Konoha Senior High School-

Cafeteria

March 4th

11:55 AM

Naruto Uzumaki frowned as he walked into the cafeteria. It was just as he'd expected, a clique infested high school, he scanned each table momentarily trying to decide where it would be best to sit. Not with the geeks, he wouldn't understand anything they were talking about... the posers would either accept him or give him a one-way ticket to high school hell... too risky.

He hadn't tried out for any teams yet, so sitting with the jocks was out of question, the emo-punk rock group frightened him to no end... he sighed. Three schools in the last year, and once again, he'd eat lunch in the bathroom.

Naruto took one final glance at the lunching teenagers, this time noticing that they all appeared to be staring at him... no, that wasn't quite right... they were looking directly behind him. He turned to see what the big fuss was about.

A pale raven-haired masterpiece stood before him, moonlight pale skin, and a confident yet slender build. He gulped. This was clearly the king of the school, he had all the qualities: perfect face and body, perfect walk, and a huge group of fan-girls trailing behind him. There was only one thing missing, a cocky kingly grin. This guy seemed completely unaware, or unconcerned about his popularity. He glanced at Naruto and smiled.

"You're new here." He stated plainly. The blonde just nodded quickly, hoping that no one would murder him later for conversing with the teen they clearly idolized.

"You haven't even got the slightest idea as to who I am do you?" The raven asked with a smirk. This time Naruto shook his head, it was always good to be honest, even when in a sticky situation. As soon as he confirmed that he really didn't know the boy he was talking to, whispering broke out in the entire room.

"Well, I'm Sasuke Uchiha. Welcome to Konoha high." He said with a smile, the whispers quickly increased in volume. Naruto was now able to hear little tidbits of various conversations.

'I can't believe he's really talking to him!'

'SO unfair! Sasuke never talks to anyone!'

'What makes that guy so special?'

'Why didn't Sasuke greet me on MY first day?'

'Kami, I wish I was that blonde kid right now...'

He gulped. Sasuke just laughed. "Don't pay them any mind, what's your name?"

"Naruto..."

"Do you have a family name Naruto?"

"H-Hai... Uzumaki."

"Well, Mr. Uzumaki, whadaya say we ditch this whore house and find some decent food?"

Naruto smiled. He already knew this guy would be a fun person to hang around.

"Sure." He said grinning as Sasuke led him away towards god-knows-where. It didn't really matter. He had a friend. For the first time in a long time, he'd managed to make a friend. The gods where on his side.

The Uchiha Complex-

Living Room/Foyer

March 4th

5:30 PM

Sasuke walked into his house and ran immediately up to his room, trying, -and failing- to avoid his uncle.

"Sasu-Kun! You know damn better than to run up the stairs like that! Get your skinny ass down here!"

The youngest Uchiha frowned. "So it'll be personality number one today, then..." He mumbled to himself as he made his way back down the stairs, making sure to take his time so as not to be fussed at.

"Yes, Uncle?" He asked, attempting to sound less annoyed than he was.

"Sit down, talk to me for a while. You go out all day and spend all your time at home in that room, when are you gonna grow up and do something for the family like your brother, huh?"

"I'm sorry, I'm trying to get an education so that I can-"

"I wasn't done talking! You think your parents would be happy to know that your out at your stupid British school, learning latin, and american literature, and such nonsense when you could be helping out around the house? I bet they're turning in their graves. You don't need that rubbish. You should be with Itachi, learning the family trade."

"Okaasan and Otousan left tuition for my schooling because they wanted me to go to school. You aren't allowed to use the money for anything else anyway, so you might as well just let me do what I have to do in peace."

"Don't get cheeky with me boy! I'm not against giving you a good whomp on the lip!"

Sasuke looked up to the relieving sound of the door opening. Thank god, Itachi was home.

"For Christ's sake, uncle. I can hear you from the front yard. Surely, little Sasuke can't have done anything that bad, huh?" Itachi said with a smile, ruffling his brother's hair. He was always unnecessarily friendly to Sasuke when they were around Madara, which was much appreciated since their uncle could be very cruel at times.

Luckily for Sasuke, in only a few short months Itachi would be twenty-one. They could move out, then just a little over a year after that, he'd be eighteen and wouldn't have to be bothered with anyone if he didn't want. Or at least... that's the way he saw it.

"Itachi don't you come in here trying to cover for the little runt, he'll never learn to watch his attitude if you do that!"

Itachi just laughed it off as if he hadn't heard his uncle's statement. "How about we let Sasuke go do his homework while I make us something to eat? Sound good to you?"

Madara huffed, but didn't say no, which Sasuke took as a yes. He stood up, mouthed a silent thank you to his brother when he was safely out of his uncle's eyesight, they hurried to his room.

The Uchiha Complex-

Sasuke's Room

March 4th

9:00 PM

Sasuke looked up to the sound of a light knocking on his door. It was routine, Itachi had been coming into his room at nine o'clock on the dot to 'tuck him in' since their parents died ten years ago. Even though he was far too old to be tucked in, and didn't actually go to sleep at nine anymore, it was still a nice time to talk to his brother.

They'd created so many memories during their nin o'clock discussions. Sasuke had told Itachi about his first crush, a quiet girl named Hinata. He liked that she wasn't always chasing after him. This was always when they made their fantasy plans about moving out of their uncles house and back to their parent's old home a few blocks down.

For god's sake, five years ago, when Itachi was around Sasuke's age, he'd confessed to being gay during one of their 9pm talks. At that time, Sasuke was too young to fully understand what that meant, but he was still very touched that Itachi had told him first. These days he understood, but didn't really care. He'd met a couple of Itachi's boyfriends before, none of them seemed especially interesting.

"Come in."

Itachi smiled, and sat down on Sasuke's bed while Sasuke turned the chair he was sitting in around to face his brother.

"So how was your day, Otouto?"

Sasuke shrugged. "Pretty good, I guess. I made a new friend."

Itachi laughed. "You mean you made your first friend. You've never had any before, have you?"

"No... I guess I haven't." How odd, Sasuke hadn't even noticed the lack of friends before... but then again, he wasn't lonely. There was just something about that blond kid, some sort of oddity that he thought was interesting. The guy was different, and most importantly, he didn't cling.

"So what's your friend like?"

"Pretty normal. Name is Naruto... something... About my height. Blonde hair, blue eyes. I talked to him for a while at lunch and after school. Tragic life story, his father died while his mother was pregnant with him and his mother died in childbirth. He's been bouncing around foster homes his whole life, but Iruka's just adopted him, so he's hoping this will be a more stable situation than the last few."

Itachi nodded along. "That is sad. I suppose it must be easy for you to empathize with him then."

"Hai. We have a lot in common. I haven't preached our whole sob story to him, but I guess I will in time... I just... I don't know."

"You're not ready to let him in so quickly."

"Right."

"Well let me know how tomorrow goes." Itachi said with a smile, walking out of the room.

Sasuke nodded and went back to his computer, working out an essay that was due the next day for a few hours before deciding that it was good enough and laying down on his bed, letting sleep take him.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or setting of Naruto. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

A/N: I know. WTF, right?

Firstly, why am I doing ItaNaru.

I don't know... felt like it?

Secondly, why am I piling ANOTHER chapter fic onto the pile of seven that I'm already working on?

I don't know... needed a break from the others I guess?

Thirdly, if it's ItaNaru, why does it focus so dame much on Sasuke?

I don't know... I guess because I'm so extremely Sasuke biased?

Those are the questions that I've been asking myself... if you can think of any more questions or comments, please show me with a REVIEW! Yaaayyyy!

I love all the readers!

-Beloved