Good Boy Meets Bad Boy

Good Boy Meets Bad Boy




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Chapter 8

Welcome to Drama Class

[Naruto’s POV]

“A~CHOO!” I fall back hard against my chair and sniff loudly with a harsh rub to my nose and mutter, “Someone’s talkin’ about me.”

“That’s nothing new,” comes the very smooth, yet cynical-hinted response to my mumbling. “Probably something about how small your dick is.”

With a twitch I angrily slap the offending desk with my palm and threateningly raise a fist at the bastard sitting behind me, “Damnit, Sai! Shut the fuck up will you?!”

“Ooh, did I hurt your feelings?” He giggles a bit, not at all flinching when I grab a handful of his buttoned blazer.

I’m about to pummel Sai into the floor when I hear, “Knock it off, Uzumaki,” and am whacked over the head.

“OW! Why’d’ja have to hit so hard?!” I yell raucously and send a hateful glare in my attacker’s way, which happened to be my teacher for trigonometry [ew].

“Good morning, Anko-sensei,” Sai gives her a chipper smile and is replied with a grunt and a sip of coffee.

I give my struck head a good rubdown and hiss under my breath, “Goddamn crazy bitch,” and a piece of chalk is hurled at my forehead, “OW!”

Anko drops into the chair behind her desk and she just lazily puts her head down.

“Hmph, lazy teachers,” comes the muttered response of a just as lazy Shikamaru.”

“Like you got any room to talk, Shika,” I casually, but irritably respond.

“I call ‘em like I see ‘em,” Shikamaru answers from his arms.

“Stupid woman’s got a hangover again,” Kiba grumbles and slumps over Shikamaru’s desk tiredly. He drapes his arms over the boy and whines in his ear, “Shikaaaaa~ I’m bored!”

“Then go jerk yourself off,” Shikamaru none too nicely retorts and shrugs the boy off.

“Mean!” Kiba snaps in offense.

“You’re perfectly capable of satisfying yourself, Kiba,” he drawls, refusing to pick up his head.

“But I want you to help me~!”

“No.”

I roll my eyes with an aggravated sigh. This day has been WAY too much for me to handle. If everyday was going to be like this I don’t think I’m going to bother trying to come. I mean, who fucking needs school anyway? S’not like it’s going to help my future or anything – hell, I don’t got much a future to begin with.

Leaning back in my chair I bring my legs up and prop them on the desk’s surface, “Hey, sensei, are you gunna teach?”

Anko groggily lifts her head and gives me this rotten death stare and growls out, “Does it look like I’m going to fucking teach you brats today?”

I harrumph loudly and cross my arms, “Then why didn’t you stay home, you crazy hag?!”

I’m just answered with a flying textbook and I thankfully managed to duck out of the way and let Sai catch it.

I look to the right of me where Shikamaru and Kiba are and call out, “Hey, Kiba,” and he looks up at me. “We’re meeting out front after school and going to my place.”

Kiba blinks twice, looking as though his brain was going through a terribly long maze. He finally says, “’Kay. It’s to do that stupid project isn’t it?”

I nod tiredly.

With interest Shikamaru picks his head up off the desk and gives me a critical eye, “What project?”

“Kaka-sen decided to be an ass and gives this last minute group project to do for the rest of the semester.”

“Ouch,” Shika winces and dares to ask, “who’d ya get paired with?”

I slouch back farther and fold my arms comfortably behind my head, “Well, lucky me I got Kiba and Gaara, but I got that Uchiha too.”

“Uchiha?” Shika sits up a little more against his desk, “You mean Uchiha Sasuke?”

“Yea, that’s the one,” I miff, glowering at the wall in front of me.

Sai suddenly slouches over me and wraps his arms lovingly around my neck, “So who’s Uchiha Sasuke? I hope not someone who’s going to be a problem for my little Naru-chan~”

“Damnit, Sai!” I embarrassedly splutter and wrench myself forward to break his grip, but Sai just comes with me.

I can feel my face heat up when Sai’s lips touch my ear, “I’m the only one good enough for you.” Pulling away I chance a look and he’s smiling sincerely, “Because you know I’m the only one who can withstand such a small dick.”

“SAI!” I screech, standing up briskly and successfully freeing myself from Sai and knocking over my chair. Sai laughs, Shikamaru sighs, Kiba’s howling, and Anko is still luckily passed out. Before I can strangle Sai, Kiba cuts me off.

“Does Gaara know we’re meeting after school?”

Grumbling, I say, “No, I’m gunna have to tell him at lunch.”

“You know he probably won’t go.”

“Ch, he’d better. There ain’t no fucking way I’m going to be stuck alone with you and the Uchiha.”

“Hey~” Kiba pouts and crosses his arms.

Kiba WAS right though. As soon as Gaara found out that we were getting together at my house for a school project with the Uchiha he was going to go home, and go home pissed. I feel bad for his siblings.

Groaning I put my head down on my desk tiredly, too exhausted to deal with the shit I call “life.”

[Sasuke’s POV]

Hold on.

What?

Sakura is Naruto’s STEP-SISTER?

How the hell on god’s green earth did THAT happen?! Wow. Okay, now things definitely made more sense.

For effect, I blink several times as if trying to determine whether or not I was dreaming.

Ino seemed to be off in her own little world at the moment, chewing precariously on the knuckle of her forefinger. Pensively her eyes study the floor, flicking wildly back and forth as if enduring paranoia.

The bell for third period had long passed about fifteen minutes ago. Ino’s still a shaky mess and I decided it was best if we both skipped class for the day. Missing one period was better than ditching school entirely.

I take Ino’s hand comfortingly and say, “Let’s go to the courtyard for a bit, okay? We’ll wait for lunch.”

Ino looks up at me, awestruck, but still nonetheless very shaken. I give her a reassuring squeeze and that seemed to help shake her from her daze. Getting an affirmative nod that she was going to be okay, Ino and I set out and down the stairs of the second floor to go outside for a bit. The cool weather might do us some good.

Of course, it turned out to be a bit colder than we thought and we sat huddled under a large oak that was just about barren.

“So Naruto and Sakura are step-siblings?” I ask softly in attempts to keep are previous conversation from going completely dead.

“Aa,” Ino responds in a hushed voice, curling her legs up high against herself in attempts to keep warm.

“How does that work?” I ask in hopes Ino knew more than what she had already told me.

“Sakura’s mother and Naruto’s father got married when Naruto and Sakura were children,” Ino starts, her voice faltering a bit in nostalgia. I hope I was stepping on a field of mines. Ino gives a cold laugh, “Have you ever lost someone close to you?”

I look at Ino peculiarly, wondering if she was referring to Sakura’s betrayal or death. “No,” I simply answer, hoping she’d enlighten me of the meaning behind her question.

“My mother passed away last year,” she elaborates quietly, watching the gray blanket of clouds.

My heart freezes in my chest. Damn. I was hoping she wasn’t referring to that time of loss.

“Sorry,” I murmur softly. I wasn’t sure if Ino was the type of person who would quietly accept my apology, knowing that I was just caring or if she’d be offended by it thinking I was taking pity on her.

“No, it’s all right. I’m over it,” Ino reassures and huddles closer against me.

We watch the clouds hover by together in a short period of silence before I ask, “And what about Naruto?”

Ino answers with, “What about Naruto?”

“Well,” I begin, “I remember hearing Kiba say something yesterday about Naruto ‘not having anybody’. Does he live alone?”

Ino’s not speaking, just solemnly watching the ground below us and shifting her feet around, making weird patterns in the flattened grass.

“Ino?”

Silence.

“His father died a while back.”

Ah. Once again there came that feeling that made my blood run cold and I’m unsure of what to say next. Thankfully Ino continued so I didn’t have to.

“Naruto was sent to go live with Sakura’s family, but once he was old enough to move he did. I think her family helps with the living expenses.”

“He doesn’t have a job?” I ask curiously.

“Not sure.” It was more like, “I don’t really care.” It was just subliminal.

“His mother…?” I ask next, tiptoeing carefully through the subject and meticulously studying Ino’s somber expressions, watching for change and knowing when to shut my mouth for once.

“Dead too. She died last year.”

My heart jumps a bit and I’m sure she felt me flinch in surprise. Widened charcoal eyes stare in disbelief at her as the puzzle was still being pieced together, “Last year…?” Ino’s mother died last year too, I think while scrambling for logical explanations and answers. Freezing up, I slowly speak, “I-Ino… you’re not…?”

“Naruto’s blood sister?” Ino finishes, slowly sweeping her blue, depthless eyes up to me. She cracks a weak smile and says, “Yea.”

No fucking way…

I glare mutely at the ground beneath us and decided that despite it wasn’t really my business to begin with, that I was going to have a long talk with Naruto. It might mean getting my ass severely kicked, but I was going to be – unfortunately – working with him for the rest of this semester, which, may I add has barely begun.

I release a very heavy sigh and let my back fall hard against the tree behind us. Closing my eyes in muse I start an instant replay of all the dramatic information I managed to gather today.

I had to stop after two minutes or so of silent thinking because it made my brain hurt. Now sleep was much needed in order to cure the headache that throbbed across the inside of my skull.

“Sasuke-kun?” Ino calls out to me, waking me from my daze. I look down at her and give her a questioning raise of my eyebrows. “Are you all right?”

“Yea,” I answer and rub that back of my neck unsurely, “just a little confused with everything now.” Ino blinks and I continue to enlighten her. “It’s just that, now everything’s going to be a bit awkward between us, since I’ve got Naruto as a partner for our group project.”

“Tell me about it,” the blonde says and plucks a blade of grass from the ground, “I got paired with Sakura.”

Looking to the girl I smile somewhat reassuringly, “Yea, but this way maybe you can right the wrongs? Ease the tension a little between you. I’ll talk to Naruto, if you want…”

Ino’s eyes are locked on me instantly and I almost fall over with the way she suddenly towers over me, “What? You’d do that? No—no! Sasuke-kun, you can’t, it’ll just make things worse for me! Even though I’m mad at Sakura I still love her! And I truthfully I’m just happy to have an excuse to be near her again!” The tears were back and filled to the brim in her eyes as she squeezes her hands tightly together, “Please don’t! I don’t… want anything bad to happen. To me, to Sakura… to you.”

I’m a little shocked at the last statement. Naruto’s done enough to me as it is, I don’t think I’m going to be scared by anything else.

I’m hesitant to say anything because I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to keep myself quiet around Naruto. But I’ll try.

Nodding I say, “Yea, okay. I won’t say anything, Ino.” Though I couldn’t promise it, I would do my best to keep my mouth shut for once in my life.

“Thanks,” she says and comfortably leans against me, tiredly pillowing her head on my shoulder. I blush a bit, but don’t pull away from her and instead decide to be her sole comfort for the time being.

I shift slightly, trying not to disturb Ino and pull a manga out of my school bag, thinking it was best to keep myself preoccupied while I waited for third period to end. I’d catch up with Sakura or something at lunch.

[Shikamaru’s POV]

Damn, annoying Kiba. Since Anko’s got too bad ova hangover to teach class, I’m stuck with this guy. Kiba wasn’t one to take no for an answer and I just had to deal with it until the period was over.

I look to Naruto, who seems to be doing a pretty damn good job at spacing out and ignoring a flirty Sai.

Damn, Sai can be as bad as Sakura and Ino sometimes.

“Kiba, get the fuck off, already.”

Kiba just gives me this pout, but finally lets go of my neck and instead pulls his chair next to mine and rests his head against my slouched arm. I sighed.

I just can’t ever win.

Troublesome.

Speaking of Ino, I wonder what the hell got to her last period and why she was so fidgety around Sasuke. Not like it was my business or like I cared, but judging by Ino’s normal, flirtatious behavior it was very unbecoming of her to be so antsy.

She’d mentioned something to Sasuke about Naruto, telling me those two were linked somehow. Maybe Naruto had some information on what was going on. Not like I was going to ask though. Because if Naruto didn’t know what was going on, which was at a high probability being that Sasuke was still a new student, Naruto would totally flip out and tirade about people talking about him behind his back or something of the like.

Too troublesome for me to deal with right now.

I could only assume, with what little information I had that it probably had something to do with the fact that Naruto and Sasuke were teamed up for that class project he mentioned earlier.

And for once Naruto was disturbingly quiet and I guess that was okay with me. That meant I only had to deal with one pain in the ass. I lean back and notice that Kiba is now quietly napping against my arm and decided not to shove his face onto the desk like I was itching to do and instead let him sleep. If he was sleeping, he was quiet and not bothering me.

That was good enough for me.

[Sakura’s POV]

Third period was way too chatty and hyper for me. Usually I’d be right up there with everyone else, especially talking to Hinata, Neji’s younger cousin. Even though she’s terribly shy in front of everyone, she doesn’t seem to have a problem talking to me. Not that I’m complaining of course. She’s really nice.

Cute even.

I blush at that thought and find myself shaking my head vigorously from side to side. I can’t think about stuff like that. Besides… Naruto will just keep everyone away from me anyway.

I hate it, but at the same time I understand him. I feel… bad for him.

I slump into my seat and sigh tiredly as I only half listen to what our home EC teacher, Kurenai-sensei, is saying.

“Sakura-chan, are you okay?” I jump at the sound of the usually timid girl’s voice and swing my head into pale, gray eyes that are watching me very carefully. That look of worry always seems to throw me off.

Quickly slapping on a smile I give her a reassuring, but sort of dry laugh and say, “Yea! Of course I’m fine! I guess I’ve just been kinda spacey lately, sorry.”

“As long as you’re okay, Sakura-chan,” Hinata gives me her sincerest smile and I feel my face turn pink. I give her a swift nod and quickly hide my blushing face. “Sakura-chan?” Hinata calls out to me quizzically and I can hear that hint of concern in her meek voice. “We’re still getting together for lunch, right?”

“You bet!” I turn briskly to face her and offer her my brightest smile. Yea, that’s right, after class it’ll be lunch. That’ll help clear my thoughts.

This was one thing here – Hinata – that Naruto wasn’t going to take. As long as he doesn’t know. Like they say, what you don’t know, won’t hurt you, right?

As the bell sounded the end of class Hinata and I make a scramble to gather our things and hightail it out of the room to get to the cafeteria. “They have melon bread today, right?” I ask, quickly running out of breath as we fight against the swarms of students in the hallways, who were also bee lining it to lunch.

“Y-yea!” Hinata yells over the crowd, “And I think they have curry bread today too!”

“That’s probably what everyone’s going crazy over!” Curry bread was a rarity in our school, mainly because of the high expenses due to having so many students. So needless to say whenever we were issued different breads – especially curry bread, everyone went nutzo.

When we finally reach a small opening in the hallway I end up losing sight of Hinata when I suddenly halt right in the middle of the corridor. I faintly hear Hinata call out to me, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. Looking down through the large windows in the hall did I spot a certain blonde walking with Sasuke-kun toward the cafeteria.

“Ino,” I quietly murmur to myself, feeling an uncontrollable swelling of rage and anguish build inside myself. My fists clench dangerously.

Hinata, catching her breath finally makes it back to me, “Sakura-chan? Are you okay? If we don’t hurry, we’re not going to get any bread!”

I don’t answer her, in fact, I barely heard her to begin with. The only thing I could focus on was why Sasuke-kun and Ino were together. I thought Sasuke-kun didn’t like her?

It was hard to see, but even from this distance I could see that Ino’s soft complexion was tear-stained. She was crying?

I forgot that Sasuke-kun and Ino had second period together.

I wondered what happened?

It had to be just coincidence or something. Something I must be misunderstanding.

Yea.

I’ll ask Sasuke-kun about it later.

For now, I have a lunch date.

“S-sorry, Hinata! I’m coming. Let’s go!” And I take Hinata’s hand hurriedly in attempts at blocking out what I just witnessed and make a mad dash to the cafeteria. Geez, listen to me. I sound like some crazy, love-struck high school girl… Wait. I AM a crazy, love-struck high school girl. I sigh inwardly at that and began mowing down the other students, hearing Hinata protest worriedly along the way.

I mean… it’s not like I saw them kissing or doing anything weird like that. Or gross…

They were just walking to the cafeteria together, probably coming from their class. But… I don’t remember Ino being in his third period. Maybe they met up along the way?

I give a loud, aggravated yell and proceed to push those thoughts to the back of my head once we reached the cafeteria, “C’mon, Hinata! I’ll get you melon AND curry bread – SHANNARO(1)!”

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(1)shannaro – meaning “hell ya” or “damnit” [and the such like] this phrase is typically said by Sakura or “inner Sakura” quite frequently throughout the manga/anime series.

yeeeey! High school drama angst! *shotinface*
So what’cha’ll think this time? :3 From other fanfics I’ve read in the past I’ve always loved the concept of Ino and Naruto being siblings, cos not only do they look alike, but they act alike too – loud, hyper, and obnoxious XD
Trust me, the mysterious, crazy secrets aren’t done being told. There’s still plenty more to the story~ *gringringrin*

Plz R & R! And tell me if you have any ideas~ I’d love to hear them ;3