Chapter 1 (preview)

"Sakura-kun!"

Sakura turns around to see his childhood friend blonde of a baka: Naruto.

The Uzumaki has her hands on her hips, still trying to catch her breath from running miles and miles to catch up with Sakura-kun. "You're so unfair!" she pouts cutely, "Sakura-kun pinky-promised that we would walk to school together." She says, at the entrance gate to their university. Sakura smirks.

"Not my fault if you're late on your first day. Here, let me see your schedule."

Sakura looks over it with a nod of approval.

"Guess we're sharing a dorm." He says suddenly. Naruto sputters on her water bottle, spit flying everywhere.

"W - WHAT?" she screams, ecstatic beyond belief. Sakura puts a hand to his chin contemplatively.

"Hm, me and Sasuke-chan share a dorm already, but you're now our new room mate. Congrats," he says, clapping her back.

Naruto nods numbly, her heart skipping a mile a minute. 'Me? And Sakura-kun? Together in the same living complex?'

Naruto covers her face, her face turning red like a tomato as she walks beside THE Sakura-kun. 'He's so...HOT. His wild, pink hair. His high cheekbones~! His flawless pale skin. A - and he's so...deep...And his prince-like features are to die for!' (This, my friends, is fangirl language. This is how they talk.) 'N - no! Snap out of it! I'm not another one of his fangirls! EEEEEEEEEEEE!'

As they're walking to the office, she collides into someone right around the corner(I'm sorry for using this overused trope! I had to! I swear!)

"N - Naruto - chan? Are you OK?" a small voice asks timidly, reaching out a hand to her. She takes it and looks up in shock. It's one of the Hyuga twins. And the other is standing right next to him. "M - my name is Hinata-kun. W - were were in f - first g - grade, remember?" The boy with the white eyes and purple bowlcut asks with a small smile. "Heh he. I remember you! We used to swing together on the sets all the time," Naruto says, looking past his shoulder with a faraway look on her face.

She scratches the back of her head, and smiles sheepishly.

"A - anyway! Nice seeing you an' all, but I've got a room with Sakura-kun! And a principal to see! See ya!" She shoves a sticky note to his chest and makes a run for it. Sakura follows, if only with a roll of his eyes. Hinata looks after them sadly, reading the numbers over. His heart skips a beat.

"NARUTO!" Sakura says, hands on his hips. "You can't just hand off phone numbers to strangers. God, you're such a blonde sometimes. I can't even." Naruto hums to herself, swinging her arms back and forth. Today's a good day. She gets to walk side by side with the love of her life, AND also reunited with a childhood friend of hers.

And then you ask yourselves,

What could possibly go wrong?

Well...EVERYTHING. (in a nutshell)

They're inside a small office. A brunette man named Shizune opens the door for them, holding a stuffed pig to his chest. Why, even Misashi Kishimoto didn't know.

"There you are, you blond brat."

Naruto stops in her tracks. Turning around slowly, she swore she almost felt her soul leave her body. She gulps audibly, and her eyebrow twitches nervously. "Heh heh...Tsunade-baa-kun!" She sweatdrops. "Didn't think you'd work here!"

Tsunade crosses his arms, with a sour look on his face. As if the man had just sucked a lemon. Next thing Naruto knew, his grandfather's nostrils flared and stream flared out of his ears. It was NOT a pretty sight to look at, that's for sure.

"Don't you dare call me that!" The blonde man shouts, slamming a fist on his desk, hands through his hair as he leans back. His amber eyes flashed dangerously.

"You knew what you signed up for when you got the job, gramps." Naruto humphs, pouting cutely. "'Sides, no matter how sexy you look, you're still an old man. Just like Pervy Sage!" Tsunade whacked a fan atop Naruto, as he leant across his desk.

"ITAI!" Naruto screamed, hands on her head. "That hurt like hell!"

"Knock it off, you brat! You damn well deserved it," Tsunade sighs, "I've got better things to be doing with my time than to deal with an idiot of a relative like you. Shizune," the brunette looked up. "Hmm?"

"Send in the Uchiha for me." The old man says stiffly, fanning against his oh so perfect face.

"Which one?" Shizune asked, looking through his files for the specific student. "Oh, you know," the blonde drawled, picking at his nails with pursed lips. "that

"Oh, her. Right away, mister!" Shizune salutes, closing the door behind him. Tsunade slumps against his desk chair, and puts a pen to his mouth.

'Wait, Sasuke-chan?' Inner Sakura thinks with hearts in his eyes, 'oooh, I can't wait! Ino-pig is going to be so mad at me, but I don't care. I'll take a chance with Sasuke-chan any given day! Cha!'

"Well, Haruno. I think it's time for you to go to class." Sakura sputtered; spit flying everywhere. "Wh - WHAT?!

"You're going to be late for classes," Tsunade peered at him through his horn-rimmed glasses he had slipped on, unnoticed. "Unless, you'd like to be excused as absent, hmm?"

He was laughing his arse off internally at the player boy's face scrunch up; struggling to accept a day without the "love of his life".

"Uh, I'LL BE THERE, SHANNARO! Good luck, you baka!" He shouts to Naruto, as he bolts past the door and through the hallways. Naruto has a cloud of doom over her head when he leaves. 'Sakura-kun, the man of my dreams, always calls me an idiot...'

'Kids these days...' Tsunade thinks to himself, downing a bottle of sake. "Well," he hiccups in his hands, "Well, she should be here any minute from now."

The door opens, and the brunette walks in and has someone with him.

The blonde couldn't remember a time when her head spun so fast; twin tails flailing all over the place as she stared at the newcomer.

'W - WOAH!' Naruto thinks, her face feeling hot. A tall, slender black-haired girl stood in the doorway. Her long hair was tied back into a ponytail, and her eyes were as black as onyx. She had the bod of only a man's wildest fantasies. Her form-fitting grey school uniform hung over a dark-blue skirt. A purple rope was tied around her waist; which struck as odd to the students of Konoha since that was a symbol of Sound.

"Hn, dobe," she says arrogantly, walking over to her with an air of superiority. She flipped her hair back, and extended a hand out to hold.

"Let's go."