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Chapter 5: Part 2- The horrors of the female species

I'm totally over Sasuke. Yep. I came to this brilliant revelation about five seconds ago as I was sitting in my desk watching people start to show up for English class. Now that I have admitted to myself that there were some small, minuscule feelings, I have come to the conclusion that those feelings are now gone. History. I see him walk the through the door and he doesn't even glance my way which is good because it's not like I want him to. Sitting in the English room by myself had really helped me to sort through today's happenings. Conclusion 1: Sasuke is an asshole (but I already knew that so that's nothing new). Conclusion 2: the little butterflies and tingles that assaulted me whenever he touched me were a result of indigestion, lack of sleep, an over active imagination, and a poor diet. Conclusion 3: Sasuke had wanted to screw with my mind and had gotten bored when I didn't become putty in his hands. Conclusion 4: I needed to ignore his entire existence for the rest of my high school life.

When the bell rang at the end of eighth period I rushed out of the room, not glancing once at Sasuke which made me extremely proud of myself. I walked up to Gaara and Kiba (don't ask me how they got here so quick from their last class because I don't know) and hooked my arms with theirs. "Shall we venture forth?" I asked in a sort of battle cry. "We shall!" Kiba roared, pumping his fist into the air, while Gaara withdrew his arm from my own. "Not if you idiots are going to talk like that." I looked at the unhappy redhead who had his arms crossed across his chest and I stuck out my lower lip and pouted. "Oi, Naruto, Uchiha is making his way over here." I totally ignored Kiba, my face didn't even change when he said this. Gaara glanced in the direction I assumed Sasu-I mean someone was. "Oh but Gaara pwetty pwease. We can call out battle cries as we storm the hallway." I said in a sweet tone. Gaara's expression grew even more grave. "No." A wicked smile spread on my face. "I'll show everyone the picture I have of you...Gaara-chan." Gaara paled and glared at me. He glared me down but I kept my smile in place and stared him down. Finally he reluctantly laced his arm with mine. Let's just say Gaara's mom thought his red hair went nice with the color pink when he was little.

"Dude Sasuke is just staring at us it's really creeping me out." Again I ignored Kiba. I started dragging the pair down the hallway. "What happened in English? Your mood took a total 180." Gaara asked. "Nothing." I smiled. "Does it have to do with Sasuke?" Kiba questioned. I could feel both of their searching gazes on my face but I simply looked forward as I dragged them through the hallway and then out the door to the parking lot. "Who?" I asked innocently. "Uchiha…" Kiba replied slowly, confusion evident in his voice. "I'm sorry who is that?" My voice stayed completely innocent and dumb.

"Oh for the love of God, you are not doing that again are you?" Gaara groaned. Jeez he said it like I did this often, but I so did not.

"You're so immature." The redhead muttered. I glared at Gaara. "Am not!"

"Oh I get it you are like totally ignoring him and his existence!" Kiba exclaimed.

"…wow," Was all I could say Gaara and I shook our heads at how slow he was.

It was around six when I got to Gaara's house. Detention had kept me at school until four and then I had to finish my homework before Iruka would let me leave the house.

I pushed the doorbell again and again, as Kiba pounded on the door. Hehe, Gaara would be so pissed when he opened the door. I started snickering and raised my other hand over my mouth. Suddenly the door was wrenched open and a very annoyed blonde was standing in front of us.

"Cut it the fuck out. What are you for?" She growled, crossing her arms over her chest and staring us down. Both Kiba's and my grins fell and we quickly blubbered apologies. In my opinion Temari was scarier than Gaara. Temari stepped out of the doorway once she was satisfied with our groveling. We stepped in and she slammed the door shut, causing both me and Kiba to jump. "Gaara our guests our here. Come get them." Temari shouted.

"Temari don't you wanna play video games with us?" Kiba asked.

"No. She has a paper to write." Gaara said as he came into view.

"Well she is a girl, so I guess that makes sense. She's probably afraid to play because I'll kick her ass. Girls just aren't as good as guys at sports or videogames." Gaara lifted an eyebrow at Kiba and Temari looked like she was going to explode. Oh Kiba. Kiba, Kiba, Kiba.

"Suck it, dog boy!" Temari howled as she beat Kiba yet again at another videogame (The two had dueled it out in so many games I had lost track). "Shit!" Kiba cussed and threw the controller to the ground. Gaara and I had been watching the entire five hour competition with interest, at least the first two hours. Now his bed, which we were both sitting on, was littered with chip bags and wrappers and cards which we had been entertaining ourselves with since we got bored.

Ignoring the now verbal fight between Kiba and Temari, I turned to Gaara who was reshuffling the cards for a game of war. "Ne, Gaara how about I sleep on your bed tonight and you sleep on the ground?" Gaara didn't even look up at me. "No. Just like other fifteen times you asked." Gaara replied. The dude was cold. I crossed my arms and pouted…in a totally mature and manly manner.

"Temari, don't you have an essay to write." Gaara said casually. Temari let out a cry as she remembered the paper that she had yet to write or even start. I glanced at Kiba who was sulking by the tv in Gaara's room like a sore loser.

"I'm tired. Let's call it a night." I climbed off Gaara's bed. As much as I teased him about stealing his bed I would never do that. I crawled into my orange sleeping bag that I left at Gaara and Temari's house since I slept over so much. Kiba, much more sulkily, climbed into his own red sleeping bag. Gaara just leaned back on his bed and grabbed his ipod, inserting the earphones into his ears. Gaara never really slept. I started drifting off, thinking about how I would not think about Sasuke anymore since I was ignoring his existence and all.

The next thing I knew I flew up, propping myself up on my hands, a pained yelp falling from my lips. A sharp pain was in my stomach, no doubtedly coming from the foot so kindly jammed into my gut.

"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty." Kiba cackled from above. I shoved his foot off of me and stood up.

"Ugh, I'm tired. What time is it?" I asked groggily, pausing midway through my question to yawn.

"We are leaving right now. It's 7:45." My eyes shot open.

"Are kidding me?" I screeched. School starts in fifteen flipping minutes!

"Why the hell didn't you wake me sooner?" I yelled as I flew out of the room, down to the kitchen.

"Because this is hilarious!" I heard Kiba yell back from Gaara's room. Speaking of Gaara, where is the little fiend? He could've totally woken me up.

I stumbled into the kitchen. "Good morning, Naruto. I'm sorry I'm off to work now, but it's very nice to see you." Mrs. Akasuna greeted me as I nearly ran her over in my hast to get into the kitchen.

"Oh I'm really sorry Mrs. Akasuna. Excuse me. It's really nice to see you too!" She smiled at me and walked out. I walked farther into the kitchen but stopped when I saw a scary, scary sight.

"Whoa Temari…you look awful." I giggled which earned me a withering glare from Temari which immediately shut me up.

"I got two fucking hours of sleep of course I do!" She snapped viciously. Okay…I'm just going to walk away now before I get murdered. I put my hands up in the I-mean-no-harm position and I slowly backed out of the kitchen, grabbing a peach from the counter on my way.

"Get your ass in my sister's car now. We aren't being late because of you." A voice came from behind me.

"But Gaara," I whined as I turned toward the redhead, "I haven't eaten breakfast, or brushed my teeth, or gotten dressed."

"You have a peach in your hand that you can eat in the car, I'll give you gum for your breath, and you're not naked so I don't see a problem with what you are wearing." Gaara replied dully.

"B-But I'm in my pajamas!" I exclaimed, grabbing my baggy navy sweats and majorly oversized white t-shirt to emphasize my point. This didn't seem to phase Gaara though, since he merely pointed to toward the garage where he wanted me to get in the car.

"But I always drive with Kiba, he'll be lonely without me." I tried a different approach. Kiba would wait for me so that I could get ready.

"Both of you are driving with me and Temari today." Gaara responded. Oh...

"Get in the goddamned car now." I voice commanded harshly. I looked over to see a rabid, very tired looking Temari gripping a coffee mug like her life depended on it.

"Yes, ma'am." I quickly rushed into the jeep with Gaara and Temari right behind me. I hopped in the back with Kiba and soon Temari pulled out of their garage and headed for school. Kiba and I exchanged nervous glances as we pulled onto the main road and the car sped up to fifty miles an hour. My hands wrapped around the nearest objects, Kiba's arm and the door handle, to ground me in case something bad happened. Nothing good comes out of going double the speed limit.

"Aren't we going a little fast, Temari?" Kiba asked, voice shaky.

"Sorry I don't drive like an old person!" Temari snapped. She took another sip of coffee making me notice that she only had one hand on the wheel. Oh I'm so going to die.

"I'd like to live long enough to be an old person so slow the hell down!" Kiba snapped back, voicing my own thoughts. I looked at Gaara. The redhead was looking out his window seemingly without a care in the world. The guy must have nerves of steel…

By the time we reached the school I don't know if I was closer to passing out or throwing up. Maybe I'd do both simultaneously, if that's even possible. Both Kiba and I stumbled from the car, falling to our hands and knees once outside.

"Oh sweet land!" I cried as I laid my forehead against the ground and stayed as still as possible trying to fight away the lingering feelings of nausea. Kiba was next to me in a very similar position. I heard Temari huff in annoyance and walk past both of our bodies behind her car.

"You're going to get run over by the car that is coming if you two idiots don't get up." Gaara called. Kiba groaned as both he and I heaved ourselves up. Gaara stood with his arms crossed over his chest, standing in front of us. I looked around as I dusted of the rubble on my pants and forearms and noticed we were indeed in a spot that would probably prevent other cars from getting by.

"Che. You're more in the way than either of us." Kiba muttered as he too scrapped the dirt off of himself, though he still looked out of wack from the car ride. Then he looked at me and snickered.

"What?" I asked. Gaara looked at me as well and smiled. "What?!" I repeated.

"Nice outfit. Did you just wake up?" I looked down to see I was still in my pajamas. I glared at them both since this was their fault anyways.

"As I matter of fact I did." I said bitterly before sticking out my tongue and Kiba making a face at him.

"Mature…" Gaara muttered. Yeah, well what can I say, I'm the embodiment of maturity. We started walking toward the school. I made sure to drag them both to the middle of the road so that we were in the way of anyone trying to get by. It annoyed the crap out of me when people do this. Which means it's absolutely hilarious to do it to others. Do onto others as you would not want done onto yourself or something like that.

As we walked along the pavement, our sneakers clapping against the asphalt, Kiba eyed my shirt. "Dude that thing is like ten times too big for you?" I like to sleep in baggy clothes. "You think?" I replied. "Uhh, yeah, considering the v-neck is slipping down you shoulder." I pulled the fabric back onto my shoulder but it quickly slipped back down. Oh well.

"Kibaaaa, give me a piggy back ride?" I turned toward Kiba who looked at me like I was a disgusting sewer manbeast. I did not look that bad...and I had totally had gum in the car so my breath didn't reek. Geez, he was just being a stiff. If not option a than option b!

"Garaaaaaaaaa." I whined as I turned to the redhead who looked like he knew this was coming. "No."

"Fine…Oh shit I didn't do my physics homework and I have class in like five minutes!" How could I have forgotten? Well actually that's a silly question since I usually remember but chose not to do my homework. We have like three minutes until the bell rang this is just lovely.

"Stay here and finish your homework. You don't want any of the teachers to see you. I'll call the school and pretend to be Iruka and say you have an appointment or something so you'll be late." Gaara called as he continued walking to school with Kiba beside him shooting me sympathetic looks.

"Thanks Gaara!" I shouted and immediately plopped down on the concrete exactly where I was standing and pulled out my physics folder. I normally didn't do my physics work or any work for that matter but this was actually a pretty good chunk of my grade so I kind of had to suck it up and do it.

I had just pulled out a pencil when a loud horn sounded from behind me causing me to jump and drop the pencil in my lap. I craned my neck around to see a sleek black bumper eyelevel with my only a few yards away. Oh…yeah I am sitting in the middle of the parking lot…

I was about to get up and move out of the way until I spotted the license plate, Uchiha 1. My heart stopped for a moment before I plopped back down on the ground from my crouched position. Someone got their car fixed pretty quickly. I crossed my legs and continued writing, trying to ignore the purring black car behind me. More than anything I wanted to flick him off but forced myself to stay still remembering the ignoring policy. I seriously must have the worst luck though. I never ran into the guy once in the entire first month of school, even before we went to school together despite living in the same city (granted it was big) I never really ran into him, but now after last Friday the guy was practically everywhere. And was it me or did he always seem to find me when I was alone? Bad luck, I tell you.

I could hear the window rolling down in the car behind me. "Hey get out of the way!" A voice yelled, a voice that wasn't Sasuke's but his friend Neiji's. Well I never said I couldn't ignore him. I held up my middle finger high enough so that the people in the car had a nice view, not bothering to turn around or move aside. Those bastards had about two minutes to get to class and for some unfathomable reason (not) I didn't feel like helping them by moving out of their way. Hey I never said I was an angel. It was just yesterday that Sasuke-er I mean he who shall not be named-had his little buddies ready and willing to beat me to a pulp. So unlike carrot top these people weren't especially high on the enemies to aid list. Neiji and Suigetsu were on the enemies to not help list. Sasuke didn't even make that list you know why? Because he was a nobody, yup didn't even exist. Sasuke? Sasuke who?

I was broken out of my mental babbling when a door slammed closed. My instincts told me to run, run far away and out of danger, but hey who needs instincts. Obviously not me, so as the crunch of asphalt under shoes came closer I lay down on my back, and folded my arms behind my head as a cushion. Children I advise you never to follow what I am doing now while in the presence of a hot tempered psycho bastard who has his car behind you and could either beat you up or run you over until you're flat like a pancake.

"You! What are you doing here?!" Suigetsu's annoyed and surprised voice came from over me. Oh it's not the psycho bastard. Apparently Sasuke (yes I'm saying his name now. I feel like I'm talking about Voldemort otherwise) and Neiji had forced Suigetsu to move the asshole (hehe that's me) blocking them from parking and getting to school. Just saying but he could always back the car up and park a little farther away from school.

"Lying down what does it look like genius?" I replied snarkily.

"You're in the middle of the road, moron. Get out of the way. You're going to make us late." Suigetsu was getting more and more agitated. "Couldn't care less." At this Suigetsu growled. "By the way has anyone ever told you that your hair looks almost blue it's so blonde." I added offhandedly as I noticed this.

"That's it. SASUKE we are running this loser over." Suigetsu hollered as he stomped back the car, 'accidently' swiping my arm with his foot pretty hard. Okay…I think I kind of deserved that, I was being a jerk. But in a situation such as this with these people I prefer to call it being the bringer of karma.

I hopped up from my spot. Okay I was a chicken. I had been so relieved when it was Suigetsu instead of Sasuke but I totally didn't want to become a pancake or have to deal with Sasuke. I grabbed by bag, and promptly turned toward the car which Suigetsu was currently slipping back into. Clapping my legs together I mock-saluted and with a "Sayonara, Bastards!" I sprinted toward the school.

"Why are you laughing so hard?" Temari asked Shikamaru as she met the both of us after second period. While Shikamaru wasn't necessarily laughing hard by normal standards he was cracking up by Shika standards.

"Remember I told you when I came into Physics." I grinned at the blonde. The bags under her eyes looked more obvious than before I noted. She grinned tiredly, recalling the tale of my car encounter earlier. A figure bumped into Temari as we made our way through the hall.

"Hey watch it!" An obnoxious, familiar voice snapped. Temari, Shikamaru and I turned toward none other than Psycho Bitch 1 who was flanked by surprise surprise Psycho Bitch 2. Temari growled.

"What did you say Pinky." She said dangerously. Man I sure would like to see Psycho Bitch get her clock cleaned by Temari. That would be epic.

"You heard me." She replied snottily, though a bit more uneasily this time, taking notice of the dangerous aura around Temari. "Watch it bitch I'm not in the mood." Temari's voice was fricken scary and I was on her side. A couple passerbys had slowed down, watching the exchange in hopes of a fight.

"Okay, okay let's calm down everyone and go on our separate ways." I called out not wanting this to go farther. As much as I wanted to see Temari take Pinky down, I didn't want her to get in trouble. Evil, and I mean evil like the spawn of Satan, light green eyes turned toward me and glowered. "Shut up you stupid whore." My mouth fell open at Psycho Bitch's venomous words. Whoa…I turned toward Temari wondering if that really just happened and judging from her seriously pissed but shocked expression it did. Oh yes it did. My mouth flopped around a bit, attempting to respond but finding myself at a complete loss for words at that totally out of the blue insult. I got called an idiot and loser a lot but never a whore. This was new…and I really didn't like it.

"Yeah you hooked up with Sasuke-kun you cheap skank!" Ino joined in. I reeled back as if physically hit from the verbal blow. I didn't! I'm not like that! I am no skank! For some reason such a name hurt more any other name they could have called me. Maybe it was because it was one of the things I strived hard not be and now I was being called one.

"Shut up." Temari grunted. I looked over just in time to see Temari's fist crash into Ino's face, sending the blonde stumbling backwards. The blonde cried out in pain and surprise, her hands flying up to her face. Temari turned to Sakura who was backing away concerned for her own welfare, and not the least bit worried about defending her friend. "You too Psycho Bitch. Look in the mirror." She snapped at the scared pinkette. Shikamaru slung an arm over her shoulders and told her to calm down. He turned her around and looked at me, silently commanding me to follow him as he walked away from the scene. He paused though before he had taken two steps. He turned toward me and the whispering crowd that had gathered. "She probably can't look in the mirror," he began and I waited for him to say something profound and insightful like he usually did, "because her forehead's so grotesquely massive the glass will probably crack." He said before turning and continuing to walk away. With wide eyes I watched as Sakura grabbed her forehead self-consciously. The crowd burst into laughter (because let's be honest no one likes her) and she ran away down the opposite end of the hall, not giving her friend who was in some pretty good pain from Temari's punch (she hits hard!) a second glance. I glanced back at Shikamaru and seeing him already a good ways down the hall, hurried to catch up. Hell yeah Shika! You rock!

Brief Preview of next chapter:

Ignoring Sasuke is going great. He hasn't tried talking to me (though I was afraid he would after the car thing yesterday morning) and I haven't even looked his way. Its last period on Friday and I can't wait for the rave! It's going to be a blast! I really need to let lose all this stress that Sasuke has been causing me. Has it really only been a week since the teme had kissed me at the party? Whatever…Oh wait I'm ignoring his existence!...definitely not thinking about him..

Ah get out of my head stupid Teme!

Anywho…

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I apologize for the lack of Sasuke in this one. I wanted to give some of the other characters a little bit more screen time (well page-time…since it's a story..I don't know). Anyway there will be a TON in the next chapter. Please review and let me know if you liked it! By the way I just want to briefly mention that I do not actually hate Sakura. While I can't stand her in Naruto, I actually like her in Shippuden (sometimes she really annoys me though-can't she get it through her head that Sasuke doesn't like her and is perfect for Naruto! I mean jeez!). But yes this story will have loads of Sakura-bashing. Haha I guess it's a good thing I'm telling you 5 chapters into the story when it's basically a useless warning now.

Please Review and also I am working on a vampire Sasunaru piece (maybe oneshot)…I know so original right? ...but anyways I can't think of a title to save myself so if you have any suggestions let me know! It'd be much appreciated. And review…obviously!