Wow...it's been a while guys. I just want you to know, I didn't abandon this...insane story… I just… Kind of… Forgot about it for a while. But, I'm going to try and rekindle this story and get it going again. But I will also give anyone who continues to read this a fair warning, I have lost my pants. That's right I have no idea where they have gotten to, and I'm kind of freaking out a little. Also I'm in the middle of writing chapters for a different story aswell, so yeah...Keep in mind that I'm trying to tackle more than one story with this so...yay~... Also Wachah is the name of the iguana, it's been over a year since I really thought about this story and i couldn't remember what his original name was, and Iguana's are known to whip people with their tails, so Wachah it was.

Cinema's P.O.V.

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"...Mmmmhh~" I hummed as my watch alarm started beeping and woke me up. Okay… I have a few options. I could wake up and start getting ready, or I can lie here...and sleep some more… Oh sleep you beautiful seductive bastard. Wait! No, don't fall for it! I thought as my watch continued to beep. My watch doesn't have a snooze button so unfortunately if I were to try and sleep a few more minutes, I'd probably end up sleeping another hour or two before I wake up again. And that is time I cannot lose.

"Ughh…" I groaned as I sat up and turned the timer off. "Damn time…"

Welp, time to start the day I suppose. I threw off my blankets and swung my legs over the side of the bed, ungracefully stood and hobbled to my closet to figure out what the fudge I'd be parading around in for the day. As soon as my fingers touched the door handle it occurred to me that I had loaned my favorite sweatshirt to some girl from my class yesterday, and hadn't reclaimed it yet. I chuckled slightly to myself. I hope that wasn't a mistake to do. With a sight I pulled on my grey camo pants, fastened my belt to my hip, pulled on a black tanktop.

"Hmm…" I don't have another hoody...and I don't particularly like not having something covering my head. Suddenly a light bulb appeared above my head. In three seconds I had bound across the room and dove under the bed. After a few seconds of sifting through dirty clothes, having a brawl and almost being suffocated by dust bunnies, and finding what I hope to god is just an old chimichanga, I didn't find what I was looking for. As I inched out from under the bed, leaving my butt completely unprotected, I suddenly felt a searing pain across my ass.

"Ouch! Wachah!" I shrieked as my best friend crawled up my back. I finally got my head and arms out from under the bed and as I sat up completely Wachah crawled into my shoulder.

"Damn Wachah wha'z your deal today?" I chuckled.

I raised my right arm up to my left shoulder and started stroking the spunky iguana. I was used to getting whipped occasionally by Wachah, but not on the ass. That was untouched territory. As always Wachah did nothing. He doesn't really do much but he's still my best bro.

Finding my search fruitless I decided to mull it over with some breakfast. I was eating a bowl of cereal as Wacha gnawed on a cantaloupe slice when I realized where to look. A little too abruptly I stood, knocking over my cereal bowl, and darted back into my room and into my underwear drawer and started digging around to the bottom. I can't explain why, but things I lose or just haven't seen in a while always somehow end up in my underwear drawer.

Suddenly my fingers brushed across a familiar fabric. With a smirk I grabbed hold of it, and continued until I found the other piece of fabric I needed, then ran into the bathroom, all with Wacha still on my shoulder. After applying a little bit of makeup I drug my brush through my hair and quickly braided my thick hair. Now for the piece de resistance. I threw on a grey beanie and tied a purple bandana around my neck. Well that was way too much time wasted without much pay off.

"Good enough." I said and exited the bathroom. Speaking of leaving, i checked my phone. It was exactly O'shit thirty. I'm pretty sure my jaw broke through the floor. Yup, it definitely broke through the floor, there's my neighbors.

As fast as I could, I grabbed my backpack, packed some cash for lunch and made a break for the door. Seeing the spilt cereal dripping on the floor from the kitchen table, I skidded to a halt and hesitated. It took about ten seconds of thinking but I finally decided to abandon it.

"I'll get it later!" I said to myself, ran outside, locked my second story apartment, and ran down the outdoor metal stairs to the garage where I kept my bike. One of my neighbors wasn't to happy about me running down the stairs, and yelled something out their front door. I chose to ignore it and act like I heard nothing as I got on my bike and took off for school.

Naruto's P.O.V.

"Ohhh my god…" I groaned as I woke up. Barely awake I rolled over and felt my arm land on something. I didn't give it any thought until whatever it was tensed up. Suddenly I got this eerie feeling and hesitantly opened my eyes. They widened immediately.

"Get. Your arm. OFF. OF. ME." Gaara growled.

"AHH!" I shrieked and rolled away so fast I hit my head on the leg of my couch.

"Ow! Son of a- YOU TRIED TO CUDDLE ME!" I shouted as I pointed accusingly at Gaara, Who just yawned and stretched himself awake.

"Yeah, because I'm such a cuddly person." Gaara said rolling his eyes. The two of them had fallen asleep on the floor in Naruto's livingroom sometime around two in the morning. Naruto calmed down and chuckled as he sat up.

"Well, I do tend to be irresistible, so I guess I can let it slide just this once. But, it'll cost you." I said with a raised eyebrow as I inched closer to his roll of oreo's lying on the floor. Gaara's head snapped in the direction of my hand then glared menacingly right into my soul. A lesser man would've cried...I suppressed it but ended up shitting my pants-Oh, uh?! I mean...Almost…Almost shit my pants. Yeah.

"Don't you dare…" Gaara said as I grabbed an oreo and lifted it to my face to take a bite.

"What are you going to do about it?" I challenged.

"I'll stand in the corner of your room every night when you try to sleep and stare at you like this." He said the made the creepiest deranged sadistic facial expression I have ever seen on anyone ever. I shrugged.

"Whatever you can't do that all night every night. You have to sleep sometime."

"I never sleep." The insomniac claimed.

"I can sleep through anything." I countered bringing the oreo closer to my mouth. Now Gaara was getting desperate. He had to use his ace in the hole. He shook his head slightly.

"I didn't want to have to do this…" Gaara said as he left the living room. A spark of worry flashed across my face. What's he planning…

"W-what?" I asked as I started to follow him. I froze when I saw him in the kitchen holding the box that contained the rest of my instant ramen. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Gimme back my oreo or the ramen gets it." He stated with no emotion. Oh shit, he's serious.

"Okay! Okay, be cool man! Take it easy!" I said as I slid the cookie over to him, lifted my arms to show I wasn't planning any funny business and took a few steps back. "Don't do anything you'll regret."

"...We have way too many standoff situations in our lives." He finally said after a long pause. I started chuckling and grabbed a pack of instant ramen to make for breakfast, as Gaara grabbed the oreo and took a small bite out of it.

Just as the microwave heating the water for my precious delicious breakfast told me it was chow time, a horrifying sound came from outside. The sound of Kiba honking the horn in his car.

"Oh my god, we're late!" I shrieked, and bolted to my room to grab all of my shit.

"Naruto."

"Shit! I'm still in my clothes from yesterday!"

"Naruto."

"Whatever, I'll just spray myself with axe no one will know!"

"Naruto."

"Alright I'm good! Lets go!"

"Naruto!" Gaara called slightly louder as I was about to run out the door.

"What? What is it? We gotta go!" I said in a hurried fashion like a radio speaker from the early 1920's.

Gaara said nothing, but instead stood in his signature composed cross armed stance. The only thing that changed was when he stuck out a single finger and pointed to something. I followed the mystic raccoon finger to the clock. They came early again… I opened up the door and yelled out to them.

"HAHA! Nice try you bastards, but that only works once!" Shika was leaning out the window laughing. The sons of bitches. I closed the door and leaned up against it.

"That was close."

"Only once huh?" Gaara said.

"Oh, shut up!" About twenty minutes later I was ready, and Kiba had returned from a short doughnut and coffee run. Walking out to the eight seater like a complete the complete badass that I am, I opened the door and slid into a seat. Almost immediately Kiba started coughing and gagging. Shikamaru started chuckling a little.

"I knew we'd get him twice!" He said. I was dumbfounded.

"Wha-? How did-?" My eye's locked onto the culprit. "Gaara!"

Gaara raised his hands in defense. "Relax, I didn't say anything."

"Like hell you didn't!"

"Jesus Naruto he didn't have too with all that freaking axe!" Kiba choked out.

"It's a dead giveaway y'know." A voice said out of nowhere.

"AHH-HOLY! Stop doing that!" I shrieked at Shino, who again; was sitting in the seat behind me. I glanced back at him and noticed he looked...menacing. Oh crap what's he sulking about now?

"Oh my-What is it? What did I do?" I asked. Shino crossed his arms and turned away from me.

"Hmph!"

"Whaaaaat?" I asked.

"It's rude not to greet someone two days in a row…"

"Oh goddammit, it's not my fault I never see you!"

"You looked right at me…"

"...I got nothing…"

"Haha, leave him alone Naruto. He's probably gonna sulk for a few days then he'll be fine. It's always the same when he gets like this."

"Yeah, yeah...what did he he mean by it being a dead give away though? What is?"

"Man, you're clueless. We all know your trick Naruto, every time you end up not changing your clothes from the day before you drench yourself in axe, and apparently until now, you somehow haven't noticed that everyone knows about it." Shika explained.

"H-how did you figure it out?"

"Naruto, you wear the same jacket and pants almost every day, and I know for a fact you don't do your laundry that often." Gaara stated. I threw my hands up in the air dramatically.

"My life is a lie!"

"Wait...You had plenty of time to change today." Kiba stated after getting over axe suffocation.

"Curses! Foiled again…"

"Why didn't you change?" Gaara inquires.

"Heheh...I had...sorta...already sprayed myself down, and uh…"

"Didn't want to waste your man spray?" Kiba finishes and starts snickering.

"Bingo."

"And you call me lazy. What a drag." Said Shika. Even Gaara smiled a little.

"Holy shit!" I said suddenly acting serious as if something was wrong.

"What?" Gaara asked, his face of course returned to normal.

"That's so weird...Guy's di-did anyone else just see that?"

"What?" All three asked.

"I could've sworn it was just here?" I said as I leaned in really close to Gaara's face.

"What is it?" Gaara snapped as his eyes darted around in discomfort.

"I swear it was just here...Maybe I imagined it but… I thought you smiled for a second there." The car was silent for a moment before Gaara's scowl deepened.

"Piss off!" He said, then Shika, Kiba, and I erupted with laughter.

Hinata's P.O.V.

Oh boy… I thought as day two of waiting uncomfortably for my friends to arrive ensued. I had hoped that since Kiba got everyone here early yesterday; that they'd get here early today too. But, as time goes by watching car after car fill into the parking lot, that hope was crushed. Sakura and her group had already passed by, but I couldn't bring myself to approach her for my shirt. Not with all of her friends around her at least. I'll have to catch up with her later. Speaking of which, I made sure I had my gym shirt this time. I'm not going through that embarrassment again...I hope.

Almost twenty minutes went by and still none of my friends had shown up. Not even Ino. With a sigh I felt around my pocket for my phone so I could text someone to see where they were. My pockets were void. Huh, I must've left my phone at home. Dang…

Just then I saw a familiar vehicle pulling into the schools parking lot. I felt the blood drain from my face. It was Karin's. I shrank a little knowing she would have to walk right passed me. And would probably stop too. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something else. It was the girl from yesterday, Cinema I think her name was, chaining her bike to the bike stand across the parking lot. Thinking of the black sleeveless hoodie in my backpack, I quickly got up and scurried away from the bench sitting out in the open, in favor of returning the article of clothing.

By the time I had caught up with her, she was at her locker, exchanging books. Swallowing my shyness I tentatively approached trying not to panic and hide at the last second like I sometimes do...Okay, often. The closer I got the clearer I could hear the loud rock metal music blasting from the headphones over her head. I crept within four feet of her before she finally noticed me. And the second she did; she flinched, and hit her head on the door to her locker.

"O-oh my god! I-i-i'm so sorry! Are you okay?!" I frantically said as I took a step back and brought my hands to my face. What've I done?! Cinema's face was contorted a little as she rubbed the back of her head. Then her eyes darted up, suddenly remembering I was standing there. She chuckled slightly.

"I DIDN'T UH, ZEE YOU THERE." She spoke loudly, causing me and her iguana, resting on her shoulders, to flinch a little. Seeing this she took her headphones off. Up close I somewhat noticed the presence of a slight accent.

"ZORRY I- Oh damn, hang on." She said as she rubbed her ears in an attempt to get them to adjust. After another second she looked up and gave me a thumbs up. "Heheh, I didn't zee you there."

"I-?you-?sorry!" I stuttered, then stuck my arms out extending her hoodie out to her.

"Oh, thanks." She said. I felt the hoodie be removed from my hands and looked up to see her stuffing it in her locker.

"Your name'z Hinata right?" Trying to find my voice I gave a nod.

"I'm Cinema." She stated and stuck out her hand. After a moment I realized I was supposed to shake it and reciprocated by joining my hand in hers. Wow her grip is firm!

"I-I Know-w." I said in between shakes. Oh come on Hinata get it together!

"Oh, yeah. Not exactly the uzual run of the mill name right?" I giggled at the light monotone way she said that.

"Yeah...Why is that? Your name I mean, what type of name is it?" I ventured, hoping to find out what type of culture she was from. Then quickly added, "I-if you don't mind me asking!"

"Hmm?" She looked a little caught off guard at first for a second, but it quickly dissipated. "Oh-that'z cuz I'm a-"

"Hey new kid!" Cinema stopped mid sentence and both of our heads snapped to the right. Oh no…

"So, uh what's this weird culture you've got going?" A condescending voice asked, beating me to it. Cinema's face dropped into an unamused scowl at the sight of the three unwelcome people approaching the two of us.

"None of your damn buzinezz, that'z what." She spat at Sasuke. Anyone else's lip probably would've curled, but Sasuke maintained his stoic cool boy persona. Darn, looks like I'm not finding out what she is any time soon.

"Hmph. We'll see about that." He stated.

"How'd you get the school to let you take your iguana to school?" Suigetsu asked curiously.

"Suigetsu don't encourage it." Sasuke said without taking his eyes off of the two of us. Well...me actually; it felt like.

"What? I just wanna know about her iguana." The animal lover whined. Cinema's eyes darted away from Sasuke and softened slightly over Suigetsu.

"I told them Wachah needed conztant care or he could die, and that he wouldn't be a bother."

"Wachah?" Sasuke asked in disdain.

"-Yeah, that'z hiz name."

"What kind of stupid name is-"

"Wachah!" Cinema suddenly commanded. But it didn't quite sound like she was saying his name so much as mimicking the sound of a whip-Oh shit, the iguana just lashed its tail at Sasuke from Cinema's shoulder. In a second Sasuke had taken a step back and covered half of his face with his hand. He growled. Cinema was just standing there with her arms crossed and a small triumphant smile. I got a little scared and stepped back a little. The second I did Sasuke's eyes snapped my way. I felt like shrinking down and crawling under a rock. Through the corner of my eye I saw Cinema's smirk had dropped back into a frown as she stared between Sasuke and I quizzically. Sasuke's eyes lingered for a few more seconds before he calmed himself down some and reverted back to his stoic demeanor.

Jugo, on the other hand was having a harder time with that. The, usually peaceful, unstable teen had gone from peacefully zoning out to murderous seething. Cinema, didn't know him well enough to know what he was like and didn't know what she had her iguana do would trigger him. Suigetsu almost immediately went to work fussing over and trying to calm him down. Maybe because they were good friends and he didn't want Jugo to get expelled, or maybe he just didn't want Jugo to hurt Wachah. I don't know. Meanwhile Sasuke only just now seemed to realize what was going on behind him, and I think my heart had stopped. Sasuke stood there for another forty five seconds maybe, enough time for Cinema to notice what was going on and cock her head to the side to get a better look with confusion and curiosity all swirled into one delicious ice cream cone of obliviousness. Another twenty seconds went by. then, Sasuke turned, and continued to walk down the hall. Taking away the only thing literally being between Jugo and Cinema. An uncomfortable silence fell between every one.

"Come on you two." Sasuke finally spoke up. Suigetsu looked back and forth between Sasuke and Jugo before trotting up beside Sasuke. Jugo stood in silence, staring at Cinema, then regained his friendly smile, and instantly calmed down so he could follow his friends. Leaving the two of us in a long silent pause for who knows how long before Cinema finally broke the silence.

"What waz that all about?" Cinema said as she broke into a fit of snickering. "Pfffft that could've gotten dangerouz!" She laughed. I couldn't believe what had just happened.

"Wha- You- Ye- You can't-!" I stuttered.

"You okay Hinata? You don't look so good?" I took a deep breath to try and calm down enough to speak like someone who hadn't had a stroke and get over my stupor. That'd be a little weird considering my age.

"I'm fine." I finally managed. "I think I was holding my breath throughout all that though...Someone really needs to go over some of this schools food chain with you." I half said to myself. I don't even want to think about what'll happen if she gets on Sakura's bad side...Or worse, Karin's.

"...Why can't you?"

"Huh?" Wait what?

"Why can't you tell me everything I zhould know?"

"M-me?! I-I-I d-don't know. I-I guess I hadn't th-thought about it…" I babbled. Oh no! Now's she's going to think I don't want to be her friend! She however merely shrugged as if it didn't matter either way.

"Heheh, calm down, it'z not like I just azked you if you've ever conzidered murder Ahahaha!" She chuckled. Yeah, maybe I am just overthinking this...wait. Murder? What? Then another thought passed my mind.

"...You don't really have any friends yet do you?" She shrugged again.

"Meh...I'm not really one too walk up and ztart talking to zomeone out of the blue."

"But, you're talking to me right now."

"Yeah, and I alzo lent you my favorite szweatszhirt yezterday. I think I'm pretty much zpent for the year on acting out of character." We shared a short laugh.

"Zo what d'you zay? Zhow me the ropez zometime?" She asked again. Ugh...I'm way too nice.

"Um...Sure." I said with some confidence. What could go wrong?

"Awezome." I found myself looking at Wachah. The iguana barley ever moved, and went unnoticed if you weren't staring directly at it.

"So why is Wachah so high maintenance?"

"Oh I made that up. The real reazon I can bring him to zchool iz becauze I convinzed my mom to lie and tell the principal I needed to keep him with me becauze of cultural reasonz." I was a bit unconvinced. Principal Tsunade

"...Really?" She held one hand out in defense.

"I know that zoundz weak, but my mom iz better at convinzing than you think. Truzt me." Okay, fair enough I guess. But, here's my chance.

"So this culture you're from? What was it again?"

"Oh, I'm a-" Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Just as she was about to say what it was the bell to go to class rang. "-but, it'z really more of a lifeztyle." She closed her locker looked down the hall to 's room.

"We zhould probably go." She said before I could say anything else. Oh well, I can figure that later.