Sasukec: As promised, more sasunaru on the way for the rest of this week :)

Enjoy chapter 7!

"Please come see me, Mr. Uzumaki."

The blonde's head shot up with a line of drool still residing on his chin.

"One point seven, seven, two, zero, zero, four-!"

"I did NOT ask for the square root of pi, Naruto! I asked you to please come and see me." Half of the class snickered at Naruto's mistake.

Naruto still slightly confused, nodded and walked up to Mr. Umino. After the blonde yawned lightly he waited for Mr. Umino to speak.

Mr. Umino looked the same as he did two years ago when he first met Naruto. He was the police officer that had questioned the blonde and Hinata after those events with Orochimaru. Naruto still shudders and feels a burning sensation in his stomach every time he thinks of that snake-like man. It was the kind of memory that could still hurt him today. And not just emotionally. Those kinds of memories really just suck. But, as for Iruka's story, he must have decided to quit the police force and start a career as a history teacher. Naruto couldn't imagine why, but here he was, being the blonde's Foreign Country Histories teacher. Oh such a bond they shared…

After a moment of Naruto staring blankly at his history teacher, (man, did that bed at home sound awesome…) Mr. Umino finally cleared his throat then handed Naruto a yellow piece of paper. Naruto looked it over; it was a signature form for a school trip to Italy. It read:

'Ever wanted to see Italy, but never had the time to get away from your own school schedule? Or do you just want to see the many beauties of Rome for its own sake? Now you can with Konoha's Annual School Trip to Rome, Italy! Not only will this field trip be full of adventure, it will be filled with knowledge of ancient Roman times, architecture, and law! Don't miss out on this once in a lifetime-'

The blonde stopped reading so he wouldn't blow his brains out. He looked up from the yellow paper and raised an eyebrow at his teacher.

"Um… Why'd you give me this, Mr. Umino?"

"I thought that maybe since you are failing my class that you do not want to be in here again anymore than you have to… Am I correct?"

The blonde still didn't know where his teacher was going with this.

"Uh, yeah sure."

"I will offer you extra credit – enough to pass my class – if you go on that trip-"

"No way!"

"Let me finish, Mr. Uzumaki!"

Naruto kept quiet after the look Mr. Umino had just given him.

"As I was saying… If you go on this trip you will get the extra credit you need. But, that alone is not quite enough. I want you to journal each and every day you spend in Rome. What you have learned, what you have done, what you have seen, and the places you have been. I, myself, will even be paying the funds needed for this trip.

"I hope you will take this into much consideration? I do not normally offer this to many students."

Naruto looked at Mr. Umino for a moment, then back down to the paper as he was then locked in thought.

If I go on this trip, I'll have to document everything down… But I'll be able to get extra credit… And I'll pass! Plus, I'll leave this town and not even be remotely close to that creep, Itachi. It's a two birds, one stone thing…

'Don't miss out on this once in a lifetime opportunity to see Rome! The plane takes off on November 13 and we will all return home on November 20. An entire week of the sights of Rome!'

It still felt cheesy to the blonde, but it seemed perfect to him at the same time. He felt like this really was a once in a lifetime chance. And, maybe, just maybe, Itachi would forget all about the blonde while he was gone.

"I'll do it."

Mr. Umino smiled as he handed the blonde a pen and he signed the paper. After Naruto finished signing the paper, he handed the paper back to his teacher.

"I think you've made a very good choice here, Mr. Uzumaki. We will all meet at the airport at 8 AM. Our plane leaves at 9. Is that understood?"

The blonde nodded as Mr. Umino handed him a piece of paper that he had jot down the information Naruto would need to have. After receiving the information, Naruto went back to his seat, possibly actually excited for this trip.

What the…?

A yellow piece of paper was spotted by coal black eyes on a desk. His desk. Sasuke sat down on his desk then picked the paper up.

A trip to Italy? Who the hell left this here?

Sasuke read it over, ignoring the multitude of voices around him. Then, an idea struck the Uchiha like no other. Go to Italy, get away from this town, get away from Naruto. A week away from school, his job, stress, his ex, and any other things that were failed to mention.

I'm not usually the type to want to go on these stupid school things… But it's a chance to get away from this goddamn town.

The brunette folded the paper until it was small enough to fit into his back pocket. The moment he stuck it in his pocket, the bell rang and his class started. For once, the Uchiha felt a slight smile tugging at his lips.

A trip to Italy? Thanks whoever left it here.

Sasukec: Gotta love that irony, eh? :D

I know you're all tired of my excuses, so I won't use any. I'm such a bad person! D: But I know you'll keep reading anyway ;)