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Shifting slightly in his seat, careful not to aggravate the bruises that littered his thighs, Sasuke sighed softly and pushed the large round glasses further up his nose. He hated pre-calculus. It was difficult and extremely dull and to make it worse it was also attended by two of the people Sasuke hated most in the world.

He could hear them now, whispering about the clothes he wore and the way he looked. It didn't really bother him about what others thought of his appearance or his cold, indifferent attitude towards people. He could deal with the whispers, the rumours, the hated glances and also the mocking laughter. He could even deal with the frequent beatings that he was forced to endure for being 'nerdy'. What he couldn't deal with was the loneliness that came with excluding himself from everything and everybody.

It's not that Sasuke enjoyed being by himself constantly. He often fantasised about what it would be like to have a friend, a proper friend; one that wouldn't jeer at him behind his back or humiliate him in public when they saw the chance. But he had found out long ago that it was better to be thought of as dorky and nerdy and to make sure that his appearance was as unattractive as possible than to enjoy the 'other' attention people liked to bestow on beautiful, attractive people.

Shuddering softly, Sasuke hunched his shoulders and lowered his head so that his bangs fell into his face and obscured the tears that were trailing out from behind his overly large glasses and sliding down his pale cheeks. To those that paid the slightest bit of attention to the outcast Uchiha they would have just thought that he was trying to ignore the paper balls that were being thrown at his back.

Suddenly the door to the classroom burst open and Iruka-sensei strode in looking harassed and slightly flushed as though he had run to class. He was muttering under his breath what sounded suspiciously like coarse swear words, as he dumped his brief case and a pile of homework assignments onto his desk. It was barely 9 in the morning and already strands of chestnut hair were breaking free of his ponytail.

Sasuke hurriedly wiped away the tears with the back of his hand; hoping no-one had seen him cry before hurriedly turning his attention to the black board where Iruka-sensei was already writing down a number of difficult looking problems.

Flipping open his notebook, the raven began to jot down the problems as Iruka-sensei's voice filled the classroom explaining the different formula's that went with each problem. Another paper ball hit the back of his head and bounced off his gelled hair causing Sasuke to sigh.

It was going to be a long day.

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Naruto lounged casually in his seat, not paying the slightest bit of attention to Iruka-sensei's lecture. His notebook was closed and would remain so for the rest of the lesson.

It wasn't that Naruto didn't try hard in class but the knack of pre-calculus had always eluded him and he didn't see the point of straining himself when he knew that Iruka would help him later at home after they had had dinner.

It was common knowledge that Naruto Uzumaki, the handsome and popular quarter back, lived with the pre-calculus teacher Iruka Umino. Iruka had adopted Naruto shortly after his third birthday and the blond had grown up thinking of Iruka as his dad. He loved the brunet man immensely and would do anything for him but sometimes Naruto would catch himself thinking about his biological parents, who had died in a horrific car crash shortly after Naruto had been born.

The past is the past, thought Naruto firmly ignoring the empty ache that had settled in the pit of his stomach in favour of letting his intense blue gaze wander around the classroom.

A few girls kept peeking shyly at him, obviously trying to be subtle in their staring, while others blatantly stared through wide dreamy eyes. Naruto tried to contain the smug grin that threatened to spread across his face, knowing that would be the girls' undoing but also knowing that it would catch Iruka's attention. The teacher may have been short and vaguely unthreatening but Naruto knew better.

Settling for a small smirk, Naruto let his gaze continue to wander. Some students were whispering between themselves, exchanging furtive glances in case Iruka caught them not paying attention, some were doodling aimlessly in their note books not bothering to make an effort and then there were the few that were actually doing the problems on the board. The nerds.

It was an extreme few, those who had no social grace, no interest other than school work and had repulsive appearances. Everyone stayed away from these select few, not wanting to be branded a nerd themselves.

Naruto scrunched his nose up in distaste as his gaze found purchase on the back of Sasuke Uchiha, the nerdish and ugly raven that everybody hated. He wore clothes that were scruffy and too baggy, his hair was held up in clumps of gel and his face was dominated by huge glasses. His attitude was no better. He was cold and angry, an unsociable little brat that nobody dined to speak to although that seemed to suit him perfectly.

Although the entire population of the school disliked him in some shape or form and had no trouble showing it to the little book worm, it was no secret that Naruto and Sasuke loathed each other and had done since the beginning of freshman year. There was no love lost between the two and because of this and the fact that Naruto was one of the most popular guys in school, everybody hated Sasuke that much more.

"Disgusting know-it-all," Naruto mumbled, ripping a sheet of paper from his note book before scrunching it up and hurling it at the back of Sasuke's head. It hit its target, bouncing off the dark spikes that stuck stupidly in different angles and Naruto made a small sound of victory, pumping his fist dramatically.

Kiba Inuzuka, Naruto's best friend and an attractive forward on the football team who up until then had been making goo-goo eyes with the girl next to him, turned to his friend and punched his arm. A grin was stretched across his face, causing the tattoos on his face to wrinkle slightly.

"Nice one man," he whispered, winking at the blond who was still grinning victoriously before he turned his attention to Sasuke who had hunched a little farther forward. His mouth twisted down into a snarl. "Stupid little nerd. Doing his work like a good boy should." He snorted and threw a ready made paper ball at Uchiha.

The blond laughed at his friend's antics, alerting everybody in the class to the little fun the football player's were indulging themselves in. Some started to giggle and point at Sasuke, making snide remarks about him behind their hands while others also made paper balls and began to bombard the raven with them.

Unfortunately it had also alerted Iruka to Sasuke's torment and his temper flared, his cheeks flushing with anger. It wasn't enough that he had to be hounded by that pervert Kakashi all morning making him late for the first class of the day but now he had interruptions in his class as well? Well, he wouldn't stand for it!

"And just what is the problem Mr. Uzumaki, Mr. Inuzuka? Do you find my lesson so boring that you have to pick on the students that are trying to do the work?" Iruka's voice was cold and demanded an answer.

Naruto winced, straightening just a little in his seat before he flashed his teacher a sunny grin. "Sorry Iruka-sensei. We were just waiting for you to finish explaining things before we asked for your help."

Even in his own head Naruto knew that the excuse was lame but it was the only one he could come up with at such short notice and from the expression on Iruka's face the blond could tell he was in for it.

It's all Sasuke's fault, Naruto thought angrily shooting the raven an icy glare. If he wasn't such a goody two shoes all the time then maybe people wouldn't be compelled to throw paper balls at him. He knew that wouldn't be such a wise thing to say to Iruka, who was now ranting at the top of his voice at both him and Kiba so he decided to keep his mouth shut.

Sasuke, who had been watching the events unfurl with something akin to terror growing in his belly, fought back a flinch at the glare that he was given from the blond idiot. He knew that this would somehow end up being his fault, despite the fact that he had done nothing to provoke either Naruto or Kiba that day. Later on, perhaps during recess or lunch when none of the teachers were around Naruto and the rest of his friends would find him and beat seven shades of shit into him.

He winced at the thought and turned back to face the front, pushing his glasses further up his nose. One could only hope that they would be gentle with him. He could hope but he doubted that he would be shown any mercy.

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Lunch had come and gone and Sasuke found himself sitting in the nurse's office, cradling an ice pack to his blackened eye. The nurse had disappeared a few moments ago to ring Sasuke's older brother and guardian, Itachi.

Sasuke gazed miserably at the plain tiled floor, pain and loneliness flooding every fibre of his being. Naruto's friends had been just as brutal as he thought they would be leaving him with a black eye, several cracked ribs and a twisted wrist. And despite the fact that Naruto hadn't participated in the beating, choosing to merely stand at the side and jeer tauntingly into the raven's face every time he whimpered in pain, Sasuke could feel his hatred for the blond increasing ten fold.

It was always that blond idiot's fault! Every unkind word, every fist in his stomach and face, every time he opened his locker to find mouldy food all over his books and belongings was Naruto's fault. Ever since Naruto had taken a disliking to the Uchiha at the beginning of freshman year, Sasuke had never been cut a break.

It didn't help with his appearance and his book worm nature but he needed that façade to be able to stay whole, to not help the emptiness that was growing inside of his body to consume him completely.

His thoughts were interrupted by the nurse clearing her thought quietly.

Glancing up, he saw the nurse with a kind smile on her face and his brother standing in the doorway. It didn't surprise him that Itachi had come so quickly. He worked just around the corner so it was no effort for him to come pick Sasuke up when needed. It also didn't surprise him that Itachi looked positively murderous.

"Time to go home sweetie," the nurse cooed softly, bustling forward to take the ice pack from Sasuke's hand. He let her because the pain and loneliness had disappeared to be replaced with bone chilling terror. "Your brother knows that you need your rest."

Itachi's eyes flashed and Sasuke fought back tears. He'd just exchanged one world of pain for another.