chapter 1

'being poor doesn't mean you're pathetic' that's what Naruto thinks. he faces repeat rejections in his job research. wherever he goes they always tell him that he isn't good enough, that they need someone more knowledgeable than him. "more knowledgeable you say?" well, sorry but it isn't Naruto's fault, that he isn't more knowledgeable, it's all his parent's fault. yes, it was all their fault, because they left Naruto and his brother, two little children, all alone, without their care. at that time Naruto was ten years old and his brother, Kiba, six years old. since then blonde boy was the one who take care of his little brother. naruto left school and started working, because they were running out money. since their parent left blonde boy always worked hard for survive. he was working 24 hours straight. he had 12 part-time jobs. when he returned to home, he would passed out in front of the house, because his body was drained from the energy. he lived like that until today, but now he needs a full-time job because his brother has to go to the university and they need money for Kiba to study there.

today was a new day, today he would try to find a job, today he would try to explain to them why they should hire him. today, once more, he'll have a hope that today would be better.

- dog breath wake up! breakfast is ready! - shouted naruto from the kitchen.

-aghh..bro..what the hell - muttered Kiba.

- wake up brat! it's half past nine, you'll be late - he throw away his blankets.

- the hell Naruto! how many times you have do this! - shouted Kiba and rubbed his arms around his body to keep it warm.

- until you'll learn to get up early - smirked the blonde

-ughh,..fine, fine i'm getting up see?! - sighed kiba and messed his hair.

- i'll be down - he left the room. kiba immediately stand up and went to the bathroom. took a quick shower, brush his teeth, put on his school uniform and went down. when he walked in the kitchen he heard his brother's conversation on the phone. from his speaking it was about his job-searching.

- please, i need this job..yes..no...no please why you can't give me a chance?..wait don't hung up..don'- he hung up dammit! - he gritted his teeth in silent fury and messed his already messed blonde hair. kiba quietly sat down but touched nothing.

-hey, are you sure that you'll someday find a job. you know i don't this university. i'll just graduate high school and start worki- naruto cut him in

- the fuck kiba! start working?! are you kidding me?! no way in the hell. don't ever think about it twice. you'll study in the university. we don't discuss it anymore.

- but naruto! you work so hard, you push yourself to the edge and i don't like it! i'm worried about you! - he also raised his voice.

the blonde boy got quiet for a minute, then start with law voice - ..kiba..listen..i don't want you to have a hard life like me. i want you to study, have your own job and do what you love. i don't want someone to look down on you just because you don't have good education. that's why you can leave to me money's case and don't worry about that. i want you to believe in me, because i do believe in myself, believe that i can do this. - naruto smiled warmly. kiba's eyes widen -..naruto…- then smiled a little - thank you for existing..- naruto's smile widen and messed his brother's hair. - aww! you aren't crying, are you? - kiba's face got red, like tomato, from embarrassing. -as if! - shouted and grab toast. naruto couldn't hold it and laughed - you are such a brat! - then look down at watch and his eyes widen - shit! kiba hurry up! -

there were so many people on the street. it was afternoon and hot as hell. naruto held in one hand newspaper, where some application about job was circled. he already visited some company, but as always they refused him. now he was going to visit another one.

- i hope i'll success this time - muttered annoyed. he barely reached the company after one hour walk. - fuck this shit, i'm tired - growled and opened the door. he almost fainted from the heat that was outside and right now when he walked in, cold air was really relaxing. he caught his breath and went to the registry.

- hey..- greeted with tired voice one of the girl in the registry

- hello, can i help you? - asked brown head obviously, with fake smile.

- i'm here for interview - he answered shortly. naruto hated fake people and in his opinion he wasn't responsible to treat that kind of people well.

brown-hair girl frowned she didn't like the way naruto response to her, but still muttered - second floor, first door -

the blond boy quickly get away from there. immediately walked into the lift and went up to the second floor. at that time, first door opened and pink, short hair woman walked out.

- what do you want - the woman raised one brow and Look straight at him

- i'm here for a job - naruto was annoyed from her stare.

- you? come here for a job? kidding right? - laughed ironically.

naruto frowned, this woman was now playing on his nerve - yes, i didn't know employers here were deaf - pink hair looked disgusted. -listen here you little shit, know how speak to others. how dare you to talk to me like that! - shouted irritated.

- i don't care who you are or what are doing, i'm here for interview, so get out of my way - said coldly.

- you little- started woman but couldn't finish it, because the first door opened and middle age man walk out - what is going on here? - raised one brow and looked at both of them. woman quickly get her sense back and smiled in fake way. - oh..nothing sir, i was just telling this boy, that he should go back where he come from -

naruto put his hand in his ripped jean's pockets - why should i? i'm for an interview and i'll not return until i have it -

-you here for interview? - asked middle age man with surprise.

-yeah - naruto nobbed

- then come - opened door more widely. blonde went in but before that he smirked at the woman. the room was average size. there was one table and across from it one chair -sit - pointed at the chair. naruto did what he was told. the man also took his own sit -your resume? -

-here - quickly hand him the files. the man opened it and read it with eyes, then look at the blonde

- it says that you never had a stable job. - naruto bite his lips to hide his nervousness.

- yeah, I always had part-time jobs - the man nobbed - okay.. - one more time looked at the files and frowned - you never graduate high school? -

- no - answered immediately

-reason? - man was interested.

- family matters - the man sighed and closed the files. then looked at the blonde

-why should i hire you? - asked with professional tone.

' what can I do for the company?' thought Naruto 'something I'm good at'

-..i..i don't have an answer - he sighed, the man's eyes widen -you don't have an answer?..what does that mean?

naruto messed his hair - hey, listen. I can't lie and say that I am the best one from them who you had an interview today. hell, I can't even compare to them. I can only promise you, that you 'll hire me then I will do my best - quickly stand up and left, he didn't even wait for the man's answer. quickly run down on the stairs and get out of this building.

-..shit! god, how stupid I can be! good job Uzumaki! now you really lost your chance to find a job! - shouted and everyone around him looked at him like he was a nut, but Naruto couldn't care less. it's was already evening. he started walking, he loved walking around Tbilisi's street. walking always helped him to organize his thoughts. he, himself, didn't know where he was going, he was just following streets and was drowning in his thoughts. when he came to his sense he was already in the park. naruto felt exhausted and sat on the chair. it was dark. he sat like that and stare, how everything around him was sinking into the darkness .then phone call woke him. he quickly picked it up.

- yeah?

- are you naruto uzumaki? - asked someone

- yeah, that's me. what do you want? - the blonde raised one brow.

-congratulations, you successfully pass an interview. you can start tomorrow -

-..-

- are you still here? - asked with a worried tone

- y-yeah, so I have been accepted! - he practically was shouting

-yes, you have to be here tomorrow, exactly half-past eight.

-yeah, I will be there. thanks! - and hang up.

-I did it! - he was jumping in the air from the joy.