Next chapter! Here we go! In case you haven't noticed, I'm sorta switching off Povs.

Chapter 5

Naruto POV

Uh oh. Teme's in a bad mood. Which means I'm gonna be his punching bag soon. Shit.

"Hey, Teme, what's up?"

Sasuke grunts.

"Yeah, sorry, I'm not fluent in caveman. Can you translate that into English?"

He glares. "Shut up, dobe."

I act offended. "Hey! Just who are you calling an idiot?"

"You, who else do you think I know here?"

"That was a rhetorical question! You're not supposed to answer those!"

"I didn't even realise that you knew the word 'rhetorical.'"

"What do I look like, an idiot?"

"Yes."

"Hey!" I stop and point an accusing finger at him. "You-you-you-"

"Me-me-me?" Sasuke mocks.

"Stop that!" I growl. "You're confusing me!"

"Exactly."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Whatever you think it means."

"So you admit that I'm cooler than you?"

"No, I don't. And even if I did, many people would disagree. No matter what you may hope for, fact is fact. And the fact remains that I am far superior to you."

Stupid Sasuke! Thinks he's so cool, talking in circles so that I won't understand him. Well, I'm going to pretend that I do know what he's saying!

Time to put my plan into action!

"Yeah, sure. But whatever you're saying doesn't work against me, because deep down, you know that I'm way better than you!"

"You have no idea what I said earlier, do you?" Sasuke asks dryly.

Uh oh. Busted.

"O-of course I do!" I boast. "I'm smarter than I look!"

"But we all know that it's nearly impossible to not be." Sasuke smirks.

Arrgh! JERK!

"You-you-you-" Shit, I'm stuck again!

"Me-me-me what?" Sasuke mocks again.

"STOP DOING THAT!"

"But you're so easy to rile up."

"Wha-?" The hell does that mean? The teme should know that my vocabulary isn't that big. Only smart-ass geniusess use that word, whatever it means.

Sasuke sighs. "Rile means to vex, or irritate."

"Quit using big words! What does 'vex' mean?"

"Vex means to annoy or irritate. And it's only three letters. That doesn't qualify it as a long word. Plus, there are no such thing as big words; however, there are long words."

"We can't all be geniuses like you!"

"The proper plural form is genii."

"Shut up! Just get your stupid schedule."

"Whatever, dobe." Sasuke starts to walk faster.

"What's with you needing to always get the last word?" I taunt. "You're such a girl!"

"I should be saying that to you." Sasuke calls back.

Bastard.

Sasuke POV

"Would you two like to have your lockers next to each other?" the secretary asks me.

"Yeah!" Naruto exclaims. I think the idiot is on a sugar high.

"All right, your locker numbers are 187 and 188. Here's your schedules; class starts at 8:30. Have a nice day!" she smiles.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! He-"

"If you want to live for another day, stop poking me."

"All right, all right." Naruto cowers. Hopefully in fear. "Touchy. I just wanted to ask what your schedule is."

"Here." I thrust the paper toward him and continue walking through the hallway.

"Ouch! I think you gave my face a paper cut!"

"It'll blend in with your whiskers."

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, you heard me."

"You did not just go there."

"I believe I did."

"Quit continuing my rhetorical responses!"

"Is that your new favorite word?"

"No. Because some idiot keeps ruining it!" Naruto glared.

"Did you want to see my schedule or not?" I demand. "Because if not, I"m taking it back." I make a move to grab the paper but Naruto quickly moves it away.

"Fine, fine. Chill out, teme."

I close my eyes and count to ten.

"Hey look! We've got the same homeroom teacher! And we're taking World History together too!"

"Great."

"So, where are the lockers?"

"All around you."

"Ha ha, hilarious. I mean, where are our lockers?"

"You should have been more specific."

"That doesn't answer my question!"

"Then help me look!"

Finally. Naruto shuts up. Thank you, God, or whatever heavenly being ordained this.

"Is there a map?"

I knew it was too good to last long.

"No. Does it look like I have a map?"

"It was just a question!"

"Then no."

"I know that now, thanks a lot."

"Hn."

"I know! Just ask someone!"

"You ask someone. I'm trying to enjoy the feeling of no one knowing me."

"Fine, geez. Scaredy cat."

"What are you, five years old?"

"I'm going now!"

"Hn."

He comes back dragging someone with him. "Hey, Chicken-Ass Hair, meet Suigetsu! Suigetsu, meet Chicken-Ass Hair. Chicken-Ass Hair, Suigetsu."

Suigetsu. White hair, violet eyes, pointy teeth, crooked smile. "Hozuki?"

"Yeah." He looks at me suspiciously. "How do you know?"

"You look like one."

"Thanks for that. And your pole-in-the-ass attitude must mean you're either an Uchiha or a Hyuuga. But you don't look like a Hyuuga. Guessing you're an Uchiha then."

"Yes. My name is Sasuke Uchiha." I glare at Naruto, who smiles cheerfully.

"As you know, I'm Suigetsu Hozuki. Anyway, you wanted to know how to get to your lockers?"

"Yeah. Got a map?"

"No, but I know this school like the back of my hand. My older brother used to go here."

"Interesting."

"Follow me."

I glance at Naruto, who shrugs and follows Hozuki. Whatever.

"Here." Hozuki shows us to our lockers. "You guys are pretty lucky. You've got the nice building."

"This is the nice building?" I ask skeptically.

He sneers. "We're not all Uchiha's with unlimited fortune."

"Wait." the dobe cuts in, obviously confused. "I thought you had to be rich to go to this school."

"Rich, athletic, and highly intelligent." Hozuki corrects. "But there are scholarship students."

"Are you one of them?"

That idiot. Like I would know this guy if he was.

"No."

"Oh."

"You idiot." I say to Naruto. "Hozuki's family is very well known. His family controls practically all the cruise lines behind the scenes. Plus, they're known for a few celebrities too. Wrestlers, weight lifters, any sport that has to do with brute strength. Add that in with their high anticipation skills, and you have Olympic level athletes. However, " I add," they've been subject to a few investigations of cheating. They've always managed to make it out unscathed, though. And they're a bit nouveau riche. Though Suigetsu is third-generation."

Hozuki smirks. "Looks like you know my family's history- the same way I know about yours."

I'm not glorifying that with a response.

"But," he adds, "I'm curious about your friend." He phrases 'friend' like it left a sour taste in his mouth. "So?"

"So what?"

"What's his clan?"

"I'm not obliged to answer."

"Fine." He said indifferently. "But I'll learn about it eventually." He threw two locks at Naruto suddenly, who fumbled and dropped one, but managed to catch the other. "Hey, Blondie! Don't try out for football or basketball. You'll weigh down the whole team, if you make it." And then he quickly exited.

Coward. Not prepared to take a beating by Naruto. Some Hozuki. I glanced at Naruto. His hands were balled up, and his face was unreadable.

"Hey, dobe, you okay?"

"Yeah." his voice is almost inaudible.

"Dude, relax. Hozuki's nothing to worry about."

"I know." he begins to smile widely. "In fact, I'm going to try out for basketball. I'll make the team for sure, and I'll score more baskets than that guy! I'll be MVP, believe it!"

Figures. The knucklehead can't be depressed for very long. "Whatever."

"Hey, Teme! You should join!"

"No."

"Aww, why not?"

"Because."

"That's not a reason!"

"Hn."

"Oh no, none of that 'hn' stuff to me!"

"We're going to be late."

"So?"

It's not worth it. I turn and start walking toward Homeroom. Kakashi. Hn.

"Hey, wait up!"

I keep walking but the dobe catches up to me. "Hey-" he pants, "-who's your homeroom teacher?"

"The same one as yours. And you won't last two minutes in a basketball game if you think that distance was tough."

"Shut up." he snaps, still panting from his short run. "I'm not listening to someone who's too chicken to try out."

"I'm ignoring that."

"So, it's true!"

"I'm walking away now. In fact, I could probably jog and you'd have to run flat out to keep pace with me."

"No wait! And duh, that's why it's called training." he said, rolling his eyes.

"Hurry up, retard, we only have two minutes before homeroom. Now I'm walking away. I'm gonna bring in some school supplies from the car."

"Fine, fine, whatever. See you in homeroom?"

"Hn."

Okee dokee! Sorry it's so late, but I've been obsessed with the Olympics. I love them! So if my next update is kinda slow, it's their fault.

Omg, I cannot stop obsessing over them! Archery, Badminton, Tennis, Diving, Equestrian, Volleyball, Gymnastics, Fencing, and Shooting! Those are the ones I want to see! Well, we all know that I'm Chinese, so it's only natural that I'm cheering on the Asian countries- that is, after US. ")

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