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What Happiness Means To Me

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Chapter One

What Happiness Means To Me

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March 12, 2000

"Naruto Uzumaki!"

Girlish giggles and boyish snickers followed the outraged shout of his name, both sounds yanking him from what had been a really satisfying nap. Annoyed, and more than a little cranky, the teen in question raised his head from the cradle of his folded arms. Wild blonde locks mussed and spiked in all directions, right cheek shiny with drool and marked with the imprint of his arm pillow, the fifteen-year old's irritated scowl drew another round of mirth from his peers that sat turned around in their seats to watch yet another hostile showdown. Ignoring the onlookers, Naruto swiped drool from his mouth, then straightened from his slouch with an unconcerned sluggishness he knew would piss off the man standing over his desk.

Pissing off annoying adults was one of his favorite pass times, but he was way too grumpy to feel even a drop of amusement.

Drowsy, angry blue eyes snapped a silent question at the sleep blockin' asshole.

Dark eyes hard, jaw tight, Iruka Umino bent at the waist then snapped, "If you cannot stay awake in my class then you don't need to attend it! Grab your bag and excuse yourself. Principal Shimura is already waiting for you in his office."

Fuckin Iruka, waking him up over something so fuckin stupid.

If he wasn't so goddamn tired he'd tell him how stupid he sounded, but at the moment, Naruto was more interested in finding a place to get some uninterrupted sleep.

Wiping the last bit of drool from his cheek, Naruto stood with a stretch and yawn that set off another round of laughter.

Grabbing his bag off the floor, he tossed his unopened textbook inside, slung it over his shoulder then weaved through desks towards the door, Iruka hot on his heels.

"Straight to Principal Shimura's office this time!" Iruka bitched as he neared the door, "I mean it Naruto, no detours!"

More mirth followed him as the door slammed shut behind him.

A frown touched his lips, his mild irritation abruptly flaring to burning anger over that last little bit of bitching from his pain in the ass teacher. Standing in the school corridor, fists bunching at his sides, Naruto contemplated storming back in and knocking the man's teeth down his throat...

...and finding his ass right back in juvie for another few mind numbing months.

His fists unfurled with an agitated click of his teeth.

Wasn't worth it.

He'd just gotten into this fucking school, he needed to stay a little while longer this time around.

Exhaling fury, Naruto forced his tense muscles to unlock, though his volatile temper remained just shy of a boil.

No detours.

Right.

Technically, cutting school all together wasn't a detour, and even if it was, who gave a shit?