"This is not a good idea."

Naruto's words caused Sasuke to sigh and slam his head on the table.

"What made you think that?" he asked sarcastically.

"I thought it before," Naruto cried indignantly. "It's just that we're in a busy metropolis, we're ninja and supposed to sneak around and stuff. Not... Not sneak around and stuff! We're going to have to go to school, the old hag's going to get a job and stuff -"

"Naruto, we don't have to worry about money," Sasuke said, pinching his nose. "My Sharingan screws with people's minds. We've got ourselves a house -"

The house was a MANSION.

"- a LOT of money in the bank, thanks to the mayor -"

The mayor had given them a HUGE sum thanks to the Sharingan.

"- and with all that, we don't need to pay for the house. Only groceries. And we all know what Gaara and Roushi-san are going to do with their powers. The Hokage doesn't need a job." Sasuke glanced outside. "And us sixteen-year-olds are only going to school because if we didn't we'll be caught. That's it. We're all going to different schools. Well," Sasuke amended. "Not you, Gaara, and I."

Naruto shot him a frosty look and stormed through the mansion, picking out her room and claiming it with a loud yell.

"I'M CLAIMING THE ROOM WITH THE MUSIC ON IN IT!"

Sasuke snorted, then looked at his older brother.

"Tactless, otouto," Itachi said quietly. "Telling her about you actually joining her."

Sasuke looked annoyed. "We ripped each other's arms off!" He gestured to his arm, which was formerly the arm of Madara.

(Sakura had known well how to sew arms on. Sasuke was just lucky enough to match Madara's DNA.)

Itachi shook his head. "She is a woman. Women are always sensitive. Possibly why I won't be surprised when it's a woman that will kick your ass. Or kill you." Itachi shrugged minutely.

"You're supposed to be on my side! You're my brother!" Sasuke cried.

"Sucks to be you," sniggered a passing Temari. "I'm going to bunk with Fuu."

"You don't have to share rooms," Itachi pointed out quietly.

"I hate sleeping alone," Temari shrugged. "Since the war." Temari walked off, dragging her large amount of weapons with her as she entered Fuu's room.

Since the war.

Sasuke hated that phrase so, so much.

None of them had nightmares of the damn war as much as Naruto and Sasuke.

And possibly Itachi, who had appeared at the last minute, shocking the hell out of everyone.

And if Temari couldn't bear to sleep alone, what about the others?

~:~

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was early for school.

She knew it was shocking, but Miss Bustier said that she had to be there. Luckily, there hadn't been any akuma attacks, or else she would have been late to welcome the three arriving students.

(And lost her place as class representative. To Chloe.)

Adrien, her crush, sped into class just as the bell rang.

Alya was busy filming this on her phone for her Ladyblog ("Just in case if one of them are Ladybug!" she had told Marinette and Miss Bustier in her excitement), and managed to catch what everyone missed: the arrival of the three students.

Miss Bustier cleared her throat.

"Class," she implored. "Please meet Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, and Gaara Sabaku."

They all looked boyish, even the blonde. He looked good with the spiky long hair.

The class stared at the unusual trio in front of them.

"Three boys!" squealed Chloe. "So hot."

"I am a girl," the blonde boy - girl - said with an exuberant smile.

Nino chuckled. "Called it!"

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki!" the blonde announced. "I have a terrible scar covering my entire arm, so please don't touch it or take the bandage off!"

The second teen, black-haired and annoyed-looking, stepped forward. He wore a casual blazer with a tie.

"Sasuke Uchiha," he said shortly. "I'm gay."

Naruto beamed and slapped him on the back. "I knew you could admit that!" she said in that cheerful tone that was really grating on Miss Bustier's nerves.

(Marinette caught the annoyed twitch.)

Sasuke shot her an unimpressed look and stepped back.

The redhead stepped up.

"Gaara Sabaku," he said icily. "I don't care to know any of you."

Naruto slapped her forehead. "Gaara, be personable," she said to the redhead. "Be happy!" She smiled brilliantly.

"I will not," Gaara said blandly.

With that, they were sent to sit behind Juleka and Rose, three to a row.

~:~

The day passed surprisingly fast. The new students were all the rage. The only one that really seemed to integrate herself with everyone was Naruto - who seemed to make fast friends with Chloe.

Well, at first it seemed like that.

"Cut your hair to a manageable length," Chloe said briskly. Naruto's hair was currently a spiked mess, tumbling past her shoulders in a way that didn't seem real. It looked gelled - until Chloe proved everyone's observations of the girl's hair wrong. "And cut the gel! It would look cute if it wasn't spiky and there's too much gel. If you straightened it -"

"I won't," Naruto cut her off. "I won't cut it. It's my hair. And I have no clue what 'gel' is. Is it something edible?"

She looked confused about the last part, as did Sasuke and Gaara.

Chloe scoffed. "Long hair like that can't be anything but gelled. If you want to look like a hag, go ahead. Whoever you're imitating can't have been the best role model."

Naruto lunged at Chloe, the redhead Gaara seemed to reflexively pull her back.

"Don't you ever say a word against my godfather again!" Naruto snarled at Chloe.

Sasuke glared at Chloe. Chloe flinched, her face paling.

"Get lost," he said simply.

Chloe rolled her eyes, pretending to be strong. Marinette hesitated, but then walked over to them.

Sasuke eyed her for a long moment as Marinette fished a hairband from her bag.

"Here," she said. "I saw earlier it was getting in the way of sitting down."

Naruto smiled, looking happy.

"Thank you!" she smiled. "This hair was in honor of my godfather." She touched her hair for a moment. "I'm Naruto." Marinette smiled more.

"I'm Marinette, class representative. This is Alya, class deputy and my friend." Marinette tugged Alya to her side.

"Hi! Wanna state your name, age, and are you really the secret identity of Ladybug?" Alya asked quickly. "Or, with your hair, Chat Noir?"

Naruto looked confused. "Ano... Naruto, sixteen, and I confess I do not know of this 'Ladybug' or 'Chat Noir'."

"How long have you been living in Paris?" asked Alya. Naruto's eyes widened a little more.

"Like a week?" she offered.

Alya switched to Sasuke's face. "What's your name, age, and are you the secret identity of Ladybug?"

"Sasuke, sixteen, and no," Sasuke said, coolly.

Alya opened her mouth as she switched to the third.

"Gaara, sixteen, and no," Gaara answered flatly.

Alya pouted a little. "Dang." She glanced over to Naruto. "I'm actually surprised you're not akumatized right now."

"...what?" Naruto asked, looking puzzled.

"Well, you were so upset about your hair I'm surprised an akuma didn't land on you and akumatize you," Alya said again. "A black butterfly infects you and makes you a supervillain."

"Oh," Naruto said, one of her hands coming from behind her back. A black butterfly rested in it. "This little thing? But it's so kawaii~"

Alya leaped back.

"I have a container!" Marinette said, pulling it out. Quickly, the butterfly was put in the container.

Naruto sighed sadly. "Bye-bye, little butterfly."

The butterfly didn't do anything but lazily beat its wings in the container.