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BEWARE: CHARACTERS ARE GOING TO BE A LITTLE OOC, BUT I LOVE MAKING GOOD OOCs!
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4E
Chapter 3
Normal P.O.V.
The boy named Gaara lifted his hand, capturing Hinata's attention. He had flaming red hair, flawless white skin and amazing aquamarine eyes. He had a red t-shirt over a black long-sleeved shirt, black leather pants and black, old Cult boots. A chain was around his neck with a padlock with a big G on it.
Above the chain was a black leather collar with small studs all over it. He had a piercing on the right part of his lower lip, who was connected by a light chain to an earring on his right ear (A/N: imagine Shin by "Nana" here); over his left eyebrow he had the red tattoo of the 'Ai' kanji.
The red shirt was slightly ripped off in certain points leaving not a lot of space for imagining what was underneath, and all the girls in the class nearly had a nosebleed when he stretched a little. He didn't have a jacket.
His red hair was a bit long, reaching his shoulders, but not long enough to be tied in a tail. From the front pocket of his pants you could see a part of a package of cigarettes, coming a little bit out, and a small, red and black lighter with a skull on it. The first impression the class got of him was… " OMG!!! HE'S A METAL-LOVER GUY!!!"…said from the most 2 annoying girls from this planet, also known as pinkie and blondie a.k.a. Sakura and Ino.
Gaara rolled his eyes in annoyance, the 2 girls were already getting on his nerves. He looked in front of him to see Hinata's reaction, and to say that she 'appreciated' it was small talking, because she had a huge blush on her face, and was trying to cover it by looking down, but she couldn't look away from him for too long.
Orochimaru looked at him like he was some kind of alien came from Mars and just landed in the middle of his class. Coughing a little to hide his reaction, he asked: "Well, Sabaku no Gaara…what brought you here? I thought that metal people like you went at the art school down the street…or am I wrong? And I was going to ask you too, Hyuuga Hinata, the same question…why did you two came here?"
The first to answer was Hinata: "Hmm…let's see…even if I think that none of this is part of your scholastic business, I'm going to answer to this anyway…" and with this she stood up, showing that she was a head smaller than Gaara, who was standing up too.
"I came to this school because my father, since I was small, looked down on me saying I was a disgraceful and weak person, unworthy of being his first born and always comparing me with my cousin and my little sister. One day, last year, I had had a bad day at school, and when I came back home my little sister chose to pick up a fight, so I snapped and reduced her to a heap of tears and blood on the floor- oh yeah my family has a dojo who invented his own style of martial arts, obtained by mixing together aikido, kendo and a lot of different fighting styles- and in that moment my father was passing by, wondering if it was me again who was crying and well…his face was priceless when he saw that his precious Hanabi had lost against me, the so called "Hinata the weakling". From that moment, he started to treat me like a human being…weird, isn't it, how people can change their behaviour so fast?" and she laughed bitterly.
"So I went to this school because it had always been my dream, and my father couldn't say a thing about this, since he is afraid that I might hurt him if he opposes my decisions...satisfied now, Orochimaru-sensei?" and she sat back down, crossing her arms in front of her with a huff.
Everyone in the class was wide-eyed (well, of curse not Kairi, since she knew the story all along).
Orochimaru thought: 'Indeed I have an interesting class this year…' and then said: "Okay…now, Gaara, why don't you tell us about you?"
Gaara put his hands on the desk, leaning on them: "I wanted to go to the artistic school, but unfortunately, my oh so adorable father made me go here, since my mother, who died when she gave me birth, was an excellent artist, went there, he didn't want me to go there because otherwise any time I would come back from school he would remember where I was and get depressed…also, in that time, I was having problems in school, because some guys were picking fights with me, but they always lost…so one day I got into a fight with the principal's son, and he wanted to pick that as an excuse to throw me out of the school…so my father and I made a deal: if he was going to convince the principal to keep me in the school, I was going to go to a school he would choose for me. He did it, and so that's why I'm here, period." And he stopped.
Everyone was looking at him with big anime style eyes: 'Oh fuck…I told them all the story…gotta make them forget it!' Giving everyone in the class the look, he said in a dead-like voice: "And now that you know it, if I catch you speaking about this with anyone, make sure to say goodbye to everyone you know…for that will be the last time you ever see them...got it?" and he glared evilly with a psychotic glint in his eyes around the class.
Everyone shuddered: "Yes, our evil master! We won't disobey your orders!"
Gaara nodded and sat down.
"Uhm…now that we know it, on with another person…ahh, yes…Itachi!"
A boy with long, black hair, rose his hand. His hair was pulled in a low ponytail at his nape, with two frontal bangs falling over his eyes. He had two deep bags under his coal black eyes, that showed he didn't sleep very much. He was wearing a dark blue t-shirt with the brand 'Nightwish' written on it in silver and blue.
He had old blue jeans with a black patch who said 'AKATSUKI', and a pair of black with small, red bats Vans. Hanging off his seat, there was a black leather jacket, who suspiciously smelled of smoke...( hmm wonder why XD).
"So, Itachi…like Deidara you decided to come back in this class? This makes me wonder… are Kisame, Tobi and Sasori still here?"
"Yes, Orochimaru-sensei, but they're in another class."
"Ah, I see. Well, why don't you introduce yourself at the class?"
"Fine. My name's Uchiha Itachi, and I'm 15 years old. Deidara and I didn't pass last year, so we stayed in this class. If you want to know anything else, ask Deidara." And he stayed silent.
"Okay…now who do we have here? Ah…Uchiha Sasuke? Are you Itachi's little brother?"
A guy with dark inky hair lifted his hand. He was shorter than his brother, and his hair was spiked in the back with two long bangs, longer than his brother's, were hanging in front of his face. He was dressed a lot like his brother, only that his jeans were black, his Vans were grey and black and his shirt was black with the brand 'Dream Theatre' written in orange and red.
His eyes were exactly like his brother's , only their shape was slightly different.
He said: "Yes, Orochimaru-sensei, I'm his little brother, I don't feel like telling you why I came here and I don't feel like telling you what are my dreams."
"Okay…now, our last students: Uzumaki Naruto and Yamanaka Ino!"
HA! I'm done with the chapter! It took me a really long time to do this…but now that I've got inspiration I think that the 4th one is going to be updated this week! Again, thank you all for your reviews-they really gave me some good inspiration! This chapter is short because I have a really high fever right now…geez, a fever on Christmas! Why me? Okay I'm done for now…please read and review!
Baci, Piisa