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Prologue

While having the money,the looks, and women, and not to forget the popularity of coming from a great family name. Life would seem fairly great, right? But what if it wasnt? what if it wasnt enough? One would then ask, what more could you possibly want? The answer to that question would remain a mystery to the young Sasuke Uchiha, born into a world of luxury, comfort in everyway possible, and spoiled to the core. Never having to work for anything, and with just a phone call he could have a new sports car infront of his house.

But despite all of this, deep inside there was a feeling that he wasnt able to bare, a feeling that made him sick to his stomache. So he did the only thing, he bought the only thing that made him feel better, made him forget that goddamn forsaken feeling.

He bought drugs and alcohol.

She was what her parents called a dreamer, because instead of trying to become a lawyer, a doctor, or something similiar she chose to be an artist, and while not being born in a cradle of gold, and not having parents that would buy you an island to cheer you up, she was fairly happy with her life as Dreamer, as her rents' would put it.

So how was it that her life came crashing down in a matter of hours? How was it possible that she was involved in something as dangerous as talking to a high value drug dealer? Goddamn it, was she crazy? Had insanity finally come to pay her a vist?

Ah, now she remembered, she went and unintentionally grabbed the attention of him.

Fucking Great.

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Chapter 1: The Meeting

It was all Itachi's fault, he thought. The asshole thought that by sending him here he would change his way and see, as he so poetically said, the light. Bullshit. That he thought, was pure and utter bullshit, nuff said. But now he was hiding his ass in the bathroom stall hoping that those fricking fangirls would leave quickly. So while he waited he took out a the box of cigs he had in his pants pocket where itachi couldnt find them. Other wise the ass would take them away immediately, tch, and lit one up.

He leaned on the stalls wall and inhaled as sweet bliss came over him.

But before we go any further lets introduce him, yes? But I'm sure you know him already, his family's name was everywhere, he himself was in the magazines, in the Tv, and billboards.

His name was Sasuke Uchiha, born to the fabulously rich Uchiha family. He has an older shit of a brother named Itachi, his fucktard father Fugaku, and his perfectly fake mother, Mikoto Uchiha. Thats not counting his cousins and uncle, the latter thinking he owned the fucking word and with the money that old geezer had he wouldnt be surprise if he owned half of the worlds country's. Now if you wanted to know about him personally then you can find everything you need on google but heres a quick summary.

He was born in a cradle of gold, he had an unlimited golden credit card, had about 10 different cars, and liked to get wasted. There wasnt a club that he didnt know of and was as many would say a womanizer of the highest degree and he would agree with you that he did indeed sleep with alot of women just for fun. He had enough influence and cash that he could pick up his cell call a number and in an hour he could have the newest sports car infront of his house. Yeah, he was that fucking fly.

Now despite the fact the he was swimming in money, it just wasnt enough and soon he went down the path of self destruction, drinking and drugs was so easy to get that it was a joke, seriously.

So where was he at the moment, he was in a bathroom stall, smoking, in school, in an fucking Art school. Why? because Itachi said it would help him, but what Sasuke didnt understand was how in the fuck was an art school help him? like seriously he was thinking that maybe Itachi had been high off his rocker when he told him the news.

So now here he was stuck from 8 in the morning to 3 in the afternoon every single day for a year.

By the way did he mention that he was hardcore into drugs? No? Oh well then now you know.

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She was late to class and knew, she just knew that her teacher was going to scold her. This was at least the fifth time she was late to class and her teacher was going to blow a casket. The art school better known as Red Scorpion, it was a rather famous school and only great artist when there, or you really sucked but had the money to get in.

Her name was Sakura Haruno and she was a tough girl, not like those weak, too fricking loud fangirly girls. She came from a middle class family, decent, well cared for, nice home, so on and so on, and she didnt give two shit about all of that. Her parents were the controlling type she couldnt even breath with them on her. True she had a nice home, but the people inside were the ones that count and sadly her family were vain people, only caring about looks and how much money you made. So she left to her grandparents house when she turned 14, having had enough of their bullshitty ways.

So knowing that she was going to get told off by the teacher adding that she hadnt had anything to eat, she was pissed off and was running down the halls to get to her class.

She was speeding by when she turned the corner and crashed into a wall...and dropped her sketchbook and color pencils.

"God what the hell?!" she said rubbing her forehead, sitting on the floor.

"I think thats my line, pinky." said the wall.

She looked up at the voice and saw that it was a good looking guy...yea ok so it was the humanoid of the greek god Adonis talking to her. She thought he perfect until she heard his comment, for Sakura it was about the persons personality rather than just their looks and if they had both it was just a great bonus. Sadly this person only had one.

"The hell you just called me!" she said.

He raised his eyebrow, "Why are you so pissed, you're the one that crashed into me?" She twitched then shook her head, she was going to be more late then before. She began to gather her things and jam them into her bag mumbling to herself, she was so into collecting her things that she didnt see him checking her out.

"Whats with the pink hair, pinky?" he asked still sitting on the floor.

Sakura twitched at the name and answered without looking at him because she was sure she would pop.

"Its natural," she spared him a glance at him then his hair before turning back at her task, "duckass."

Sasuke's eyes wide never had someone called him something like that, well no one like her anyways, no female had ever insulted him before. He was speechless for a moment. She finished getting her thing then checked her cell for the time and saw that she was at least 10 minutes later already, her teacher was going to murder her. She scrabbled to get up and nearly fell again at her clumsiness.

"Goddamnit son-ofa-chicken " she took off and was about half way down the hall when she turned back at him and yelled, "SORRY MAN IM GONNA BE LATE!"

Sasuke was just...flabbergasted. What was wrong with this girl? He raised his hand slowly and did a weak wave at her before she took off again.

A women, a female, just ignored him, completely ignored him...and insulted him at the same time. AND she had pink hair that she claimed was natural!

Which he knew was utter shit, people just dont have pink fricking hair.

What in the fuck just happened? He was calmly coming out of the restroom and then he was slammed into the ground.

He stood up and was about to leave when he saw a piece of paper in the floor, picking it up he saw that it was a sketch; a really good one, of a forest. It was all in pencil so it was black and grey but he could clearly see all the details and it was amazing. He then remembered that the girl had dropped her things and must have missed this sheet. He was thinking of giving it back but he had no idea where she went so he thought about giving it to her the next time he saw her, but right now he was going to skip all his classes and was going to the roof to smoke something before he got home to Itachi where the man would be breathing down his neck like a fucking vulture.

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