Hey, guess what? Chapter two of "Camp Konoha" is up! (not like anyone cares :(( )

Kiba/ Temari/ Sai: Yay and hello to all our fans, we're now official characters that will appear in this chapter!

Shikamaru: Mendokse(sp?) (=troublesome)

ENJOY!!!!!!!!!

Chapter Two: Unusual bus trip

6:35 AM, Uchiha Sasuke's room

Bip! Bip! Bip- Bang!!

An angry fist smashed shut the noisy alarm clock. The pale, tired figure of a16 years old boy rose from under the covers. His dark eyes stared at the calendar pined on the dark blue wall of his room. It showed the first day of summer vacation, the first day of prison with all the problem students from the four institutions of the Konoha Highschools. He and Naruto were coming from West High, along with Shikamaru, who got sent to the camp for sleeping during school, Sai, because he let himself carried away by his artistic sense and repainted the school cafeteria, Kiba, who almost hospitalized a few guys for trying to touch his girlfriend, and his girlfriend-Katana (my rpg), who complained that the ones that should be sent to "that fucking lame excuse of a correction school" ,as she called it, were the perverts that "flirted" with her, not her boyfriend. All of the earlier mentioned students were in their second year of high school. From the third year came Temari, who seemed to be a much desired girl, but sadly very short tempered one. After hinting on her a few guys got kicked in their... err...devices.

Knock, Knock! The young Uchiha turned his attention towards the door. His mother's, Mikoto Uchiha, soft voice came from behind it:

"Sasuke-chan, come down to breakfast!"

Her son smiled. She wasn't angry at him, unlike his father. Actually, after his dad stopped scolding and comparing him to Itachi, his mother smiled warmly at him, telling him how proud she was for being brave enough to help his life long friend. Also she managed to shock Sasuke by telling him that the same happened to her.

After breakfast, that wasn't to pleasant due to Itachis superior smirk and his fathers, Fugaku, disappointed stare, he took his two huge pack bags, walked outside his house where the bus was waiting and shoved them in the luggage compartment of the vehicle. Stepping inside, he took in the surroundings. The green seats we're mostly taken by unfamiliar people, only two girls: Temari and Katana. No fan-girls for the summer. Relief took over him but he didn't show it, facial expression remaining emotionless.

"Oi, Teme! Over here!", Naruto's loud voice came from the very back of the bus, where the gang settled.

Sasuke sat down next to the window, Naruto sitting at his left, the row kept on with Kiba, who was sad because he was taking a whole summer away from Akamaru, Katana, that was desperately trying to cheer him up, and a deep sleeping Shikamaru. He spotted Sai earlier when at the front of the bus(he can get really sick sometimes on long trips), but didn't say hi because his "clone" was to busy drawing to observe anyways.

A soft, low sigh escaped his lips. The people here were damn noisy, in front with Naruto! He closed his eyes, retreating to a peaceful sleeping refuge, blocking the infernal sound of swears and yells, praying that he won't wake up with a drawn mustache on his face.

"Akamaru...", the Inuzuka kept muttering, as he stared with dull eyes at the floor. The girl next to him sighed, running a hand through her short, messy locks.

"Oh, come on Kiba! You've been whining about it all the way to the bus, cheer up already!, Katana shouted to him to cover the other voices that were already planning a party for when they reached the camp.

"Well maybe I don't want to cheer up, maybe I just want to keep it up with drowning in my own misery!", he snapped back at her, involuntary spitting, but just slightly.

"Gross! Kiba, please stop talking with precipitations!", she complained as she wiped off the saliva that landed on her almost unhealthy pale cheek, "Also, I'd like to apologize for not liking your current state of insanity...", she finished in a sarcastic note.

The dog lover remained silent, because he knew that it will take a while for her to talk or even listen to him again. 'I so need to apologize...', he thought. After all, she was much of the goody-good type, often shy with an instinctive fear of crowds, especially when they were noisy. After all, he knew that she has done a huge effort to actually speak her mind in front of someone like Lady Tsunade. After all, she is on her way to hell with a bunch of loud strangers- this being one of her worst nightmares- because of him, since he hasn't able to control him damn temper and-

"Hey", a soft voice sneaked to his ears, snapping him out of his thoughts, "I know what you're thinking and it's not your fault", his girlfriend smiled and he grinned. For once he was happy that she could read his mind like that.

"Hey, Temari, isn't that the boy that you like? That Shika-don't-know-how-guy?", a 17 year old guy asked.

"I don't like him and his name is Shikamaru.", the girl protested.

"Yeah, right.", the guy said as he returned to his seat.

The dirty-blonde girl blushed a little but regained her composure in a matter of nanoseconds. Turning her head backwards, three rows behind, she stole a fast glance at the sleeping pineapple prince (A/N: LOL!!!). Gulping, she checked her appearance: hair pulled in four pigtails at the back of her head as usual, a lavender t-shirt, light brown short shorts and sneakers. On her left hand she wore at least 10 different pastel colored bracelets. Looking at her lazy (A/N: no, not charming) prince again, she took in his looks: as expected, nothing special. Same pineapple-like pony tail, same silver earrings, same drool slipping out of his mouth as he breathed. He wasn't wearing uniform like she saw him at school, but a pair of olive colored shorts and a plain white tee. She frowned. How did she fall for someone like him?

In the front of the bus, Sai was dealing with a shade of disappointment. He has always dreamt of becoming a fashion designer, to see his sketches in material form. Yes, as much as he loved painting nature and, well anything, he wasn't planning on making it a carrier, but keep it as a free time pleasure. He always thought of these two jobs, the one above and being an interior designer. But just now, when he finally decided what he wanted, because it seemed that the teachers didn't appreciate his work on the cafeteria, he realized that he always used the same model, and despite the fact that he tried taking other faces, shapes and colors, he couldn't work on them! Sure, if he would find a real life model it would be easy, but life was never simple, and Sai simply knew that his muse wasn't real. That imaginer girl was the only one that inspired him, when even the big beauties of the world seemed banal for him, but she didn't exist! He saw a goddess, with long, long platinum blonde hair, sky blue eyes, slim, nice shaped body and soft rosy skin. That has been, was, and most probably will always be his idea of feminine perfection.

A sigh escaped his dry lips and he turned to see how people here were dressing. As expected, banal, loose clothes, hair done with gel and completely unfashionable outfits. His friends were also carelessly dressed. Naruto was wearing an orange sleeveless shirt and jeans shorts, a black cap somewhat taming his uncombed hair. He was acting like a clown, unsurprisingly. Sasuke preferred darker colors, like shades of blue and black, but in rest his outfit was similar to the blonde's one. Kiba wore a rather baggy short sleeved hood and dark brown shorts. Apparently he got aver the break up with Akamaru. Katana, who he wasn't in good relationships with (because she affirmed that you can't choose your friends by what they wore, and called him superficial), wore a black tank top that had a strange design, almost as if someone splashed it with baby blue and white paint, and boyish black shorts. He decided that it was for the best not to comment on Shikamaru's outfit.

As for himself, he wore a pretty cool t-shirt with an eye-catching, self-designed model of lines, spirals and some kanji. His faded jeans went along perfectly. Another sigh. Maybe he was superficial.

Moving on, Shikamaru had sweet dreams of his perfect family. His wife was obviously Temari. The kids, a boy and a girl, had her looks but his hair color. After making sure they were well tucked in they cozy covers, he and Temari went to their bedroom – SPALSH!!

At the sudden felling of wetness, he woke up startled. Hearing laughter, he looked around the bus to see everybody laughing, some even pointing, at him and Sasuke- who was just as wet as him.

"Hey, the sleeping beauties, 'bout time you woke up! We're reaching the camp in an hour!", Naruto shouted a little too loud, a balloon filled with water in his hand.

The next second from that, Sasuke was beating the shit out of Naruto, the crowd around them cheering and placing bets. By the time they were separated, Shikamaru observed that it was a quarter past nine by his watch, and that his dream girl was looking at him. He raised his head to face her, but the older girl turned away.

At around ten o'clock they arrived at the camp. Taking their bags out of the bus they stepped slowly though the gate. The camp was surrounded by an electric fence of spiny wire. There were a lot of large wooden chalets and a few in a special area, apparently as big as a regular classroom. Thirty minutes later, the other two buses from Konoha East and North High arrived. By a miracle it seemed that South High didn't register any delinquents this year. Soon enough, the introduction to the camp rules and classes started. To Naruto's horror, Anko was the one assigned to that and her expression became very angry as he spotted him.

Hey, I think I did better on this chapter! PLEASE REVIEW AND SUBSCRIBE! IF YOU THINK I NEED TO IMPROVE IN A SPECIFIC POINT, PLEASE SAY IT!!

Oh, I forgot the disclaimer! Who wants to do it?

Lee: I shall do it, my youthfull friend! SilentRainFm doesn't own Naruto! If she did Anko and Kakashi would already have a child!

HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!!!!!!!!!!!