Clash of un/popular

Hey guys! This is my first fanfic. Plz don't hate me if it's cheesy! If you don't like it don't read it! Anyway I'm posting this story because I decided for a change. All the other Naruto high school fanfics are the same! The girls at high school are nerds/losers, popular boys come along, make friends, girls become popular, fall in love blah blah blah . Mine's going to be the opposite! So, here we go!

Pairings:

NejiXTen (main?)

SasuXSaku

InoXShik

NaruXHina

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. That's all I got to say.

It was a cold December's day in the slums of Konoha…

A school bus pulled up outside an old ragged bungalow. As the bus door opened, a tall long haired boy was shoved off the bus by a gang and fell face first in the ice cold snow. Slowly the bus drove away, the laughing students visible until the bus disappeared over the hill. When he was absolutely sure they had gone, the boy pushed himself up painfully, bruises on his arm swelling painfully from earlier that day. Then he trudged along the snow towards the bungalow.

The door creaked open noisily as he entered. He tiptoed quietly across the wonky floor board, hoping he wouldn't hear him. As he took off his bag carefully a metal pencil case from it clonked to the floor and the contents spilled out. CLONK! SHATTER! Oops… The boy shut his eyes tightly, waiting for the dreaded to happen. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… "NEEEEEEEEEJJJJJJJJJJIIIIIII!" (The boys name apparently) Quickly Neji bent down and started scooping up his pencils, cramming them into his bag hurriedly. Then suddenly a shadow towered above him. He gulped. Slowly he turned his head towards the figure. Okay Neji, you can do this, come on, just look at him. He stared at the man's feet, moving up to his baggy trousers, then up to his hanging over belly covered by a dirty white shirt. Then he looked up, faced with a pair of blood shot eyes.

"H-hello f-f-father." Neji stuttered.

"Hello father? HELLO FATHER?" The man bellowed. Neji shrunk back in fear. "Okay, let's see." He began in a dangerous mocking tone. "You leave this morning without making my breakfast and doing the washing. You waste my money on bus fares when you could've walked there. THEN YOU ARRIVE HOME AT MIDNIGHT LOOKING AS IF YOU JUMPED THROUGH A DUST BIN AND ALL YOU HAVE FOR ME IS HELLO FATHER?" The man grabbed Neji by the skin (at the collar bone) and held him up. "I'll teach you, you dirty little *****" (I don't like writing swear words and no I'm not a mummy's girl) He twisted Neji's skin around, Neji bit his lip to stop himself from screaming. Then the man bought up his fist and slammed it into Neji's Abdomen. Not able to bend over, Neji could only dangle limply and bite his lip. Without warning, the man then bought his foot up and kneed Neji in the ribcage. By now Neji was bleeding and he could taste blood from his lips due to biting it. Satisfied from his beating, the man grinned evilly and drew Neji's face closer to his.

"Now listen closely boy," he grunted into Neji's face, he could feel the man's alcoholic breath on his cool skin. "1) every morning from now on you will do twice the amount of chores you usually do. 2) DON'T ENER TAKE MY MONEY BOY! 3) You will come back as soon as school finishes to do your chores! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Y-y-yes f-f-f arth-ther." By now Neji could hardly speak. Then the man dropped Neji on the floor and walked away, his beer sloshing out of his cup. After 5 minutes when Neji was certain he wasn't coming back, he crawled onto 4 legs and collapsed again. Seeing that didn't work, he started dragging himself towards the cellar (his room) with one arm. When he reached there, Neji fell on his rusty mat on the floor, also known as his bed and sat there thinking. Thank goodness the teacher didn't give any homework. The reason Neji was late was he had a secret job. You see his father never spent a penny on him, so in order to survive he had to make his own money. After looking around for a long time, he settled for delivering news paper. Every pay day he gathered up his money and bought some bread and drink for the week, but he dared not tell his farther. He'd probably take it and spend it on beer and alcohol. If Neji had lots of money, he'd probably spend it on… Then Neji drifted off to sleep, dreaming about living a normal life…

YAY! Sorry if it's short and cheesy. My first chappie done! R&R! No flames and unnecessary bed comments. Advice welcome. By the way in this story Neji and Hinata are not related at all! Thanks! Who shall I do next? Shikamaru? Sauske? Naruto?

Bye