Authors Note: This is my first story so please don't be too harsh. Hope you enjoy it. Sorry for any misspelling or grammatical errors.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto… because if I did then it would just focus on the pairings! No seriously I have no connection at all to Naruto, but this story/idea is mine so please don't plagiarize (not like people would want to?).
Protecting Her Innocence
Chapter 1: Meeting the Protagonist…?
"Everybody Run! The cops are coming!" someone yelled from the crowed.
I quickly glance up to the rear view mirror of my Bugatti Veyron Super Sport car, and sure enough I see the flashing colored lights of a police car far from a distance.
"Sasuke! What are you doing, hurry up and start the car so we can get out of here!" screeched the blonde model next to me in the passengers seat.
"Hn, don't be annoying and buckle up" I say passively as I swiftly pull the car door that was slightly ajar close shut.
Immediately, I put the car in reverse and swiftly back out of the racing grounds before getting caught. This day just gets better and better I bitterly think to myself.
This morning I woke up with one of the worst hangovers of my entire life, and that is saying something because anyone who knows me knows that I have a high tolerance for alcohol. And to make matters worse, my dear old father, the great almighty Uchiha Fugaku decided to barge into my room, not only scarring the shit out of my one night stand but also pushing me into the bathroom where he ordered me to take a shower. After having no choice but to comply, I came out wet and noticed a dark suit on top of my tousled bed where the floozy girl was no where in sight. He must have gotten rid of her I muttered to myself as I dressed into the luxurious suit.
Afterwards I walked down the spiral stairs of the Uchiha mansion and confronted my father for his actions. Actually, it was the other way around, to my great discomfort. He scolded me, as much as the impassive Uchiha leader can scold, for my irresponsible and reckless actions and for running around ruining the great name of the Uchiha.
Soon enough the scolding was done and was followed by a lunch meeting with the main branch of the Hyuga family. Now this lunch was the cherry on top to my anger and between the two heirs of Japans greatest industries: Uchiha and Hyuga.
I faintly remember abruptly getting out of my seat and walking out of the restaurant without a word, leaving behind one shocked Hyuga leader, one dismayed but slightly relieved Hyuga heir, and finally one aggravated Uchiha father. I mean how could I have possible stay seated while the two old fools planned out my future as if it were another business deal.
And what aggravated me even more was that my father went behind my back after I told him that I did not want to get married so soon as I barley turned 18 a few months ago. But that old man argued that I am out of control with my constant bad behavior and believes that settling down will make me mature.
Che… who does he think he is! He may be the head of the Uchiha enterprise and obviously my father, but he has no right to input about my marriage when he let his own marriage crumple to the ground six years ago.
Being a workaholic and never spending time at home, my mother decided to pack up and divorce him, stating that she did not want to be in a marriage where loneliness would be the only feeling she felt since my older brother Itachi and I spent most of our time in boarding school anyways. Back in those days, my father was very distant and cold and somehow their divorce did not surprise me, as I always felt a bit guilty for my mother's loneliness.
After the divorce was finalized, my mother went to live at the states and wanted Itachi and me to go live with her, but Itachi was already 18 and decided to travel the world on his own declaring that he will further his studies abroad before taking over the family business; I on the other decided to stay with my father because back then, I was always trying to get him to acknowledge me as Itachi was always his favorite.
I wanted my father's approval as well as his appraisal, therefore I always tried my best at school and got the highest marks but soon enough I came to realize that my best was not good enough for him. As a result, I gave up on trying to please him and did whatever I wanted without thinking of the consequences.
Well I guess the consequences are finally catching up to me as I suddenly relapse back to the reality of the inside of my car where the blonde beauty next to me is chatting about her recent shopping spree at Milan.
After having left my fathers side earlier this afternoon I took out my frustration out on a punching bag that was located inside the local gym. That is where I met this blonde airhead who recognized me as one of the heirs to the great Uchiha fortune and hastily latched herself to my arm. On any other day I would have been peeved but trying to forget today's misfortunes I allowed her to take me back to her place where I took out the rest of my frustration on her inviting body.
It was just too easy, I think to myself as I briefly take a glance at her yapping form. Thank god, she has a very appealing body or else there would be no reason for her to still remain with me.
"Hey Babe" I suddenly state out loud as my eyes still stay focus on the road in front of me.
"Aa yes Sasuke-kun" she replies with a blush on her cheeks to my pet name for her. This is way to easy I think to myself as a smirk starts to appear on my face.
And in truth "Babe" is an overused pet name but the only reason I call her that is because somehow I can't seem to remember her name- I think its Aika or Amaya, something like that; and I can't really call her easy lay so Babe is just the perfect name for her.
"Would you still like to watch me race tonight?" I ask her.
"But Sasuke-kun we almost got caught by the police and the race hadn't even started and I don't want to risk getting caught again if we turn back now." She replies quietly.
I frown, it seems that she is just another dumb blonde. "Well don't worry babe, there's more than one racing grounds around here, and plus don't you want to cheer me on while I beat everyone else" I say coolly adding another smirk for effect.
"Of coarse Sasuke-kun! I am just a bit worried."
"There's nothing to worry about babe, when you're with an Uchiha nothing can happen to you" I smugly state while at the same time grabbing one of her hands. This seems to knock out any worry out of her system as she smiles and squeezes my hand in return.
I smirk at her tactic, "Well then we should hurry before the race starts without me" I grin and suddenly pull a U-turn with one hand and speed off to the closest racing ground near us.
I can barley make out the cheering noises from the crowd surrounding the streets as I swiftly pass the starting point of the race which makes this my last lap. I can feel the exhilarating excitement rushing throughout my body as I my eyes instantly glance up to my rear view mirror and am content to see my opponents at least a mile away.
In reality, those amateurs never even had a chance to begin with. Not only are they racing against the fastest car in the world, they are racing with the one and only Sasuke Uchiha: the Uchiha automotive enterprise heir, how can I not win.
Since my family makes its money from the oldest and still prosperous automotive company, I have been taught to drive and race only by the best. Normally racing is a leisure activity for me, but on frustrating days like these, I ache to feel the adrenaline rush coursing through my system while driving 336 mph.
Vroooooooooommmmmmmmm!
I finally pass the finish line and slow down to a halt where I get out of the car only to be suffocated by different types of bodies trying to congratulate me by patting my body.
I inwardly sigh. This is the only thing I hate about street racing, if I were in a drag race the audience would be far from me and would never be in arms length to jump me right after a race.
"Sasuke-kun! Sasuke-kun! Over here!" yelled a gleeful familiar voice from the crowd.
I instantaneously look around and spot the leggy blond a few feet away from me but as I start to approach her, all voices are suddenly drowned out by the long wailing noise of police sirens and flashing lights nearby.
Time seems to freeze as everybody's body goes rigid. But in less than a minute all hell breaks loose as everybody simultaneously breaks away from each other and starts to scream as the police have finally encircled the racing grounds.
I barley register the fact that I am being pushed around as people are trying to forcefully find a way to escape as the "po-pos" are capturing as many people as they can.
My first action is to go with the flow and find an escape route myself but I momentarily remember that my prized car is right in the middle of all this chaos. I curse to myself as I finally decide to take action and start rushing back to my car.
I really have no choice. If I somehow manage to get away from this mess, the police would be able to track me down through my car, as it is one of kind and owned by only one person: me. I keep cursing to myself and realize that I am almost to my red Bugatti Veyron Super Sports car. I keep dodging everything that gets in my way and am relieved to reach the door when I am unexpectedly tackled to the ground by three police officers.
"Well, well, who do we have here?" snickers one of the three.
"If I'm not mistaken, this pretty boy here seems to be the one and only Sasuke Uchiha" smugly puts the other one.
"Get the fuck off me!" I roar through my greeted teeth as I am still being crushed.
"Uchiha and their tempers" finally states the last one as I am pulled up and rapidly handcuffed with my hands behind me.
"What the hell are you doing!?" I ask darkly.
"What the hell does it look like Uchiha…" as one of the three motions me to look at my race car still parked in the middle of the dissolving mayhem. "… I bet all my savings that that shiny car over there is yours and that clearly reveals that you were part of the race, which I may add is illegal" he finishes looking mighty proud of himself.
If looks could kill, my glaring eyes would have obliterated him as I am forcefully thrown into the backseat of a police car next to another unlucky teen.
"Your luck has finally run out kid, not even your family can save your holy reputation" sarcastically states the officer who begins to drive the car.
Family?
Aa fuck! I think to myself as the previous events have finally sunk into my mind.
I am in so deep shit right now, I ponder angrily.
'Not even my family' … those words keep repeating themselves in my mind as I the almighty Uchiha start to dread the future consequences of this night.
I mentally sigh. This is the second thing I hate about street racing.
"Sasuke Uchiha?" asks the policeman on duty as I glance up to him to signal him my presence behind the bars.
"Hn" I mutter as I lean away from the wall and make my way to him as he has already opened the cell.
"You get one phone call" he merely states and motions me to follow him to where the phone is.
I merely shrug as I start dialing on the phone in front of me and impatiently wait as the phone is yet to be picked up. That moron better pick up if he knows what's good for him.
After a couple of seconds pass, the line is finally picked up and the first thing I hear is a loud yawn and a sleepy voice mumble out a hello.
I groan to myself. I am going to be here for a while.
"He…ll…oo" the voice yawns out.
After a couple more seconds of silence I finally speak out destroying my Uchiha pride in the process. "Dobe... I need your help"
A/N: Ta-da! First Chapter is Done! First of all I know that Sasuke is "slightly" out of character. But come one, how dark and emo can he really be if his family was not murdered and still living? But do not worry my readers! He is still the prideful, egotistic, attractive jerk we all love and care about!
I would appreciate if you guys could review and let me know how I did. Let me say this: I am not nor am I planning to become a writer; therefore, I understand if all reviews aren't nice. I welcome constructive criticism. Let me know if I intrigued you guys with this idea and if I should continue writing this story. I wonder if people are still reading this...?
I am leading up to a plot.