Full summary: "My mom is marrying this hot-shot business dude called Uchiha Fugaku. I'm not really that big a fan of the concept, but to try reasoning with my mother would be pure suicide (She is a redhead, see my concern?). So now I've started a new school, live in a new house - a new life (I think I just puked in my mouth), and what do you know? I've even gotten two new "brothers"! One is okay, but the other is a son-of-bitch (I know, cuz I've met Fugaku!)" SasueNaruSasu. AU high school fic with Naruto POV. A lot of swearing.
(A:N) I found this old thing on my computer and decided to polish it a bit and publish it. I love summer vacations 3 Oh and I'm sorry for the inconsistencies but I had to change some of the facts to make the story fit my idea :b For example I know Naruto isn't really from Myoboku (The toad land) but he had to be from somewhere to move some place new and I think it's lame to just pick a random name that isn't even related to the series :) So there you have it.
DISCLAIMER: My mother always told me that if you can dream it, you can do it! Does that count owning Naruto? Please?
WARNINGS: I swear like I was paid for it, except I'm not. This is going to turn into a SasuNaruSasu at some point, so there will be shounen-ai in later chapters, like holding hands and things that are much less innocent :b
Chapter 1 – A new Home, I think not
My mother drove the car in silence. She didn't know what to say, and I weren't exactly in a talkative mood right now. I could see how she kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror, probably trying to figure out what I was thinking as usual. Well that wasn't really any secret.
Ever since she told me she was getting married and we were moving in with the stuck-up-prick, and even worse that I had to change school, I had tried to deal with it the best possible way I could. By not dealing with it at all. Whatever she said, I still felt like she was betraying my father, dead or not.
My mom travels around the world and holds presentations on advertisements for the company she works in at conferences for a living, so she is gone a lot. That's how she met him, her husband-to-be. His name was Uchiha Fugaku. All I knew about him was that he was some rich guy and my mother met him at a conference where she had been hired to give a presentation on advertising, which is in her line of work. Apparently he was considering using the company she worked in to do his advertisement, which was quite the contract I was told.
But according to her, she didn't know he was wealthy beyond imagination when she agreed to go on a date with him, and everything just kind of snowballed from there. Or more like volcano erupted with death and destruction, the way I see it. Though nobody cared to tell me about the whole thing before she had already agreed to marry him, a little too quickly if you ask me.
I looked out the window and saw the familiar surroundings of my old life fly by and gradually disappear behind us, slowly but steadily turning into something unfamiliar and different. Kami, how I hated different at that moment. I couldn't shake the feeling of leaving a piece of myself behind, or more precisely - like leaving dad behind. How was I supposed to visit his grave as often as I had up until now? Myoboku was like 3-4 hours away from Konoha, and had way less public transportation to assist your every need.
I wasn't sure if my mom saw my pain or just randomly chose this moment to try and talk to me.
"What are you thinking honey?" She asked from the driver's seat. I looked up to see her eyes in the rearview mirror.
"Nothing you'd want to hear mom" I said truthfully, staring out the window again to avoid her stern eyes.
"Naruto, remember what you promised me!" She said, and I gritted my teeth, I did promise her, and I never back down on my word.
"Yes mother, I remember" I sighed.
The car fell silent again, and it stayed that way for the next few hours until we reached our new 'home', the city of Konoha. I rolled my eyes, as if I was ever going to have any other home than Myoboku.
"I think that's your new school honey" Mom said, and I looked out to see a big high school in the dim light, as the sun was going down. It looked like any other school, concrete, old fashioned and with boring interior. I weren't the slightest bit impressed. Mom didn't comment my silence; after all she wasn't that stupid. Not long after we had passed the school, she took a left down a long road. A house came up ahead but it was unlike any other house we passed on the entire street. It was huge. Actually it didn't even deserve to be called a house, mansion was probably more appropriate.
Mom drove into the driveway in front of the massive house, and from the backseat I could see the lights were on inside the mansion, and in front of the entrance, a lean figure stood alone watching us drive up to the house.
"This is it Naruto" Mom said and stopped the car. "And that is Fugaku" Her voice was way too happy when she said is name, and it made me roll my eyes. She sounded like a teenager in-love, she was my MOM, for crying out loud. I was supposed to be the one making stupid choices for some chick that wouldn't put out until the third date…not that I ever actually got as far as to the third date, they all grew tired of my childishness before that.
I got out slowly as my mother's 'boyfriend' (insert gagging sound) approached to welcome us. For his age Fugaku a very lean and healthy body, like that of a teenager (mom told me he was 39, and he already had somewhat grown son, well older than me anyway). Fugaku had dark hair, almost black, that was combed back with hair jelly in a stylish way, making him look very business minded, which is probably exactly what he was. He had strong jaws that looked like they were working on overtime from the way his muscles were clenching, making him look very on edge, maybe he was nervous?
"Excuse me!" I said loudly "Could you perhaps not do that?" before I deliberately dropped my bags on the driveway pavement with a large thud when he gave her a peck on the mouth. There was no way this was part of what I promised to deal with in silence! And I would be damned if anyone touches my mother in my presence!
"Oh um, hello, so you must be Naruto huh? I heard a lot about you" Fugaku tried to save the situation and reached out his hand in exchange for mine. I didn't move. I could see he didn't know how to respond, he wanted to scorn me for my disrespect, I knew that much, but he didn't want to give off a bad impression this early in the process. But those rules didn't comply to me, but then my mom caught my sight and the daggers flying from them changed my mind.
I reached out my hand with some hesitance, but Fugaku took it without comment. After this awkward display of power (which my mother actually won, a tad awkward for you Fugaku!), Fugaku picked up a few of our bags and headed for the house.
"I'm sorry my two sons were not here to greet you as well, it is their mother's weekend, you see, and she was very persistent." Fugaku conversed.
"Oh it's no problem Fugaku, I'm sure we will get to spend a lot of time with them." My mom said, trying to make it sound like a happy event. I on the other hand tried not to vomit.
Even though I didn't have any strong emotions towards this place, I had to give it to the old man that his house was pretty groovy. When he stepped inside the lobby, my eyes were temporarily blinded by all the shiny stuff in there. When I got my eyesight back, I had to struggle to suppress a giggle. This place looked it had taken decoration advice from the freaking Titanic movie. Everything was posh and elegant, and even though I found most of it pretty I really couldn't see myself living here. Mom looked like she had been here before and walked casually further into the house, while I stopped dead in my tracks in the entrance hall. Fugaku approached me soundlessly. I already knew I was going to get in trouble with him being this silent on his toes. Like a freaking ninja!
"The maids will help you with your bags and escort you to your room. Dinner will be served in an hour, but feel free to roam the house. It is your home now after all. I will have a private talk with your mother, so please refrain from disturbing us until then." Fugaku said to me, and strained a smile. He didn't like much that was obvious, but I didn't care. That just meant I didn't have to pretend to like him either.
"Fine." I turned on my heel, starting off after one of the maids, but halfway up the massive stairway, I turned again and caught is attention just before he left the entrance hall: "By the way, don't wear my mom down too much, she is getting a little old." I caught a glimpse of the look on his face before I proceeded to climb the stairs – priceless!
The maid was a real pretty girl, and she soon introduced herself as Haku. I liked that name, it made me think of poetry, like roses and stuff. Though I knew nothing of poetry, but that didn't mean I couldn't still appreciated. But I knew my association was flawed since it was called Haiku-poems and not Haku. But hey, at least I knew that.
She showed me down a long hall, with portraits of supposedly important people on both sides and it made my head spin to try and look at them all. We passed a lot doors before reaching one that had the sign "Uzumaki Naruto" on it. Good graces, that meant I wouldn't need to barge in everywhere if I got lost (which I most certainly would, I mean, this place was huge!), I just had to find the one with my name on it! Haku led me into the room, and sat down my bags and bid me welcome to my new room. I was awestruck.
"You mean to tell me that this suite is my new room?" Haku looked pleased with my joyful expression.
"The Master's orders" She said and smiled warmly. Maybe this place wasn't going to be all that bad, I liked Haku.
"Let me know if you need anything Sir" She said and headed for the door.
"Oh please, call me Naruto, I'm no Sir!" I said wrinkling my nose in disgust at the thought of being called Sir from now on. Haku looked weary.
"But it is customary that every resident of this house is addressed as superior by the working staff." She stated. I blanched at her correctness, it sounded like she was reciting a manual in behavior.
"Uh, well consider me your equal, I'll probably have to address the old fart, I mean Master, as a superior too anyway." I said winking at her.
She gave me an endearing smile as she said: "I'm sorry I can't comply with your request. But how about a compromise then? I'll call you by your first name whenever no one else is present." What the hell does he feed this girl? A spoonful of submission every half hour? I cleared my throat to cover up my surprise.
"Uh yeah, that'll have to do then." I said, though I disagreed. "See you later Haku"
"Yes Sir, uh I mean, Naruto" I saw her blush slightly as she corrected herself, and she left the room.
I spent the remainder of the "dinner will be served in an hour"-hour unpacking and looking through my new room. The unpacking part only took the amount of time it took me to turn the suitcase upside down in a drawer to empty its content, before I went searching in my new room. So I didn't have a lot of baggage, at least not literally, it's just that I have never really been the material type, and owning stuff required attachment and nostalgic emotions, which I was fine without. Sure I'd had stuff in my old room, like birthday gifts and action figures from various amines, but when mom said we were moving I didn't see the point in keeping any of it. Plus the bore of dragging it around and watching over it, why even bother? I kicked it to the curb the following day. So all I owned now was clothe. Well that is not entirely true, I knew mom had brought a box of dads old stuff, which I more or less considered to be mine now, but that was different, they had belonged to someone else after all.
My new room was pretty damn awesome! The bed was queen-sized (though I think of myself as a king, not a queen!), and the TV had a high definition plasma screen and was 45" wide, just about the same size as the grin that spread across my face from just looking at it! And was that a PlayStation 3, latest generation? This was heaven! There was also a desk with a brand new stationary computer and a laptop, holly shit, this guy was loaded! Was he buying me off? Of course he was, he was banging my mother! Ew, gross imagery! Bad Naruto!
Though I had only managed to fill one drawer with my clothes there was still an immense amount of closet space left, seeing as I discovered a walk-in closet behind door number one. But still, it was good to know that if I should ever feel the need to acquire more it was a possibility, but I'm not a girl or a sissy so that was unlikely to happen. Behind door number two I found a huuuuuuuge bathroom, I mean come on! The tiles of the room had a beautiful warm orange color, matched with some yellow and red ones, which combined gave a warm autumn vibe. There was a massive marble bathtub, with lion-feet, big enough for two people, and a huge shower. The sink was carved from the same material as the bathtub and had two hoses that looked shining new. I literally loved this place!
Okay, so maybe hadn't been a big fan of this marriage thing at first, but this place was awesome! Why would I ever wanna leave my room again!? Oh shit, the dinner!
When I finally found the damned dining room (Haku found me), we had an awkward dinner with little conversation (except my mom's blabbing, she wasn't a big fan of uncomfortable silences, little did she know her talking made it that much worse though), and not soon enough I was back at my room, after winking at Haku who rewarded me with a sincere smile and a small wave.
As I was lying on the bed I spend a few moments reflecting over my first day here in Konoha. I had to admit it hadn't been as awful as I had fear, I mean, the room was great, but the company of this house still sucked (Sir-stuck-up-royal-pain-in-the-ass Fugaku was gonna take some getting used to), and that being said I hadn't even met his sons yet – I just hoped to everything that was holly they hadn't inherited their fathers lousy attitude towards me.
My new so-called "brothers".
I did not like the sound of that.
