Drama on the other hand was...BETTER!
Iruka stood in front of the stage, talking about...Acting...? Stuff...yeah, stuff.
"Oh,and by the way, I was able to clean the stage to day, Kiba, I believe these are yours." Iruka-sensei pointed off stage where a bucket stood that half the class had been eyeing. Most girls thought it to be dog crap. Kiba's "brilliant plan" that the bucket would fall on Sakura was, well, a failure.
"Wow, he cleaned the stage, now I feel sorry for him.."
"Why?" The kitsune asked.
"Well, after hearing Kiba's plan, I decided to play my own. Not to mention, there were multiple flaws in his plan. This morning, I saw Iruka getting ready to clean the set. I asked him when he'd be doing it. He said lunch. So at lunch, I knew Kiba was screwed. When I was 'in the bathroom' during heath, I offered to assist Iruka. When he left to get something to put Kiba's stuff in, I took advantage. Besides, I know Sakura's going to be up on stage first. Shes been bragging about being lead since I got here. To be honest, I'm not to impressed about air-heads.."
"What are you going to do?"
"You'll see." Whoa, was that a smile on his face?! Oh..very faint...
A few seconds later, Iruka called Sakura up on stage. Almost instantly, as soon as she put her toe on it, loud sirens went off, red lights flashed, practically forcing Sakura to back up in a quick jump where piles of garbage fell on her. When she tried to shake it off, she tripped over a cord behind her and ice cold water fell over her, sent the screaming brat out of the classroom, crying.
"Wasn't that a little cruel?" Naruto asked, laughing with the rest of the class.
"What? She got most of the garbage off with the water, didn't she?" He answered slyly.
"Who did this?!" Every one went quiet as Iruka yelled. "Well?!"
"I did." Sasuke stood up, his hand raised, his tail up, and ears pointed. He was proud that he had messed with her, and it showed.
"Go to the office!" Sasuke left, not looking back, nor down
The bell dismissing school was blocking out sensei's voice.
Naruto shifted his backpack so it was more comfortable. After all, it was a long walk home.
The trees rustling above him made the blue-eyed fox look up. Of course, he was to late. Sasuke landed right next to him, barely a tail-length away, leaves flying around them.
"Dobe! Watch it will you?! I almost hit you, baka! Oh. Hi Naruto."
"You walk home this way too?" Naruto ignored the swears. He knew that if Sasuke had hit, he would be more angry. It was just how he showed he wanted people to pay attention for their own good.
"Don't have much of a choice, now do I? Its not like my parents will pick me up." He looked down, avoiding Naruto's gaze.
"Why not?" The blond asked.
A small flare in Sasuke's eyes surprised him. "They just wont, ok?!"
The kitsune looked at the neko. That was the first time he had really been yelled at by the boy(and it wont be the last).
"Ok. Then, maybe you could hang out with me at my house sometimes?"
"I'll have to ask." He muttered.
"Ok, see you tomorrow?"
"Maybe..Naruto, what about your parents?" Sasuke asked, looking a bit afraid of the answer.
"Oh. Well, there not around anymore. My...their dead."
"How?"
"My dad was..you wouldn't believe me even if I told you." Naruto said. He was used to that, so it didn't matter much.
"I'll believe you." Sasuke muttered.
"My father, he was..never mind-"
"Will you just tell me?"
"Namikaze Minato. My mother was Uzumaki Kushina. There, are you happy now?" Naruto said, his tail bristling.
"Yes." Sasuke said looking at Naruto. There was something there..His onyx eyes were so soft..yet so cold at the same time. He was hiding something that had something to do with Naruto's parents. If not, it was pity. Naruto knew that look. He had it from Gaara when they first met. He pitied Naruto because he too had gone through the pain. If that was the same look, why was Sasuke giving it to Naruto?
"Sasuke?" Naruto whispered the name and blinked, and Sasuke was walking away down an unfamiliar street, heading home.
"See ya."