I wake up, and the ground below me seems to bob up and down. Only then does my brain figure out that I'm being carried. Wait. A lock of black hair falls at my side. Oh, god. Sasuke? He's carrying me?
Without warning, I jump off onto the ground. I turn, and see an annoyed Sasuke staring at me. But before he can talk, I cut in.
"Erm, Sasuke? Hey, thanks for telling me about the other lessons. I really appreciate it. Also, thanks for sparring with me. See you." I say, turning around and leaving discreetly so his horde doesn't discover me.
The next day, I walk to school alone. I'm still pretty embarrassed by what happened yesterday, even though I don't understand why. He just carried me. That's all, right?
As I head to school, I can feel the stone cold glares of fangirls. I almost smile, but manage to keep it inside of me so they won't be offended. But once they spot Sasuke, they horde around him, snapping greedy pictures, swooning and yelling, "MOE!" I know what that means in Japanese, which makes it all the more laughable.
But I remember my agreement as Sasuke's bodyguard. I just need to make him do something for me. Well, if I be his bodyguard/fangirl killer, then he could train me to become better. Sighing, I sneak up behind the fangirls, and shoot a blast of water from my palm, spraying it on the ground and on the fangirls. I run away, snickering at their freaked out expressions. They scramble faster than a cat from a bathtub.
"Nice." Sasuke complements me in his own way. This simple word from Sasuke renders me stuttering and blubbering like a fool. I turn away, instead heading toward Naruto. In a way, I'm glad he likes Sakura and not me. He won't end up banging heads with Sasuke, even though a small part of me still thinks that he might.
"Hey, Naruto. How are ya?" I greet him.
"Great! I passed the entrance exam, ya know!" he smiles, a big grin that almost splits his face in half.
"Something happened late last night, and I ended up passing!" Naruto explains as we smush into the doorway. I head to my class, and hear the excited babble of chatter about the team selection. Filing in the class, we're greeted by Iruka-sensei.
"Hello again, class. Because today the teams will be selected, we'll be following a different schedule. First, I'll tell the teams, and which room you're to go to. Once you assemble with your team, you will go to said room. There, wait for your sensei." he instructs us.
"Team 1!"
"Team 2!"
"Team 3!"
"Team 4!"
"Team 5!"
"Team 6!"
"Team 7! Sasuke Uchiha-" an uproar erupts from the hardcore fangirls, and I roll my eyes. After silencing them, he starts again.
"Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, and-" a hush settles, and even with me here, I still think it'll be Sakura.
"Maiya Akimoto! You'll be in Room 2." my eyes widen. Wailing shouts begin to fill the room, and I regret ever coming to the Naruto world. I can feel all the glares and leers from the fangirls penetrating through my back. I compose myself, bracing for Sakura's attack.
"Wait, but WHY? Why am I with him?" Naruto complains.
"Sasuke, you got the highest scores of anyone. Naruto, you scored the lowest. And Maiya, you're the best pick for making them work together!" Iruka explains. When Naruto's test scores are revealed, the class erupts in laughter. I feel bad for Naruto, although thankfully he seems used to it.
I grab both Naruto and Sasuke by the arms and practically yank them out of here. Of course, being between them I can see the rivalry of eye power, a suspiciously strong lightning-like streak connecting between their eyes. I resist laughing.
"Guys. We're in the same team. We need to work together, or else we won't get anything done. You need to put your rivalry to rest and focus on being a good team." They both seem to relent, to my relief. I don't want to become a Sakura trying to help them.
We go in Room 2, and soon Naruto begins to become restless. Then Sasuke. I try to be a good, or at least mediocre example, but I've always been hyperactive. We all pace, and Naruto comes up with the plan to stick a chalkboard cleaner in the doorway.
"Once the sensei comes in, they'll never notice it!" Naruto cackles. Sasuke smirks and doesn't help Naruto, but I do. I carefully climb up the door and wedge it in between the door and the top of the doorhinge. A couple minutes later, the sensei comes in. I know the prank is lame, but he does fake falling for it. Naruto falls on the floor laughing maniacally, while Sasuke teases him about being a dobe. I let them do their thing. They're rowdy Naruto world boys, after all.
"Hi, guys. I'm Kakashi Hatake. Your new teacher." Kakashi-sensei sounds amused.
We all greet the teacher. To my surprise he tells us where to meet tomorrow morning.
"7:30 AM. Training grounds. Tomorrow morning. See you." Kakashi walks off, reaching for his perverted book. I can almost see a very faint streak of red trailing from his nose. So that's why he wears a mask. Hehehehehe.
We disperse, saying bye to each other. I walk out of the Academy, but two angry girls stalk up to me.
"Why are you here, on the same team as our Sasuke-kun?" They yell at me. I resist the urge to smirk and instead keep an even, serious expression.
"Well, maybe because-" I begin. I'm cut off from the girl on the right.
"I challenge you to a fight! Whoever wins won't be bothered anymore by the loser." She declares. Several more pairs of curious eyes drift over to us. I can feel one pair zoning on me, but I'm too absorbed to tell who it is.
We back away from each other. I have to admit, for a fangirl, she's pretty okay. She alternates swiping at me and lunging. I switch between jumping and clawing, almost like a cat. A crazy idea forms while I'm in the thick of the fight. I slip a hand behind my back, slowly gathering chakra, accumulating without either of them knowing. Then, when they drop their attention to plot something, I slip my other hand, and alternate giving chakra from both hands. Then, when I feel the water sphere is large enough, I shoot it at them with what I hope is formidable force. They still haven't finished whispering to each other when the huge water sphere crashes into them. Their faces panic, and they hold up their arms, but it's no use. The water slams into them. They fall, humiliated. I sort of feel bad for them, but they called the challenge, and I responded. I walk away, heading to my apartment.
Sasuke meets up with me, actually smiling.
"You actually beat them." He smirks.
"Well, it wasn't hard. They didn't have much time to train when they were fawning over you." I explain. By the hurt look in Sasuke's face, I know I said something wrong. My tongue was hard to control, and this was just another example. I stutter, which is pretty rare.
"God! Sorry, Sasuke, I'm so sorry." I hesitate, then reach my arm out to pat his shoulder. Just a small, gentle pat. Then, flustered, I run the rest of the way.
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