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1st person narrative and the person is... Sasuke!
Ok, I officially hate life. I understand that I shouldn't, that I'd be labeled "emo" and/ a hater, but you know what, i could care less. My brother being the best at everything, and taking my family away from me just topped the 'things that will make me hate life'. I will get them back, this is a promise.
Well they aren't officially my family, but we are blood related. I was one of those kids that were not "expected" to be born. They only wanted one child. (Most rich families do) So I belong to a rich family, who hate me for being born, and adore my brother, because he was the heir of the family, for he is the best at everything, including basketball and martial arts. By the way… My family loves basketball.
Most families enjoy football, or soccer as their best and favorite sport. Nope. Our family loved basketball. Which leads me to explain why this is a big issue out of all the rich families here in Kanoha.
We are the Uchiha clan. We possess some of the greatest genes known to man, thanks to an old generation. We come from the 'ninja' period. And apparently during that time, the Uchiha clan was destroyed three times. Until only a few survived. Those who survived were the ones with the good genes. These 'good' genes made it possible so that now in my generation, without trying all that hard, we look and are healthy.
We possess the gene where we can't get fat, the health genes which help prevent us from illnesses, and more. The easiest way to find out whether and Uchiha is an Uchiha, you could look at our black hair that almost looks midnight black. Our vivid eyes, the same color as our hair, our pale skin that stands out thanks to our dark hair and eyes, and lastly our 'vampire look'.
This year things are going to be different, I'm starting high school, were basketball really counts. (In middle school, people barely understand how to control the ball, and in the end lose the game) I guess it counts in middle school too, but hardly anyone comes. Not to mention the fact that we only play like 3 schools... I believe I can get my family's love by being like my brother, if not better.
Sigh, first day to Kanoha High, not my opinion of a fun day, yet again, I never had one. Guess I always think of things the wrong way or a bad way. I'm so pessimistic. Even vacations or being adored doesn't make me feel like I should be happy.
By the way, remember how I said my brother is good at everything? Well he is. His name is Itachi, he got top of his class, perfect grades and full scholarship. I have to beat him at this as well. Got to concentrate and make sure that I keep up with assignments. I will be the top of the class.
I walk out of my home, of course won't tell anyone "bye" because no one would answer anyways. I go to the bus stop where other kids seemed to be as well. Oh great girls. I could do without them, well got to play it cool and ignore them. Don't want them around me more than what their allowed to.
I suppose I should explain this as well. Since I have the vampire look, I ended up having a fan club, which in fact has attacked me. They say they love me, yet they won't leave me alone. I refused to date any of them, so they decided. If they can't have me, they might as well adore me, or rip off something of mine and keep it…. Scary… isn't it?
As usual the girl who had known me for years walks up to me as if she owned me. "What's up Sasuke?" She changed; she got taller, not as tall as me though. She seemed to grow everywhere, but on her chest. I walked passed by her.
"I see you changed a lot. You got taller, and you seem stronger too. You're so thin you make the big masculine boys look ugly," she said.
I ignored her and made the same, old gesture I do when I don't care. "Hn." The bus was coming and I was getting ready to board. The girl who talked to me was Sakura. She has long pink hair, always seems to wear a pink dress (ironic?), has had a crush on me since 3rd grade, and she was the only girl I talked to. She was the only one who gave me my personal space.
"You know, I thought we could start a new year and-"
"No." I answered quickly, knowing she was going to try to get me to date her.
"You don't know what i have to say yet!"
"I'm sure I do, and sorry I'm not interested in girls."
"So are you interested in guys?" I boarded the bus and sat in a seat near the middle. Sakura sat right next to me and as always I ignored her. Her perfume was a bit too much even if it did smell good. It's just I don't like her, she seems so annoying and always in my business. I bet she doesn't even care about me, bet she just wants my "power" of reputation, and my family's money. "So Sasuke are you?"
"Hn."
"Answer me or I'm telling the whole school you're gay!" She was threatening me. Should I give in and answer her? No that would show weakness.
"Go ahead and tell them, it doesn't matter anyways."
"Why?" She was getting closer to me now. I began to move towards the window.
"It's no threat," I looked behind me to see people stare at me with wide eyes, "you already screamed it to the whole bus," I sighed, Sakura was always so loud, "bet they'll tell and you can't do anything to stop it."
"Just go out with me! They won't think you're gay if you do!" The door started to close and the bus driver was getting ready to leave.
"Wait! Don't leave yet!" Some guy ran to the doors of the bus and started pounding on the door. The bus driver did not seem very happy. He opened the door and let him in. A blond boy followed by a brown haired girl entered and sat right in front of me and Sakura.
Turns out he ran as fast as possible just so that the girl next to him could catch the bus. The boy was going to drive himself to school but after hearing she was late ran as fast as possible so that she could make it. Without thinking he just thought about the girl and the bus, and avoided the easy way out, both of them just driving there. Why did I care? I don't know.
We made it to the school and everyone seemed to hurry about leaving the bus. The blond boy was pushed back to his seat and people kept passing too quickly that his turn to exit was not allowed. I waited after Sakura left and ignored him trying to get out.
I sighed. At the last minute I felt bad for the blond.
I waited next to the blonde's seat to let him and his friend pass. I noticed that the boy was a little shorter than me and a bit more masculine. His eyes were a blue color, so breathtaking that you wouldn't think the ocean was so beautiful anymore. They were so powerful, not like the regular light blue that most blonds have.
The girl was breath taking as well. She seemed to be my age and yet she had a model's body. Her hair really kept you wondering what kind of girl she was. It was brown, and her face showed as if she was timid and quiet, yet she seemed to have a necklace of a wolf. Her skin was not as pale as mine but it was pale and quite smooth looking.
"Thank you," The blond one said before he got off with his friend behind him.
My classes were just as I expected them to be. Morning gym, then math. Got Language Arts, Social Studies, lunch, cooking, and lastly science. I got cooking so that I could actually eat something. My parents don't even give me money for lunch. (And signing up for the free lunch is stupid, since everyone knows my family is rich) I plan to get a job soon that way I can actually have money for whatever I need.
Lunch wasn't really my biggest worry, as I heard the bell ring I went to my first class. Since it was the first day, we didn't have to get dressed out. (Thank goodness) Mental note 'got to make sure to bring my clothes to gym'. They still made us go into the locker room so that we could put our clothing in, and also learn how to use the lockers. (Who doesn't know how to use a locker? I mean really?)
I couldn't help but notice that the blond guy that I saw this morning had my class. Was he also a ninth grader? He didn't look it, his muscles look like they belong to someone else, older anyways. He was also skinny, not as skinny as me though. I can get stronger, but you can't really tell because my body doesn't really show muscles. It's just my body I suppose.
Today, we played basketball. Apparently the guys in the class thought that I was an emo kid ,the kind that don't work out or do anything. Ten of us got together and made teams. I got a team with a guy named Choji, a fat dude who was eating the whole time when we were in the locker room. A girl named Hinata, who had short-black hair, and white eyes. (White?) Sakura who kept wrapping her arm around me. Lastly some blond chick that had one eye covered by her hair names Ino. Ok, I got a bad team, that's what i get for accepting a challenge when I know that girls will get close to me and forget about playing.
By the time the other team made five baskets, I found out, Choji cannot play, Hinata is shy and doesn't really move, and the other two girls keep fighting about some random thing. This was a game of five against me, sigh.
I can do this. A brown haired guy came up to me, running as fast as possible, dribbling the ball. I turn sideways, like if i was giving him a way to pass. At the last second, I snatch the ball from him and run to the basket on the opposite side. I jumped and swooshed the ball in then passed the ball back to the shocked brown haired boy.
The brown haired boy I just stole the ball from had these two tattoos on his face of red triangles which made him seem like a canine. I saw him whispering to another brown haired boy, only this one had long hair and white eyes. (White again?) They kept glaring at me when they came to me and passed me the ball to rebound it to them. Five against one, sigh.
I won in the end, score 5 to 12. I noticed that the blond dude didn't even try to come at me. The other team started to whisper to each other again, giving glances to make sure I was still there. Great. Am I another group's favorite? The bell rang, and I left, ignoring my fans behind me.
I really hope I don't have a gay 'I love Sasuke' fan club.
It turned out that the blond boy had most of my classes. It was now lunch time and I just went outside, and sat near a tree. I got out my sketch pad and began drawing the school. Surprisingly I have great artistic skills, although no one in this school knows about it.
The blond dude who I met before and kept seeing all day started to walk towards me. I angled my sketchpad just right so that he didn't know what it was I was drawing. Hm, looks like he brought his friends with him. And their all so...
Strong…
Each one had some kind of muscle showing, and they looked very athletic.
Great, don't tell me I made the athletic team mad. Don't want to fight the first day of school.
"Hey," the blond boy said. Great here it comes. "You're that boy who helped stop the line at the bus right?"
"Yea."
"Great, I wanted to thank you!" His smile scared me. Why does the rest of his group look like they want to beat me up and he looks like a smiling sun shine?
"Hn. Naruto let's get out of here. I don't want to be around some guy who came from The Sound Middle School. Stupid freaks are no good," said the brown haired boy with the tattoos on his face. Great he wants me to get mad at him. It's true, I did come from The Sound Middle School.
"What's wrong with my old school? As far as I know, we were never mentioned in any news paper or t.v." My old school was very different from most, we didn't really show our awards or trophies to anyone. Only people who went there knew what happened there. We were more of a 'prison' school, and only selected people can join.
"You trying to make me mad you-"
"Kiba!"Naruto yelled. So his name was Kiba. "I wanted to thank him, not start a fight. So help me, I will start one right now and you will be found in the pet hospital in 15 minutes you mutt." He glared at the boy. Hey, now that I think about it, he does look like a dog." Hey sorry, didn't think he would speak out." He gave him another glance before looking back at me. "Hey do you play football?"
"Hn? No."
"Aww, why not? I bet you would be great dodging all the-" I glared at Naruto. "Never mind."
"So, you actually just wanted me to join football all this time, am I correct?" He looked down, I knew then that I'd figured him out.
"Well actually… I wanted to tell you that-"
"Arg! I'm sick of this loser!" Kiba interrupted. He grabbed on to the blonds sweater and pulled him back inside the school.
"Great..." I got back to my sketch pad and finished drawing the school. The bell later rung and I headed to the class where I can finally eat, cooking class!
I guess if you were to see my expression now, you wouldn't think I'd be happy. I always keep my mood and face the same, why? Well I guess it's because I've never really been happy. My life is really a disappointing one, not to mention the fact that since I'm loved by girls, I'm hated by guys, like Kiba. Also, there really isn't much to smile about. Life really is a lot of mistakes and heartbreaks.
Cooking class, ok where do I sit? I notice that the class is filled by girls, great...
In the back I notice that Naruto also had this class. Great a guy, prefer him than girls any day. I sat next to him, and he turned to me as if he was going to punch me then later his eyes soften.
"Oh, hey. Didn't know you had this class as well!" He smiled at me. "Hey, you don't talk much do you?"
"Hn."
"Well, just so you know. I'm Naruto Uzumaki, don't forget it cuz-"
"Ok class. Today we will not be cooking." I growled. "We will get to know the tools we use for cooking, this is a-" The teacher said, he had short brown hair, and had a scar passing through his nose.
"Hey, do you like cooking?" Naruto kept talking, ignoring the teacher.
"Hn."
"Oh, common-" He paused then he looked at me with a worried face. "Hey, I forgot your name can you-"
"Sasuke."
"Sasuke. Well then Sasuke, do you like cooking?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?" He was getting into my personal bubble.
"Because I want to be," I told him. He frowned.
"Ohh, I know why now!" Oh god, he's annoying. Get out of my business. "You didn't eat lunch, making you hungry. OH! You probably can't afford it, which is why you have this class!" He smiled and shut his eyes. "Hey Iruka!"He raised his hand.
"What is it Naruto?" The teacher stopped and stared at the boy. So the teacher's name is Iruka?
"Can I show Sasuke how to make ramen?" He asked so freely, not caring if he interrupted the class.
"We're not supposed to be cooking this period Naruto."
"Fine then, can I make quesadillas? They're quick and easy to make. Not to mention they aren't messy." He grinned at the teacher who just sighed and then nodded. "Ok Sasuke. I'll make you lunch." He grinned at me as he took me to the back of the class and began to prepare me a quesadilla. His knife cutting skills were rather amazing, he cut the cheese evenly, and he did it quickly.
In the end he made me three quesadillas. "Here you go!" He smiled at me, he extended his arms and held the plate out.
"Hn."
"Oh common, I do something nice for you and all you say is hn." He crossed his arms and laid them on the table laying his head on top.
"Thanks, dove." I grabbed a quesadilla and began to eat it. They were good, I've never had one of these cheap foods.
"What you call me?" He sounded pissed.
"A dove."
"Really? How would you like it if I call you a bastard?"
"Hn." I chewed another piece of quessadilla and kept my eyes on the professor. "I wouldn't mind. Been called worse things, besides. I call you that because you are really annoying."
He pouted. "I'm not cooking for you anymore then."
"How do you know the teacher?"
"Oh Iruka?" He snickered. "He was just a person who would usually help me out." He smiled and stared at the teacher.
"Help you out?"
"Yeah, you see-" The bell rang.
"Naruto, get over here please," Iruka called.
"Got to go, byes!" He smiled at me then went to his teacher. Well time for science.
Well how was it? Lil lame huh? anyways if you like it please rate n comment, naruto's identidy still needs to be revealed (gasp) and Sasukes emotions as well (oh no) how will we know what happens then? well if i get comments and reviews u guys can find out. I plan for this to be a 15 chapter story, unless i get real creative and make the climax so great that it's so breath taking.