A/N: Woo. First new story in quite a while. I'll try update this at least weekly, maybe even sooner. There will be Narusasu/sasunaru in the future. I'm expecting this to be quite long.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters.
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"Don't worry; your new house will be brilliant. Better even than your previous house," the blonde haired woman continued babbling as she had been for the past half hour, frequently glancing between the road she was currently driving on and the rear view mirror. Still receiving no reply from the figure seated on the back seat of the Mercedes, she finally stopped talking, concluding that he was a brat and giving him up as a lost cause. As if she didn't already know that. Ten minutes later, a miracle occurred.
"How much longer until we arrive?" Sasuke asked. The woman driving did a double take in the rear view mirror as if she couldn't believe that he had spoken.
"Errr," she hastily checked her watch and Sasuke sighed impatiently. "About two hours. Did you want to stop for a while? For a break?"
"I still don't see why I couldn't drive," Sasuke said irritably, ignoring her question. There were a few moments of silence before she replied.
"Er- Well- We wanted to make sure you got there safely," she stammered out. Sasuke snorted.
"You mean you wanted to make sure I didn't try to run away." It was a statement and not a question.
"Well we know how... reluctant you are to move here," she replied, with a slight apologetic tone to her voice, before they settled back into a tense silence.
Sasuke leant his forehead against the tinted window of the car and watched the trees and hedges whizzing by as they drove along a motorway. He closed his eyes and sighed, his breath misting on the cool window. This was going to be a long day.
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"We're here," the woman said with forced cheerfulness before stepping out of the car and closing the door. She moved to open Sasuke's door but he had already gotten out. Blinking, she paused cautiously for a moment before continuing past him to open the car boot. She picked up the sole bag and slung it over her shoulder, panting slightly under the weight, and then closed the boot and turned to face Sasuke.
"Here," she started, rooting around in her blazer pocket with her free hand "are your keys," she finished, passing the keys to Sasuke. The teenager blinked at her with onyx eyes before silently turning around and going toward the front door of the house the car was parked in front of. Before unlocking the door, he looked up to study his new house.
It was two stories tall and, from what he could see, large. The house was detached and there was a sizeable gap between his house and the two neighbouring houses. It was painted white and had a big three-car garage beside it.
Satisfied, Sasuke unlocked the door and stepped inside. The carpet was thick and a deep red, covering the entire hall; there were three doors on each wall and then some stairs at the end of the hall leading to the second floor. Sasuke stuck his head in each room as he passed, pleased by their size. The second floor was laid out in the same way as the ground floor.
Realising that the blonde woman still stood behind him holding the heavy bag awkwardly, Sasuke turned around and took it off her and then dumped it on the floor of the nearest room.
"How would you like it decorated?" the woman asked, smoothing her blazer and skirt down with her palms and pulling a notepad and pen out of her large black handbag, poising the pen ready to write. Sasuke shrugged and she fought back a sigh, instead reaching inside her bag to produce a heavy catalogue – seemingly expecting the teenager's answer.
Sasuke flipped through the catalogue with rapidly decreasing patience. It was split into different sections per room. He reached for his assistant's pen and circled the pictures of different pieces of furniture, quickly flipping through the pages. Once he was done he handed it back to her.
"Are you sure?" she asked hesitantly, looking at some of the younger lad's choices. Sasuke nodded.
"All of the rooms have already been painted how you asked. I'll make sure that the furniture arrives by tomorrow. Your car has already been driven here – it is in the garage. I've also parked the Mercedes in the garage too. Here are the keys," the woman paused to hand Sasuke two car keys. She paused as if to remember what else she had to say, while Sasuke half-listened while slotting all of his keys onto the same keychain.
"Your room is already ready. It is the one at the back of the house; that one," she pointed. "It is set out exactly how you had it in your previous house. If you need anything moving, please call me. The kitchen is also fully stocked, but apart from that the other rooms are all empty. As I said, I'll have the rest of your furniture ready tomorrow. The maid is also coming tomorrow, she had today off. If you need anything, please call me. Do you need anything else?"
"Is there a phone here anywhere?" he said, covering his mouth as he yawned widely.
"Oh! Yes. Downstairs by the front door, and also one mounted outside the door of your bedroom. And there is a wireless internet connection installed."
"Thank you. You can go now," Sasuke dismissed her with a half hearted wave of his hand. She nodded and turned around briskly, marching down the corridor. Her high heels made loud clacking noises, echoing around the silent house. Sasuke remained still until he heard the front door open and close loudly, before sighing and heading toward the room his assistant had identified as his.
He entered the room and looked around. His assistant hadn't been lying when she said it was set out in the exact same way. There was his double bed with black sheets pushed against the far wall below the window with matching black curtains. On the left side of the room was a desk with a printer sat beneath it. The opposite wall had a large blue wardrobe with attached drawers below. There was a TV mounted on the wall at the foot of the bed, and a black and blue rug in the centre of the blue carpeted floor. Lastly, there was a bedside table with a lamp on it also pushed against the wall.
Sasuke sighed and flopped against the bed, dropping his bag beside him. He remained motionless for a few precious moments before bolting upright. He let out a growl of frustration and punched the wall nearest the bed.
He hadn't wanted to move here but he had to. Uchiha Corps had relocated and so the newest owner had been forced to move as well. Under strict orders of his parents, there were always members of staff in place to make sure he kept his role and responsibilities in the business. There had been ever since he had first try to run away from home, away from the pressure, at the age of 10. Ever since his parents had died.
Gritting his teeth, Sasuke roughly unzipped his bag. He pulled out a shiny black laptop and moved to place it on the empty desk. He then pulled out his clothes and started hanging them into his wardrobe. Most of his belongings had been taken the previous day and so the teenager hadn't got much to unpack.
After he finished, Sasuke stripped down to his boxers and crawled into his bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling. Remembering, he leant over and picked up a bottle beside his bed. He tipped out two pills onto his waiting palm and dry swallowed them before screwing the cap back on and lying back down.
Tomorrow was Sunday. He had the entire day off. His current plans were to avoid the house – avoid it whilst the furniture was brought in.
'I'll make plans tomorrow,' he thought blearily to himself before drifting off to sleep.
