Chapter 2 - Sasuke Uchiha
When I woke up, my first thought was, "My head hurts." Then my second thought was, "Why the hell does it smell like crap?" After that I thought, "My head hurts." It wasn't until a full three minutes that I realized I fell asleep setting up my "Laboratory" (A.K.A. some room in my apartment). I was in a chair with my back hunched over with drool staining my arm and desk. Looking around, I was pretty much finished setting up but seeing the open notebooks in front of me, I assumed I fell asleep organizing my notebooks. Looking at the clock placed on the wall in front of me, I groaned. It was only 5a.m., meaning that I woke up too early. Sighing, I stood up and stretched, feeling satisfied as I heard bones pop and crack.
Going back into my bedroom and searching through the wardrobe, I found a fairly large stack of towels and grinned. So glad this apartment was already furnished with all the necessities. Grinning, I grabbed the towel and a change of clothes from my bag and headed for the bathroom.
Finally.
After a week of endless running, I was finally getting a freaking shower. Stepping into the shower, I sighed in bliss as the hot water hit my sore back. "This is the best," I smiled as I washed shampoo over my hair, relishing at the soft touch. This kind of went on for half an hour of me basically washing myself and then fangirling about how good it felt. That's how much of a sad person I was.
When the shower was over, I quickly dried myself, and pulled on black leggings with black shorts topped with a gray sleeveless V-neck shirt, that also had a mask underneath it, with a hood. I then slipped on my black gloves and combat boots and faced the mirror. Looking at myself, I grinned. Boy, did I look badass. My bright green eyes stood out against my outfit while by long black hair just blended in with my outfit. Picking up my weapons pouch and an empty pouch from my bag, I strapped it around my waist and quite literally, skipped, back to my Laboratory. Grabbing a few potions I might need just in case, I stuffed it into my pouch and hummed quietly to myself. Pulling my hood over my head, I grabbed my apartment keys and headed out.
I knew that today was the first day of the academy but I didn't care much about whether I was late or early since nobody bothered to tell me what time the class started. Taking my time, it took me a full two hours of getting lost and walking in circles until I actually found the right building. When I walked in, I could hear complete and utter chaos. I was almost afraid to walk in. That's how bad it was.
Gently pushing open the door, I was greeted by the sight of a naked lady. I was extremely relieved when the naked lady poofed into a boy. Seriously, what does Konoha teach their students? A person, who I assumed to be the teacher smacked the boy across the head.
"YOU DUMBASS! DON'T INVENT STUPID SKILLS!"
"The... hell...?" I muttered.
I guess I wasn't quiet enough because the teacher turned around to face me. Blinking up at him, I took in his features. He was slightly tan with his hair pulled back into a pony tail, but the most distinctive feature about him was the horizontal scar across his nose.
"Who are you?" he asked, his anger at the kid slightly diminished.
"I'm the new student," I tried to smile; I really did, but it was kind of hard considering I had to have the image of a naked lady implanted into my brain.
At the mention of 'new student', his mood took a 180 degree turn, which kind of scared me. He flashed a large smile at me, "You must be Seikatsu Jin! That's great! You can call me Iruka-sensei."
"Uh, yeah. That's me," I awkwardly stood in front of him, not knowing what to do. I wasn't usually confident with myself when there were large groups of people staring at me. (*coughtheclasscough*)
"Go sit next to Sasuke. He's the black haired guy sitting next to the window over there," Iruka-sensei pointed at a seat.
Nodding, I quickly tried to get to the seat while avoiding the naked-lady-transforming-guy and the eyes of the class. Reaching my seat, I could already feel glares shooting through my back. Was there something good about this Sasuke guy? Glancing at him, he was pretty decent if it wasn't for his duck-butt shaped hair. Oh, who am I kidding? This guy was hot. But that's okay because I am immune to hot guys. Besides, this guy had an air of arrogance around him. Sliding into the seat next to him, I tried to strike up a conversation, "Hi. What's up?"
He just glanced at me from the corner of his eyes and made some noise, "Hn."
Okay, that was just irritating. Frowning, I asked, "Do you talk?"
"Hn."
"Do you like pie?"
"Hn."
"Are you an idiot?"
"Hn."
"How old are you?"
"Hn."
I could see he was getting annoyed. Grinning deviously, I continued asking questions, "Are you good at fighting?"
"Hn."
"Do you like apples?"
"Hn."
"Do you like-"
"Shut up!" he finally snapped at me. His onyx eyes glared at me, daring me to continue.
Well since he asked so nicely, I guess I'll continue, "Do you like cheese?"
He groaned, annoyed, "Just don't get in my way."
"Who'd want to get in the way of duck butt shaped hair?" I retorted.
He just sighed and went back to looking out the window.
I huffed, "Jerk."
And this, ladies and gentlemen, was my first encounter with the idiot who calls himself Sasuke Uchiha.
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HOW WAS IT? It was okay right? Well, I tried *A*
Anyways, I think I'll be updating this once a week maybe. I might even add another chapter today seeing as I'm not going out anywhere at all :3
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