Disclaimer: All I own is Itachi's ass.
Warning: This story contains minor Shounen ai. Okay. So maybe not that minor.
Prologue: Hag got some Shaggin'
Hinata sighed as she watched the scenery that flew past her open window. Her father had done it again, even though she had practically begged him not to.
Hyuuga Hiashi loved to show off his wealth. It was probably his equivalent to a fetish—although Hinata would much rather not think about what happened in the bedroom between her parents. The thought made her quite literally choke on her own saliva, earning a concerned glance from the chauffer in the front seat. After waving him off and telling him she was perfectly fine, albeit mentally scarred for life, Hinata threw herself back against the leather seat of the limo.
Kami-sama, the limo.
Her father had once more, sent the limousine to pick her up from her public high school.
Perhaps if it had been a private high school, Hinata wouldn't worry as much since a limousine would have been expected from the students. But at a public high school such as Konoha High, a limo was far from ordinary.
Hinata could always hear the disapproving whispers of her peers whenever she passed by. They thought that she couldn't hear them, but to her, their gossiping was as clear as her father's scalp when he forgot to put his wig on.
Hinata knew what they thought of her. To them she was nothing more than a spoiled, selfish brat from higher society. The only reason why they never dared to confront her about it face to face instead of "dissing" her behind her back was because she was heiress to the almighty Hyuuga Corps, an international trade company.
As her innocent looking but not really so innocent little sister would say, the kids at school were nothing but pussies.
The lavender eyed girl released another sigh as she remembered her peers' reaction when the limousine had pulled up at the school's parking lot, yet again.
She had flushed a soft pink as she heard the ever so familiar murmur run through the crowd of students that were waiting for their own parents in their ordinary cars to pick them up. Hinata had sprinted to the sleek, black automobile that awaited her.
For Kami-sama's sake, the chauffer was there too.
"Hinata-dono?" The shy Hyuuga was ripped from her thoughts and turned to look up at her Chauffer, Kotetsu. "Your father, Hyuuga-sama, wanted me to let you know that he wants to see you right away once we reach the manor. It's something urgent apparently."
She nodded and murmured a quiet thank you. A few minutes passed before either of them spoke.
"We're here." Kotetsu announced.
Hinata whispered another thank you before emerging from the expensive automobile. Her mind was concentrated on not planting her face into the ground which of course, made her plant her face into the ground. Scuttling to her feet, she ignored Kotetsu's muffled laughs behind her and the heat rising in her cheeks.
Navigating her way through the familiar and unnecessarily lengthy garden paths, she finally entered the Hyuuga Manor's wide, front doors to be met with several maids, all in uniform, simultaneously greeting her. Many have said the act was astonishing and impressive but to Hinata, it was seriously creepy.
The head maid, Izumi, walked up to her and bowed. "Hinata-dono, your father is waiting for you."
Nodding her head back to the elderly lady, Hinata silently followed her to where her father waited for her.
Hinata's back arched forwards, offering a proper bow to the middle-aged man that sat before her. "Otou-sama."
The owner of Hyuuga Corps, acknowledged his daughter silently and gestured her to sit in one of the several chairs that was scattered around the office. That was when Hinata finally noticed that she wasn't the only one there. Her sister, Hanabi, and her cousin Neji were also present.
Hiashi Hyuuga sighed softly, "I have gathered you three here today for a grave announcement." Hinata stared at him intently, quietly wondering what was so important. "From today on, we are officially…bankrupt."
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Old maid Sturaki worked at the Uchiha mansion long enough to have seen Itachi in his diapers and to be the ones to change them. Even back in those days, young Itachi-sama was indeed…impressive—Sturaki had never seen a child get something that freakishly large out of his anus without shedding a single tear…if only she had known that it was a warning sign of something else.
Now in her mid 60s, she was secretly thinking of retirement, and at that moment, retirement sounded like heaven.
A soft groan emitted from the old woman's mouth as she was forced to bend down shakily. "I'm getting much too old for this..." she mumbled as she gathered up scattered clothing in the hallway. "Kami-sama...What in the world happened here?"
The old maid followed the trail of abandoned clothes to the storage closet. Frowning, she pressed her ear against the door to be met with soft whispers and dear Lord, was that moaning? Confused, and somewhat frightened, she opened the door to reveal two naked bodies hugging each other and doing…things, very disturbing things.
A loud shriek echoed through the mansion as old maid Sturaki ran through the hallways and out the front door, faster than you can say, "Hardcore Yaoi."
Itachi frowned and shut the door. "Never liked her anyway," he mumbled.
Kakashi snickered. "Shall we continue?" he asked, his mouth capturing the red-eyed Uchiha lips once again.
"Aniki? Where are you? I heard a scream that sounded like St— Oh, GAWD!" Sasuke had come running at the sound of Sturaki's scream, having thought it was a fan girl who had managed to get past security. He came down the stairs to find his aniki and his sensei…doing something in the closet.
He blushed feverishly and slammed the door shut. "I'm so sorry, Aniki! Sensei! I-I didn't know!" he stuttered, and ran off. Sasuke knew that he would have nightmares that night, and probably every night after that for as long as he lived. He couldn't resist the tortured groan in his throat as he realized that, that closet had been the exact place where he had put his favorite pair of cleats. To think, he had been wondering what that odd dried up white stuff on his shoes were.
Kakashi blinked "Well, that was kind of…awkward."
Itachi smirked in the dark, "Sasuke's a good boy. I know he won't tell father."
"Do you think we scarred him for life?" Kakashi asked, moaning when the dark haired Uchiha began to nip at his neck
The sensei could feel the other man grin. "I'd be rather disappointed if he wasn't."
Old maid Sturaki never again entered the Uchiha mansion and called to resign under a strange reason, which she would never reveal.
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