Who would've thought I'd cause such a riot?
Wait, I'm a riot...?
Oh man I crack myself up sometimes.
Looking at the bickering group in front of me, it's hard to believe everything was going great. I woke up before my alarm, Kakashi left me alone, we went to school on time and didn't hear from Tsunade like we assumed, I didn't get kicked out of any classes, I got to sit in my favorite spot on the rooftop for lunch, and I successfully tuned everyone out for the most part.
Yup, everything was fine until I went into the newsroom like a good boy.
"What do you mean we have to print this?"
"It's good entertainment."
"This isn't about entertainment you fag!"
"Sakura! Don't punch-"
"Shut up Hag."
"DON'T CALL MYSAKURA A HAG!"
"DON'T CALL ME YOURSAKURA!"
"Dickless and Hag."
You see, once I arrived I went straight to see Shikamaru, foolishly thinking I'd be able to leave earlier. However, the Sloth asked me to stay while he read the advice I gave back. Something about letting me know what I have to edit and whatnot. Not that I'd give two shits about it. Besides, I was under the impression that "editing" one's thoughts was censorship. Isn't that a big no-no?
"This is why I didn't want to be Editor…"
"Cut the depressed act and go hang yourself!"
"Go choke on your celery sticks."
"Shika! I can't believe you!"
"Stop it both of you! Stress makes me hungry!"
"OH REALLY!?"
"MY CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPS!! NOOOOOO!!"
Finally, when he was done he called Sakura over. I thought it was just to ask her to print my letters out or something. But apparently he wanted her to read them. I was so sure he wanted to show how well I did… until I saw Sakura's expression after reading my advice. "We can't print this!" was what she exclaimed amidst Shikamaru's repressed laughter.
"But it's funny!"
"You see!? Even he thinks so!"
"No it isn't!"
"But Sakuraaa! Yes it is!"
"I agree. It takes balls to print this, something you lack."
"I NEVER SAID I DIDN'T WANT TO PRINT THEM ASSHOLE!"
"Naruto just shut up!"
"No you shut up Kiba!"
"Suddenly defending your boyfriend Sakura?"
Of course, General Pink Loudmouth's war-cry then attracted Colonel Blonde Loudmouth and Lieutenant Idiot Loudmouth. Sakura then showed my letters to Ino and Naruto and it was Loudmouth heyday after that. Examples? "OH MY GOD! This is cruel!" or "What the fuck!? No it isn't!? SASUKE-BASTARD THIS IS HILARIOUS!"
Oh yes my letters are completely omgwtfbbq-worthy.
"Do you want to know why I don't like this?"
"No!"
"It goes against Hinata's memory."
"Christ Shino! It's not like she's dead or anything! Lighten up!"
"I'll light you up."
"… That was so wrong!"
Quickly enough my letters spread through the whole newsroom, spurring different reactions from everyone, thus resulting in this epic spit-spraying, name-calling-and-screaming match.
"GODAMNIT! I HAVE A DICK! I HAVE A PENIS! SEE!?"
"NARUTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"I can't see it."
"OH MY GOD! HELL-O NARUTO!"
"WHY!? My CHIPS! MY- WAAAHH! EW!"
"WHAT THE HELL!?"
"I'll get my camera."
"MY EYES! MY EYES! THEY BUUUUUURN!"
"SASUKE-BASTARD THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
…
Now that's disgusting.
They've brought in the big guns.
Or more accurately, the big gun found us.
"Never, NEVER have I seen such stupidity!"
You're so lucky Kurenai.
"Mrs. Saruto-"
"I'm not done yet!" she interrupted Kiba, who gulped and looked down at his knees. The only thing missing was the tail between his legs.
"I'm so disappointed! This isn't what I expect from all of you!"
I continued staring at her. Was it odd for me to find Mrs. Sarutobi attractive when she was upset?
"What are you smirking at Uchiha?" she snapped.
Damn it. That was hot.
"Nothing." I replied. Great, of all times for my mouth to betray me!
Laughter was heard from the hallway and we all saw Kakashi, Anko and Gai in hysterics. Kurenai huffed as she turned her back to us and slammed the door shut. She then let out a frustrated groan and pinched the bridge of her nose while muttering something to herself.
"Mrs. Sarutobi! We can expla-"
"Naruto." She rasped with a dangerous edge to her voice. "Don't. Talk."
"BUT SA-"
"I don't care! You've shared enough with us!"
Kiba snorted and Shikamaru and I quickly nudged him back into silence. Unfortunately, Chouji, oh so "discreetly", burst into laughter.
You might be wondering in what state we were in when Kurenai found us. To sum it up it was pretty ugly… and exposed.
The newsroom is situated on the third floor, right on the other end from the teacher's lounge. Since it's Friday and the day was done for most students, it was pretty quiet, until the screaming started. From what I'm guessing, the teachers heard the commotion and ran to see what happened. Only to find the eight of us in various states of disgust and shock, and a surprise visit from Naruto Jr.
Kurenai loudly sighed as she dropped herself heavily unto the seat of the front desk. "I already have a child at home…"
"Mrs. Sahruhdobi…" Sakura hesitated as she continued pinching her bleeding nose.
"It wond habben again!" Ino intervened, pinching her also bloody nose.
This time Shikamaru and Kiba joined Chouji in his laughter. I looked over at Naruto who was grinning smugly. Yeah go ahead idiot, inflate your head even more with air.
"Boys! Stop it!" Kurenai demanded. However, I could clearly see the amused smile on her soft, red… whatever, lips.
"I should give detention to all of you." she mused.
"NO!" the nine of us said in unison. Wow… I actually joined in…
"Well…" Kurenai chuckled. "I guess seeing Naruto in all his glory was punishment enough. Except for those two." She finished with a nod towards Sakura and Ino.
"Mrs. Sahruhdobi!" They exclaimed embarrassingly. The guys laughed a little more as I smirked. Whatever girls, your bleeding noses are proof enough.
She giggled and gently raised her hand up to quiet us down. "Good thing Hinata wasn't present, oh dear…" She added with a laugh. How did she manage to go from terrifying to nurturing in a couple of minutes?
"Tell you what," she said as she rose from her seat. "I won't punish any of you, but I expect you to resolve this mess. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes." We chanted. I hate to say I'm getting the hang of this speaking-in-unison thing…
"Good. I'll leave you to it then. However," she started as she paused at the door for dramatic affect. "Do such a display again Naruto, and you will be suspended."
And with that, her delectable butt left us.
Oh crap. I'm so going to hell for this.
I just checked out a teacher.
When everything was settled we all instinctively turned towards Shikamaru.
Everyone's opinion was taken into account. Every consequence was thought of, and every reaction possible was guessed. And I just wanted to leave.
"So Shikamaru," Sakura said as she wiped her nose clean. "What will it be?"
He looked at each of our faces, as though looking for anything that would give away our feeling on the subject. His gaze settled on me and I started back in apathy. He raised a brow and I responded with a glare. What the hell does he want? Couldn't he just give us an answer?
"So!?" Naruto asked impatiently. Well said.
Shikamaru smirked.
"We're printing them."
"When are you going to see her?" Sakura asked as she linked her arm around mine. I tried tugging it away but her hold was too strong. Damn gymnastics.
"Yeah Sasuke when are you?" Naruto asked. I smirked as I saw his arm linked around Sakura's as well.
"Today." I sighed. Since my letters are going to be printed, they thought it would be a good idea to get the ones Hinata has been writing and get our ideas together. That's going to be something…
"Aren't you working?" Naruto asked as he tried to hold Sakura's hand, who slapped it away.
"I called to say I wouldn't."
"What's your excuse?" Sakura asked.
"Mental scarring." I sneered.
Sakura laughed as Naruto yelled out a string of curses.
We continued walking for a while as they both talked about nonsense. I was glad I had a reason not to go to work today. I could have easily gone to see Hinata tomorrow, but I like to sleep in before going to work. Besides, it's not like I enjoyed working at Killer Movies. Even the video rental store's name makes me shiver. Killer Movies? Ugh. Owned by the equally cheesy, Samuel L. Jackson/Tu-Pac-wannabe, "Killer Bee". That guy couldn't rap to save his sad life.
"Oh!" Sakura suddenly exclaimed. "You got Hinata's number right? And address?
"Yeah Shino gave them to me."
Naruto let go of Sakura and walked backwards to face me. "OUH! Sasuke got Hinata's number!" he then continued humiliating himself by making kissing noises. I stared at the bystanders and glared at them. This was so embarrassing… Sakura finally let go of me to smack him. Nice!
"Ouch! Sakura!" Naruto whined as he rubbed his head.
"You should've just kept your mouth shut!" She spat as she quickly walked away from us.
"Aw! See Sakura! You don't like to hurt me!" he beamed as he threw his arms around her waist to bring her back to us, making her cheeks stain with pink.
"Whatever freak!" She said as she tried to pry his arms off.
I wonder how Sakura became one of the smartest students in school when right now she was completely clueless. When will she realize-
"Thanks for walking me to work Sasuke!" Sakura interrupted my thoughts as she skipped to her salon. I didn't even realize we were already here.
"Hey! I'm here too!"
"I didn't walk you to work." I retorted. "This just happens to be on the way to Hinata's place."
"Uh huh whatever you say." She teased. She went over to the door with Naruto following her like a dog. "By the way, you need a haircut soon."
"I'm not letting you cut my hair again." Yeah I know what you're asking yourself, why would I let her cut my hair? Well first of all it was free, and second of all, it was… free.
"You gave me these stupid bangs."
"They're not stupid!" Sakura defended. "They make you look hotter!"
"They make you look emo!" Naruto sniggered. "Ow! Sakura that hurts!"
I frowned and walked away from them. "You're dead tomorrow Idiot."
"Okay!"
I've never really ventured into the Mount Hokage part of Konoha.
I never had any reason to. I just figured the higher I went up the mountain the snobbier and richer the people would be.
But seeing as Hinata lives here, I guess I have no other choice.
I continued looking at the door as I leaned on the stone balustrade of the stairs. I was surprised it wasn't the mansion I thought it would be. It was an old-fashioned looking townhouse situated not too high nor too low on the mountain. It was made out of stone and had many windows covered by buttercup colored drapes; one would say it even looked charming. Ugh…
I cringed and lazily brought up a finger to ring the bell. The faster I get this over with the better. I just hoped she'd cooperate with me. Girls seem to have this gift of getting in my way. Like I said before, this is all her fault. I stepped back and placed my hands into my pockets while waiting for someone to open the door.
Oddly enough, no one did. I sighed and rang the bell once again. They probably didn't hear me. Besides, I remember Ino calling earlier to see if Hinata was home, and she was.
Three minutes. Still no answer.
I rang the bell twice and waited.
Nothing.
"What the hell?" I muttered. I flipped my phone open and dialed Hinata's cell number.
"H-Hello?" a meek voice answered.
"Are you home?" I demanded. I realize it wasn't the best way to introduce myself but I didn't care. It's not like we didn't know each other. And why should I be nice to someone who got me into this mess?
"I-Is this Sasuke?" she asked.
"No it's not Sasuke." I mocked as I rolled my eyes.
"Oh… wh-who is it?"
Is she stupid!?
"It's Sasuke!"
"Oh! Why did you say you weren-… never mind."
…
Idiot.
"Open the door." I spat. Silence replied. "Hello are you listening?"
"Beeeeeeeep." She hung up on me?
SHE HUNG UP ON ME!?
I went up to her door and banged on it. "I know you're in there! Open up!"
I angrily pushed the doorbell repeatedly. I'd show her! Who the hell was she to hang up on me!
"OPEN THE DAMN D-"
The door suddenly cracked open.
Oh goodie.
"About time." I scoffed.
"Sasuke?" her voice questioned, muffled by the door between us.
"Who else!?"
"Hi..." She mumbled.
"Are you going to let me in or not?" I snapped. Geeze, she was weird! I couldn't even see her because of the damn door!
"Well… yeah."
"So!?" I JUST WANT TO GET THIS OVER WITH! GAWD!
"D-Did you ever g-get the chickenpox?"
What the…
"The chickenpox." I repeated dumbly. I swear I would've had those sweat drops if I was animated.
"Yes."
I stared at the door for a moment. "Is this some kind of joke?"
"N-No! I just want- please answer…"
I raised a brow. "Uh… yeah?" I answered skeptically.
"Oh, okay."
"Why the hell do you want to kn- oh..." I trailed off. "Hinata?" I sighed, a little irritated as I tugged at my hair. "Do you have the chickenpox?"
"…Yes."
"Hmph." Oh hell I'm going to spend time with a sick person.
"I had the f-flu first though…"
Damn, no wonder she missed school for about two weeks.
"Sasuke?"
Is it me or does she sound like a mouse when she says my name? "What again?"
"P-Please don't laugh at me..."
I cringed. She just HAD to be endearing! I hate it! "It's only chickenpox. It's not a big deal."
"So you won't make fun of m-me?"
"No."
"Promise?"
Yuck, do I have to promise? "Whatever."
As though it was the magic word the door suddenly flung open. And yet I still couldn't see her since hid behind the door again. I smirked. Why did I have the feeling teasing her would be fun? If only I'd give in to such an immature thing.
I stepped in and looked around. My assumptions of it being cozy were right. It was clean, and smelled curiously of apples. Family pictures were hung on beige colored walls, and placed above a stone fireplace. Soft couches were positioned around an antique wooden table. And further away was an awesome plasma TV. From what I see, I was in the living room and further to my right was as staircase leading up to the second floor.
The door closed behind me and Hinata quickly walked away with her head down and her hood on. She looked like a Jedi. In a black velour tracksuit with the word Juicy printed on her back… but a Jedi nonetheless.
I followed her amusedly as we made our way past the living room and into the white kitchen. She went straight to one of the counters without looking back at me. "Do y-you want something to drink?" she asked as she took a steaming kettle and poured herself a cup.
"No."
"O-Oh… Umm is there s-something else you want?" she asked as she went to one of the cupboards to get a small jar. She had yet to face me, but I got sidetracked by the glimpse of her waist as she went on her toes to get it. Hmm, so underneath that big sweatshirt she had a body after all, not to mention her fitted pants made her butt look-
Okay, something's wrong with me. What is it with me and butts today?
"No." I replied, remembering her previous question.
"Are you s-sure?" she asked as she started to stir the contents of her mug.
I looked at her back. Was she planning on not looking at me the entire time I'd be here? How the hell would we get anything done?
"I want you to look at me." I said. I took a seat on the table and saw she piled up some of the letters I had to pick up.
"I w-will..."
"When?" I asked as I took some of the letters. She had around 20, not bad. I'd give them to Shikamaru on Monday. "I asked you a question." I added as I noticed her unresponsiveness. She still didn't answer.
"Am I that scary?" I demanded as turned to look at her.
"Yes. I mean ye- n-no! No! ...whatever the r-right answer is…" she fumbled.
I stared at her back incredulously as I bit my lip to fight the laughter in my throat. 'Whatever the right answer is?' She's hilarious! I was right; making this girl squirm is fun…Maybe I could indulge in a little bit of immaturity…
"I'm sorry…" She mumbled.
"I don't care." I shrugged. So she was afraid of me. Big deal. Wait a minute… she was afraid of me… and I like to see her squirm… I smirked as an idea, albeit stupid, popped into my head.
"After all, it's your fault I'm here to scare you with my presence." I said leisurely.
"I-I didn't m-mean it!" she meekly exclaimed to the wall.
"You can make up for the trouble then." I can't believe she seriously agreed about this being her fault.
"H-How?" she asked, her voice laced with hope. She was too nice for her own good.
My smirked widened as she stood on her toes yet again to place the jar back, giving me another exquisite view of her backside.
If I'm going to hell, I might as well enjoy the ride.
What the fuck is Sasuke thinking!? If he touches her...!
That fother mucker!
Too pissed to write anything else!
Inuzuka K.
I'm just having a bit of fun people. Geeze…
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Uchiha S.