If someone were to make an exact list of all the things he hated the most in the world, the list would look like such:

Fan Girls

Pink

Idiots

Annoying people

Being ignored

And currently, number five was deadly close to making its way up to number three as he thought of a certain pink haired annoyance.

To make matters worse, she was all five hatreds put into one petite, aggressive, bipolar, little vixen.

To add to the list, she for some reason was continuously avoiding him at all cost. And if not avoid him, she insulted him. He just couldn't get the better end of the stick with her.

One minute she's all flustered and confused at the park, next second she's saying she hates him and runs away. Then to top it off, she comes to school the following week… different.

He just couldn't get a hold on her.

And to here he was, walking away completely stunned at her second, outright rejection. Did he mean to outright go along with her answer? No. But did she have to go and say that she really meant it?

So here he was sitting in Wood shop, with Yamato-sensei, all depressed and confused to even think about where to put a cylindrical pole into.

Was it the circular opening or the square?

Or maybe the triangle?

But wait- Why am I so bothered by this?

Sasuke shook his head and focused at the task at hand. Furthermore, he removed the cylindrical pole from the triangle opening before Yamato-sensei came by and placed it in the circular opening. He glanced to his strangely quiet best friend.

His slouched shoulders were completely odd. His usually pointy blonde spikes were drooped as well as his mouth as it settled into a permanent pout. The cerulean eyes were out of focus and dull. His eyebrows were drawn together in concentration as his hands unconsciously used the knife to sharpen the pointed weapon known as a kunai.

Sasuke refused to gape at his best friend and instead settled for snapping his fingers in front of his face. He smirked when the blonde jumped and dropped the wooden knife and the real one before hitting his knee on the metal desk.

"Shit!" he cursed.

"What's got you all quiet dobe?"

The blonde looked up at Sasuke as if contemplating on something. He then sighed and scratched his head.

What is his problem?

"Nothing. You wouldn't understand…"

Sasuke's obsidian eyes narrowed, "What wouldn't I understand?"

Naruto sighed, "Nothing! Forget it! Let me just finish this a'ight?"

Sasuke glared, "Whatever…"

The two remained in a strange tense silence for the rest of the period. Everyone in the class all cautiously worked waiting for the other to explode first. Mentally they all bet on Sasuke.

His shoulders and jaw were tense. His grip on the carving tool was too tight and scary. His eyes were glaring at the poor wall clock as if willing time to go faster by his command or die.

When the bell rung, everyone jumped up and sprinted out of the room in a hurry.

Sasuke and Naruto walked beside each other not acknowledging the other's presence. The students in the halls warily watched the two. If was odd not seeing the two fighting or screeching at the other every chance they got.

"Are you going to tell me now?" Sasuke asked facing forward. He turned a corner and the large doors that led to outside comforted him. With the exit doors came outside. With the outside came the gymnasium. And with the gym cam his beautiful stress relieving class, p.e.

Naruto grunted and sped up significantly.

Sasuke growled. He wasn't used to this. Never had the blonde ignored him this long. If having Sakura hate him was one thing, but having his best friend… that was something he didn't think he could handle. After Itachi left, he needed the company. He'd rather die than admit it, but he needed the company. And Naruto.

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Sakura had spent a majority of the day avoiding Sasuke as casually as she could. Did it hurt her? Yes. Was she going to cry about it at home? Possibly.

But instead of focusing on that, she settled for returning her attention on the guy in front of her. He had shaggy brown hair and green eyes. He was obviously taller than by a foot and had a wonderful jaw line. His eyes a darker shade than hers seemed to sparkle.

That's right.

Sparkle.

I think his name is Jin.

Who gives a crap? He's gorg.

"So are you free tonight?"

Sakura leaned her hip on her locker and crossed her arms over her chest. She threw him a sultry smile before replying, "And if I am?"

He leaned closer and his lips just barely touched her right ear. His breath was hot and when she opened his mouth, she smelled mint. Instantly, a part of her became turned on.

This cologne though… why does it smell magical?

"Then come to the movies with me beautiful." He whispered. His voice was the definition of husky. It took all of Sakura's strength to not let her knees buckle.

Instead of melting, she countered, "If you buy me my snack and drink, I just might."

'Jin' leaned back into his original position before giving her an earth shattering smirk, "Deal Love." He leaned down to kiss her forehead before slipping a piece of paper his phone number. Sakura grinned at paper in between her fingers before she cast one last longing look over her shoulder as she watched him leave.

Now guys want to give me their numbers?

Screw that! Who knew you could flirt like that?Her inner howled in appreciation.

Sakura chuckled to herself before slamming her locker shut. Lunch was starting in 5 minutes and she absolutely wanted to get her lunch before the crowd became unbearable. She pulled her purse over her shoulder to secure its place and combed her fingers through her hair gently. With a wistful sigh, she put her ultimate bitch face on as she and Ino had every intention to kick a cow's ass today.

Detention be damned.

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Ino Yamanaka, despite the rumors of her being a hoe, was quite a mother hen. She'd sooner shank a girl before she went off to make out with a hottie. And seeing as Hinata was far too heartbroken to deal with Naruto or Kiki the slut, Ino knew she would be there when they confronted Naruto. Sakura obviously wanted Kiki all to herself.

Sure making out with Kiba behind the art building sounded ideal at the time. But seeing that crap that happened in second period, she swerved him hard core. So there she sat with her baby blue eyes ablaze as she searched for the only other popular blonde in the school.

"Ino-chan… please stop glaring. You're scaring everyone." The pale eyed Hyuga heiress whispered harshly. Her face matching Sakura's hair perfectly.

"Oh sweetie~" She cooed, "I'm not glaring. I'm scouting for that blond haired bastard who dared to make out with-"

"Hinata-chan.."

Ino and Hinata both jumped at the sudden voice. Ino snapped her body around to face the topic of their conversation. He looked pale and his usually bright blue eyes were dull.

So he's repenting….

Ino looked back to where Hinata sat in front of her. The girl had reverted back to her shy self. Blushing face, twiddling fingers, heavy panting.

Ino held back a groan, love birds are so annoying..

"Go on Hina." She spoke at last. The violet haired beauty jumped and looked Ino in the eyes. She was shooing her away with her left hand and resting her chin on the other. A small smile on her lips.

Hinata nodded frantically. She immediately stood up and started to walk out of the cafeteria doors, an apologetic Naruto following her.

Ino sighed and poked her salad, her appetite long since forgotten.

"Where the hell is Kiki Wasabi?" Sakura hissed as she slid into the spot Hinata just vacated. She had gotten a simple pasta and water bottle. Sakura's usually cheerful green eyes seemed almost blood red at the moment. Ino raised a perfectly plucked platinum eyebrow. The grin on her light pink lips completely maniacal.

"She just sat down next to her hoe legion. Why Papa?" Ino questioned innocently, her mouth still set in the evil grin. She pointed behind her to the far right of the room where Legion of Skanks usually sat.

Karin, Ami, Kiki, and Aya sat snickering at everything and nothing. Each girl wore a different color but had their outfits completely coordinated.

Sakura ignored her food and leaned to the right to see past Ino's body. Her lips that were painted pink transformed into a silent growl.

"Mama, don't you dare stop me." She growled as she began to stand.

Ino blinked up at her innocently before standing up as well.

"We're a team aren't we?" She asked the much smaller pinkette.