky violet eyes widen in bewilderment.
"Brah." He nudged Sasuke, who still can't seem to figure the dude's features, mainly because of his eyesight that was beginning to lose its sharpness after those countless hours of playing online computer games and watching Netflix.
"Is that Itachi?"
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Author's note:
Chapter 2, DONE.
Oh my god, you guys have no idea how hard it is to turn this story into a Naruto fanfic! I had to redo Itachi's physical description, because his character was originally a girl in the original story.
Oh, and about those three Stacies..I was actually planning to turn them into Zaku, Kin, and...what's the other guy's name again? But then I got lazy...and I'm also not sure if Zaku, Kin, and the other guy fit perfectly for the three stacies' role. So if you guys have any character suggestions, feel free to comment down :) Remember, the three stacies are like the mean girls of the story, but they're like side characters, so yeah..
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