New Places, New Faces

My eyes are open wide...

A limo pulled in front of the huge mansion, practically the size of a football field, that was recently bought by the Uchiha family. Saying they were rich was an understatement, they had enough money to do just about anything they wanted. They could buy and island, several summer homes in all different parts of the country and even the world. Money was no object to them, they had it, so they used it to the best of their ability.

The limo driver got out of the driver's seat and opened the door for the four-member family that would step out. A man around his early forties stepped out of the luxurious car wearing a black business suit, with a white undershirt under his black jacket and black dress shoes. His hair was short but still sort of long. Next came a woman in her late thirties, she wore a black skirt with a red dress shirt with long sleeves, her shoes were red high heels. Her dark hair was left down instead of being put up into a bun like she usually had it.

The next two members of the family were the sons, the oldest who was named Itachi, stepped out of the car wearing a similar suit to his father's, except he didn't have the black jacket on, but carried it in his hands instead. His hair resembled his mom's, which he kept tied back in a loose hair tie. He was around twenty-two years old and he was learning the business about the company his parents owned.

The last and the youngest of the family was Sasuke, a seventeen-year-old boy. Unlike the rest of his family he wore black jeans that had a hole in the right knee, and a dark red shirt underneath a black hooded sweatshirt, which he left unzipped. He had his hands in his pockets, as a cord trailed from the left pocket leading to the earphones he had in his ears, his dark raven hair was spiked in the back, but still left enough that could spring out in front of his face. He rolled his eyes as he followed his parents and his brother into the house.

A man dressed in a butler's uniform greeted them at the door. Daichi was his name, he was their butler before at their old home, Sasuke thought he wasn't needed because it's just using someone when they could do things around the house themselves. But then again Daichi was the only one who understood him and actually listened to him. Sasuke's parents didn't know about the friendship he had with their butler, but he doubted they would understand.

All of their things had been moved in, Fugaku had paid a lot of men to get this mansion situated for his family. Sasuke again thought it was a waste of money; they could have done it themselves. Sasuke skipped the whole tour from the butler since the older man had gone over the house memorizing rooms he would need to go into, and just asked Daichi where his room was. He nodded when he was told his room was on the top floor.

He left without a word to his parents or his brother and walked up the long flight of steps. Upon reaching the top he turned left down a hallway and found his room at the end. Sasuke opened his door and locked it upon shutting it once he was in. He glanced around the large room, larger than an average teenager would have, and saw all of his belongings set up, including his laptop computer, stereo, TV and guitar and recording station. A set of drums sat in the corner neatly placed as if they were new.

Some people might say he was spoiled, but he really wasn't. He bought all of the items in his room personally, he had a job, and he worked his ass off to buy all of the things in the room. He refused to take money from his parents he didn't want any handouts. Even around Christmas time he refused the large amounts of money his parents tried to give him.

He set his music player on the stand that held the stereo, and turned it on as loud heavy metal music filled his room before he threw himself on his bed, it was large enough to fit himself and one other person. The sheets were black, as well as his blanket. His pillows were white but had small designs of black on it. He had a desk placed near one of the windows that was in his room, which was where his laptop sat.

He sighed as he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He did have a phone, but it was the basic, text, picture messaging, free nights and weekend deal, which he paid for on his own. He removed it and saw it was a text from his friend Juugo. They promised they would stay in touch since he was forced to move from where he lived before.

The youngest of the family really never had a say or choice in the matters that their parents decided, only rarely did they give an opinion that the adult took into consideration. He didn't want to leave his home where he lived near Juugo, he was actually happy there with his friend. But he had to leave, the Uchiha business was important to the family, but not to him in the least.

Hey how's the new place? Read the text from his friend.

Sucks just like before. I hate it. Sasuke replied back.

Sorry to hear that. Things will get better. Hopefully.

Thanks. Well not really anything we can do right?

Yeah no kidding. Juugo texted back with a frowning face.

I'll call you later tonight. I have to go look for a job, and I need to get out of this house.

Alright, just don't do anything stupid, I know how you are.

Yeah I know. The raven-haired male sighed.

Talk to you later then. That was the last text Juugo sent. The words were followed by a smiley face at the end.

Okay. Sasuke sent back, officially ending the conversation.

Sasuke got up from his bed, he needed to find a job that would pay for his phone bill, internet service on his computer, and the insurance for what he rode, which was a dirt bike, he had it licensed so he was able to drive on the rode without the police saying anything. He sighed when he knew he would have to go to school tomorrow as well. A groan escaped his lips at the thought of that, but it was his decision to go to a public one instead of the one his parents chose.

it would just be another school where kids would mistake who he really was and say he was a spoiled brat. No matter where he went, all the public schools were the same, he could attend a private school, but the head attendants didn't like the way he dressed and he wasn't about to change his clothing style just to please them. They wore uniforms that gave no one their own individuality, they all dressed the same, talked alike and took lame ass classes together.

Sasuke would rather suffer through public school and being home schooled. Anything to make sure he stayed out of the clutches of the private schools that wanted to change who he was into their own brainwashed brat. Nothing was normal or pleasant about a private school and he was lucky that his parents agreed to let him attend public school, even if they worried about his safety and what the kids would think of him being there and not in one of the fancy schools they could easily afford to send him to.

He turned off the music and grabbed the helmet that was sitting on the desk chair. Daichi knew just where to put his stuff where he had it at the old house, and he smiled slightly at that. He also grabbed his music player, he knew where he would be going after the job searching. Sasuke was always out of the house, he didn't linger too long in the homes that he lived in with his parents. He like the open rode with the wind roaring over his body as he rode down the rode on his dirt-bike.

Running down the stairs he nearly bumped into Daichi who was carrying a tray of cups that held tea. Daichi looked at him with surprise, his blue eyes silently asking where the young man was going, but he ended up voicing it differently from what his eyes had asked. With a quick clear of his throat he spoke to him in a deep voice.

"Will you be joining your family for tea sir?

"No I won't, I'm heading out for a little while." He made a move to the front door before turning to the man behind him to give him a disapproving glance before smirking. "And Daichi, don't call me sir, I've told you that several times, Sasuke will do just fine."

Daichi smiled and nodded. "Sorry I keep forgetting. I don't have the memory I used to Sasuke, it gets harder everyday."

"Its no big deal Daichi."

Sasuke opened the door and ran out. He went to his dirt bike that was on the side of the steps out front but stopped suddenly when he noticed he didn't have his keys. He groaned and turned around only to be met with Daichi who was holding the keys in his hands. A smirk danced on his lips as he stared at the young boy before him.

"What would I do without you?" Sasuke asked thankfully and took the keys from him.

"Go insanely crazy?" He replied sarcastically.

"Good one, see ya Daichi."

Sasuke waved to the older man, as he slipped on his helmet and started the bike. He revved it slightly before taking off. The gate opened upon his way out; at least he didn't need to stop. He sped down the rode, only going as fast as he was permitted, he had never gotten pulled over before so why start now, no need to ruin his perfectly clean record with a speeding ticket.

Why do people need to speed anyway? Why were they always in such a hurry to get where they were going, instead of focusing on what was really important? They should be at home with family, though he couldn't really talk, he wasn't at home with his family either so he let those thoughts drop from his conscious.

He came to a stop in a parking lot, and looked around at the shops. He wanted a job that would pay well, but also wanted one that he would somewhat enjoy. He spotted a motorcycle shop and decided to try there. If anything he could clean or wash the bikes they took in. Once he got in and asked the owner about a job, he was surprised when the man had agreed and hired him on the spot, not a lot of people did that, it took him forever to find his last place of employment.

The man had heard of the Uchiha family, he knew about how Sasuke wasn't like his parents or his brother, and how he went for the hard work and not just receive it as a handout. He didn't believe the lies that were told about Sasuke, he knew the young Uchiha was a good kid, a little misunderstood but still a good kid. Sasuke said his thanks and bid him a goodbye then left the shop. Across the street was a group of kids sitting outside a cafe, and they had spotted the young Uchiha.

The blonde female had spotted him and rolled her eyes; she leaned back into her chair as her friends looked to what she was staring at. They too rolled their eyes, except for the pink-haired girl who merely sighed at her friends. They always made this reaction when they saw someone they didn't like or thought were too spoiled and Sasuke was on their eye range.

"Its that Uchiha kid."

"Yeah, the spoiled kid you mean? He probably doesn't even know what hard work is."

A boy with blond hair nodded his head in agreement to the male next to him, who had long hair tied back loosely. "...I agree Neji."

"Hey you guys, why don't we teach him a lesson?"

"What do you mean Ino?" The pink-haired girl, named Sakura, asked.

"Well, I've heard that he always attends public schools, which means he'll probably be coming to ours."

"Yeah and?" A girl with buns in her hair by the name of Tenten questioned.

"Well, maybe Sakura could pretend to befriend him, since she doesn't have a rep at school. Sasuke won't suspect it." Ino explained. "..And when he thinks there's nothing to worry about, we pull a stunt on him, maybe something that will embarrass him or something."

"Damn Ino, that's sneaky." A boy with a pineapple haircut, muttered out as he had his head resting on his arms that were on the table. Talk about lazy, he was the king of laziness.

"That se-seems a little mean."

"Oh come on Hinata." Naruto, the blond male from before, stated.

Sakura was having some mixed feelings about this whole situation. She wasn't the mean type, just like her friend Hinata, but she didn't want to disappoint her friends so she silently agreed even if she thought it was a bad idea. There was no telling what plan could come from the evil mind of her best friend. And by evil she meant teen aged drama kind of evil, because after all is said and done there will be a lot of drama within their reach.

They discussed the plans with each other, while Sakura didn't comment on what they were saying. What they were planning was down right vicious, and most likely a very disastrous plot. Would she really be willing to go along with this? Could she really bring herself to emotionally harm someone? Then again, she didn't even know Sasuke, he could be the cold type that doesn't have any feelings and just does what he wants.

In the end she agreed with the plan they had concocted, especially with her friends begging her to do it. But deep in her mind, she knew what she was agreeing to was wrong, but she couldn't help but want to figure out why this boy was so spoiled. Rumors went around that he could buy and fire the companies their parents worked at forcing their parents to seek new employment. There were also rumors that he picked on the homeless people that lived out on the streets.

There were so many rumors about the young boy and all of them were lies, but the group that plotted against him were too blind to realize it. What they were doing would be the biggest mistake they would ever make, not because of the several guards that Sasuke could call and have them in trouble in a split second. But because they would lose someone who could have been a friend to them, someone who never wanted the life that was laid out for him.

Sasuke rode his bike out of the city, going deeper into the middle of nowhere that was surrounded by trees and no sign of the bustling city streets and loud noisy cars. He drove farther, not realizing that he was heading up into the mountains. The altitude was climbing but he just kept riding, not bothering to stop until he came upon a small area that was surrounded by trees and completely deserted. The area had a view that showed the deep valley of mountains.

He got off his bike and got closer to that view then sat on the ground, his legs dangled over the mountains ledge. One small mistake could send him over the edge to his death. Just staring out into the miles of trees, he remembered when him and Juugo had gone off for a ride on their bikes, they had gone up the mountain and just stayed up there for hours. They did that a lot when they lived near each other, it was a habit he wouldn't let die.

He pulled his music player from his pocket and set one of the earphones in his ear. The other he just let hang against his chest, the music that played was something no one would ever think he would listen to. The band was named Skillet, sure they were a christian band, but they music that they sang went with how he felt. The first set of lyrics played as he stared out into the open space, pondering anything and everything.

I lie here paralytic inside this soul
screaming for you 'til my throat is numb

As the song progressed with the several heart wrenching lyrics, it got to the part that struck at him the most. The part of the song that he really couldn't answer for himself, the song seemed like it was something he would say to his self personally. Funny how bands could relate to a lot of people that they didn't even know. It was just how the world worked out, even if it didn't always work out for most of the inhabitants who lived it until they passed on.

Tell me when I'm gonna live again
Tell me when this fear will end
Tell me when I'm gonna feel inside
Tell me when I'll feel alive

His eyes just stared off into space at those words, when would he live again? When will the fear of not being judged pass? When would he let his feelings touch his heart? When would he get his chance to feel alive and not have to keep hiding behind the music and writing?

I wanna live my life wanna give you everything

Those were the last words he heard as he changed the song to a more loud, guitar and drum filled tune. It was one of his favorite bands, but the song was still tugging at his heart. The words rang through his head over and over again. Each song he had liked had something that related to him in a small or very big way.

This one wasn't that big but the one part of the song had a set of words that made him rethink of all the wrongs that people had put against him, all because of some stupid rumors by jealous and shot down news reporters. He didn't like the media, they always ganged up on the ones they try to get to trust them, and honestly it got annoying on his part.

Feel the pain that I never show
And I hope you know it's never healing

He didn't want to think about this anymore so he shut off the music and put it back into his pocket. The only sounds he heard where the birds and occasional chatter of animals in the trees around him. They were peaceful noises and they almost gave him a calm feeling until the same thoughts returned to his mind putting him into a foul mood.

Maybe a bear will come out and push me off. He thought bitterly as he recalled all the times he wished he was never born into the Uchiha blood line.

The Uchiha wealth has caused nothing but grief for him. His father once asked if he wanted to have the lies taken care of, people could be easily intimidated by the right sized man. But if he allowed his father to do that, it would just prove their point. Sasuke didn't want people to have fear against him, hate wasn't at all better but what good would come from scaring the ones that wrote the lies about him. More people would just hate him and that wouldn't be able to change.

With a sigh he pulled out his phone, he noticed the time, he was out here later than he thought he would have been. The sky was already beginning to darken as the sun set on the horizon setting several color mixtures in the sky. The colors of red, yellow, orange, purple and blue covered the sky, a perfect picture for any photographer looking to add a sunset to their collections.

Standing from his spot on the ground, he dusted his pants off, relieving the material of the dirt that ruined the shade of color of his jeans. He put his phone back into his pocket and put his helmet on. He threw his leg over the bike and sat himself down on it, he started the engine of the machine and revved it like he had before, another habit he couldn't shake from himself.

He rode off down the rode, heading back into the city, not exactly where he wanted to go, but what choice did he have? His parents would surely send out guards and officers just to find him, he was probably already giving them worried fits, but they should get used to the fact that he could take care of himself. He always had and he always will. He wasn't a baby anymore, he took on his own responsibilities like an adult would do. Given the fact that he was a teenager, he was more mature and responsible than the teens that live today.

I'm close to being eighteen. Once I hit that age, I'm out of here. He knew his parents would be upset but this was his life and he wasn't going to let it be controlled for him.

His birthday was in the upcoming weeks, so close yet so far. He would leave the instant his birth date arrived, there would be no more being forced to live this life they had. He wished they could have been a normal family, but that was just wishful thinking and wishes don't come true in a world filled with failed dreams and hopes. There was only one goal and one goal alone that he would shoot for no matter what the world threw at him.

He would work just like everyone else had worked, he would pay his own way just like the average people paid for themselves. There were no handouts for him as far as he was concerned and he would go to hell before he would allow someone to pay for something for him. That wasn't what he was about. Nothing in life is free. That was what he always lived by, and he would continue living by that fact until the day he was put six feet under.

His brother could take over the Uchiha Corporation alone once their father had retired. He only needed one successor and Sasuke didn't want to be the single successor or the other successor, big business wasn't what he was into. Itachi could take the money, take the mansion, and any and all guards that were paid there. Sasuke Uchiha wanted no part of it, and nothing would ever make him change his mind.

It was about forty minutes later when Sasuke arrived back home, and he was right, his mother was in a worried fit about him. His father only gave him a stern look, silently telling him not to worry them again. Soon that was over and they left to head on to bed, Sasuke watched them leave as Daichi walked up to him. The butler stared Sasuke in the eye before smiling slightly.

"Up at the mountains again?"

"Yeah. Just a force of habit you know."

Daichi nodded his head before patting Sasuke on the shoulder and heading to his room to turn in for the night. Sasuke smiled slightly at the older man's retreating back. Shaking his head he walked up the stairs and went to his room, with a quiet shut of his door he locked it and grabbed his black sweatpants and a pair of of black boxers. A nice warm shower would soothe his stiff muscles.

He emerged from the shower with a towel wrapped around his shoulders as he dried his hair. His chest was bare, revealing his well-toned muscles, he sort of worked out, if taking runs counted then he worked out. His muscles were shaped from the weight lifting classes he took in school.

You know a heart of gold won't take you all the way
And in a world so cold it's hard to keep the faith
I'm never gonna fade away, yeah.

Sasuke paused upon hearing the ringer of his cell, he strolled slowly over it and noticed that it was Juugo. He answered without hesitation and greeted his friend on the other end.

"Hey Sasuke, geez, you kind of worried me when you didn't call."

"Sorry."

"I thought you went and did something stupid again."

"Hey that was only twice."

"Yeah, one time too many for me. I'm not going to let you do it again."

"I know you won't. I'm trying my hardest to not let it happen again, but its kind of hard knowing that so many people judge me without knowing who I am." Sasuke threw his towel onto the back of his desk chair, and sat down onto his bed, the phone still clutched in his hand and pressed against his ear.

"I understand that, but trying to starve yourself won't help that." Inside Sasuke agreed, he sighed after Juugo asked. "So, new school tomorrow?"

"Yeah, not exactly an exciting moment." Sasuke muttered emotionless to his friend.

"Just try to give people a chance, some aren't as bad as you think. And stop giving me that emotionless tone buddy, or I'll come down there and kick your ass." Sasuke smirked when he heard a woman's voice in the background of Juugo's phone reception. "Damn it, hey I have to go, my mom is making me go to bed."

"Hey, be glad she isn't your real mom."

"I know, my birth mother was a bitch."

"Already know that fact. Take care Juugo."

"Alright later."

He set his phone onto a table near his bed, then sprawled himself out on his mattress. Staring at the ceiling, so many questions buzzed through his head he couldn't stop to think on just one of them. Would he be hated? What kind of people were there? Who would be the first to take a shot at him? The popular kids? The troublemakers? Would the teachers despise him? Would they treat him differently apart from the other students?

Sasuke hated thinking these thoughts, but they came to his mind every single night and before he started a new school. He had been lucky to find Juugo, though I guess it was bound to happen, Juugo was picked on when he was younger, his mother abused him and called him everything besides the name he was given. Sasuke befriended him and soon after the secret spilled out of the boy. Sasuke being worried about the one friend he was able to find talked to Daichi about it.

Daichi soon passed the news onto Sasuke's parents and then Fugaku and Mikoto took the matter into their own hands. Juugo was taken to a foster family, where the family had adopted him when they couldn't have children of their own. They had connected with Juugo and he was taken in as their own. Even now, Juugo was more happier than he ever was back at him with his real mom. He wondered how his friend could be so happy despite his past. Maybe there could be hope.

Shaking his head, Sasuke turned himself onto his side, steadily closing his eyes. Tomorrow would surely be hell, and he would give anything if he could just once be treated like a normal kid. But reality came crashing down on him, the world was harsh and that dream was shattered before it even turned into hope. With a heavy sigh, Sasuke drifted off to a restless sleep, this wasn't going to be a very good nights sleep.

By the way, I made it through the day...

A/N Okay, another new story. What do you think?

Ignored Love will be updated tomorrow, followed by the asylum and Let Me In in the next few days.