Sekushi Ishi is my name. I am attending the local high school in my new home town of Konoha. I am fifteen years old. I am the new kid. I have short, choppy brown hair that is dyed blonde at the tips. My eyes are grey and I'm a twig.
I sat on the bus on my first day of school. I was the second to last to be picked up. There was only one seat left. I clenched my books and walked to the seat. Several people gawked that I dared to sit there. I ignored them and sat down.
The bus rumbled on to the last house. When the bus stopped, all the girls on the bus swooned. A guy my age with spiky black hair and black eyes and creamy skin got on the bus. He looked back at me, or rather, what should have been an empty seat. He stopped next to me. Even the driver was curious as to what the boy was planning to do.
"That's my seat." He stated simply in a snobish voice.
I stood up and let him pass. He sat next to the window. I sat back down. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again.
"We should be leaving now. I don't want to be late for class."
The pudgy driver nodded and drove off to school. I figured that he was a snob that was feared and respected.
He looked at me. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. I clenched my books tighter.
"Sasuke Uchiha. You are?" He offered me his hand. I looked at it, not knowing how rare an occurrence this was.
"Sekushi Ishi." I took his hand and shook it. I quickly released it and put my hand back on my books.
Sasuke looked at my books, "It seems we're going to have all the same classes."
"Oh." That was all I said.
I had no clue then, but that was a freak incident. It turns out that the Uchiha were the most popular, wanted, and accepted family. Only they preferred solitude and let very few in. Him talking to me meant allot. Not to offend, but it was like meeting kami in person.
We remained quiet untill the bus stopped. As we got off, he whispered in my ear, "Follow me, I'll show you to our classes."
I looked at him. He could have said that aloud, but he whispered it, and in such a sexy voice too. He walked into the building. I followed him close enough to not lose him, but far enough to make it so to not embarrass him with my presence. A blonde with sparkling blue eyes and tan skin ran up to him and started to chat with him.
"Naruto, this is," He looked and saw me trailing behind. He grabbed me so we were side-by-side, " Sekushi Ishi, the new girl. Sekushi, this is Naruto Uzumaki."
Naruto looked at me. He shook my hand across Sasuke. We were like a human seat belt. We entered the first classroom. Sasuke led us to the back. We all sat at the table in a group. Sasuke took the book closest to me, my math book. I blushed as his hand brushed my jacket. He didn't see as he set the book in front of me. He flipped to the page we were on. I thanked him as the math teacher, Asuma Sarutobi, entered the class and began to lecture us. He told us to do two pages and raise our hands if we needed help.
I set to work. I put my hand to my head and began the problems. Naruto stared at his book in horror. Sasuke did his work grimacing. I leaned over to my left and helped Naruto when I was finished. We completed his last problem when the class was released.
"Thank you so much!! You are a life saver, Sekushi! Can you help me all the time?" Naruto looked at me sweetly.
"Sure, I geuss."
Sasuke grinned. I looked at him. He shook his head. I turned back to Naruto who was attacking my sleeve.
"You wanna go over to Sasuke's with me after school? We have to do make up work, well I do, and it would be awesome if you could join us."
"Can you ask me that?" I looked at Sasuke.
"Tsk, this guy would never ask that! I had to just follow him home one day."
"Yeah, but you need parental conformation."
"Oh, well that is impossible. My parents are dead. They died a year ago. I was sent here to live with my aunt. She doesn't care what I do, so I can come over."
"Oh." It was now Sasuke's turn to say only that one word.
"I guess we're all orphans here." Naruto was sad for the first time.
I put my hand on Naruto's shoulder. He smiled at me. I smiled back at him.
"I should warn you about my brother though. I'm not sure if he'll even be home, but if he is, well, you better be careful." Sasuke looked at me very seriously.
I do not own Naruto. This story was inspired by Kiwi Ninamori's "Brother's Can't Be Trusted". Read and Review.