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Warning: Will contain boyxboy pairings, so if you get queasy reading them, please press the back button while you have the chance. Now that that's out of the way, you may start reading now.

Chapter One: Sasuke

Money.

Fame.

Women.

Power.

My name is Uchiha Sasuke and I have everything men desire.

Why am I not happy?

Ah, that's right.

As long as Itachi still exists in this world, I can't be happy.

I wonder if god is ever listening…

The world is so dark.

There's no hope.

That's what I was told on that day…

Realizing that I have finally arrived at Konoha Academy, I walk slowly up the hill.

I don't pay much attention to the ignorant females that are burning holes into my body.

I don't think that they enjoy being ignored by me but I don't care. They're all whores with boyfriends already.

Why is the trip to the entrance of Konoha Academy so long anyway?

Which idiot architect in the right mind puts a school on top of a fucking hill?

Tap. Tap. Tap.

I climb up the stairs in a monotone with my sneakers tapping onto the floor ever so slightly. It's impolite to make loud noises. I find it amazing that I even care about manners. I guess that's my mother's teachings kicking in.

I fumble around in my messenger bag for my student identification card. It's such a hassle to log into the school everyday, like no one wouldn't notice if I didn't show up for school.

Hell, all these sluts would march down to my house and go completely crazy. I swear to god, it's like society needs me to exist.

That damned Tsunade and her contraptions, and my stupid identification card too.

I continue cursing at everything that is going wrong today.

I notice that my identification card is in my left jeans pocket when I stuck my hand in it for my cellular phone. I find one thing and lose another. This is getting annoying.

Obviously, the people around me notice and ask bombard me, "What's wrong Sasuke-kun?"

I swipe my card and walk faster.

Uchiha Sasuke

Age 16

Class 2-B

Honestly, I don't like the attention at all.

Why can't they all just leave me alone?

Three flights of stairs…

Better start climbing.

Any normal person would be fatigued by walking up a few measly steps, but not me. I'm just cool like that, cooler than Naruto anyway, who just happens to challenge me in a race up the stairs.

Of course, I win.

I won't, and never will, lose to that dork.

He was panting for air as he rests his hands on his knees in a slightly arched position with his bangs covering his cerulean eyes.

Power.

"Hey, Naruto," I hear a girly voice yell from across the hall.

Of course, expecting a female, I turn my head towards the hall as I notice it was actually a male.

He has short dark brown hair, huge brown eyes, normal sized lips, and a pale complexion. He is wearing a long sleeved white shirt under a black short sleeved hoodie with cut sleeves, a pair of baggy jeans and a pair of black Chucks. His messenger bag flaps around furiously on his rear area as he runs towards us.

He looks like a girl.

"I was looking all over for you!" he shouts at Naruto.

"Sorry, I was busy beating Sasuke!" Naruto reasons as he tells his obvious lie.

Everyone knows who I am, I swear to god.

"Sure you were, Naruto," the boy sarcastically says and turns in my direction, "Oh, sorry for my interruption. The name's Nakamura Hiroki."

Hiroki sticks out his hands as he offers a friendly hand shake.

Being in the normal mood as I am everyday, I deny it.

"Hn…"

Fame.

I walk towards my locker, which is also in the direction that Hiroki was coming from.

Nine; eleven; seven.

The metal doors of my locker are unlocked as I swing it open.

Thud!

A familiar presence lingers there as I closed my eyes and reopen them to see Sakura leaning on my neighboring locker with a smirk on her full lips.

Yes, Haruno Sakura is my girlfriend.

Woman.

I give her a small peck on her lips as we walk hand in hand to our first period class; Physical Education with Gai.

I sigh; Sakura is too pushy and bossy.

This has been going on way too long for my liking.

The question is do I dump her or do I not?

I've known her since my first year here, where I instantly became popular by dating the head cheerleader.

"What's wrong?" she asks.

"Nothing…"

I know it is fake sincerity; a double personality.

She only wants to use me, it's so obvious. Now that I think of it why did I even bother going out with her? Was it that she wouldn't stop asking me or was it out of pity? I don't even know anymore.

I've seen how she treats Naruto all the time though. Anger and violence, often if the two are around each other, Naruto would seriously get slapped…

That is if he gets off easily.

It's not in my nature to hit women, insignificant beings that don't deserve my time. All they ever do is cause trouble and drama. They're rash and unpredictable to be precise.

This may be rash but… I think I'll do it.

"Sakura, can we talk for a second?"

"Sure, Sasuke-kun."

"We've been together for quite some time now and…" I begin seriously and slowly in a tone even a two year old can understand.

"And what?" she quirks an eyebrow saying that she's suspicious in her form of body language.

"…I think we should take some time apart and see other peop—"

I am interrupted by a painful slap to my left cheek. Of course, being Sasuke, I don't wince in pain but instead, I walk away leaving the girl in tears.

Well, she got the message.

Whatever emotion I had for her died; just like that part of me died that day when Itachi left.

Although I already know the impending doom that Sakura will rain on me it's better than putting up with her everyday.

A sense of freedom washes over me as I open the double doors to the gym.

Apparently I was late so hurry to change into my gym clothing which is a short sleeved t-shirt and sweatpants.

"Detention," Gai mindlessly chants.

"Whatever," I act as if I don't really care.

"We'll be playing dodge ball."

A wave of chattering flies across the room of dismay towards the sport. It was overplayed and overrated and we were split into teams.

Of course, I am picked first.

The sorting of teams was done and Sakura stood in the center of the other side of the gym glaring angrily yet smirking at the same time. I am surprised she can do that. She clenches onto the rubber, air filled ball, tightly and prepares to throw it at me.

Slam!

A ball hit her sides and it was completely abnormal.

No one hits Haruno Sakura, just no one.

Who was at the other end of the ball?

Hiroki.

All eyes fell on him as he shrugged carelessly and says, "What? She was wide open when her rage was directed to Uchiha."

Of course this makes the head cheerleader and her posse mark him as an enemy and a total loser who will get ridiculed.

Boy is he in for one hell of a year…

This chapter is written by Alison, edited by Maxie and Lucinda (Lonely Light). Alison writes the odd chapters and edits the even chapters while Maxie does the vice versa. All Fan fiction replies for this chapter will be sent when we read your review. Thanks for reading.