Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Pairings: To be revealed later - not KarinxSakura

Warnings: Language, Mature Themes

A/N: Personally, I think people hate on Karin too much.

What if there was a reason she was a bitch?

What would happen if they actually did tear her down?

Enjoy!

Hatin' on Karin

Chapter One

B-X-T-C-H

- By Lyrics and Music

Karin is a insert noun here.

I passed the sheet of paper to my left.

From Ino:

Karin = Bitch

I texted back.

From Sakura:

Karin = 100% Bitch

Someone passed the paper further to the left.

From Ino:

B-I-T-C-H

I took the paper back.

Karin is a bitch.

Why We Hate Karin

Reason 1:

Karin

Is

A

B-I-T-C-H

Let me tell you something. Girls are VICIOUS. Guys, they'll get angry and beat the shit out of each other. Then, they'll get up and walk away. Girls, they'll get angry and smile at you. Then, they'll tear you apart bit by bit until there's nothing left. Rumors are like venom. Gossip is like a cigarette. Cliques are like guns. FAKE is just another spelling for GIRL. It just depends on how big and dark you write those letters. BITCH is how you spell Karin. But I know deep down, my names matches up perfectly. The same letters written in bold spell Sakura.

Monday

10th Period - English

"Now, I expect all of you to register and log on," the teacher stated, standing in front of the room with a bored glint in his eyes, "Group A students will be e-mailed an assignment. They will be expected to send it to Group B students. This is the only way I can be sure that you maintain contact with one another."

"But, Mr. Hatake, what if my partner doesn't send the assignment, on purpose?" a redhead girl asked, glare on her glasses blocking Sakura's view of bold, red eyes.

Sakura rested her head lazily on her hand, propped up upon her desk by her elbow. "Then you won't send them their assignment tomorrow," the adult replied. "Any further questions?" he asked. The room remained silent and still. The bell rang. "You are all dismissed," Mr. Hatake remarked before pulling out a book from inside a drawer.

Connections . Net

You must choose a username.

Group 27: Theme: Circus

Sakura rolled her eyes. 'CottonCandyBaby' was the second choice on the list.

This username is free. Please enter your password twice.

"This is so retarded." Her baby pink nails clicked softly against her silver laptop's keypad.

Congratulations! Your account is fully activated.

Inbox: 1 unread message

Partner Status: Online

The emerald eyed girl sighed and clicked on the unread message.

From: Professor Hatake (admin)

To: Period 10 Class (addresses cannot be displayed)

Subject: Homework Assignment

Nice work, you've registered yourself. Now remember not to reveal any personal information or talk to anyone about who your partner is. I have ways to find out. I believe you remembered what happened last year. The student did not graduate with his class. Do not make the same mistake.

Remember that this is something that could potentially be a wonderful experience, so try to use it wisely.

Assignment: Read Act I, Scene I of Romeo and Juliet. (pgs. 177 – 180)

Forward this to your partner.

LiveChat

CottonCandyBaby: Heyy, I sent you the assignment.

CircusFreak: Thanks.

CircusFreak: :)

CottonCandyBaby: I need caffeine right now.

CircusFreak: Starbucks is the shizz.

CottonCandyBaby: Finally, someone who gets it.

CircusFreak: Lol. I'll get you some when the users are revealed at the end.

CottonCandyBaby: I effing love you.

CircusFreak: Lol. Sorry, I g2g – my job sucks.

CottonCandyBaby: Byeee.

Tuesday

Homeroom

Karin = Purple and Black Checkered T-Shirt + High Waisted Black Skirt + Violet Wedge Heels

"Did the color wash out again, Sakura?" Karin asked innocently, sitting upon the window ledge behind Sakura's back. The pink-haired teen managed to see the redhead from her locker mirror. Glossing her lips with strawberry flavored lip gloss, the emerald eyed the girl managed to feign a smile, capping her makeup, tossing it into her locker. "I think we should go get our hair cut sometime together," the scarlet eyed sophomore suggested, "That way, we can get you a color that lasts. Of course, my color is natural."

Sakura = Pink T-shirt + Navy Skinny Jeans + Classic All Stars

Placing her hands upon her hips, one edge of Sakura's lip curved up. A smirk appeared at the offer. "No thank you, Karin," the younger girl stated, "When are you expecting to buy the other half of your skirt? It seems they cheated you out of the other half." Karin frowned, standing up and smoothing out her skirt. "I would gladly go shopping with you."

Sakura + Karin = Trouble

"Maybe some other time, Sakura," she replied, adjusting her thick rimmed glasses, beginning to walk away. Sakura sighed, closing her locker after checking her hair again. Orange and crème stripped bag slung over her right shoulder, holding her notebooks, the girl slipped a piece of pink bubble gum into her mouth. Reaching for her cell phone, Sakura started towards the stairs. She opened the door to the staircase. Karin smirked.

Tuesday

1st Period – History

Pulling her best friend's basketball varsity jacket closer around herself, she pulled out her cell phone, hiding it under the desk. It flickered on before the screen became distorted with bizarre colors. Then, it shut off. Rolling her eyes, the girl stuffed the phone back into her pocket, running a hand through matted locks of pink hair. "Okay, now pick your partners," the woman at the front of the room instructed. Looking around the room, Sakura eyed the owner of the jacket she was currently wearing. He nodded in assurance, smiling. "You have until next Monday to complete the project," the teacher informed her students, taking a folder full of tests from her 5th period class, "You may get into groups and work until the end of the period."

The blonde stood up, walking over to Sakura's desk, pulling a chair over. He sat with the back of the chair against his chest. "So what the hell happened?" he questioned, referring to her soaked clothes. She shivered, still obviously fuming. Pulling the jacket tighter to keep herself from shaking, the scripted blue 'Uzumaki' on the back of the collar was revealed. The look in her eyes answered his question. "Karin?" he sighed, "She did this to you? Sakura, why do you girls always have to start drama? Can't you just stay out of it for once?"

"The bitch," Sakura hissed under her breath, angry emerald eyes piercing into his ocean colored ones, "My cell phone is completely dead!" The look from the teacher caused Sakura to scribble something onto a piece of lined paper, pretending to work. The soft clicking of the pencil grew louder. She grit her teeth, the tapping turning into pounding and a loud resonating snap as the bottom half of the writing utensil fell upon the floor.

Tuesday

2nd Period – Free Period

I blinked, trying to remember what just happened.

Then, I snapped.

"Get the fuck away from him!" I screamed. I could feel his eyes shifting to stare at me.

I didn't care right now.

"Karin," I spat out, "This is between the two of us. So even if you feel like you can never win, don't drag your boyfriend into this." I stood in front of Naruto, glaring at the redhead standing behind her 'boyfriend'. I felt ready to claw her eyes out.

"That's only because you know Sasuke would win," Karin retorted, smirking devilishly.

"Oh, please," I replied, feeling my fist clench, "Just shut up, bitch."

Then, she snapped.

I felt her hands in my hair, pulling against the long strands.

Her nails were scratching my scalp digging into the skin, breaking it.

Then, I heard the noise in the background.

She let go.

I fell to my knees.

I wanted to cry.

I felt the blood dripping onto the floor.

"What's wrong, Sakura?" her voice taunted, "Does it hurt?"

I bit my lip, feeling Naruto crouch down next to me. His hands were wrapped protectively around my shoulders.

"Shut up."

I lifted my head up to look.

Sasuke had spoken softly, but her smirk was wiped straight off her features.

"But she–," Karin protested.

"Let's go," Sasuke stated. He turned and walked away. She reluctantly followed.

I wanted to cry.

So I did.

Tuesday

10:30 A.M.

"Where are you going?" Sasuke questioned, watching Naruto slam his locker shut.

"I'm taking her home," Naruto answered, turning around to face the other boy. "Do me a favor, Sasuke," the boy mentioned, "Control that girlfriend of yours."

The raven haired boy did not show any trace of emotion on his face, remaining stoic. "Is she alright?" he asked.

"She will be," the blonde replied, "Just stay away. All you ever do is hurt her."

Tuesday

11:00 A.M.

Wearing a pair of flannel pajama pants and white, cotton tank top, Sakura sat under the covers. "I'm sorry," her friend apologized, sitting on the floor next to her bed, "I should have done something. Really, I wouldn't have minded getting hit by Sasuke, as long as you didn't get hurt." She gestured for him to come onto the bed with her.

"I am okay," Sakura whispered, "I don't want you and him to fight. You were best friends."

"We're not anymore," Naruto remarked.

"It's my fault." Her viridian eyes traced the lines of his face. "I did this."

"No," he protested, "Sasuke hurt you."

Sakura sighed, resting her against the side of his body, "No, he didn't want to hurt you."

His cerulean eyes widened.

She closed her eyes.

"Do you love me?" she inquired, laying her head on her pillow.

"Yes."

"He knew that."

Tuesday

4:00 P.M.

"Sakura," a blonde whispered, peering into the bedroom, catching sight of the figure below the blankets shift. She stepped quietly, the carpet below her feet muting the sounds of her steps. Pink walls decorated with academic awards and pictures cast a rosette glow on the white pillowcase. "I have all your homework and stuff."

Sakura sat up, yawning and rubbing her eyes. "I knew you would feel bad about missing school, so I wrote down what we did in class." Ino smiled, sitting upon the edge of the bed. "I took good notes on purpose today," she jokingly boasted. Her friend, finally awake enough to register the words spoken to her, slid out of the sheets, stretching.

"I love you," Sakura laughed.

"I know," Ino replied. "And Karin will pay for doing this."

"Ino, I know that smile." The jade eyed teenager sat up. "You have something in mind."

The platinum blonde smirked. "The bitch is going down."

LiveChat

CircusFreak: I sent the homework.

CottonCandyBaby: Thanks.

CottonCandyBaby: I feel like crap today.

CottonCandyBaby: I'm gonna go sleep it off.

CircusFreak: Aww, alright. Feel better!

CottonCandyBaby: Thanks.

Why I Hate Myself:

Reason 1:

I

AM

A

B-I-T-C-H

It was blurry.

"Karin."

It was dark.

"Karin."

She could hear her voice.

"Karin."

The siren was growing softer.

"Karin."

It was quiet.

There was no sound.

There was nothing.

Thanks For Reading.

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