Chapter 1
The Heir
Though born in all the spoils of a wealthy privileged family, it was not lost on Itachi that comfort was not the only thing rooted in money.
As a young prodigy and heir, he had been witness to how greed and jealousy could transform even the most noble of hearts.
How the need for power and money corrupted souls to a point where one would not even be able to recognize ones self.
Itachi knew money was not evil but in wicked hands it ruled more than any faith or religion ever would.
For this and many reasons more Itachi loathed all for which the Uchiha Clan stood. He knew that all the members of this clan were beyond reason when it came to power and money, so he never bothered trying to change any minds.
Instead he waited patiently, silently, like the predatory being he was; for the day the clan tore itself down from the inside.
Meanwhile, he would give his father and the elders the time of day; acting as their heir and company head to be. Completing every day with the tasks that were expected of one of the most influential and powerful people in Konoha.
These responsabilities though, would not deter the Uchiha heir from slipping away from his personal guard and enjoy moments of peace and solitude in the busy city he called home.
It wouldn't be long before his detail caught up to him, but for the meanwhile he would enjoy his mint chocolate ice cream in the quaint ice cream shop he had managed to slip off to.
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He looked around at the decor while he finished off his savory treat.
Each wall was painted a different pastel color, with white accents along the middle in the shape of ice cream cones. There were various framed pictures along the main wall, depicting many different customers and a picture of the store front on what Itachi assumed had been the opening day of the establishment.
The shop was small, fitting only three tables inside, along with two fridges and the register but Itachi was familiar with the establishment name and knew that though this location was quaint, there were many more strewn across the city.
He smiled as he finished the last of his waffle cone; there was something quite nice about small companies like these. A certain spirit of integrity could still be felt despite the success of owner; and the warmth and sincerity of the people working could still be felt.
He cleared his throat as the sliding doors opened to reveal his irked security head. Itachi stood, threw his trash, and politely thanked the lady who had served him. He then proceeded to gracefully slip past the sliding doors and said person.
He managed to catch the slight whispering of the cashier with the other employee before he exited the establishment.
'Uchiha heir...'
He slightly frowned, that's right, to most that was what he was.
Itachi Uchiha, heir. A title he had not asked for yet could not get rid of.
Was there no where he could go where that name and title would not follow him?
Maybe there was, in some far away town at the edge of some overlooked country. But not here, not in Konoha. Definitely not.