Author's Note: Hello. I have decided to write a Konoha High story. Because there aren't enough of them out there already. Because I don't have enough stories running already. Because I don't have enough crap going on already. Because I'm not stressed enough already. Yes, I know, I'm a little insane, but that's what makes me such a good artist. Three guesses who my favorite Akatsuki member is!

Chapter 1: The Uchiha Brothers, the Pack and the Fangirls!

It started just like any other school year. The September morning was freezing, the fangirls were crowding out front, and the pack arrived just moments before the bell rang.

"Where is he?!" whined Ino, hugging herself again the chill air. She, Sakura, and a girl neither of them knew very well but was dressed much the same, were standing in a row by the curb in front of the steps, waiting amidst the thin crowd outside the school.

"Oh suck it up!" chattered Sakura, standing next to her and craning her neck to try and see the entrance to the parking lot, "if he sees we're cold he might give one of us his jacket!"

Like ME, Cha! cried inner Sakura.

The reality of it was none of them was dressed properly for September. Their sailor outfits, Sakura's pink, Ino's purple the other girl's yellow, were short sleeved, and the skirts were just barely regulation length. They'd all dressed this way for one person and one person alone, and despite the temperature none of them could regret their clothing choices. There was no way he could overlook them in these outfits.

***

"Wow," remarked Sasuke, looking out the passenger side window.

"Wow is right," agreed Itachi, frowning across his little brother's lap to look out the same window. There was really nothing else to say. The school was enormous, a four story monstrosity wrapped almost completely around a square acre of parking lot, complete with indoor pool, tennis court and two basketball courts. Thin but widely stretched crowds of students were clustered around three entrances, but Itachi steered the car toward the main one, where the front office was bound to be. As new students they needed to check in, and anyway he wanted to park somewhere he'd remember.

"Not the school!" snapped Sasuke impatiently, "Her!"

Itachi parked his red jaguar and glanced where his brother was pointing. By the front entrance he'd been aiming for stood a pretty girl with short pink hair, dressed in a scanty pink sailor suit and shivering in the cold. She was about Sasuke's age, and Itachi had to admit she was pretty. Not his type, but pretty just the same. Sasuke, however, couldn't take his eyes off her.

Neither of them hurried toward the entrance, Itachi because he was in no hurry, Sasuke because he didn't want to seem eager to talk to Sailor Pink, so in effect they both kept an air of cool indifference as they sauntered toward the school. Once on the curb and into the crowd, however, they separated, Itachi heading for the steps, Sasuke angling to come around behind the leader of the Color Scouts.

"Hey," breathed Sasuke sexily against the back of her neck, "you look cold."

"Yeah yeah," she replied, not looking back. She waved a hand as though to shoo him away.

Sasuke frowned, then began to shrug out of his dark denim jacket, "here, let me . . ."

"No!" Sakura gasped as she felt him try to drape his coat around her shoulders. Whirling around she pushed the proffered clothing back him, shoving him away, "Get lost!"

Sasuke blinked in confusion and stumbled back a step. No girl at his old school, no girl anywhere, had ever rejected him. She glared at him, obviously angry. Her face was flushed and her green eyes flashed, and for a moment all he could think was how much he wanted to pull that petite frame into his arms and kiss those luscious red lips. However, judging by her current expression that was going to get him slapped, so he restrained himself.

Sakura clenched her hands into fists by her sides and glared at her attacker. He was pale boy about her age, wiry but sleekly muscled, with dark hair and black eyes. At any other time she might have found him cute, but at the moment all she could think was that he was the exact opposite of the boy she was waiting for. And she sure as hell didn't want his jacket.

"I have pepper spray in my purse," she warned.

"Hey Sakura-chan, is this guy bugging you?" Ino asked, forgetting the cold for a moment to round on the boy, perfectly manicured hands on her purple clad hips.

"I was just trying to offer her my jacket!" Sasuke snapped angrily at the blond. What right did she have to interfere?

Ino narrowed her eyes, glaring at the intruder. "Well she doesn't want your stupid jacket, so just . . ."

"Oooh, here he comes!" squealed the girl in the yellow sailor suit.

Instantly Sasuke was forgotten. The sound of an engine revving came from across the parking lot and, swerving in between cars, a gleaming red and orange flamed motorcycle came hurtling for the curb. Sakura, Ino and a number of other girls shrieked in excitement as it roared up beside them, coming to a smooth stop in a space up front. A heavy booted foot prodded the kickstand into place and a pair of strong tan hands pulled off the black visored helmet, freeing a head of spiky blond hair. Startlingly blue eyes over exotically birth marked cheeks swept the crowd, and all three sailor suited girls adopted identical seductive poses, leaning forward with one hand on a thigh and one behind their hair.

"Hi Naruto-kuuuuuuuun!" all three of them chorused in perfect unison.

Naruto swung one leg over his bike, leaving the helmet on the seat as he stepped onto the curb. He pocketed the key, but didn't bother securing the motorcycle. No one would dare steal his bike.

Sasuke growled to himself. Competition.

Naruto glanced in Sakura's direction, and suddenly a look of mild concern crossed his face. For a few moments time seemed to slow down as Naruto started toward her, shrugging out of his leather jacket. Sakura's heart pounded, her head spun, and Inner Sakura screamed out in triumph. He's noticed! He's noticed me! He's giving me his . . .

Naruto continued past her.

Sakura almost fell over in shock. Her heart sank into the bottom of her shoes, and suddenly the morning seemed twice as cold as it had a moment ago.

"Here," she heard him say behind her, "you look cold."

Immediately Sakura, Ino, and the other girl whirled around to see Naruto, now clad only in black pants and a tight orange top that showed off his muscular chest, draping his black leather jacket around a girl with short dark hair and pale eyes. Hinata blushed, shaking her head slightly.

"It's OK, N-naruto-kun, I'm . . ." she stuttered

"No please," Naruto cut her off, his smile bright and warm as she grinned down at her, "I don't want you to freeze, Hinata-chan. Its alright, I'm fine."

Hinata's blush deepened and she nodded, tugging his jacket tighter around her shoulders as she smiled timidly up at him.

Sakura and Ino both fumed, and Inner Sakura punched the air furiously. He was supposed to give me his jacket! Cha!

"Woo!" someone called from the parking lot. Only a few moments behind the motorcycle a red convertible screeched into a space near the entrance and, nobody bothering with a door, out hopped Kiba, Shikamaru, Choji and Shino. Kiba, who'd been driving, grabbed his book bag from the trunk and quickly unzipped it, letting Akamaru jump inside from the backseat before slinging it over one shoulder and sauntering with the others towards Naruto.

RING!

The school bell blared across the crowd of students, and as one they all began to file reluctantly inside.

"Hinata!" called a voice from the stairs, and Hinata and Naruto turned to see Neji waiting on the steps. He clicked his fingers and motioned for Hinata to follow him.

"Coming, Nii-san!" she called, then turned to Naruto and mumbled, "h-here," starting to take off his jacket, but he held up a hand.

"Keep it," he told her, still grinning, "I've got loads at home, and anyway it looks better on you."

Hinata blushed and opened her mouth to reply, but Neji snapped his fingers at her again and she simply nodded and rushed after her cousin. When she reached him Neji draped an arm over her shoulders protectively and steered her inside, but that didn't stop her from throwing one last glance over her shoulder at Naruto. He grinned and waved.

***

"All I'm saying is you really should get a girlfriend," Choji told Shikamaru as the pack headed toward its first class, Naruto in the lead. "I mean, its not as though any girl in this school would turn any of us down, if for no other reason than to get near Naruto."

"And I'm telling you I have a girlfriend, she just goes to Suna, that's all," Shikamaru grumbled, naming the rival high school on the other side of town.

"Yeah yeah," said Choji, waving a hand, "I mean a real girlfriend. One you haven't made up and you can actually score with! What about Ino, you know she'd jump at the chance to date a friend of Naruto's."

"You take Ino," Shikamaru replied, "I've got Temari, who I did not make up for your information."

"Give me one good reason why you can't ask Hinata out!" Kiba demanded from the front of their procession, making Shikamaru and Choji glance forward.

"She's not ready," Naruto shot back, cuffing Kiba on the side of the head.

"Not ready for what?" Kiba asked, "A date?"

"It," Naruto replied, "she's not ready for it."

"So don't do it, just hold hands or whatever!" Kiba protested.

Naruto rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Believe me, if the Perv ever found out I had Hinata as a girlfriend and wasn't hitting that, he'd kill me!"

"Jiraiya doesn't have to know!"

"Oh, he'll find out."

"How!?"

"He's a peeping pervert with no life of his own. He has ways."

"You really think he just sits around all day spying on you?"

"He's a sixty year old pervert who writes porn novels. Trust me, he has nothing better to do than spy on me."

"Then get him a girlfriend," droned Shino from behind them.

Both of them jumped at their normally quite friend's sudden vocalization. Then Kiba's face lit up with excitement and he roughly shoved Naruto for his attention.

"Hey, what about Principle Tsunade! God knows she's got a stick up her ass Jiraiya could get rid of!"

"You want me to play matchmaker for a sixty year old perverted porn writer!" Naruto asked, looking horrified.

Naruto grinned mischievously. "I love it!"

Author's Note: Ok, as for team Gai, should . . .

A. Neji play the piano and Tenten play the violin, or . . .

B. Neji play the piano and Tenten play the flute, or . . .

C. Neji play the violin and Tenten play the flute, or . . .

D. Neji play the piano and Tenten sit on top and sing, or . . .

E. Neji and Tenten both play the violin?

Either way, Lee plays the guitar, Sakura sings and Gai is the world's most epic music teacher/conductor!