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Chapter 5: What the Hell

Sakura's P.O.V

"Well, ma chérie. This is not a probem for Claude," I smiled, "Except for the fact that it is in such a short time."

I frowned.

"Maybe, you could wear this just for today and leave the rest here and pick them up when school is over."

"Claude, I have to make a huge impression on those Konoha bi-"

He looked at me warningly, he didn't like when I cursed. He always says, "Mademoiselle! A beautiful young lady, such as yourself, must not use such foul language! It corrupts the pureness of the heart and soul."

If that's the case, then my heart and soul must be black! I had to choose my words carefully.

"Awful girls, I must make a huge impression on those awful girls from Konoha." I held my head high as I said those words, he nodded in approval.

Since I didn't really have a mother figure in my life, Claude taught me my manners. And I'm grateful for that! I would rather have my dad gay and call Claude my mother instead of Kozakura being my mother! The slutty bitch that she is!

He sighed, "Alright, I'll tell you what. You leave the other four uniforms with moi, and I will fix this one up quickly."

I hugged him in response. I mean, you couldn't resist not to! Yeah, he's gay, but he has all of the female population at his feet! Not to mention the male's.

Why? 'Cause he's fucking hot! It's like Cupid hand crafted every detail of him, making him a fucking sex god! He has blonde hair, baby blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, is well-built, and not to mention he has a sexy french accent!

"I am taking that as a 'oui'," I nodded, "Good!"

He raised my skirt slighty, "Now, we want something about mid-thigh."

"Yeah, it says 'hot', but not 'slut'."

"Precisely," he agreed.

He then went to my shirt, "For this," he grabbed some of it so it seemed tighter than it actually was. "Is this too much ?"

I shook my head, he then released it and took some measurements. I changed into my jogging suit. His co-workers took care of the garments from there.

He turned to me, "As for the ribbon," he looked at it, then at me, "Ma chérie, may I style your hair?"

"Yes, you may." I answered politely.

I sat down as he fiddled with my pink locks.

He made gentle curls on the ends and parted my bangs off to the left side. He put a ruby barret on the right side so the hairs that were too short didn't stick out.

"What are you going to do with the ribbon?" I asked curiously.

He took my loose hair and laid it on my right shoulder. Then he tied the ribbon around my hair, making a low side ponytail.

I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring his work, but I felt that something was missing.

"Would you like me to ehance your beauty with cosmetics?" Claude asked, as if knowing already.

I noticed something. I looked familiar, I looked like someone that I knew. I looked like my mother! I didn't like that!

"Yes, but I want it subtle." I answered harshly, due to the fact that when my mother was young she looked almost exactly like this.

Claude understood, he knew my mother well. He was her stylist. Until her husband, Alfred, got her a personal one. Though, in my opinion... she's not that great. Nothing compared to Claude!

Claude added mascara, fine eyeliner, and pink lipgloss.

"Is that good?" he questioned.

"It's fine," I said. He looked like he wanted to hear more than just 'fine', I smiled, "It's perfect!"

He nodded in satisfaction. One of his co-workers brought him my uniform, he thanked them then gave them to me and pointed toward the changing room.

I came out of the dressing room then started to strut with attitude, pretending to be a top model on a runway. Claude clapped while laughing.

He signaled me to twirl with a rotational movement of his fingers. I obeyed and twirled for him. He smiled in awe.

"Moi, I have made, yet another, fair maiden joyful. Haven't I?" He adjusted my hoop earings.

I nodded, "Yes, Claude! You sure have!"

"Good! Now go show those chiennes (A/N: Bitches) what you are made of!"

I laughed while he pulled me into a quick hug.

I was nearing the Hidden Leaf Academy. I pulled into the parking lot and I noticed that I wasn't the only one that "fixed" my uniform.

I parked next to an old van and a jet black 2011 Mustang V6. I grabbed my black Louis Vuitton handbag and locked the car before taking a deep breath.

'Huge impression, Sakura!' I thought, 'Show these bitches what you're made of!'

I boldly walked towards the entrance of the building, holding my head high. Also, making sure I looked seductively at the same time.

I got whistles from many guys and girls would hit their boyfriends just because they were staring.

And I was enjoying every second of it.

I felt someone come behind me.

"Come on. I'll show you where the principle's office is."

I recognised that voice. It belonged to my boyfriend, Sasori."

I smiled. He took my hand and led me to the office.

Sasuke's P.O.V

"Sasuke-kun!" Ino called, Karin was with her.

"..."

"Sasuke-kun! Tell Karin what she missed on Saturday!"

"..."

"Sasuke-kun?"

"Hn."

"Mou, Sasuke-kun! Why don-"

"Ino! Karin!" Ami interrupted.

I guess she spotted me as well.

"O-oh! Sasuke-kun, I didn't know you were here!" She suddenly became glued to my side.

"Ami, what do you want?" Karin asked, slighty harsh.

"Oh, right! You'll never guess what I saw!"

"Ooh! What? What? What?" Ino asked repeatedly. The bitch loved gossip.

"The new girl's such a slut!" Ami responded.

This got meinterested.

"You mean the one with the pink hair?" Karin asked, her hands clenched into fists.

'Pink. What an unusual hair color.'

"Yeah, she's already got a senior wrapped around her finger! The whore!"

'What senior?'

"What senior?" Ino questioned.

It was kind of like she read my mind.

"Sasori, from what I've heard!"

~Beginning of Flashback~

"Well, you know. I mean, Sasori has only been with us for about two, almost three

months know. And he's become very popular with the ladies."

I scoffed, "Yeah, with the old ladies."

"Actually, he has a girlfriend now. She's about your age and she's moving to Konoha. He says that before he moved here, she was his girlfriend back in Suna."

~End of Flashback~

'So, Itachi was right after all.'

"Damn! She got him? He's so fucking hot!" Ino then turned to face me, "Of course, he's nothing compared to you, Sasuke-kun!"

I rolled my eyes.

"That girl's such a whore! You should've seen her! I wouldn't be surprised if she worked as a prostitute! Always having a fuck-for-all! Paying guys just to sleep with her!"

'Now that I wouldn't mind paying for.'

"Ami." Karin said warningly. The said girl looked at her.

"What?"

"Don't..."

"Don't what?"

"Don't talk about my little sister like that!" Karin spat.

Both Ami and Ino were shocked.

Ami laughed, shortly Ino followed.

"Don't make me laugh, Karin!" Ami said while laughing.

"Yeah, there's no way that's Forehead!" Ino added.

'Forehead... Now why does that sound familiar?'

"She must be following her mother's footsteps!" Ami exclaimed.

They both laughed.

Karin turned around and walked in the other direction.

Ino was about to go after her when Ami stopped her.

"No, let her join her whore of a sister."

Ino simply obeyed.

I decided that it was my turn to leave.

I left silently, making my way inside of the building.

'Sasori's girlfriend, huh?'

I smirked.

'I guess I'll just have to change that!'

Sakura's P.O.V

We arrived at the principle's office.

I gave Sasori a chaste kiss before entering.

There was a lady with blonde hair and light brown (A/N: Or is it hazel?) eyes.

"Hi! I'm the new transfer student, Sakura Haruno."

"Ah yes. We've been expecting you." she gestured me to sit down on the seat in front of her desk. I did as she wanted.

"Alright Haruno, Sakura! Here is your schedule!"

She handed me the a slip of paper that read:

1st period- English Language Arts with Mr. Kakashi

2nd period- Gym with Mr. Gai

3rd period- French with Mr. Asuma

4th period- Social Studies with Mr. Ibki

5th period- Lunch

6th period- Science with Mr. Iruka

7th period- Mathematics with Ms. Anko

8th period- Art with Mrs. Kurenai

"Um, thank you Principle," I looked at the name that was on her desk, "Principle Tsunade." I slightly bowed.

"Now, Miss Haruno, go to class! Before you are even more late than you already are!"

"H-hai!"

I hurried out the door.

Sasuke's P.O.V

The late bell rang.

'Oh well, Kakashi's always late anyway. No harm done.'

I heard the sound of someone's feet, like they were running.

I glanced back to see flash of pink.

'There's no running in the halls.' I smirked.

As the person came by I "accidently" slid my foot in front of there's. The person obviously fell.

Then it was like time slowed down.

I noticed the pinkette was a girl.

"You mean the one with the pink hair?" Karin asked.

"Yeah, she's already got a senior wrapped around her finger! The whore!"

"Don't talk about my little sister like that!" Karin spat.

Their conversation ran through my head.

Then I reliezed, 'Sasori's girlfriend!'

With instict I swiftly wrapped my arm around her, catching her before she hit the ground.

'Damn, she's heavy!'

I leaned her against my chest for support, as she recovered from her shock.

She smelled sweet, like cherries. I don't usually like sweet things, but it suited her pretty well.

I guessed I got so inflatuated with her scent that my body started moving on its own.

My other arm wrapped around her.

I whispered in her ear, "Are you alright? You know, pretty girls, such as yourself, should be careful."

She looked up at me. No, she wasn't pretty! She was definitely more than just pretty. She was fucking gorgeous! Is this really Karin's sister?

I mean yeah, Karin's pretty. But, this girl is, woah!

I noticed her staring at me. Well, who wouldn't be? But, her stare was getting darker by the moment.

She pushed away from me and started walking away, while looking between her schedule and the room numbers.

'Heh. Silly girl!'

Sakura's P.O.V

I couldn't believe it! Not even first period and I already have had the pleasure to see the guy that I've been erasing form my brain! Kami must hate me!

I suddenly felt someone behind me. I glanced sideways and noticed black hair and pale skin.

'Holy crap!' I almost jumped.

He grinned and regained his posture.

"You don't need to worry about being on time to Kakashi's class you know." He said, "The lazy batard's always late."

"Well, I don't care! I'm always on time, today's just an exception."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it is."

...

...

...

"Um... why are you following me?"

"Hn."

"I said, 'Why are you following me?'"

"It's 'I asked' not 'I said'."

"Whatever, don't ignore the question!"

"I'm not the one following, that's you."

"Me? I'm going to my class!"

"So am I."

"Wait, don't tell me your..." I trailed off.

"Glad you finally caught on Pinkie."

'Pinkie?... Pinkie?'

"Well well well. If it isn't Uchiha. Thinking you could come late? How sad." said a silver haired man.

"I was escorting the new girl." He said reffering to me.

"Ah yes," the man looked at me, "New student."

"Good morning Mister," I used my innocent façade. I bowed, "I'm Sakura Haruno. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

I felt his gaze upon me. Not like I cared.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Miss Haruno. I'm Kakashi Hatake, an English professor."

"Yes, your my first period teacher." I smiled.

"It's good that I have some good students this year, hmm." Kakashi was looking directly at him, and he was glaring right back.

"Get in class!" Kakashi pointed to the door.

As soon as he entered, screeches, sighs, and screams were heard.

'What the hell?'

"After you, Miss Haruno."

"Why thank you, Kakashi-sensei."

'Huge impression, Sakura!' I thought, 'Huge impression!'

I entered the room. As I did, every mouth in the room shut. If you had dropped a pin, you could hear the echo.

"Alright class, today we have a new student. Her name is Sa-"

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto ran up and hugged me.

He earned glares from many guys, though he was oblivious to then all, of course.

I had no choice, but to hug him back. After all, it is Naruto!

There were many whispers such as, "Wow she's so fucking hot!" "What a slut!" "How'd a guy like Naruto, get a goddess like that?"

"Sakura Haruno." Kakashi finished, giving him a look that clearly said, 'That's enough!'

Naruto sat back down, next to him!

"You will be sitting next to Karin and Hinata. Girls, raise your hands."

I saw Karin and a seat between her and another girl, which is probably the one named Hinata.

I gracefully walked toward my seat and sat down.

Karin turned her head. The other girl, Hinata, politely smiled.

"Um... h-hello! My name is H-hinata Hyuga." Hinata bowed her head slightly, "N-nice to meet you, H-haruno-san!"

She kind of reminded me of Matsuri in a way. I smiled back.

"Please, Hinata-chan! Call me Sakura!"

"H-hai! S-sakura-chan!" Hinata flushed.

"Alright, now Sakura will need someone to show her around!" Kakashi started while eyeing the class.

"Ha! Who would want to show her around! She can just go around asking any guy in the hall, thanking them with a quick fuck! Ne, Sasuke-kun." A girl said.

She had amber eyes and purple hair. She looked quite familiar.

"Hn." He answered.

"Watch your language, Ami!"

'Ami!'

"Gomen, Kakashi-sensei!" Ami answered, annoyed.

Kakashi turned to him,"Well Mr. Uchiha, since you've been so polite to this young lady. Why don't you be her guide, hm?"

My shot towards my teacher.

'What is he insane? Seriously! What. The. Hell?'

Okey dokey! Well I might not be able to update in a while! Sucks I know! But, I will come back when I have the chance! Please R&R