Naruto spared the Uchiha a sidelong glance, almost grumbling out loud at the look of total emotional control on his face. It really did rub him the wrong way that Sasuke could just sit there with his hands folded underneath his chin so casually without giving the slightest clue that he even cared about what was going on around him. Did he seriously think it was a good thing to just ignore everyone and everything around him? How did that get him anywhere anyway? That had never made sense to him. The teachers never gave him anything other than praise, even when Naruto knew he didn't deserve it in the slightest. He knew he was the Last Uchiha and everything, but how could that possibly be a reason to just instantly admire him for everything he did. It wasn't like everything he touched turned to gold or anything crazy like that. Hell, he wasn't even that good.
