A black, thin eyebrow arched up curiously. Naruto scratched the back of his head with a tiny blush on his cheeks. Sasuke stood up and straightened his stack of papers before taking Naruto's.
"I'm so sorry about that! Uh…" He scratched his cheek with one finger before extending his hand. "My name is Naruto, I'm new here." Sasuke looked at his hand then at the boys face then back to his hand.
"Watch where you're going, dobe." He said coldly before pushing past Naruto, shoving him aside.
"H-hey!"
"Don't mind him…" Naruto heard a tired voice say then yawn. Turning around he spotted a boy dressed in black pants and a gray shirt with brown hair pulled into a ponytail.
"Who are you?" Naruto narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the stranger. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Jeez, what's with the questions? I don't get a warm hello too?" The boy muttered 'troublesome'. "The names Shikamaru Nara, I'm student body president. I had heard that we got a new student so was…forced to come greet you, Naruto was it?"
"Oh, sorry about that Shikamaru-san." Naruto grinned while Shikamaru frowned.
"Drop "san" from my name and we'll get along fine." Shikamaru yawned.
"Okay Shikamaru, um…can you show me where the boy's locker room is?"
"Yeah, follow me." Shikamaru turned on his heels and headed down the hall, naruto close behind.
"So, Shikamaru." Shikamaru looked back curiously. "Who was that guy back there?"
"Oh, that was our resident ice-queen, Sasuke. Don't mind him. He's anti-social."
"It seems like we've met before…"
"Déjà vu, probably." Shikamaru shrugged. "Here's the boys locker room, I'll have someone meet you when your class is over to give you a tour, then to your second class so you'll be skipping Homeroom. Got it?" Naruto nodded.
"How will I know who you sent?"
"You'll know." Shikamaru turned on his heels again and headed back down that hall, waving a good-bye to naruto, lazily.
"Hm…" Naruto stared at the huge double door, painted gray, with the sigh "Boys locker room" over it. He reached out and pulled the handle opening an empty locker room. Slowly he headed in and out the door on the other side of the room. He found himself in a large gym/basketball court. The bleachers were full of people…who were staring at him. Apparently he interrupted a speech.
"Who the hell are you?" A harsh voice was directed at him. In the middle of the basketball court was a woman in an open brown trench coat, revealing a black shirt showing her midriff and black bell bottom-looking pants.
"My names Naruto…" He said shakily.
"Naruto, eh? Well you should know Na-ru-to" She stretched out his name. "I don't like tardiness, and I expect you to-"
"Now, now Anko." A loud booming voice interrupted them. "This must a new student, right son!" A man with a green jumpsuit and a bowl cut approached him. But the green suit of the weird hair cut wasn't what made his eye twitch. 'Thick…fuzzy…eyebrows…".
"But, Gai…" Anko protested.
"It's alright." He put a hand on his shoulder.
'So…think…'
"You go and sit down somewhere." Gai grinned at Naruto flashing blindingly white teeth. Naruto, now partially traumatized headed over to an empty spot next to another boy.
"You're new?" A deep voice broke Naruto's train of thought. He looked next to him and spotted a red headed boy wearing all black, with heavy eyeliner.
"Yeah, it's Naruto. What's your name?" Naruto said with a smile.
"It's Gaara." Gaara looked sideways at the boy. "Have we met before?" Naruto tilted his head and taped his chin.
"I don't think so…"
"Hn." Suddenly the bell rang signaling the end of class. Every one stood up and started out.
"Hey Gaara! I'll see you later." Naruto half yelled through all the noise. Gaara simply stared at the boy before turning the other way. Naruto frowned before walking out the other door. The one he took to get into the gym. When he exited the room he was met with a smiling face.
"Hello Naruto-kun"
- - - - - - - - - -
(I'm gunna leave it off there and pick up another time.
By the By, I have three ideas as to who will be Naruto's tour guide
Sai
Kabuto
Sakura
This is you're the readers choice.