Sunday, December 3, 2006

   Konoha high (hope it isn't too long ^_^)
Konoha high

Naruto Uzumaki is about to set off on an amazing adventure. His pals, Sasuke and Sakura will travel with him and bare his many annoyances but his is only the beginning for Naruto will unlock a mysterious unearthly temple that will not take kindly to his curiosity.

Konoha High School, 8:42pm

“Where’s Naruto!” exclaimed Sakura passing the school gates up and down, casually looking up at the school hottie, Sasuke. “He is always Late.” She slumped down on the bench just opposite the front iron gates; the garden was a lush green for spring was only a 2 week wait away. The school was very exemplary, it was for the rich and most powerful, and yet Naruto Uzumaki was in it. His parents died when he was just young and his father had started this school. Even though he was a miss fit, he was still revered as the son of the 4th principal.

The school bell echoed through the school grounds, students bustled their way to home room. Sasuke sat in the tree, oblivious as Sakura through her school bag into a neighbouring bush. “Damn it, why isn’t he ever on time!” She wet berserk; she kicked the stone walling circling the gardens and nearly tore her hair out if she could have. Sasuke chucked his red apple up and down; he wasn’t fused on getting to class for he had learned everything. Cool, calm and collected Sasuke was floorless. Sakura sat there and gazed up at his statue like abbs and his hard muscles, his sleek blue hair and his amazing smirk. She dazed off for a split second, visualising her mouth etching closer and closer to his, her eyes closing and the warmth of his sweet tasting lips. She jolted…that wasn’t Sasuke’s lips. Stunned and angered she opened her eyes to be face to face with Naruto. She was kissing him. With a shriek she fell back and landed in the grass and dirt of the garden. Naruto smiled and blushed.

“Well well Sakura, I thought you hated me.” Naruto giggled to himself and put his arm behind his back. He was so happy that Sakura kissed him. But for Sakura the feeling wasn’t neutral. After dusting of her white school top and blue skirt her face was red, not red form blushing but the kind of rea done only sees when they come across a very, very angry someone. Sakura took out the scrunchy that held her pink hair in a delicate bun and threw it to the ground. Steam was now shooting its way out of her ears. Sasuke how ever just flexed his biceps and laid back. Sakura was outraed.

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