A/N: Lol, wtf. This is what came out when I tried to start. It has nothing to do with the story. The card thing was going somewhere, but didn't...

Warning: Sakura bashing is present often. Nothing personal. Deal with it, or read something else.

I don't own the characters. Aww, for a minute there you thought I was Kishimoto, didn't you?

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Life sucks. It's this basic fact that gets us through the day. That we are not the only ones dealt the crappy hand in the great game of poker. Yet, just like in the card games, not all the hands match. Some are worse, some are better, and someone's always going to win. It's not always the one with the best cards that does it either, a loser confident enough, can take down the winners unsure of themselves.

Uchiha Sasuke was dealt a rather nice hand; a pair of aces to start with, the two black suits. He had a two, and a seven to match the club, and awkward addition, a red king. The game had started well, until his older brother, in a fit of randomness, shouted "Old maid!" and snatched one of the Aces out of the younger boys hand. This devastated the boy, as not only was it one of his aces, but also the club, ruining all his possible plans he could of taken in life… err, the card game. He was now bent on removing his brother from the game.

"You're weak, you know why you're weak? Because you lack… your ace!"

Across from the feuding brothers, Naruto glanced down at his cards. The ace of hearts was his high, after that… well, it just sucked, a sampling of low cards of different suits. There might have been potential in those cards, but it remained hidden for now. He still looked at the bright side, having more chips than anyone else did at the table, he could use this to try and get the gain on them.

From his seat, Gaara glared down at his cards. A bright red smiling joker gleamed at him. Who the hell had shuffled these cards? The unseen dealer of Fate had disappeared; Gaara had a hunch he was in another closet make-out session with that Hyuuga boy. So this was how the game was going to play out? Well, he'd just have to take out the others, and use their cards to further his hand. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.

Naruto was the first to go, and sliding a large stack of his chips into the middle, and setting the starting bet. Sasuke flinched, but then pushed a matching stack into the middle. That dobe wasn't going to get above him. He had been dealt the better hand after all. What he didn't know was that he was really on the same level as Naruto. Itachi, the other Uchiha brother simply folded, and went to find another game, right next to the fish tank. They had the cutest little blue shark in there.

Just as Gaara was about to make his move, the door flew open, revealing a pink covered head. There was a shared low groan across the room.

"Hey guys, you started without me. Oh well, I'll just slip in at the end."

Gaara thought he felt his tuna fish sandwich attempt to reach air again from the depths of his stomach. He dropped his cards on the table and stood up rather quickly.

"I forgot to clean up my uncle." Three sets of eyes stared at him, and the fourth goggled the fish tank. "I meant clean up after him… weird...it just sort of burst out like that." Slightly put off, the red head moved to the door.

Taking his cue from Gaara, Sasuke stood up. " I forgot I had to meet with Orochimaru. He's taking me to see his ranch."

Naruto, feeling abandoned, hoped out of his chair as well. "I forgot to make an excuse to leave!" He announced proudly, only to be jabbed in the side by Sasuke. "I mean, go eat some ramen." Jab. "I mean proof read that perverted guys books." Jab, twice as hard. "Talk to Mayor Tsunade?" He rubbed his sore side.

Sakura blinked and stared at them all. "But I thought…"

Sasuke lifted a hand and spoke. "Sorry Sakura, it just slipped our minds, and we all conveniently have something else to do other than play poker with you."

"Believe it!" All heads, including Itachi's turned towards Naruto and gave him an awkward look. A strange feeling swept over them, but they quickly shook it off.

With that, the boys left the room. Left abandoned, Sakura turned and smiled at Itachi, as he had not left. He however was distracted making kissy faces at the shark in the fish tank. The pink head shuddered and backed out the room, trying to come up with something she could conveniently and suddenly do.

This concludes the prologue to Sasuke and his Adventures with the magical sharigan. As by definition, the prologue sets you up for the story to come. I feel I have done well, for this has absolutely nothing to do with most anything that will come. Enjoy.