The burning heat, from early in the day still lingered in the darkened sky. Sitting alone, he inhaled the fresh air greedily. He yawned as he stared up into the empty sky, the only thoughts streaming through his mind were 'Man moving, can be so tiring' he mentally sighed to himself, before removing himself up off the ground and slowly began staggering into his new... And still empty house. As he opened the door, the hinges creaked under the pressure that built up around them. Stepping inside, the odor of the new filled his senses, and the tiny voice in the back of his head whispered: ~I don't wanna be here...~

From around a corner the figure, of a beautiful woman appeared, she paused for a moment starring at the young boy standing in the door way.

Her sweet voice echoed through the hollow halls, as she said: "You going to be closing that door anytime soon?" she smirked as the sentence rolled off her tongue.

He just stared blankly into nothing, when his vision returned and his mind became clear again... He processed what she had just said, and softly mumbled: "Yea..."

He grabbed the back of the door, turning with it and closed it with a loud click. He sighed again and started walking towards the stairs, to his not so amazing room.

She watched him silently before asking in a concerned and caring voice: "Yuki? You okay?"

He stopped in mid-step, hesitating before making a fake comment for her comment: "I'm just tired... That's all... I'm going to bed... After all I do start school in the morning anyway... G'Night." he began climbing the stairs again, and disappeared from sight. In the moment silence was then broken by the sound of a door, being softly slammed shut.

She sighed, and whispered to herself: "Good night, I guess... Love you too baby..." A taller darkened figure appeared behind her, wrapping her in a tight warm embrace, kissing the top side of her head, before asking: "What's the matter Ayla-Chan?" his low seductive voice crawled through her ears.

"I think that Yuki's upset about something... And no matter what we do, I know he's going to hide it..." her voice almost a whisper, full of worry.

"It might just be that he's tired, give him a few days, I'm sure he'll be fine." He tried reassuring her.

Sighing she gave in saying: "I hope your right," and continued on, with what she was doing previously.

Lying in his bed, staring up at the blank ceiling, he sighed as he tried to tell himself everything would be okay. He rolled over to face the wall as his thoughts over took him again... 'C'mon Yuki... It's not that bad... Things could be worse... So what if you moved to a new place hundreds of miles away from your old home, so what if you left all your friends behind... You can adjust and make new ones...' Snapping back he sighed and groaned: "Awe! Who am I kidding," Grabbing his hair and pulling at it angrily, "I can't stand this... It's horrible." He rolled over again, burying his face into his pillow, closing his eyes and allowing sleep to over take him... Hoping that it would all be better in the morning...

/As darkness surrounded him, blinded to everything, he raced into the unknown, his heart beating rapidly, he could feel the lack of oxygen seeping into his lungs, clutching at his chest, the rank smell of blood overwhelmed him, as he heard distant screams, with inaudible words filled his ears, as he fell to his knees, clutching his head tightly leaning over and screaming.\

He woke up to the low irritable beeping of his alarm clock, smacking it fairly hard, opening his heavy bagged eye-lids, blinking into focus, he noticed he was laying on the cluttered floor, of an unfamiliar room. A small groan escaped his lips, as he shifted his weight onto his knees and elbows. Getting up off the ground he staggered slightly as he reached for the door knob, opening it tiredly, he stalked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him tightly, and locking it, he leaned over the sink, turning on the tap, and splashing water up into his face, as he talked to himself: "Damn dreams... Why do they always have to make things worse? I-" A loud rap on the door startled him, as his heart still raced, he answered with a loud: "Yea?"

A soft low voice almost muted from the other side of the door, asked: "You okay in there?"

"Yea... I'm fine..." And mumbled out... "At least I think..."

"Well then hurry the hell up... Or you're going to be late..."
"Yea, Yea... I know dad... I'll be down in a moment..."

"You better be... Or else I'm going to have to kick some ass."

"Oh yippee..." He grabbed the towel that hung neatly on the rack behind him, patting his moistened face dry, before retreating back to his room to get dressed... For his ever so exciting... First day in a new school...

Racing down the stairs, to the front door, dressed properly in his uniform, he called out his good-byes, and left with-out another thought. He tracked down the sidewalk and began his journey, into the new world he had just entered. On his way to the high school, he passed by several corner stores, and stopped to pet a few stray cats, that he came across on the way. When at last the school came into view, as he approached the cross walk, everything seemed to instantly get filled with the bodies of others. They're making it very difficult to get to his desired location. But as he observed and weaved his way in and out of the people he realized almost half of them were wearing the same uniform as he. 'Oh great... if there's that many people out here... Just imagine them all crammed inside that building...' He sighed as he finally gained entrance into the school doors. Upon entering, he had to blink a few times, taking in the amazing and orderly view that was formed in front of him. He walked down the halls, looking for the office, to confirm his rightful place within the facility. After about 15 minutes, everything was in order, and he was warmly welcomed. Strutting down a deserted hall and down a flight of stairs he came across his first class room. Walking inside, he introduced himself to the teacher, asked a few basic questions and took a seat before the room was pact at the chime of the bell.

The loud noises of people chattering and a few fan girl screams, the class settled down, as was preparing for it to start. Before anything official started the teacher stood in front of the bored, and spoke in an oddly soothing voice: "Class I would like to point out that we have a new student among us today. His name is Yuki Uchiha, and I hope that you will all welcome him with open arms. And again, I am Jiraya-Sensei, and I am your Chemistry Teacher." Smiling he turned and began writing some notes, before returning to his desk, and start taking attendance. He glanced over to the empty desk, in the far window corner, that was graffiti, and worn down. Shaking his head slightly, and returning to his work. As Yuki finished the notes, and went to start to work on the questions, the door opened, and taller boy, with black shaggy hair, that covered his face, entered by making a huge scene.

"Alright, now that the party is here... You can stop being normal..." A few of the students shuffled, and all of them smiled almost ready to cheer, before Jiraya-Sensei's blunt voice broke the sensation with a stern: "Why the hell are you late Taikori?"

"Well why not? It's not like we actually do anything important in the lame class anyway..."

Sensei went to speak again, before Taikori gave him a devious smile... Then hesitantly he paused, before saying: "You're lucky your mother scares me... Otherwise I would have to kick your ass..."

A few 'ahhs' came up from around the room, before chatter broke out. From all the mixed conversations the few words Yuki heard from most of them were: "Damn, his mom is so fucking fine..." He shuttered from the thought of them actually like a guys mom... Then silently went back to work. Not paying anymore attention, to anything around him. The bell interrupted his concentration, and thoughts', indicating that is was time to move for the next class.

On the long walk to the other side of the school, through the overcrowded sea of people, he couldn't help but notice the fact, that the only thing on his mind, was the structure, and attitude of that obnoxious guy, from earlier. While being mesmerized, he had no idea where or what he was doing, when he made a painful contact with something before him. As he came back into reality he noticed he was surrounded by a circle of people, and before him was a big, oversized guy hovering over him, with a huge angered scowl spread across his face.

Yuki blinked to adjust to what was going on, when the guy bunched his fist into his shirt, raising him up to meet his face, as he spat: "You want to fight or something, you stupid piece of shit?"

He blinked before shaking his head, and answering with a quiet, and somewhat afraid: "No… Gomen…."

"Tch… I doubt that…" as these words were spoken, something painful made contact with Yuki's face, causing him to crash to the floor, with blood beginning to trickle from his nose and forehead. In complete shock he just sat there, his eyes wider than a deer caught in head lights. He watched as something else flew towards him. Crouching over, he tasted the metallic substance fill his mouth before he began to cough up blood. Looking up at the boy, he watched as he prepared to hit him again, closing his eyes, he waited for the contact but nothing came. Being some what brave, he opened his eyes to see the boy, lying on the ground with blood and sweat dripping off his face. A tall figure stood in front of him, with an offering hand held out towards him. Shaking slightly, he took it, and rose himself up off the floor.

"Heh, You okay there newbie?" A lower voice chimed into his hearing.

Nodding politely, and wincing at the pain that just shot through his chest. He grabbed at it, and held it in wonderment… 'Why does it hurt? I didn't get hit there….'

Looking at him concerned, he took his thumb and brushed it across his bottom lip, to rid of the drying blood. Licking it from his finger, he grinned, and spoke: "You should be more careful, and watch where you're going; I'm not always gonna be there to save your dumb ass."

In an un-amused scowl, he looked at him hatefully, "I didn't need your help… I could have got out of it myself." Wiping his face clean of blood, he turned and prepared to walk away.

"Oh yea… I would of like to of seen that. If you want to, I'm pretty sure, that Tsuki here would always love to re-own you ass."

Yuki scoffed, and began to walk faster, as he heard the oversized boy talking to his savior, "Damn you Taikori… That hurt… Why do you always have to do that?"

"Same reason why you continue to pick on kids littler than you. It's fun."

"Damn you… Teme…."

"Yea, Yea, Yea…" He shoved him backwards, "Get lost you oversized tank."

Tsuki growled as he turned and began waddling down the hall. Taikori cocked his head to the side slightly; as he gazed out at the direction the newbie went… Hoping he was still close by… But no such luck, sighing mentally, he turned and left the building, some what feeling down.