Hello, readers! Here is chapter 11. Usually, I update on weekdays but this week I was dying from a fucking cold (exaggerated) so I didn't even go to class for three days. Enjoy and review guys. Plus if anyone likes Mito, forgive me for using her as a villain.

In a few months, Madara had gotten used to high school life, and more importantly, she liked it. Hashirama had asked her to be a member of the Student Council a few weeks ago, and she had agreed. The workload wasn't heavy, all she had to do was check to see if any proposals for an activity had any mistakes.

"Uchiha, check these." The voice she had classified recently as extremely annoyed commanded. Madara turned her head at the source of the sound, and met Mito's cold, black eyes. She still didn't completely understand the animosity the redhead always directed at her, but she had a theory, and it seemed to be getting proved more and more these days.

"Of course, Uzumaki." She countered, taking the documents from Mito's outstretched hand. She skimmed through the pages, seeing everything from new club formation to after-test parties. One thing caught her eye. "Christmas dance?"

"That's Hashirama's idea." Mito replied without turning around and walked out the door. Madara stared after her, irritated with her attitude. Naruto was an extremely nice guy, so why was his relative so cold and impolite? They reminded her of Itachi and Sasuke. Totally different but were still siblings. Genetics was an amazing thing. Her thoughts floated back to the Christmas dance.

"Why did he think of something like that?" She thought, reading through the proposal. "He even planned it perfectly." Everything was in order: the budget was realistic, the crew members were people from the artistic group, and the event wasn't intervening with class time because it was going to be held after school…Perfect. There was even a proposal for giving the students a block to prepare. Madara nodded in approval and checked it off. None of the proposals she accepted ever got refused by the Principal, so Konoha High was going to hold the first Christmas dance ever.

Words travel fast in the Student Council, and pretty soon someone told a student outside of the group. That ignited the whole school. All the girls wouldn't stop talking about it, and neither did the guys.

"Did you hear about the dance? We might have it!"

"Sure I did! I want to wear a real sexy dress!"

"Me too!"

"Dude, you wanna get any girl to go with you?"

"I want to get the blond hottie. Better be fast 'cause she's popular."

That was all Tobirama heard for the rest of the day. He couldn't stand it, especially with Sakura and Ino squealing beside Izuna all the time. Izuna didn't look that excited, so she was still quiet, like always, but her girlfriends went berserk.

"I wonder whose idea was that?" He thought with gritted teeth. "I hate her. Oh wait, maybe it's a him…"

"What are you going to wear to the dance, Izuna?"

"Argh, enough of that." Tobirama banged his head on his desk. "One more word about the dance and I'm going to go die!"

"But it's still a proposal. Maybe the Principal won't agree." Izuna analyzed the situation. "And why are you banging your head on the desk? You'll get stupid."

"I just despise people talking about parties!" Tobirama cried in exasperation. "All the 'what girl you're go with' and 'what dress you're going to wear'. It's driving me nuts!"

"You're not going then?"

"Trust me, my brother will drag me there whether I like it or not." Tobirama groaned. He really was no party animal. The girls were all staring at him with huge question marks on their heads, he was sure. Izuna just smiled knowingly.

"Yeah, I understand it. Totally."

"Her smile is so pretty, pure and innocent…" Tobirama thought, staring into the onyx eyes. Izuna just stared back, oblivious to the adoration in his eyes, while her friends whispered in hushed tones with each other.

"I bet you ten dollars Tobirama likes Izuna!" Sakura squealed.

"No bet! It's a fact!" Ino shot back. Hinata nodded, and Tenten stole a few glances at the pair.

"Izuna isn't really sensitive to these things. It's going to take ages for her to even realize her best male friend likes her." She groaned despairingly. The rest of the girls nodded in agreement. "We've got to do something!"

"I've got it!" Sakura yelled. Izuna and Tobirama both turned toward her, startled, and her friends looked on in horror.

"Ano…Izuna san...Sorry for Sakura's outburst. She is very excited about the dance…" Hinata said quietly. Izuna smiled and waved her hand dismissively.

"It's alright, Hinata. We weren't talking much." Tobirama nodded in head in confirmation. The girls sighed internally in relief.

"Next time you're going to yell, warn us, Forehead Girl!" Ino scolded. Sakura glared at her.

"Don't call me Forehead Girl, Ino pig!"

"Guys! Calm down! What was it that you got, Sakura?" Tenten immediately placated, not wanting to have to apologize for outbursts once again.

"Oh, that? I was going to say why not make Izuna extra sexy at the dance or something? Tobirama might confess!"

"Oh, that's a great idea!" Ino cried, clasping her hands together. "Tobirama had always been a cool, reserved hottie kind of guy, so let's see how he will react, ne?"

"I think we should take Izuna shopping." Tenten announced. "She and her sister Madara, if she's willing. I've seen how Kaichou looks at her every day. These Uchihas are seductresses!"

"Okay then! Let's wait for the results of that proposal. I don't think it'll get rejected, but there's a chance." Sakura said. Ino, Tenten, and Hinata all nodded. The four girls waited pensively, knowing that the results were bound to come out this recess period. Izuna and Tobirama chatted on about inconsequential stuff, ignorant to all the anxiety that emitted from all the students beside them. Suddenly, the door opened, and Uchiha Madara walked in. Izuna stopped abruptly and waved at her sister. Madara smiled back (the guys all stared) and announced in her low voice,

"The Christmas dance will be held in two weeks from now! I have the signup sheets here, so anyone who's interested, come up here." She said, waving the stack of paper in her hands. The girls all cheered, and the guys high-fived. Madara looked on in amusement, happy that Hashirama's idea was liked by everyone. Group by group, students came forward to sign up, and pretty soon, the sheets were full of names.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm!" Madara yelled as she dashed down the hallway, heading to the Student Council office. Everyone started chatting even more feverishly, and Izuna's friends immediately invited her to join their shopping spree set a week after today.

"Come with us, Izuna!"

"Yeah! We have good sense, trust us!"

"You can bring your sister if she wants to come!" Izuna, unable to reject her friends' offer, hesitatingly agreed. The girls grinned conspiringly. Time for some major make-over!