The guardian chronicles : Nirvana (Todoroki Shoto x Uzumaki Naruto)

Chapter 66

"How do we calculate this, Naruto-chan?"

Naruto let out a small yawn and looked at Hinata. Her best-friend was currently studying for their math exam, eyebrows knitted together and a frustrated sigh coming out of her mouth as they waited for their classmates to come. In another few more minutes, her best-friend probably might start swearing at the question. While Hinata-chan was good at almost everything, math and physics was her best-friend weakness. For Naruto, it was anything to do with biology.

She just find memorizing to be boring.

The blonde chewed on her bottom lip, leaned her body forward and picked up Hinata's pencil. Twirling the pencil around, Naruto knitted her eyebrows and took a careful read of the question that was giving her best-friend a headache. Find the resultant velocity of the shuriken's velocity. The blonde darted her eyes to the top of the question, humming and bobbing her head when she saw the information given to them.

In that moment, the door slid opened and Sakura comes charging in. The pink-haired girl smiled and cheered at the lack of girls in the classroom, only to flush a light shade of red when Hinata and Naruto swirled their heads at her. Clearing her throat, Sakura tied her clothes and kept her head up.

Sometimes Naruto thinks that this is why they could have been friends, because Naruto suppresses her intelligence while Sakura pretends that she doesn't have moments of delinquency.

Sakura blinked at the sight of the open math textbook standing between Naruto and Hinata and the girl flickered her eyes to the knitted eyebrows alongside the pencil as well as the frustrated Hyuga Heiress. At the age of twelve, Naruto will admit that Sakura changed from being a self-conscious girl that lacked any confidence to a girl filled with a lot of confidence. But at that age, the girl was prone to jumping to conclusions.

Like now.

"What are the two of you doing?" Sakura walked up towards them, dropping her bag right next to the seat that Sasuke always sat. The pink-haired girl puts her hand on her hips, body leaning forward and blinking when she sees the question on display.

Sakura looked at Hinata, who puffed her cheeks and looked at Naruto to just start explaining how to solve the problem. Sometimes when Naruto looks back at this day, she thinks Hinata-chan was trying to make everyone see that she was more than just a prankster. But Naruto thinks if she answers the question then Sakura would just dismiss it as luck so she shrugged her shoulder and just gave her a dumb look.

Hinata looked at her like she disappointed her.

Even now when Naruto looks back, she hates disappointing Hinata-chan because Hinata-chan has always been there for her.

"Hinata, you shouldn't be wasting your time helping Naruto pass the exam." Sakura shook her head, holding her hands up and pressing her lips into a thin line at the sight of Naruto. "She is going to fail."

"Sakura-san!" Hinata stood up, lilac eyes growing furious and Naruto yanked her friend down. Hinata frowns and gives her a tiny, barely noticeable scowl but the blonde shrugs her shoulder and smiles. Sakura-chan was right. She probably was going to fail the exams for the second time but it probably wouldn't be because of this subject.

Naruto might skip but she takes her notes from Hinata-chan and studies them when she thinks it would help her with pranks.

"Why Sakura-chan? Hinata-chan is a really good teacher and I really wanna pass!" Naruto smiled widely and clapped her hands together, pouting at the pink-haired girl. She hadn't been trying for the last two times because Hinata-chan refused to do the exams early with her.

"Are you really asking me why?" Sakura shook her head, rolled her eyes and stared at Naruto like she was an absolute idiot for not figuring out the reason her pink-haired classmate believed that she was going to fail. "You are always skipping class and playing pranks instead of being in class! No wonder the teachers are always complaining about you!"