Memoir Girl

ZuZu's Disclaimer: I don't own the Naruto Characters but I own the original characters that star in this story and the plot.

Staring out of the window of the hotel room Yusura was not just out of sorts, she was pissed. In all her life the Uzumaki family had wanted nothing to do with her, Kazuma and their mother and now that they were going to be short a clan leader they now needed them?

She slurped up her ramen more quickly then she usually did as she stared at all the cars moving below, some broth falling on her blue t-shirt but she didn't seem to notice, the colors f traffic light and car lights becoming too important at the moment.

"Hey Oni, how you hanging in there?" Kazuma asked from the bed beside her's. He was currently flipping through channels trying to find anything good on. "You seem upset."

"Course I am!" She shouted throwing the now empty ramen cup at his head. It landed on the pink bed spread instead as he dodged it. "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

He shrugged.

"Wanted to surprise you I guess."

She pulled at her blonde hair a bit before stalking towards the door, placing on her sneakers she stalked out of the hotel room.

"Ass-Hole!"

"Idiot should have taken a jacket." Was all Kazuma said before recovering the foam ramen cup and disposing of it in the trash.

(Scene Change)

After slaking out of the Palace Hotel, Yusura knew her mistake the moment her skin met with harsh cold air. It wasn't wise, she surmised, to be wearing a tank top and orange biker shorts.

"Brrr Stupid Kazuma…" She said walking away from the hotel. "Stupid Saggy Whiskered Cheeked man…" She shut her eyes willing away the cold. "…Stupid…Uzumaki-"

She crashed into a solid chest and fell back only to be caught by the stranger. She stared at the pale hand holding her wrist, up that hand at the long dark sleeve, to the shoulders, the neck then the handsome face.

"Um."

His eyes were coal black with a bit of grey near the sclera, he had long feather like black lashes decorating piercing eyes. He had a sharp nose and pink soft lips that were slightly twisted into a smirk. His thick black hair framed his face, long bangs almost covered his right eye giving off a mysterious look but he wiped at the hair away as though it were an annoyance.

"Are you just going to gape or are you going to thank me for catching you…"

She blushed. Apparently it had been a few minutes that she was staring at him.

"Sorry."

His smirk slightly widened.

"What are you doing walking around the streets like that, Dobe. You'll catch cold."

All blushing and staring at his handsome features forgotten, blue eyes narrowed, whiskered cheeks turned red for an entirely different reason now.

"…How DARE you call ME that? I should kick your ass right now…TEME!"

"Teme? That the best you've got, Dobe?"

"And with that name again? Shut up ass-hole!"

"Make me dead last!"

People passing by avoided them completely. One child looked up, pointed and asked his mother what they were fighting about.

"Oh it's jut a lovers spat sweetie." Was her reply.

After of fifteen minutes of arguing, Yusura had thrown quite a few swats at his head with her free hand, the two had finally stopped. The man looked a bit ruffled but amused while the blonde whiskered girl still quietly fumed at his arrogant behavior.

"So," He began. "I assume you fight like this with strangers often."

Yusura groaned.

"What's it to ya, pretty boy? You were the one being rude first."

"You were staring at me."

"Was not!"

The man sighed, still quite amused yet also quite annoyed. He looked around the streets at the people running by them rubbing their hands together for warmth. It was then he remembered the idiot girl with her bad fashion sense.

"You're freezing."

"Am not."

Truly, he thought, this girl is truly stubborn. With an amused chuckle he removed his hand from hers, why they were still holding hands was a mystery to him, and offered her his dark blue trench. He slid it over her shoulders.

"You're freezing."

Yusura didn't know what to say to the man. He was a jerk one moment and sweet the next. She knew without a doubt thought, that she missed his hand in hers.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

They stood awkwardly for a few moments before Yusura stuck out her hand.

"The names Yusura Uzumaki."

He stared at the girl with no trace of emotion in his face though Yusura thought she saw something in his eyes. After about a moment he shook her hand, it was warm and engulfed hers. Pale hands engulfing tanned.

"Well isn't this a surprise." He began still shaking her hand.

"What?"

"I am Samon Uchiha, clan leader of the Uchiha Clan, your mortal enemy."

Yusura regretted a lot of things in her life. She regretted not making the Volleyball team, she regretted not buying the red dress that her mother had shown her at the store. She regretted trivial superficial things, things that never really mattered like ramen and her lack of colorful clothing to wear unless it were orange. She regretted not seeing her father off the day he died.

But she never regretted being an Uzumaki, that was the one thing she was proud of.

"Enemy?" She asked, making sure she understood.

"yes." Samon said letting go of her hand. He looked up at the darkening sky and seemed to be in deep thought until he took her hand again and lead her down the sidewalk. "Lets get something to eat first, then I'll explain."

She knew she should have let go, that she shouldn't allow this stranger to whisk her away but she never was much for thinking. She liked finding out head on, a trait that she inherited from her father.

"Ok. I'll follow you."

Samon nodded as he led her by the hand not quite understanding why he was taking the time to talk to an Uzumaki, nor why he still had yet to let go of her hand.

ZuZu's Author Note: Now here we Have Samon Uchiha! He's a strange one huh, definitely Sasuke only with a more human like quality. Not that Sasuke wasn't human, he just wasn't emotional…is what I mean. Samon sounds like he's a dish huh? Quite the looker with quite the ego. He contrasts with Yusura so much like Naruto clashes with Sasuke that it just seemed perfect to write him that way.

Oh, I have done rough sketches of them, actually they've gone through three trials before I decided on one look that suited them

The first had Sasuke and Naruto perfect but Yusura looked less then the innocent idiot with hair that was too long and girly and Samon was too manly so I trashed it.

The second had Yusura with shorter hair that reached her shoulders, her eyes were round and innocent yet she seemed too young-she looked like a grade schooler when she actually is a high school kid. Samon was better but still too harsh so that was trashed.

The third was the win. Yusura had short hair barely reaching the nape of her neck, it was uneven looking and messy. Her eyes while round were slightly slanted to give off that mischievous look. She looks just like Naruto only with softer features and wider eyes. Samon was very handsome as well…unfortunately I lack a scanner in this house so it'll be about a week before I can have them up at deviant. Sorry for the rambling.