The raven-haired male continued his work silently, but he was paying a bit more attention to his teammate now. Every so often his eyes would flicker to her, watch her clean for a moment, then go back to his own work. He was almost completely done with the desks and chairs, when he heard a light tap off to the side of him. He looked up, first at Sakura, who seemed to be fussing over something, and then to the source of the noise. The broom was propped up against the closest wall, but Sasuke knew that the girl hadn’t put it there. And neither had he.
Slowly, his scrubbing came to a stop, and he stood, dark eyes never leaving the broom, staring it down accusingly.
“… I didn’t touch them. Did you move the broom?” he finally spoke. There was no hint of unease in his voice, just blatant skepticism, as if already prepared to not believe a word the pinkette said. Despite this, he took a step in her direction, instinctively moving away from the object that was making him feel just a bit uncomfortable.
“Eh?” Her voice rose an octave, moving to look at the broom that was propped up before looking back at him. “I-I thought you had moved it.” If Sasuke hadn’t touched it and she hadn’t, then who? Instinctively, her eyes darted back at where she had seen the stack of erasers. What she saw, or rather what she didn’t see made her blood run cold. No, instead of the stack of black foam erasers was her pencil pouch which she was sure was neatly kept inside her bag.
Wanting to get away from the spot immediately, she snatched the pouch with her hand and walked towards where her bag was. Not surprising enough, the back was opened and some of her items were sprawled out around it as if someone had been searching it. Scrunching her brows together, she quickly placed everything back inside and zipped it up tight, placing the cream colored bag on top of her desk. “Sasuke,” She began, her green eyes still looking at the bag in thought. “Are you sure it’s just-” Before she could even finish, one of the books from the bookshelf that was placed behind her fell, narrowly missing her form.
That was the last straw, and she instinctively jumped away, her hands formed into fists ready to fight. Seeing no one there, she slowly got closer to the book, holding it lightly and then looking back up at the shelf. There was no way that could have fallen on its own, those books were tightly packed together.
Sasuke went about his work, mindlessly spraying and wiping, spraying and scrubbing. He had decided to not react to Sakura’s comment about scraping the gum from under the desks, and quickly made up his mind about “forgetting” about it. If they got in trouble for it later he would take the blame – it’s not like they would get reprimanded too harshly, anyway. They were both great students.
The time seemed to be going by so slow. It had to have been only 5 minutes but it felt like an eternity. He hadn’t so much as glanced at the pinkette when he heard her say his name. He looked up from his spot on the floor, rag on the leg of a table, and eyed her warily. What did she want? And why was she bowing to no one?
“It’s just us, Sakura,” he said flatly, looking towards the door for a split second. It was wide open, but he hadn’t heard so much as a footstep in the hallway the whole time they had been cleaning, “You must be imagining it.” He went back to cleaning, completely unphased by her silly antics.
“Aha...maybe you’re right.” She chuckled, looking at the door with slight worry. No, the more she thought about it, the more anxious it would make her. Finally deciding to brush it off her, the pinkette took one final glance at the door before turning to gather the broom she had been previously holding. To her surprise, however, the item was no longer where she had left it. She was sure she had dropped it on the podium. Looking around, she noticed that the broom was on the other side of the room. Okay, how could that possibly be there?
Maybe Sasuke needed it and took it with him? He could be stealthy at times, well, he was a ninja afterall. Figuring she could just grab the broom later once Sasuke was done with it, she walked up to the board. She would need to erase the writings and then clean it up with a rag and special spray as she had done plenty of times before. Looking around, she noticed that the erasers usually placed on the side of the board weren’t there either. Perhaps their professor had placed them back inisde the drawers of the desk. Reacing out for the tiny handle on the desk, she pulled the drawer open and noticed that it was empty except for a notebook. Strange, well, maybe they had some in the staff room?
It was no exaggeration when she would say that her heart almost burst once she turned around and saw that the erasers were neatly stacked on top of one another in their usual place next to the board. Okay,she was 100% sure that those were not there before. Was someone playing a prank on her? Was there a hidden camera somehwere?
“U-uhm Sasuke...did you move the erasers?” Sakura spoke shakily, her eyes darting back and forth between the eraser stack and him.
The teacher had gone on and on for far too long, their voice a boring and monotonous sound, and it was no surprise when Sasuke had caught his mind wandering off. Class has been so easy, he was ready to go, pick up dinner on the way back to the dorm, and enjoy some time to himself. Naruto had mentioned he would be out this evening, and that was rare. It had been too long since the raven had got to do anything in peace and quiet.
But his fantasy was cut short when the teacher announced the classroom clean-up crew for the evening, and of course his name was wrote down. His name, and his teammate’s. At least it would be someone he could tolerate, he thought as he stood up from his seat and walked to a cabinet that was in the front corner of the room. Inside were papers, books, various supplies, and a spray bottle with disinfectant. That’s what he needed.
As he was wiping off the tables, a look of annoyance mixed with boredom on his pale features, his pink-haired teammate ran up to him.
“I agree. I’m not trying to be here all night,” he said and nodded, spraying the desk in front of him once more and scrubbing at some ink.
“Alright then, I’ll finish sweeping and erase the boards, you can finish that.” She pointed at the desk he was currently scrubbing. A smile creping up to her face as she continued. “Then you can scrape the gum from underneath the chairs and tables.” The words were spoken with an innocent and sweet tone, an attempt to make the disgusting activity seem like nothing. The last time she had clean up duty, she was stuck doing the task. “LIKE HELL I’LL DO THAT AGAIN SHANNARO!” The inner voice in her head whome she lovingly referred to as well, ‘Inner Sakura’ yelled out, fist waving in the air.
Before she could even hear her friend’s response, she had already walked off, dragging the broom she was holding behind her. Being light on her toes, she began to sweep from her side of the classroom, making her way around to the teacher’s podium. Maybe it was because her mood had lightened up from being distracted by the chore, but Sakura found herself humming a light tune in the process. Hopefully, she wasn’t too loud, she thought, walking in backwards steps as she cleaned the sides of the floor around the podium.
As she continued, her attention was fully focused on her job, making her accidentally elbow the person behind her. With a gasp, she stopped, trning around to apologize. Shit, she was barey on Sasuke’s good side as it was, she didn’t want elbowing him to bring her back to his bad one.
“I’m so sorry Sasuke-kun!” She bowed, eyes shut tight and broom left to rest against the board. Hearing no response, she opened her eyes to peek at the Uchiha, expecting to meet his death glare. To her surprise hwoever, there was no one there. What the-
Her head darted back to where she had last spoken to her friend and her eyes widened as she saw him still on the other side of the room, cleaning way at the desks. There was no way he could have gone back there in just a few seconds. so just who was she apologizing to? Or was he trying to prank her? No, he wasn’t like Naruto who would surely do that without a doubt.
“Uhm Sasuke-kun...you didn’t see someone else did you?” Sakura remained calm, curious about what the hell just happened.
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Utakata surely enjoyed being on his own.
He was used to spending time alone, and he was used to knowing what to busy himself with.
The first week of classes went smoothly and rather quickly, as he invested most of his free time exploring the campus and learning where he’d be having most of his classes so he wouldn’t feel lost nor get late to class ever again.
He was confident about this term… Not that his tutors would bother to care.
He was resting agains the bedframe when he decided it was about time to explore the surrounding areas, as he’d have to stay within the campus area during the week.
He grabbed his phone, checking the satellite map for his current location, hioping to find something interesting to do.
“I could just…” he paused his moves, considering flying up in his bubble.
“Nah, that’s was too much work in case there´s nothing worth getting up for” until his eyes landed on a large blue spot on the map.
“Is that a beach?” he sort of smiled. Not really a smile, but the corner of his lip definitely rose a bit.
The male changed into something lighter, beachier, grabbed his parasol (because he was the type to fall asleep on the beach and get a partial sunburn), a bag over his shoulder and just headed out.
With earphones plugged in and some catchy tunes accompanying him along the way, he walked towards his destination.
After a few tunes on his playlist (because he had lost track of time and now music became a mean of time measurement) he could feel the scent of the sea, and people wearing their swim attires.
“Damn, too bad I didn’t see this coming” he concluded, passing by an ice-cream seller that was showing his products to several custumers.
“I should have flown over and check how crowded this place would be” he cursed as he saw more and more people with sandy feet and wet hair, probably from a nice dive on the sea.
“Fuck it, I’m here already, let’s see if I can find a place to sit” he grumbled as he walked deeper into the beach and already decided to just take a stroll by the shore, in the worse case scenario.
He had walked for another couple songs when he spotted a young couple getting up.
Utakata slowed his pace, and eyed the spot “Are they going for a dive?” he waited. The girl started to gather her clothes while the boy tried to swat the sand from his shorts “Are they leaving?” he said with a glimpse of hope, already taking a look around to see if anoyone else was lurking for that same piece of sand, concluding no one had noticed the other two.
They packed up, checked if they had left anythign behind and started walking towards Utakata’s opposite direction.
For each step the couple would take, the slender boy would take two, till he pratically stabbed the parasol deep into the sand as if it were a flag on the moon.
“My spot!” he took a deep breath.
He pulled his towel from his backpack, not even unfolding it, and threw it to the floor, then taking his shirt off before he sat down comfortably.
Next, he pulled a book from inside his bag and decided it was time to catch up on his reading till he felt like going for a dive.
Not many songs had played until he sensed someone approaching the area, but he didn’t bother to lift his gaze from the page he was at.
He sure heard a murmur, but the music muffled it enough for him to doubt if someone spoke to him, untill a white hat landed right by his side.
“The heck?” he murmured when pink “thing” seemed to pop before his eyes.
“Wha–” He exclamed, dropping his book on the sand.
Oh god. What has she done? This stranger probably thought she was molesting him! Out of all her options, popping her head up to look at the man she had just dropped on was out of the question. He’d probably have her face imprinted in his memory after this and report her to the police or something. Wait...ugh, she forgot about her ungodly pink hair. Of course, she couldn’t even be discreet without her hair calling her out.
Okay Sakura, you can do this. Just look at him in the eye and apologize, it was an accident, it’s not like you meant to drop on him. Taking a deep breath (A very much needed one), she managed to peek up, her face cherry red, in contrast to the green eyes that would widen once she recognized the face. Whom she was staring at was none other than one of the recently moved in upperclassmen in her university, Utakata. Not only had she now made her face available for viewing but she could clearly see his, or at least the half that wasn’t covered by his chocolate brown hair.
Just like expected, he was taken back by their...interesting greeting to each other. It was odd seeing him without his usual clothes, or...lack of, she thought, her eyes trailing down to look at his chest. Was it even possible for her face to turn a few shades darker? Oh boy, maybe it was because they had never run into each other on a day to day basis but his abs. Were they even real? His chest looked really firm, maybe if she just- Wait, no! She could not think of such things when she was on his lap. Ugh, maybe she had been influenced a little bit too much by her blonde friends. What was she thinking, perving on someone she’s barely met?
Reaching her hand out to dart for her hat, she placed it on her head and quickly moved away from the dangerously handsome man and his also dangerously hard mus- nope. There she goes again. Clearing her throat, the pinkette, sat up, eyes closed and head held high. “I am so sorry about that Utakata-san! I-I was just trying to get my hat you see-” She smiled, rather nervously, and pointed at her hat. The gesture was immediately followed by her bowing her head. All the while, she tried to remain composed and not show the inner turmoil she was currently experiencing in her head.
Inside, there were probably like millions of mini Sakura running around in a panic trying to figure out what to do next, papers were thrown, fires erupted and just chaos overall. Part of her was hoping he could just brush it off and forget the incident, maybe start over with a “Nice to see you” or something of the sort. However, that part got swallowed whole by the jungle of other negative thoughts and scenarios she was currently going through in her head.
Would he label her a freak that likes to fall into people’s laps and stare? If he did, would he tell the others in school? Oh gosh, what if people began to make rumors about her? Doing this to a senpai was absolutely not something people would make of lightly. What if every time she and her friends passed by him in the hallway, they would “accidentally” bump her into him? Oh no, what if he thought all girls were like her and decided to avoid them all together? No, what if he began to hate the female race all because of her?
Biting her lip at the jumble of thoughts, her hands unconsciously went to her hair, tugging at it from the sheer amount of frustration that was eating her up. She was even beginning to zone out.
“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subside to leaf.
So Edan sank to grief,
So down goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay”
- Robert Frost
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Autumn Leaf Roleplay is a Naruto themed roleplay that’s based on both tumblr and mewe, in which the latter platform serves as a social media for your characters! Konoha University accepts both shinobis and civillians alike no matter from which Hidden Village, and academics include the standard shinobi classes, as well as classes such as Mathematics and Sciences etc.
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