I had the idea. it kept bugging me. i couldn't help it.

so i wrote this. it's just a small story, it'll have like, four or five chapters.

First person cause i haven't written in first person in a while.

for those who don't know, a fujoshi is a woman who really likes yaoi.

Enjoy ^^ and remember I OWN NOTHING.

This is so stupid. Why do high schooler's still go on field trips anyway? The last interesting field trip we went on was to the zoo during my second year of primary school. We've been to the stardome observatory every year since then and I had never learnt anything new.

Yeah, stars are big, burning balls of gas, planets orbit the sun, there's an asteroid belt, Venus is the hottest planet and Pluto is a ball of ice that no longer qualifies to be a planet.

I know all of that already! I knew it when I was eight! And no amount of pointless visits to that stupid place could convince me to become an astronomer – though there was a brief period when I was ten, where I wanted to travel into space.

The only reason we weren't going this year, was because I had promised my science teacher that if we went, I'd blow the damn place up.

And he knew I was good for it too.

But now, since I had actually bothered to pay attention in physics, I was one of the lucky little idiots who got to attend an orientation day for Konaha University.

I didn't want to go there; I was gonna go to Iwa University of Arts. They only taught creative major's there; writing, drama, fashion, photography and plain art, though you could also study law through an umbrella course.

It was either that or I'd end up going to Suna University of Mechanics and Engineering.

Konaha University, much like the high school of the same name, was revolved around the sciences; physics, chemistry and biology. If you wanted to go into medicine, then that was the place to go, although it wasn't the only thing they taught there, it was best known for its medical courses.

Although I was interested in chemicals and the like, I didn't want to go into it as a career.

I pitied the people who were only here to please somebody else, much like the bumbling idiots who had accompanied me there. I was always questioned around my school, for my careless attitude but I didn't care what they thought of me, that was their problem, not mine.

My art teacher told me that I should live for myself instead of in consistent fear of what other people will think of me. After all, why have a job or life that will make you miserable?

I don't want to be tied down by anything.

I wanted to be free to fly at any given moment.

But I digress.

See my teacher decided it would be a good idea to send me and a few other students to Konaha University, so that we could prepare for some inevitable future of becoming doctors or surgeons or chemists…

Well, whatever.

The building was huge and made of glass, the grey of the cloudy skies reflected in their tinted surface as drops of rain began to fall.

We weren't the only school there and I saw the distinct red of Konaha High School, the white of Kiri, yellow for Suna – whey they would make a whole school dress in yellow was beyond me – blue for Taki, purple for Yuga and green for Ame. Against the dull grey sky which matched Iwa's own grey, they were an explosion of colour.

We all shuffled inside to check in, rallied into separate corners of the room by our science teachers and told to keep quiet while we were checked in.

I heard someone in my group say we'd be split up so we could make connections with other people.

Whatever, I wasn't looking to make any friends.

We were led into a large lecture hall and given an introduction to what we'd be doing today. Nothing I hadn't heard at school already and finally, our names were called out for us to be put in groups.

It took a few minutes but eventually I heard my name called out with four others;

"Hidan, Itachi, Sasori, Konan and Deidara, group seven."

It seemed each of us were from a different high school; I saw Yuga, Konaha, Suna and Ame along with Iwa, which I was wearing proudly.

My group consisted of an impassive looking kid with long dark hair, his obsidian eyes seemed to take in everything around him and process it all like a computer. There was a guy with white hair from Yuga who looked mighty ticked off to be here, a redhead who looked like he might fall asleep form boredom and a girl who looked excited to have been put in a group with all boys.

We were accompanied by the teacher form Yuga who seemed a little apprehensive towards his student and growled, "Hidan you better behave yourself."

"Bite me you heathen son of a bitch," Hidan barked back.

Well then…

"You should watch what you say, god is watching us, you know" the girl, Konan said with a smile. She didn't look much the religious type but it could've been a nicer way of telling him to shut the fuck up.

"The only god I care about is lord Jashin and he doesn't give a damn what I say!"

"Hidan I swear, if you don't behave today I'll –"

"Expel me? Go right ahead, see if I fucking care!"

"How did you even get here, un?" I asked quietly, not expecting him to hear me, but honestly, how?

"It's supposed to be a punishment," his teacher sighed.

"What? But this place is so cool!" Konan insisted.

The redhead rolled his eyes, "fan-fucking-tastic," he said, "I've been grouped with an emo, an overly excited nerd, an androgynous and sally-swears-a-lot. Can we just get this over with so I can go back?"

His words seemed to shock us all into being quiet except for the kid from Konaha who had already been silent.

As we started walking again though, I heard him say, "I'm not emo."

But wait, if he was the emo…

"Hey, I'm not androgynous, dammit un!"

That redheaded jerk didn't even look back, but I could hear the sneer in his words, "well brat, you could've fooled me," he said.

What a jerk!

I wasn't even wearing a skirt!

"I'm not even wearing a skirt, un!"

And immediately, the only girl in our group turned on me. Seriously, if I'd known people from other schools were this psycho… well I have no way to finished that because I'd never really considered going anywhere else.

"So you're saying that all girls should wear skirts and dresses?" Konan asked, feigning anger but the humour in her eyes said she only wanted to fuel the fire. "I suppose you think we all belong in the kitchen too, huh? Since I'm a girl, you're probably wondering why I'm here, right? Cause women can't go out and do things with their lives, right?"

"Sexist prick," Hidan muttered, apparently taking her side.

"Tch, I feel sorry for the poor girl who ends up with you," Konan concluded, clearly having fun with me and the way I reacted to everything she said.

"What? Un, I don't even like girls –"

Dammit!

I felt my face turn red as I realised my confession and Konan clapped her hands together, letting out a high-pitched squeal – you know the one, don't deny it – having heard just what she wanted.

"Great," the grouchy redheaded jerk muttered, "add Fujoshi to the list, that's just what I fucking need."

I frowned. What did that mean?

"Dammit un, I'm not androgynous!"

"Whatever you say, brat."

So far this trip was starting off worse than any trip to the dome and I could tell things were only going to get worse.