Disclaimer: I own no characters mentioned

Warning: Shonen-ai. Rated R for later chapters

Summary: What would happen when two guys fight over one totally clueless blonde? SasuNaru. Yaoi

Naruto yawned as he stepped into class. He noticed the looks his classmates shot him. Looks of disgust. He was used to it, but it still hurt. He dragged his body to his seat at a dark corner of the room and plopped down tiredly.

He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before yet again. He knew he should quit his job, but he needed the money. Yes, so his parents did send him care money. A huge amount in fact. But he had sworn, from the day they had kicked him out of the house because they despised him, that he wasn't going to depend on them.

He sighed as the chatter of the class continued. Gaara, the only one who didn't treat him like shit, came over and occupied the seat in front of him. Naruto didn't understand why he bothered. Like, he was close to becoming one of the most popular guys in school because of his coolness.

So yeah, he was so popular, and yet he was hanging out with an outcast like Naruto. Naruto tried asking him once, but the glare that the redhead had shot him made him shut up, turn away and pretend to have a life.

So here he was, sitting with his only friend at the back of the class, waiting for a day of teachers babbling away about something irrelevant to what they were supposed to teach, all the time wishing for something interesting to happen.

Naruto put on his headphones and blasted the volume of his MD, tuning out everything else. He put his head on the table and tried to catch up on some desperately-needed sleep.

Then their hopes of getting some excitement in their life finally came true. The first signs were of the girls shrieking their heads off. But obviously Naruto couldn't hear them. And Gaara was ignoring everything around him. So that made them the only ones not staring at the guy who had just walked in.

The dark-haired boy looked around the class, blatantly ignoring the girls, and boys, who were crowding around him. He spotted the two indifferent boys at the corner of the room and pushed his way through the crowd and to the two boys.

He stood above them as he stared at the blonde. And he could only stare. Although he couldn't see his face, he knew the blond boy had the best sculpted face one has ever seen. Not only that, the boy radiated tranquility.

The new boy hardly noticed the girls practically pooling at his feet. He turned to face them then. And was puzzled. Girls, and boys, could hardly resist him. He looked over his shoulder at the other two. Obviously except them.

The pale boy sat down next to the blonde boy as the others fought to occupy the other seats surrounding the stoic boy.

Uchiha Sasuke [ah, finally a name for him] glanced at his watch. Then at his timetable he had just gotten from the office. Class was supposed to start 5 minutes ago.

After another 10 minutes of trying to get Sasuke's attention, the girls realized they weren't going to get it, and settled for drooling over him with their friends instead.

Sasuke turned away from them, to settle his attention on the blonde boy. He was still with his back to him. He took a moment longer to admire his hair. It looked so soft under the dim lights of the room at his corner. One could easily see the arms that were covered with the orange jacket were well- trained and muscular.

A movement made Sasuke shift his eyes to the front. The redhead had woken up from his slumber and was rubbing his eyes. He looked at his watch before he uncrossed his arms and used one elbow to jerk it back and into the blonde's arm.

The orange-jacketed boy just mumbled something that sounded strangely like 'Hmmm...just five more minutes, mom...' He shifted his position a little and turned his head Sasuke's way. The boy with the kanji on his forehead grumbled a little and did the same thing. No use.

Finally the seemingly pissed boy twisted his body a little and as if he was mustering up all the strength he had, slapped the blonde boy across his head. The boy's eyes snapped his eyes open immediately.

And Uchiha Sasuke was lost in the depths of blue. Those eyes were so full of life and yet so full of peace. They seemed so young yet so mature, totally unlike how the owner was going to act.

He whipped around to look at his friend as he held his hand to where the redhead had hit him. "Itai! What was that for?!" The red-haired boy smirked. "Just because," he replied.

Just then, a guy, most probably our teacher, came strolling into the class. The silver-haired guy laughed sheepishly. At least that's what Sasuke thought he was doing. He couldn't be sure, what with the black mask covering his entire face, only revealing one eye to the world.

"Sorry I came late! I saw a dead bird on the floor this morning and I had to find its parents before helping them hold a funeral," he explained. Sasuke stared at his supposedly new teacher. Everyone groaned and Sasuke could hear some muttering 'Liar' under their breaths.

But the older guy ignored them and picked up his attendance book. "Ah! A new student, I see?"

Sasuke noticed the more active of the duo look around, trying to find the new guy when he was just beside him. The other one rolled his eyes and grabbed the blonde guy's head from behind and turned it towards Sasuke.

A look of comprehension flashed across the blonde's face as he nodded, then went back to his MD. Oddly, Sasuke felt a little disappointed at his lack of enthusiasm in a new kid on the block.

Kakashi, the teacher, called Sasuke up to the front. Sasuke sighed and stood up, proceeding to the front of the class and next to the spiky-haired teacher.

Kakashi did some introductions before he sent Sasuke back to his seat and started the lesson: French.

Sasuke tuned the teacher out as he started doodling in his notebook. With all those girls over him and without the acknowledgement of the boy next to him, Uchiha Sasuke knew immediately that this term was going to be one hell of a boring one.