Bullet Proof

Sasuke always hated his brother. Itachi always had it all, not affected by what ruined Sasuke's life. But now he had one chance to get one up on his brother. It involved one person: Sakura Haruno…

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters.

Chapter 1: Returning to an Unfamiliar Home

The lights blurred as they drove past, objects, signs, and illuminated street lamps shooting by too fast to make out. His chin was resting in the palm of his hand, his elbow up by the window.

The car was silent for once – there was an anticipation running through those three people as though it were part of their very body. He let his eyes close as he thought about what would happen when he returned. It was almost a decade ago that he had left his home… but returning now, he didn't know what he should expect.

He leaned his forehead against the window, the gentle ride of the car not allowing him to constantly flick the glass with his head. The blonde sitting next to him looked through a few papers, never bothering to tell the teenager what they were about.

He glanced forward in the car, seeing a few things in the passenger seat, and watched the man drive a little bit. His long snow-white hair was smushed against the seat, as he leaned back, uncomfortable in such a car – too much tension filled the scene.

He returned to looking out the window, and they were now in a spot where no light escaped the trees of the scenic route – the driver was probably getting tired of going through towns with too many obnoxious things as a roadblock, or distraction on the side of the road.

"Sasuke?" His voice was spoken by the one sitting in the front of the car, and he turned his head to look at the man, "You okay back there, kiddo?"

"Fine." He grumbled, before glancing at the blonde who was also staring at him.

"Here's your schedule…" He handed him one piece of paper.

The classes on there were alright he guessed... He excelled at almost everything given to him, and he figured he'd even be a few months ahead of everyone else there. He first had homeroom – big surprise… Though that wasn't a class he was used to, so it definitely had potential of being interesting. After that, he had a grand waste of time in math class – his best subject… then to biology and then to lunch. After that was gym – great, people barfing all over the place, all the time – then English, foreign language (wonderful that it didn't tell him which one), and to end the day was art.

"Thanks…" He mumbled, setting it down on the middle seat, unoccupied to his left.

"You're going to love it at this school, Sasuke!" Suddenly the blonde started bouncing up and down, getting overly excited once again.

This had happened just as the two adults were packing Sasuke's things into the car, but at this hour no one seemed to find the outburst funny.

"Naruto…"

"Yeah Jiraiya?" He innocently questioned.

"Shut up…" He rolled his eyes, and turned on the radio… loud enough to drown out Naruto's mumbles, but soft enough so it wouldn't give anyone a headache.

The music made Sasuke relax as he nestled into the seat and leaned his head back. "Where are we?" He questioned.

"About ten minutes away…" Naruto whooped in the background, but Sasuke turned his back and again glanced out the window.

This place was no longer familiar to him anymore. He had spent more time further north than he did ever living in the place he was born. The trees were different, because of the climate there, and the buildings were taller and more pushed together in the distance – that must have been the downtown… bigger or smaller, he had yet to decide.

"It's always nice to go home after a long weekend away!" Naruto sighed and also lay back against the seat, putting his knees up on the back of Jiraiya's seat, ignoring the man's protests.

"Heh…" the boy sitting next to him didn't say much after that grunt of a response.

"Naruto, when we get home… You best find that stupid cat of yours and make sure it didn't get into the food on the counter."

"I'm telling you, it's you when you're sleeping! Ramen only likes ramen noodles!"

Though he didn't show it, in the inside of his mind, Sasuke had to let on a small smile. He had heard numerous times about Naruto's weird, golden cat he had so creatively named Ramen after his favorite food. And again, though he didn't show it on the outside, he was interested in seeing Naruto's world, instead of the other way around.

It seemed like him and his godfather had a pretty strong connection – after all… Jiraiya had pretty much raised the boy from birth.

Suddenly, cutting into his thought process, he was punched in the arm. He was about to bark at the blonde for being a loser, and disruptive and damn that hurt, but instead his eyes took to the direction Naruto was pointing.

"That's Konaha High! We'll be heading there as of tomorrow!"

Without answering, he watched the giant school until it was completely engulfed by darkness once more – there weren't many street lamps that actually worked on the side of the road. He sighed over exasperated, causing Naruto to roll his eyes at the overdramatic nature of his best friend.

The blonde, he hoped, would still be his best friend. Though he got annoyed and irritated with the ramen loving teen rather often, he was the reason Sasuke communicated with anyone at all, and had helped him in the greatest time of need. He had never heard much about Naruto's life at school, so he was pretty sure that by default they would stick together.

It wasn't as though Sasuke needed someone, but hey – if Naruto was going to stick with him he was all for it, especially coming back to the unfamiliar city where he once lived.

Jiraiya's vehicle slowed down – he was trying to read the instructions of the other man in a vain attempt to locate Sasuke's house. As they drove through rich neighbor hoods, and past fancy condo buildings and such, the raven haired teen turned out being more interested than he had let on, and that made him wonder what was in store for him…

They came up to a gated property, and Sasuke watched Naruto's jaw drop into his lap – he had never seen a house so big. There weren't many lights on at the moment, and as they stopped at the gate the guard asked for a name.

"Jiraiya Otsuca… I'm here on the behalf of Noriaki Sugiyama –"

Immediately the gate opened, and the man tipped his hat at the car, driving along the clean, black road up to the house.

They circled around a fountain and stopped in front of the large grey building. Naruto immediately hopped out of the car and ran forward, stopping short of the steps leading to the door. "This is… the biggest house… I've ever seen…"

Sasuke slowly pushed open the car door and lazily stood straight. Jiraiya opened the trunk and grabbed a few bags, nodding at the boy as he moved forward. Sasuke heaved the last two bags up, swinging them onto his shoulder as he moved to join the other two.

He pushed open the door, noticing that it was already unlocked. The blonde was right behind him, excited to see the inside of this mansion. The first thing they met was a grand living room, with halls leading to unknown places, a beautiful fireplace to one side, and from an entry way they both could see the spacious dining room. Sasuke dropped his bags on the floor and stepped forward, memories flooding over him that he had suppressed nine years ago.

"Sasuke… You… lived here?" He gasped, walking forward a little as well. His mouth open and closed like a gold fish, his eyes wide and stupid looking.

A butler walked past, his old form wobbling as he walked, but he recognized an Uchiha when he saw one and bowed slightly, "Welcome back Mr. Uchiha…"

He nodded, though didn't meet the man's eyes. The man didn't make another gesture towards the boy, and picked up his bags, "I assume you remember where to go?"

"My own house… I should…" The butler nodded and shuffled up the stairs.

They were old stairs, though the wood on it was still shiny and beautiful, while the carpet chased the outline of the staircase.

A younger version of himself, and his brother, two-three years older than him both holding hands as they walked down the stairs. Sasuke held his favorite toy – a green dinosaur in one hand, and his brother held a bag in the other. He shook his head to get the images to leave his memory – to leave the staircase.

The grey carpet matched the Victorian style of the mansion, a little bit dark, but otherwise absolutely stunning.

The ceiling was high, and the top floor had a balcony overlooking the entrance to the home.

"Ani! Are mother and father home?" An even younger version of Sasuke stuck his head between the railing poles of the balcony trying to see better. "Ani, Ani!" His brother pushed the door open to a room and began to laugh, "I'm stuck Ani!" He called, tears leaking out of his eyes.

"Mother and father will be home soon, Sasuke… I'll help you – don't squirm…" This time, the teenager averted his eyes to get the two figures out of his mind.

The staircase trailed the wall, the wallpaper a stormy blue color, every so often having the Uchiha symbol hanging in some sort of manor every so often.

"Ani, what's that?"

"It's the marketing symbol father puts on our products… It's the Uchiha symbol, known world wide..."

"Ohhhh!" Sasuke's eyes widened and he laughed, "Do we get that symbol too?"

"When we're much older," His brother laughed at him and ruffled his hair.

The black, leather couches were seemingly untouched, and everything looked like it was just for show, hardly ever used. The rest of the furniture in the living room was similar to the seating areas, except a fire was crackling in the fireplace, the only light needed for the room.

"Sasuke honey, why don't you turn on a light while you read?" A loving woman, beautiful and tall, her long hair pulled into a pony tail that cascaded neatly, but lovely down her back knelt next to him.

"It's prettiful in here with the fire!" He laughed and hugged her when she smiled fondly at him for an answer. Sasuke scowled, trying in vain to stop himself from seeing these memories that seemed to pop out of nowhere.

Footsteps echoed through the kitchen to the left, and he assumed it was just another butler or maid hurrying to see the commotion or the return of the youngest Uchiha.

He rolled his eyes, turning his back towards the stairs now, but came face to face with a figure leaning against the dark wooded doorway.

"Welcome home, Brother."

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