When lunch finally came, Naruto walked out with his fellow class mates with tears falling down his face. The cause of this was a number of things. One of them was the fact that he had hoped that people here would at least try to be nice. But that wasn't the case, as they had walked out he had tried to talk to the other students only to be told to go away. In a way it was worse than before. In the past, he wasn't part of a group. Now that he was and surrounded by people no one was making him feel welcome like they did with others.
The other reason was that half his face was bright red and his clothes were damp. When Naruto had gone to ask for hot water like the Hokage told him to, he had asked the kunoichi teacher. She, in turn, screamed at him and then threw the hot kettle at him. Now he was wet, his face stung, and he was lonely. He sat alone under a tree with a swing on it and pondered if things could get worse. He was so lost in thought that he missed seeing someone walk up to him.
"What'cha do?" Naruto looked up and saw the girl called Anko. She was pointing to his reddened skin that was starting to fade.
"Ahh…"
"Were you mean to sensei?" she asked. "Or did someone else do something?"
"I don't know," replied Naruto quickly. "I don't think I did anything to her. She just threw the kettle at me after I asked her for some water." At that, Anko looked a little disappointed.
"Too bad," she said as she sat next to him. "I don't like her that much. She just talks about how her class will help me become a 'proper' lady. And her class is soooo boring. Flower arrangement is driving me crazy and it's only the first day!"
"Wait," said Naruto both alarmed and amused. "You can get crazier than coming into class by a window? That's kind of scary."
"Hey, it would have been so cool if it had worked," she said in defense with a light blush. "If it had then everyone would have been all wow and sensei would have been impressed." Naruto smiled and she then decided to change the subject. "So why aren't you playing or eating with the rest of them?"
"Why aren't you?" counted Naruto.
"Grown ups tell their kids to stay away from me," she said reluctantly as she lowered her head. "My grandfather did something really bad that no one wants to talk about. So they say that I'll end up like him since I'm related." Anko then clenched her fists. "I don't even look like him."
"I know how you feel," said Naruto. Anko looked up and gave him a questioning look so he continued. "I don't know why, but people hate me. Where ever I go there is someone ready to hurt me. At least you know why people treat you that way." Then, an idea came to him. He turned to Anko and gave her a foxy grin. "Maybe we should do something about it."
Meanwhile, in the Hokages office, Iruka was having a nice chat with the Hokage. And by nice chat I mean Iruka was pissed off that he got stuck with the traitors' granddaughter and the vessel of the creature that killed his parents. So he wasn't a happy camper.
"How could you do that?" asked/demanded Iruka. "To put those two in the same room is just asking for trouble."
"Don't worry," said Sarutobi as he calmly sipped some tea. "I told Shino before he got to the academy not to bring any fleas into the classroom because they might land on Kiba." Iruka began to sweat drop.
"I'm talking about Uzumaki and Mitarashi," stated Iruka. "Can you even imagine what would happen if those two bonded?"
"Actually I'm hoping that they will," said Sarutobi. "What they need is to have a normal childhood and that includes friends. No one else will let them play with their children and I certainly can't force them to. Trust me, this is for the best."
"But that's dangerous," insisted Iruka. "With their backgrounds they might end up destroying the village!"Sarutobi sighed and gave Iruka a stern look.