Transfer Student - Beted

Chapter 1

Naruto stares out the window, his eyes tired from lack of sleep. He just had to stay up all night playing Assassin's Creed, didn't he? And now he was feeling the repercussions. Yawning tiredly, he looked across the room at the N°1 idol of the school, Uchiha Sasuke.

'Tch, what a jerk… he's always getting all the girls' attention; I can't even get Sakura to look at me when he's around...' He thought tiredly as he stared and rubbed his eyes. That's when Sasuke looked at him; however the blond looked away quickly and stared out the window, silently watching the reflection in the glass pane. Sasuke turned away.

Their form tutor was running late yet again …could Kakashi-sensei ever be on time for anything? Naruto sighed and stared at the door. It was flung open and Kakashi wandered in "Sorry I'm late, I was busy." He rattled off as an excuse. Sakura's eyes flashed as she stood up angrily. "Doing what, Sensei, sleeping?!" Kakashi looked at her and smiled. "Actually, I was filling in the new student who's joining your class today. Everyone, allow me to introduce the new transfer student, Gaara."

A red-haired male stood in the doorway with a hateful glare on his face, colder-than-ice blue eyes were highlighted by black ring-like markings. His spikey hair was a bloody maroon in colour which was made all the more shocking by the milky colour of his skin. His shirt was untucked, top button unbuttoned and the mandatory black school tie was loosely tied while his black blazer hung in the crook of his arm. However what was the most eye-catching about the new-comers appearance was the deep red marking on his forehead above his left eye, a tattoo of the kanji love. A shiver fell over the classroom.

"Gaara has transferred here all the way from Suna." Kakashi began to explain. However, Naruto had already fallen asleep, a small puddle of drool gathering on his desk. Gaara was sent to his seat when Kakashi noticed this. "Naruto!" The blonde's eyes snapped open in shock. "Who, what?" Everyone laughed as Kakashi sighed and gave him a hard stare. "Thank you for volunteering to show Gaara around campus, and escorting him to his lessons." Naruto looked up at Kakashi and looked mortified. Ino smiled "Kakashi-sensei, I don't think that's a very good idea … Naruto will only end up losing him, and besides, it's not like he has any friends to introduce Gaara-san to," she snickered.

Naruto looked away. She had a point. Naruto was a loner; he had always found it difficult to make friends, so he had never really bothered. Naruto stared out of the window once more as he thought about it. Kiba then decided to speak up. "You should let one of us! Naruto can't do anything right, he's such a goofball!" Naruto, hearing his name and 'goofball' in the same sentence, turned "Shut up, Kiba!" Kiba looked at him and smiled darkly. "We all know it's true; you're such a loser, you can't even hand your homework in on time." Now Naruto was getting pissed off. "Just fucking shut up already!" Kakashi sighed "Naruto, out. We've told you hundreds of times about swearing."

With a grunt, Naruto stormed out. 'Kiba started it, so I don't see how I'm getting blamed for it!' He thought wandered off, despite knowing full well he was supposed to wait outside. Out of the building and behind to the bike sheds. This was his normal place to go and skip classes, but no one knew that. He lay in the sun as cooled off. The sun was bright and the sky a pastel blue. But no matter how nice the day looked, the blonde could tell it was going to be an uphill battle.

The bell went off, signaling the end of form, however Naruto didn't leave his spot, deciding it would be better to simply give up for today. Closing his eyes, he drifted into a relaxing sleep.

The next noise the blonde heard was talking and shouts from the nearby football pitch. Blue eyes snapped open and he looked at his watch. Break time. He'd slept through the first two lessons.

"Shit," he muttered to himself, before standing up and wandering aimlessly. He passed many of the people in his class wordlessly before coming to rest on a bench. He cast his eyes down as thoughts and feelings of maddening loneliness filled his mind. Sasuke was nearby, surrounded by girls, though he couldn't seem to care less. Suddenly, two large hands came to appear on Naruto's shoulders. He turned, ready for a fight, until he came face to face with headmistress Tsunade. She smiled and dragged him off with her inhuman strength. He was pulled into her office where Gaara was waiting, silently staring at him. The woman sat him down and stared at him sharply as she clasped her hands in front of her.

"You are supposed to be looking after Gaara. Is this your definition of looking after him? Ditching class and leaving him?" Naruto sat silently in the chair, feeling a bit moody. He'd had enough of today and it was still early, the memory of what Ino and Kiba had said this morning still burning in his mind, a small frown etching its way onto his normally happy features "Just get someone else to look after him; everyone knows I'm useless." His voice sounding a little defeated as the harsh words of his class mates played on loop in his head. Tsunade glared at him "Naruto, you are going to keep an eye on him, and that's final!" The blonde teen then subsequently left her office and was followed by the red head.

Naruto walked with the very scary looking Gaara in tow. Coming to rest on a bench away from everyone else, he turned to Gaara. "You should go and ask Sasuke to look after you; he'd get you in with everyone real fast. If I'm with you, you'll never make any friends." Gaara sat beside Naruto ignoring the blonde. The silence was almost painful when the other was around.

Gaara seemed preoccupied. His eyes were apparently fixed ahead of him, staring into the open space. "Hey loser," came a cool voice. The blonde turned towards it with an angry look on his face "what do you want Sasuke . . . don't you have something better to do, like dying slow and painfully, per say?" onyx eyes remained calm whereas blue seemed to boil with anger. The raven haired male smirked "you really are such a loser . . . no wonder you've never had any friends." He stared at him cruelly.

Naruto snapped. Practically launching himself at Sasuke, he grabbed the raven boy's shirt "What's your problem, huh? Are mommy and daddy too rich to care anymore? No one talks to little Sasuke because he's too inferior to his big brother Itachi." Naruto taunted him with a glare in his eyes, furious.

That cool smirk faded and was replaced by a sinister glare "At least my parents are still around. Your dad's dead and your mother abandoned you. Little Naruto wants to cry for his mommy?" Unable to control his anger, a fist flew at Sasuke, colliding with his jaw as blood splattered across the concrete.