Naruto looked around the room with mild interest, it was now Monday morning and he had not encountered the 'boy' for the rest of Sunday. It sort of worried him. Not that he was worried over a voice, but worried that he made it up.

But that voice, when it spoke he could tell there was something to deeper to the tone of his voice. He may seem slow to the quick eye of an outside party but he was actually quite smart. Thinking over what the boy had said to him, it made him even more interested in trying to find out his identity. Yet, the voice had retreated it seemed.

He seemed and finished buttoning up his orange long sleeved shirt and made his way towards the stairs. Before he opened the door to leave the basement he now knew as his room, he looked back down towards the empty space, "Have a good day."

He quickly opened the door and stepped into the rest of his home, he felt ridiculous for saying that. Almost as if he was a five year old talking to his imaginary friend. His adoptive father, Kakashi, walked towards him with a teasing gleam in his eye and Naruto quietly waited for whatever was coming. "Would you like a ride to your first day of school?"

I could hear the amusement in his voice, "I hate you."

"Oh, so you want to walk?"

I grumbled something and walked into the kitchen grabbing an apple. Iruka looked towards me and then glared at Kakashi, "You're bringing him to school."

Kakashi walked forward putting his arms around the brunette's waist and kissed his cheek, "I just like teasing him, and of course I would have even given him a ride."

"Iruka, he's lying. He would have made me walk."

He nodded to me, "That's why he's sleeping on the couch tonight to think of what he's done."

"I haven't done anything! You can't keep me out of the bedroom already!"

I giggled to myself, "But Kakashi, he just love teasing you."

He stopped his whining and glared at our chuckling forms, "I hate you both."

I walked through the hallways of the new school with a map and my classes for the year. I noticed some of the white walls had things about clubs, where others had a picture of a boy with writing under it. I didn't bother to read what it said, but the picture. It was stunning to say the least. The boy had pale skin. Dark eyes that looked like they could pull anyone into a trance. His lips looked soft, and everything about him screamed good looking.

I gulped stopping in front of the classroom that would be my first class of the day. I attempted to open the door only to find it looked, I quietly knocked on it three times. I stepped back from it and waited for a teacher to open the door. I was met with the face a young man, not teenage young but in his late twenties young. He had long black hair pulled into a pony tail and was wearing a long sleeve black button up shirt with black dress pants and a white tie on. "May I help you?"

I coughed slightly, trying to keep what was in my stomach there. "I'm new here."

"Mr. Uzumaki?"

I nodded, "I'm Mr. Uchiha, please come in."

I nodded walking into the classroom, I gulped when all eyes watched me walk in and stand in the front of the room. I kept my eyes down on the ground and tried to stop the blush from forming on my cheeks. Although I was usually in everyone's face by now, I couldn't fight back the nerves and upset feeling in my stomach.

"You may take the seat in the back."

I nodded and was glad he didn't introduce me to the class; I silently hoped the rest of the teachers wouldn't either.

I bit my lip and tried to listen to the main drone on about math. Fortunately, he was going over something we went over at my old school and I was fairly good at so I didn't need to pay much attention.

I still felt eyes on me and I looked around the room at the other student. A brown haired, tan boy was staring at me. I smiled lightly at him, and he returned it with a grin and a wave.

I smiled to myself and waited for the bell to ring as Mr. Uchiha continued on with his lecture. Then in the middle of his sentence the bell rang and the students quickly piled out of the room, I followed suit looking down at my list of classes, only to me knocked into. I looked up to see the brown haired boy grinning, "My name is Kiba!"

I smiled, "Mine's Naruto."

He laughed, "Fish cakes?"

I glared at him, "You got a problem with it?"

He took my list of classes and looked down at them, "You're next class is with me!"

He grabbed my upper arm and dragged me down the hallway, "This teacher is a total creep not to mention, his class is so hard."

"What's his name?"

"Well, I call him bastard most of the time," he chuckled, "but you should probably just call him Mr. Sannin."

I titled my head, "Like the principal?"

He nodded, "Brother and sister."

I stayed silent the rest of the way and let him continue to drag me. When we entered the classroom, a pair of yellow eyes looked down at me almost causing me to shudder at the uncomfortable feeling that filled me. "I am Mr. Sannin, the chemistry teacher. You must be Mr. Uzumaki."

I nodded, and he continued to speak, "You may introduce yourself to the rest of the class and then take an empty seat."

I gulped and faced the class, a light blush filling my tan cheeks, "I am Naruto Uzumaki."

I then sat down quickly next to Kiba.

The class droned on and I silently took notes on the notebook I now deemed as my chemistry notebook. Then the bell rang and Kiba once again was dragging me to my next class telling me the room was right next to his next class room. "I've never had this teacher before must be new."

I nodded and he showed me the classroom and then waved and went to his. I walked in and glared at the teacher, "You never told me you work her, you bastard."

The classroom went silent.

"I wanted to see your face."

"Now that you seen it, go quit."

"Then how will I pay for your ramen?"

"You won't, but Papa will."

Kakashi grinned, and pushed Naruto towards a seat. "My name is Mr. Hatake. I am new here, along with my adoptive son, Naruto over there."

"Now I have been filled in on what you have learned so far in this class of teamwork, and it is complete bullshit. Pass in your textbooks."

Naruto's jaw dropped, "This class is about teamwork?"

Kakashi grinned, "And if you skip it, I'll fail you."

Naruto glared, "Are you even certified to teach this?"

"Close enough."

And with that the class continued.

Lunch was a quick affair in which I introduced to Kiba's friends, who I quickly took a liking too. Shino was quiet but when he did say something it had me laughing. Shikamaru was lazy but apparently was extremely smart. Then there was Choji, who was stuffing his face the whole time.

The rest of my day was boring and unimportant to me and I was on my way to the classroom that now belonged to my Father. I growled to myself kicking a can that was in the hallway. I sighed walking up to it and picking it up. I looked for the nearest trash can and walked towards it; I tossed in the can and glanced up at the wall.

The boys picture was there and this time I was close enough to read the text underneath it, "May our prays and thoughts go to Sasuke Uchiha's recovery." I raised a brow, Uchiha?

I felt a presence behind me and quickly turned around, Kakashi smiled at me, "Ready to go home?"

I nodded.

I fell into my bed with a sigh. My eyes were almost shut when I heard a crash in the room. I quickly sat up and my bag was now on the ground instead of the stairs. "…Hello?"

"Hi."

I sighed and looked down at the floor, "Where have you been?"

There was a small chuckle then he spoke, "Did you miss me?"

I shook my head quickly, "N-no! I thought I was insane though."

I felt a hand play with a few strands of my hair, "I'm real."

I bit my lip, "Can you please just tell me your name? It feels awkward talking to something without a name."

The invisible fingers stopped playing with my hair, "No."

"But.."

There was a growl and I was picked up and thrown against the wall, "No. names."

"That's unfair when you already know mine."

I was shocked when I felt air hit my face, warm air. "You breathe."

"Of course I do, dobe, I'm alive."

"B-but…"

He sighed, "It's far too complicated for your brain to comprehend."

I glared into the nothingness in front of me, "I'm not stupid, asshole."

"You'll leave."

I felt the urge to look up, almost as if I knew what I was staring at wasn't his eyes, "I won't."

"One look at me, you'll leave like the rest."

I raised my hand out in front of me and was able to rest it on a shoulder; it was higher than mine indicating the boy was taller than me. "For some reason, I don't think I will."

"Sasuke."

I drew intake of air, "That sounds familiar."

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