Thank you once again for the delicious reviews. Now, before I make this longer than the fic, on with the show.

I don't own Naruto, but I do own the OCs that are Sakura's family. They never mentioned their mom or dad's name yet, nor does she have a younger brother, but who cares. I needed something more.

Chapter Three - New Meetings and A Surprise

(Haruno Sakura - Chemistry Class: My Morning)

I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST SAID THAT TO HIM. I insulted him, called him a jerk (not to his face, of course, because what type of girl would say that to a guy that was a gorgeous as he was?) and then told him that I DIDN'T LIKE HIM! What the hell? There goes my relationship down the toilet.

And his reply? The all famous, "Hn."

Stupid parents, who just had to move here of all places. Stupid Naruto, for interrupting before I could give an explanation. Stupid Sasuke, for being so goddamn jerky and hot, and for making me fall in love, and other things teenage girls do when ever they see hot guys. And stupid me, for doing stupid things and blaming others, for their stupid deeds.

En fin, I'M STUPID!

Yup, that basically summarizes my first day in high school. Met the guy of my dreams, and he's my new chemistry partner, and I just made him hate me. ARGH.

And because of that, I couldn't sleep at all last night. When the alarm clock rang, I was in my angsty bitch mode, and so therefore, that lousy noisemaker that pisses everybody off just for doing the job that it was meant to do, was promptly smashed and the circuits and wires scattered across the floor beneath my bed-side table.

"Sakura, honey!" my mother's sweet voice was carried by the air downstairs, along with the aroma of strawberry pancakes and chocolate milk. Mmm...at least m mother knows how to cheer me up.

"So, how was your first day of school, dear?" My father asked, looking up from the newspaper that he always had with him. He was a computer programmer, but he enjoyed playing his hand on the stock-markets as well.

Well, since you met my parents, instead of ranting about my feelings of yesterday, which I'm sure you're all tired of, I'll tell you about my family instead.

My mother has pink hair. Again, not a birth defect. She's really pretty, pink locks running down her back and it was usually tied back messily with an old rubber band she happened to find. Her eyes are always sparkling with happiness; she was a housewife and never left home, and whenever my father and I come home, we knew we'd be greeted with a smile and a warm welcome, thanks to her. I love her, especially her cooking. God, it was the best ever! Sasuke probably isn't as delicious as her pancakes...did I just say that?

Father...now, he's a laugh. Cheesy jokes twenty-fore seven. Never shuts up, and somehow can always cheer you up, no matter what. He's stubborn, like me, but much wiser, thus understands things a lot better than I ever could. He's a cool dad, but you know how kids are. We never want parents to embarrass us.

As I was eating, my jack ass of a brother comes running in. He's about 12 years old and so freakin' annoying! He looks a lot like dad, smiling and all (but he has braces. Unlike me, who has perfect teeth) and he never shuts up. You'll see what I mean.

"So, how's your first day of high school, fat ass?" he jeered, talking his seat across the table from me.

I roll my eyes and turn back to my breakfast, the sweet scent of food flying up my nostrils. "Shut up, brat. I'm not interested in talking to lowlifes like you."

"Now, now," my mother said, setting another place mate for my little brother. "No fighting. It's morning. Sakura, eat up, or you're going to be late. Reyuro, don't play your DS at the table. I'll take that." She snatched up the little booger's Nintendo DS and set it aside on the counter top. "Now eat."

I'm so grateful for my mother! I love that woman.

My father laughed, eyes twinkling with their usual brightness. He sat up, neatly folding the newspaper and placing it on the chair which he had previously sat. "I'm off to work. Need a ride, Sakura?"

I shook my head. "No thanks. I can walk." Jumping out of my seat, I grabbed my bag and managed an appropriate look in the mirror. I nearly stepped out the door, when I felt my mother tap my shoulder.

"Your bento box. And could you walk your little brother to school? The middle school is right next to the high school," she handed me a bento, wrapped neatly. I took it and glared at Reyuro, who smiled deviously at me. A smile much like Kakashi-sensei's. Great. Hopefully my brother won't turn into a perverted idiot and teach love Chemistry Classes to his students in the future. I seriously imagine that thought, and shudder. Wow, that was one wacky and random image that I hope never to see in my life.

"Don't worry," my mother smiled assuringly. "Reyuro, if I hear that you're annoying your sister, then I'll keep that DS for good."

Reyuro pointed a chubby finger (not like mine at all, slender and beautiful fingers, I've got) at my mother. "Favoritism!" She just laughed and handed him his bento.

"Have fun today!"

"I will!" I called back, leading my little brother through the front gate.

And I had to deal with my little brother's comments all the way to school. Seriously, I love my mother, but c'mon. When it's your responsibility to lead your snide and evil little brother to school and have to listen to his rants when you have way more important things to do, like wonder what you're going to do with your future husband at Chemistry Class later that day, you'd hate your mother as well.

Then...something worse came along.

MY GOD! IT'S UCHIHA SASUKE! And another hot guy that looked like him.

I don't know if I could call him my knight in shining armor, or another bad omen, especially with my little brother around.

"Kakashi's like that," the older of the two said. "But you're just going to have to deal. It's high school, and you could pick a different subject later. So don't worry about it."

"It's not that, it's my partner," Sasuke whispered.

They were right in front of us, but they didn't seem to notice, despite my brother's rash comments. But they were talking about me! I know it! So I leaned in closer, straining my ears and trying to get a listen.

"What about her...or is it a guy?" the older one said. "God, I didn't know my brother is a bisexual bastard. Wow, that's new."

Okay, first of all...NO ONE CALLS MY MAN A BISEXUAL BASTARD! I don't care if this guy is damned sexy and has a nice behind (I could see, after all, I was behind them...crap. Kakashi's turning me into a pervert! Someone save me!) and all.

"No...it's just she's kinda..."

"I'm kinda what?" I say, ignoring Reyuro, who was keeping himself busy by examining and torturing a helpless bug on the ground. "Say, it Uchiha Sasuke."

Both men turn their heads around, and Sasuke had a completely surprised expression on his face. The older man sneered and turned to Sasuke, winking. "So this is your partner. She's cute. I didn't think you'd fall in love with these types."

"Shut it, Aniki," he breathed, eyes furious at his brother's comment.

Now I know why the guy could tease him and get away with it...and why he was damn sexy like Sasuke. He's Uchiha Itachi, owner of the family's large branches of companies that spread world wide. I know because my dad talks about them a lot, saying that they are so rich because of the stock market and stuff. "Should've bought more of their stocks before they got so huge," he'd always say, whenever the news report was on their ever growing company.

Still, I found it hard to believe. This guy wasn't much older than us, probably five to six years or so. And he's damn sexy! Not like Sasuke, who was that high school boy sexy, but the mature adult sexy. Too mature for me, but I still couldn't help but drool.

"Yeah, whatever Sasu-chan," Itachi said. "Well, I'm off. Call me if you need anything. The driver will be around the block after school." Sasuke's face turned completely red when his brother gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. "No need to be stiff around your future girlfriend, Sasuke." He winked sexily at me and walked off.

Again, it took me a while to regain my composure. OMG! UCHIHA ITACHI WINKED AT ME! SEXILY! I'M THE LUCKIEST GIRL ALIVE! Luckily, Sasuke was in a daze as well. But my brother snapped us out of it. "You have a boyfriend?" he asked, bewildered. "This guy must be an idiot. No one else but an dumbass would want to be your boyfriend."

Thanks a lot, Reyuro. I hate that kid.

Sasuke, without hesitation, plucked the kid right off the ground with one hand. "Who are you talking about. She's just my Chemistry Partner, that's all. Now shut up and head off to middle school, like the good boy you should be, but apparently aren't." He put my booger of a brother down, who was obviously terrified of Sasuke's dark aura. "Shoo, pest."

And Reyuro scampered off.

I sigh with relief. "Thank you. I hate my brother, so annoying."

"That's one thing we have in common," Sasuke said.

I smile and we continue walking for a bit in silence. Naruto comes and joins us, ranting about the wonderful night he had of finally beating this certain video game and all. We finally come up to the steps of the school and walk inside.

"So, you're part of the family of the Uchiha Industries, eh?" I asked, pulling out my notebooks and stuff needed for Chemistry Class (first class for every day of every damn week. God, that's annoying).

"Yup. I don't exactly own it, but my brother's sensible enough to give me half of it when I'm old enough. Especially after my parents..." his voice trailed off until he was silent for a whole minute. I really didn't want to say anything about it. Once hearing the name Uchiha, I've already figured out what happened to the entire family, one by one. It's better really not to talk about it, especially seeing how sad he looked right after that.

Naruto bit his lip and sighed. He took his orange notebook and slammed it at the back of Sasuke's head. "Hey, teme. Look, it's Chemistry. Have fun with your future girlfriend."

Sasuke and I exchange glances. I smile and turn back to Naruto. "Hey, have fun with Hinata. I know she really likes you."

I could see Naruto's ears redden with embarrassment. It's cute in a way. "How...how did you know that?" And I smile. He really is an oblivious idiot, isn't he? I find it kinda cute. After all, Naruto and Hinata seem like a perfect couple; they both want to prove themselves. Well, they've got my vote, that's for sure. Maybe Kakashi was right about fate. And when I look at Sasuke, and the way he gives a small smile, I couldn't help but agree.

"Go for it," I say. Naruto just nodded and the three of us walk into the classroom.

It was utter chaos, and the teacher was late (what a surprise). Fangirls nearly bombarded me and Sasuke, yelling at me and cussing and stuff. Sasuke just told me to ignore them and we took our seats, silently waiting for Kakashi to come through those doors.

I stare up at him and those beautiful eyes. They looked like Itachi's, no wonder they were brothers. "Hey...what's your brother like?" I asked. "You know mine, now it's time to figure out yours."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair. "Well...he's sophisticated and smart, I'll give him that. He acts all business-like at work, so basically his a bastard if you disturb him, which I love to do. He'd claw your eyes out, but not mine. We...we're really close, especially after..." yet again his voice trailed off and cracked a little.

I stayed silent, debating on whether I should press him or leave him alone. It's obvious; Itachi has taken care of Sasuke ever since the 'Incident' and therefore, I shouldn't butt in their business. Really, what was I thinking? "Never mind...forget I asked," I said. "It's hard for you to talk about it. So...just don't worry." And I smile at him.

And he smiles back. I nearly drool over his gorgeousness. I'm in love, and I swear it! Seriously! That's one hunky and sexy smile.

"Thank you," he whispers. I could feel the fangirls eyes glaring...great. My second day, and they hate me.

But not Sasuke! Yay!

A white haired man walked into the room, books in hand. But his hair was too white to be Kakashi's And too long. When he turned to face us, no mask, just a silly perverted grin when he saw all the girls in the class. I just raise my eyebrow.

"Hiya, guys and gals," he said. "The name's Jiraiya, and I'm the substitute. I hope you have fun in Chemistry."

Jiraiya...Jiraiya. Where'd I hear that name before.

I remember. I saw a peak at Kakashi-sensei's book. It was written by...JIRAIYA! Another freakin' pervert.

GODDAMNIT!

I needed to make another update before I leave to school tomorrow. I really hate school. And because of that, I can't update for a while.

I hope you enjoyed it. Reviews are greatly appreciated.