Sasori hated this. It was so stupid. He didn't want to go back to school, however easy it was. Clutching his bus ticket in one hand, and his laptop under the his other arm, he strode up to the bus stop, taking large confident steps. He had woken up that morning very irritable. Especially since it was his grandmother who had woken him up. Not the best choice. At least he had his laptop. Maybe he could get on AnimaRO before the bus came
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Sakura felt a slight shift on the surface she sat upon and glanced to the other end of the bench. Looks like I'm not the only one taking the bus to school today... Sakura simply watched him as he placed his laptop on his lap and opened up an application of some sort, obviously not wanting to speak with her. The pink haired girl raised an eyebrow at the sound of familiar noises coming from the electronic device sitting on his lap. Trying to avoid the tempting motion of looking over his shoulder to see what exactly he was playing, she laced her fingers together on her lap and began to twiddle her thumbs. The sounds still penetrated her mind and her curiosity grew intense to the point where she couldn't avoid it anymore. Still fighting the urge she reached for her bag and pulled out her iPod. She popped the headphones into her ears and began to listen to her selection of personal musical taste. Her eyes scanned over to the boy next to her on the bench, still overhearing the sound effects from his game. Geez...could it possibly
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It was hard enough killing Injustices with all the n00bs trying to leech off your experience points. It was even harder with Sakura (He finally remembered her name) turning her IPod at full blast next to him. Then she started singing. He scowled and turned off the BGM and Effects on his game. That was the end of that, right? Wrong. Sasori immediatly entered his music, clicking on one of his favorite bands. 'Caught In A Dream' by AIK started to pump out through the music, the unique sense of style twisting around him.
When was the bus going to come? This was so irritating. His Hunter shot down another Zombie Prisoner with a flurry of arrows. He sighed, boredly clicking on another Prisoner that was trying to sneak up on him. Double Strafing! Down it went. Like this couldn't get any worse. He could already tell he was going to hate his last year at Konoha Gakuen.
What is his PROBLEM!? The pink haired girl's eyebrow twitched in an unlady-like manner, her face immediately shifting to a scowl. Not being able to contain her irritation, she ripped out the headphones to her iPod and tapped lightly on the boy's shoulder, eyebrow still twitching. "Uhm...excuse me, but do you HAVE to do that?" She pointed at his laptop blaring with an interesting tune, she had to admit, to make sure he knew what she was inquiring about.
Sasori glanced at her before turning slightly so he could get a better view. "Yes." He drawled, annoyance lacing his words. Geez, he barely knew her and she was already getting on his nerves. If she didn't like it, she needed to go ride some other bus. He switched songs, choosing 'I Write Sins Not Tradgedies' by Panic! At The Disco. He didn't particularly like them, but a friend had advised him to listen to it and he had never gotten around to it.
Oh, how the boy pushed Sakura's patience (not like she had any in the first place). But there was something worse in Sakura's book than someone who was annoying or stubborn, or even both. And that was being ignored. She hated it whenever someone didnt acknowledge her existence. She got a lot of said treatment from her own parents, mostly her father. So she always tried to put herself out at school to compensate for the lack of attention at home and was always looked upon at "the annoying girl that doesn't know how to shut her mouth." Sakura sighed, not wanting to give in to her neighbor on the bench's silent, but not so silent, treatment. But she also didn't want to get on his bad side. Especially on the first day of school. Not to mention, she never met the guy before and wanted to at least have SOME chance of making a new friend
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Sasori became completely absorbed in his game, especially when he found out that n00bs were leeching his experience points. That's when the announcement rang over the station.
"The bus has arrived for Konoha Gakuen. Will all boarding passengers please head to the loading area immediately. Thank you
"Please stay behind the yellow line." An officer told them as he arrived at the loading area. He spotted the pink-haired girl again and shook his head. She was so strange. Moody, and tempermental, obviously. He packed his laptop into his messenger bag. That was all he had brought unlike the newbage that needed to bring an entire suitcase.
The bus arrived and the passengers began boarding. When he finally found space to get on, he noticed all the seats were filled. "Great."
Sakura couldn't help but glance every now again at the new boy that she met and her mouth gawked upon noticing he only brought a carry-on bag with him to school. But what about clothes? That's when she remembered the school uniform policy, so decided that was the answer. Suddenly a shiver went up her spine. Hygiene? She raised her brow, but didn't catch a whiff of any bad odor when she sat near him and decided to shrug that off too. Whatever...She handed her bag over to the driver who stuffed it carelessly in storage. Sakura would've scolded him, but there was nothing of real value in there anyway, so she passed. She was almost the last person to board, so when she climbed up the stairs she wasn't surprised that the bus was already nearly full. She decided to sit in the back row next to the window so she could at least look outside whenever she got bored. There was an empty seat next to her, so she was at least able to pull out her laptop and sit it comfortably on her lap while using the seat next to her to hold her bag.
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Sasori was actually the very last person to get on. Sighing, he scanned the bus again, only to find a single extra seat by Pink-san. He inwardly groaned, feeling the weight of his bag on his shoulder. At least he was smart and had left most of his clothes and belongings at the school. Thanks to some of his people in the front office, he kept the same room as last year, but not the same roommate.
He took his seat beside her, scooting as far as he could away from her. The seats were pretty comfortable with a television inlaid in the back of each headrest. He glanced over at her to see that she too, had a laptop.
Sasori frowned. It wasn't as advanced as his though. His parents had gotten him the very best and he absolutely adored it. Of course, no one else would know that. The bus started to take off, moving at a comfortable speed.
Sakura felt a slight thump next to her and noticed that someone had decided to sit beside her after all. What she didn't realize though, was that it was the same boy who was sitting next to her previously. She glanced over, and her eyes widened into a "you've got to be kidding me" look. I'd really wish you'd stop dealing me these kinds of cards, Fate. Realizing it was rude to stare, not like that rule at all applied to glueing her eyes on the Uchiha boy, she immediately shifted her stare back to the screen of her laptop that finally showed her home screen. Wanting to get her attention away from the boy next to her she clicked on an icon that brought up aliens and a bunch of marines that sounded like they worked at a drive through for a fast food joint. Hnn...sometimes, I wish my life was as eventful as one of these games. Going on missions and the like would be pretty fun. She gritted her teeth when she reached that same, stupid spot she always seemed to die in and began groaning at the game in irritation. "Oh...stupid...
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Sasori knew she was staring at him but ignored her until she looked away. Pulling a leg up to his chest, he leaned back, sighing. She was playing something as well, but she obviously wasn't as good as him. He glanced over at her screen and recognized it. it wasn't a game that he was particularly fond of, but he played it before. He watched her continuously die in the same spot for a moment before rolling his eyes. "If you keep turning there with the same weapon, you'll die." He pointed out.
"Eh?" Sakura paused for a moment, raising an eyebrow at the boy next to her. Does he think he's some sort of humanoid game guide or something? Seeing that she died...again...she decided to suck up her pride, just a little, and consider his advice for a moment. "Well, now Mr. Dungeon Master, what exactly do you propose I do then?" She pointed to her arsenal at the moment and showed that she had absolutely no grenades and only had a sniper rifle, a pistol with four shots left, and a rocket launcher with only 1 rocket.
He rolled his eyes. What a n00b. Did she know anything? He leaned closer to her, over the arm rest. "Look, if you turn down here," He waited for her do what he said. "There should be a locker up ahead. Open it and you'll find some new ammunition plus a gravity gun." Sasori smirked and looked at her. "Well?" He asked, waiting for her to try it out.
Immediately as he leaned over, her face flushed a bright red. God, Sakura...what the HELL is your problem? She immediately turned her attention to her screen, taking in every step of his advice and decided to give it a shot. Sakura opened up the locker and, lo-and-behold there was exactly what the boy had said there would be. "How did you find this out? Is there some sort of built in game guide in your head or something?" She sighed, realizing how pathetic she looked, taking advice in how to beat something in a videogame.
"How did you find this out? Is there some sort of built in game guide in your head or something?"
Sasori shrugged in reply, pulling a leg up to his chest in a comfortable position. He ran his fingers through his red hair. Upon doing this, it revealed flecks of silver but it was practically unnoticiable. "I just know these things..." He replied, emotionless. And he did. He played almost all games and because of this, the ones he didn't play are pretty easy to figure out. After all, all games have basis on the same things.
"Okay..." Sakura raised her eyebrow in confusion. What does he mean by that? She watched him as he played with his hair for a moment, revealing a few handsome features of his face. She blushed again, and felt like smacking herself for acting so idiotic. He's still not as good-looking as Sasuke-kun. She frowned, another point crossing her mind, But at least he awknowledged that I exist...
The pink hair girl's expression dropped to a frown just thinking about Sasuke. She really questioned why she really liked him anyway. Was it because of just the way he looked, how intelligent he was, or even how cool he acted? He never once said anything nice to her. Never complimented her, no...never acknowledged her for anything other than being "the annoying girl with pink hair."
She sighed, deciding there was no use in complaining. The only way to get things done is to stop complaining and just get it done. Her expression steadied back to a something just short of a smile. Maybe one day... She smacked an enemy from behind with her
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When was the bus going to come? This was so irritating. His Hunter shot down another Zombie Prisoner with a flurry of arrows. He sighed, boredly clicking on another Prisoner that was trying to sneak up on him. Double Strafing! Down it went. Like this couldn't get any worse. He could already tell he was going to hate his last year at Konoha Gakuen.
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"The bus has arrived for Konoha Gakuen. Will all boarding passengers please head to the loading area immediately. Thank you
"Please stay behind the yellow line." An officer told them as he arrived at the loading area. He spotted the pink-haired girl again and shook his head. She was so strange. Moody, and tempermental, obviously. He packed his laptop into his messenger bag. That was all he had brought unlike the newbage that needed to bring an entire suitcase.
The bus arrived and the passengers began boarding. When he finally found space to get on, he noticed all the seats were filled. "Great."
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He took his seat beside her, scooting as far as he could away from her. The seats were pretty comfortable with a television inlaid in the back of each headrest. He glanced over at her to see that she too, had a laptop.
Sasori frowned. It wasn't as advanced as his though. His parents had gotten him the very best and he absolutely adored it. Of course, no one else would know that. The bus started to take off, moving at a comfortable speed.
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Sasori shrugged in reply, pulling a leg up to his chest in a comfortable position. He ran his fingers through his red hair. Upon doing this, it revealed flecks of silver but it was practically unnoticiable. "I just know these things..." He replied, emotionless. And he did. He played almost all games and because of this, the ones he didn't play are pretty easy to figure out. After all, all games have basis on the same things.
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The pink hair girl's expression dropped to a frown just thinking about Sasuke. She really questioned why she really liked him anyway. Was it because of just the way he looked, how intelligent he was, or even how cool he acted? He never once said anything nice to her. Never complimented her, no...never acknowledged her for anything other than being "the annoying girl with pink hair."
She sighed, deciding there was no use in complaining. The only way to get things done is to stop complaining and just get it done. Her expression steadied back to a something just short of a smile. Maybe one day... She smacked an enemy from behind with her ( ... )
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