Okay...so this is the new story that I have been working on for the past week...an dthis is offically the longest first chapter I have ever written...I think...Not really sure actually...anyways...the story will be SasuNaru, AU, and I'm hoping to add some humor to this one because funny fluff is always better...am I right? Of course I am!

Disclaimer: For thsoe of you who have never read my stuff before, let's go over some things (1) I don't own Naruto (2) I do own OCs cause I'm cool like that

Usually the title of my stories have sometihng to do with the story...but this one...not so much...the title just kind of came to me and I'm not far enough with the story to actually come up with a good title so if you have any suggestions about it let me know. Yes, they are in High School (readers groan) yes, yes, I know, there are enough High School fics for a landfill, but I promise the only reason the high school exists is so Naruto and Sasuke can meet each other. If all goes well the setting will change. Speaking of setting, I have no idea what country this in...which will make explaining the governemtn difficult. At some point the government will come into play...at that time I will ask you not to make me explain it cause I will be pulling it out of my butt enough as it is. Time period is also shaky. Good luck with that. In conclusion...enjoy the story..and REVIEW!

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CHAPTER ONE:

First Impressions

"Hello," said a brown haired woman to the secretary. "We have an appointment with the principal."

"Oh yes, of course. If you could wait just a few more moments, Jiraya-sama will be right with you."

The woman nodded and turned away from the secretary while attempting to fill out some random forms that had been thrust at her. She plopped into an overly-comfy chair cursing bureaucracy under her breath. The blond boy next her was frowning ever-so-slightly staring straight ahead as if willing something to happen. She gave up on the forms and her silver eyes drifted up the boy. She read his expression like a book and she smirked.

"Don't tell me you're having second thoughts about this whole thing?"

The boy sighed. "Actually I'm just resisting the urge to rip this stupid tie to shreds."

"Admit it, you're nervous."

"I am not nervous, and even if I was I refuse to give you the satisfaction of saying 'I told you so.'"

"The woman smiled gently."You'll be fine. As for the tie, just loosen it a bit."

"But-"

"Hey, this was your idea so stop complaining."

"Fine," said the boy rolling up his sleeves, "but I don't like the uniform."

"The uniform is one of the things we take pride in Mr. Uzumaki," a white haired man spoke.

The woman and the blond stood up to greet the man.

"I apologize sir." Surprisingly, it was the blond who spoke and shook the man's hand.

"Well you certainly are a well mannered young man, I'll give you that."

"Thank you for meeting us Jiraya-sama," said the woman.

"It's no problem. I feel it is important for a principal to personally meet with new students. Now, Naruto, we're half way through first period, so let me show you to your classroom."

The blond nodded and followed the man out of the office.

"Stay out of trouble," whispered the silver-eyes woman as he passed.

The blond nodded but his blue eyes were shinning with disobedience.

The woman gave the blond a knowing look and he sighed.

"Fine, I promise to not cause trouble."

The woman smiled as the blond sped out of view to follow the principal.

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Jiraya led the blond through s brick building with windows peeking out into a wide courtyard where students were talking, reading, and apparently playing Frisbee, The boy smiled. He liked Frisbee. He was also impressed with the halls themselves. For such and old building, the halls were spotless. Navy-blue lockers spanned sections of the brick walls, separating every so often to allow for a door or a window to interrupt the sea of navy. The ceiling tiles seemed to have been painted by the students of the school. Apparently they were done by the art students, because the tiles were well done. Each had the year written somewhere and a set of initials of a name. Some had sayings; some were landscapes, while others simply were a painted collage of the school. The doors that presumably led into classrooms were light colored wood with glass windows. However the windows were covered with paper and/or posters from the inside. Some windows had been painted, probably by the students. They weren't kidding when they said that this was one of the best private schools in the country, if the halls were any indication, that is. Impressive though it was, the blond boy was reserving his opinion until after he had experienced a week or so of the school itself. He wanted to explore the curriculum, meet the students and teachers. No, he was not one to be easily swayed by first impressions.

The principal finally stopped and knocked on one of the wood doors. To the side of the door was a navy-blue panel with the number '301' written in white lettering as well as the Braille for 301 written beneath it.

"Here we are," said Jiraya as the door was opened. A brown-haired man poked his head out of the door.

"Yes?" said the man.

"Naruto, this is Professor Iruka Umino. Iruka, this is Naruto Uzumaki. He will be joining your first period for the remainder of the year."

Naruto gave a small smile as he shook the man's hand. He seemed nice enough. The scar across the bridge of his nose didn't do anything to make him look tough. Then again, he was smiling. Naruto had never seen him mad, but he had a feeling he would at some point. Naruto, for the most part, was not quick to judge people. He made a habit of studying them and then labeling them and storing their name in his great file-cabinet of a head.

Naruto walked into the classroom and took a look at the students. Unlike the professor, who had a kind air to him, the students looked like lions that had just smelled fresh meat. Naruto smirked and inwardly sighed, If only he hadn't promised his cousin he wouldn't cause trouble.

"So, Naruto," the man called Iruka said, "why don't you tell us what school you're joining us from."

"None."

"So you were home schooled?"

"I suppose." There was some muttering and whispering from the class as Naruto took his seat. Everyone knew that to be home schooled you were either a huge genius, a snob, socially inept, or all of the above.

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Naruto decided that this whole school thing wouldn't be so bad. He went through his fist three classes and found them relatively easy. Naruto isn't exactly a genius, but he was smart. Naruto was feeling pretty happy about how his classes were going. That is until he was run over but...a large object.

"Wow," said a disgruntled Naruto, blue eyes shut in pain.

"Watch where you're going dobe," a voice spoke. It probably belonged to the perpetrator of his fall.

"I could say the same thing for you."

"Hn."

By the time Naruto had regained his composure the guy who had knocked him down had vanished. Naruto had smiled as he picked up his books. Naruto smiled as picked up his books. Back at his house, he was treated with the utmost respect. Well, except for his brother and his cousin, but they were...different. Yeah, different is a good word. Psycho would be another good word. As for everyone else, they were all so polite to him. Here, no one knew him. No one felt the need to jump out of the window at his very command. In fact, if he told someone here to jump out of a window, they might throw HIM out a window. Naruto smiled again. The thought of other students attempting to push him out a window was entertaining. He'd have to get them to try that. Unfortunately his thoughts were interrupted by the class bell sounding.

"Aw man! On my first day and everything..."

Naruto hastily grabbed his stuff and ran as fast as his legs would carry him down the halls. Mind you, he had no idea where he was going, making said excursion much more enjoyable.

Naruto reached his Lit. class with some difficulty, but found it nonetheless. He walked in preparing an excuse in his head and waiting for a teacher to publicly admonish him. However, it appeared that the teacher himself was late.

'This day rocks!' thought Naruto.

He sat down quickly into an empty seat and took the opportunity to study the room. The other students seemed relatively intelligent and alertness ranged from sixty to seventy percent. It was hard to judge people from just looking at them due to the uniforms. You can tell a lot about people based on something as simple as their clothing or the style of their hair. However, the clothing thing was eliminated and the vast majority of these guys came from high-end families making their overall "look" very similar. Smug. Snobbish. You know the drill. Naruto sure did. It was the very look he went out of his way to avoid. Before he knew it, he was mentally labeling his peers. It was just one of those things he learned to do at a young age, He surprised himself. He hadn't done it in a while.

None of them look remotely friendly. None of them were talking either. Now that he thought about it, Naruto realized the conversations in his other classes had been similarly limited. The environment was so foreign to him.

'This place needs some serious help. Luckily, I'm the perfect one for the job,' thought Naruto smiling to himself. The boy beside him silently cocked and eyebrow.

"What was that for?" demanded Naruto.

Despite his appearance to be intensely focused on the exciting brick wall, he was also assessing the blond who had sat beside him. The boy seemed strangely familiar. The suddenly he smiled at nothing.

"What was that for?" repeated the blond.

"Excuse me?"

Naruto narrowed his eyes and studied the raven haired boy before him. Neutral expression, cold black eyes, well styled hair. He was a pompous rich boy if he'd ever seen one, and Naruto had seen plenty. Not to mention this school was full of them. Suddenly, Naruto realized he was staring and making a fool of himself just gawking at this guy.

"Nothing," Naruto muttered. "Sorry for bothering you."

"Hn."

'Argh! Where do I know that voice from?' Naruto sat, wracking his brain until (finally) the professor arrived.

"Hello class. Excuse my lateness. I had to speak with the principal and we ended up in a thrilling discussion."

Obviously the class had no interest in the events preceding the professor's arrival so he naturally moved on. Naruto discovered that he had already read the book they were discussing, allowing him to slip the class into a heated debate about whether or not the protagonist's actions were justified by the surrounding circumstances. One would think that this would enable a person to make friends. Maybe even have a few laughs. However, this was not the case. These guys were all business. Maybe he'd just imagined the Frisbee game. When the bell finally rang, and Naruto began to make his way out of the classroom, when he bumped into something.

"Hey!" Apparently it was a person. Oh Joy! Judging by the voice it was the guy who slammed into him before.

"Just returning the favor," said Naruto smugly.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean punk?"

Naruto looked up to see cold black eyes. It was the guy from Lit. class.

'Great. Way to make an enemy of the guy who sits next to you.' "Forget it. It was my fault anyway." The black haired boy narrowed his coal eyes for a moment before stalking away. "I really need walking lessons or something," Naruto said to himself.

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Using free time and an hour after school to his advantage, Naruto was able to finish his five hours of homework in two hours and thirty minutes. He didn't have a backpack and now he didn't need one. Plus, this way, Naruto wouldn't be waited down during his trip home. He crammed the last of his books into his locker and took a look at the hallway. Empty. It seemed as though life was foreign to these halls after hours. He felt no love or hatred toward the school. It was simply there. He had always heard people speak of high school with such disdain. It wasn't so bad. Mind you he disliked the uniform, but he could always burn it later, Naruto smiled evilly at the thought of his tie melting into flames. Oh yes, that would be something to look forward to.

Naruto glanced at his watch. 3:00 PM. 'Hmm. Ran a little later than expected. Oh well, I can still make it home before nightfall.'

Naruto shoved his hands into his pockets and approached the main entrance. Cool air whipped through his sunny hair and infiltrated his lungs. Naruto breathed in the winter chill, allowing it to fill his body, only to be warmed and shot out his nose. He watched as his breath became visible and swirled around in front of his shinning azure eyes.

He smiled. The simplicity of nature was so beautiful. It was them that he noticed someone else's breath.

The person was standing on the sidewalk with a thick down coat wrapped tightly around his body. His hands were shoved in his pockets and he was shivering slightly. An angry air enveloped his body as he stood silently in the cold. Naruto, being the compassionate being he was, approached the guy.

"Hey buddy, you ok?"

A pair of ebony eyes turned to meet his blue ones. Black bangs draped delicately in front of pale, fragile features. Naruto smiled.

"So it's you ay?"

END CHAPTER ONE

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A/N: So what did you think? Feeback! I'm living for feedback right now...and thi cup of ramen noodles that I'm eating...mmm calories! I think they should eat ramen in the next chapter...oooo! Next chapter is runnign through my mind...must go write down...as for when I'll have it typed up...erm...i dunno...frankly I'm not suppossed to be on the computer righet now and I'm trying not to get caught...

Anyway...I know this chapter was slightly boring but its the first one...and I've will be dropping even more hints as to Naruto's identity throughout the story there were some in this chapter...Originally I was going to make it more Naruto centric, but I have a feeling it will go bakc and forth so...get used to it. Also I'm sorry about the clifhanger...but I had to do it...it adds dramatci tension. Guess who's gonna be standing there (as if it isn't sooo completely obvious) and you can have...erm...pretend virtual ramen! I'm feeling generous with my ramen today.

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