Imagination

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Chapter 2: Bedevilment

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Naruto’s P.O.V

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“Welcome everybody. I’m Uchiha Itachi,” I opened the door violently; my sudden appearance caused everyone in the assembly hall to stare at me with wide eyes. I panted as I tried to gasp for breath. The teacher I had been followed had picked up his speed suddenly, just so he could run out on me. Me! A helpless new student! As a teacher one should assume that he was supposed to HELP students instead of running away from them and leaving them all alone in that huge unfamiliar building!!! Tch! I had been running throughout the building since then and somehow I finally found the assembly hall.

I didn’t seem to be that late since the person on the stage was still talking when I walked in.

“Ahem,” the man on the stage cleared his throat to angle for everyone’s attention. While they all turned around to face him again, he glared at me. ‘Oh crap,’ I thought bitterly to myself, ‘This guy looks like he’s going to bite my head off!’ He really did look like that!

“Would you mind to take a seat?” he asked me politely though his eyes looked like he would shred me into small pieces with his painted fingernails. For a brief second I wondered why he had painted them. In my old school boys were beaten up when they wore make-up. Therefore there weren’t many boys who dared to paint their fingernails. The only ones I remember were Goths. Was he one, too?

I looked around hastily to find a seat, as I noticed that the man on the stage was emitting a very murderous aura towards me. ‘There,’ I beamed with joy when I saw an unoccupied seat. I walked towards the seat as fast and silent as I could because I didn’t want the one on the stage killing me right there and then.

I was within a stone’s throw of the seat when, all of a sudden, someone sat down on it.

Hell no! That was the only seat that wasn’t occupied and the guy on the stage still looked like he was going to kill me if I didn’t sit down soon.

“Umm… I’m sorry,” I said to the one who had claimed the seat as his own. He looked up at me and my expression changed from helpless to stunned and finally to angry, upon remembering my last encounter with that guy. “You—“, I pointed my finger at him. His coal eyes regarded me for a second before I could see them flash with recognition. “Dobe,” he stated in a slight amused tone.

Once again the guy on the stage cleared his throat. He was getting impatient, I could tell.

“Sit down!” he exclaimed loudly. “But—“, I tried to protest but was immediately cut off by the man on the stage. “SIT. DOWN. NOW!!!” he exclaimed against me even louder, hissing each word in a threatening tone. “Umm…” I looked around aimlessly when I was pulled down by my wrist. With a dull thud I landed on something… surprisingly… soft. Confused, I looked down to see what I was sitting on, only to find myself sitting on somebody’s lap. I looked up again and blinked for a few minutes before realisation hit me. I WAS SITTING ON SOMEBODY’S LAP! I turned around quickly to face the person I was sitting onto. “Basta—“, I started but was cut short when he shut me up. “Dobe! You should be grateful I’ve saved your life. Believe me, you don’t want to mess around with Itachi,” at that he pointed towards the man on the stage. I looked back and forth between the two of them. Somehow the person on the stage looked similar to that bastard, though his hair was longer, his eyes red with two lines under each eye and, of course, the fact that he was wearing make-up.

All in all he looked more feminine, yet he was more terrifying which ruined his girly attitude abruptly. ‘Scary lady,’ I thought in mild amusement, chuckling softly. The boy beneath me just looked at me bemusedly before the red eyed man on the stage, Itachi was it, cleared his throat loudly again.

“Now that everyone has taken a seat,” he scowled at me, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Uchiha Itachi, the student council’s president. I’m very proud to welcome you all to a new semester…” I figured that that would be a longer speech, so I decided that it would be a good idea to doze a little bit.

My head became heavy as my eyes were half closed, my body rocking back and forth slightly.

Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to doze a little bit.


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Sasuke’s P.O.V

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OH. MY. GOD! Tell me that that wasn’t happening! “Hngh!” I could barely suppress a moan as he started to rock back and forth on my lap, touching my crotch with his backside occasionally as he did so.

I knew he was about to fall asleep and didn’t mean to stimulate me like that but… “Uuh,” another sound I would have preferred not to make. ‘Stop it, idiot!’ I blushed. HELL, I BLUSHED!!! I bit my bottom lip as I realised that another unmeant sound wanted to escape.
I so didn’t want to get hard-on in front of my older brother. Itachi looked at me, smirking. Oh crap! He knew! I shook the blond violently in an attempt to snap him out of his daze. Finally he snapped back to reality and I could breathe a sigh of relief. Now, if only my half erect penis would calm down…


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Normal P.O.V

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Itachi’s welcome speech was finally over, after what seemed like eight hours straight to Naruto, and the student council president handed the microphone over to the headmistress. “Thank you, Itachi,” the blonde woman said before her gaze was directed towards the students sitting all over the assembly hall.

“I’m Tsunade, the headmistress of this school, and as Itachi already said I’d like to welcome you to this school as well. I’ll now announce the classes, so please listen carefully. When you hear your name, please stand up and go to your homeroom teacher,” she cleared her throat. “Freshman class, 1A; homeroom teacher: Hatake Kakashi!” Silence filled the big room and somewhere in the distance some crickets could be heard. “Hatake Kakashi!” the headmistress repeated… Oh, wasn’t it a lovely silence? Kakashi seemed to be running late.

“KAKASHI, YOU DAMN SCARECROW!!!” Tsunade yelled loud enough to deafen many students. “Yo,” a silver haired man just seemed to appear from nowhere. The bosomy woman huffed angrily, “Kakashi!” Said man seemed to be oblivious of the danger he was in as he replied simply, “Yes, that’s me.” It happened what was supposed to happen now: One loud and sick crack, one lump on the homeroom teacher’s head, and a slowly calming down headmistress who was still clenching her fist.

“Ouch!” Kakashi rubbed his abused head to soothe the pain he was in. “Stay where you are,” the older woman ordered the silver haired teacher. “I don’t want to hear your excuses, just stay where you are,” she hissed. The scarecrow shuddered; that woman could be scary sometimes!

“Alright then,” she turned her attention back to the students in front of her. “Class 1A; homeroom teacher: Hatake Kakashi,” she scowled at the silver haired man beside her, he flinched. “Aburame Shino, Akimichi Chouji, Ama Tenten, Haruno Sakura, Hyuuga Hinata, Hyuuga Neji, Inuzuka Kiba, Kamen Sai, Nara Shikamaru, Rock Lee, Sabaku Gaara, Sabaku Kankuro, Sabaku Temari, Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto and Yamanaka Ino,” the older woman looked up from her list to see 16 teenagers standing there. She looked over to Kakashi before she explained, “Your classroom is B45, don’t get lost!” She waved at him dismissively, signalling for him to go with his new class to their new room.

“Well then, shall we?” Kakashi asked his new class but got only various unintelligible sounds as replies. “Umm… I assume that means ‘yes’,” the silver haired teacher said unsurely. Oh, his new class was great, and so well-spoken.


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Author’s note:

I guess there’re some things I need to explain this time.

I know that ‘Ama’ isn’t Tenten’s surname. So please don’t get me wrong. However, what else was I supposed to write?

As for Sai’s surname, I needed to make one up and thought which name would represent him best. ‘Kamen’ means ‘Mask’ and I figured it would suit him quite well. ~ shrugs ~

I’m quite sarcastic at times, right? Oh well, I can’t help it, so deal with it.

I’m sorry for the mistakes I’ve made for sure. English isn’t my native language so I had to look up some words (like ‘recce’ in the last chapter). It said it meant ‘to explore something’ and since I wasn’t sure which word I should use I settled for this. Wrong decision, I guess.

Thanks to blue_genjutsu for making me realise my mistake. I’ll correct it right away.

16 people in one class. For a usual class it would be too less students. However, in my class are only about 9 left.

~ lol ~ I’ve just found out that my birthday is on the same day as the Celebrate Bisexuality Day. It’s rather interesting to look your birthday up on Wikipedia.

I hope you like the story so far.

Please stay tuned!

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