A Loveless Ending
-Chapter 1-
-Above the Influence-
Black lashes opened with a long and silent screaming resistence, as if begging to never open again. Piercing, black, and swallowing eyes were open, longing to be closed forever. Long, silky hair framed sculpted lines to his tiny, petite mouth. With his gorgeous looks, some would see him as a god of depression.
With the look the man was so adamantly giving the video camera in the poorly lit room, you wouldn't have seemed to have noticed the background, the documentary was being held in their basement, a white room with concrete walls everywhere, it seemed. One light, squarely in the middle on the top, flickering every five minutes or so. It was cold, damp, sound proof, by the looks of it.
Focusing the camera over the next few agonizing minutes, the man noticed Itachi hadn't moved an inch, never letting his eyes waver from the eye of the camera.
It nearly made him openly cringe, he didn't know a man alive today who would be comfortable with another man with that look in the same room, let alone, interviewing him. It was downright, creepy. But, also, upped his interest that much more.
The button was then turned into a world full of red as the main question was asked.
"Where to begin, well, Itachi, you may start where you like." The man said quietly.
Dark rings surrounded black eyes, leaning his face forward, he reluctantly began, after what seemed several minutes with the tension.
"I suppose we start from the very beginning, from when Sasuke was sixteen, always looking up to me, little did he know that was the worst possible thing he could do to himself." Itachi exclaimed...
And now...the story begins...
–
It was July 23rd, Sasuke's sixteenth birthday to be exact. Traditionally around the family table, his father and mother being absently dead. And only his own company to aid him. There was no cake. No candles. No presents. No one.
The house was cold and empty. And he liked it that way. Everything was in boxes, all of his and Itachi's personal items. They were moving. His parents were murdered three weeks ago, quite brutally, it hadn't bothered him all that much though, in fact, Sasuke had yet to shed a single tear. He never even wondered who had done it. Why?
Well, that was because he simply knew who had done it. It was particularly obvious. He almost wanted to laugh at the irony.
Itachi was out driving the moving van to 'their new home' as Itachi put it. Sasuke did none of the helping, too stubborn, lazy, and uninterested.
"I thought you had muscle under all that clothing. How wrong I was." His older brother smirked, as he walked out with another box.
The boy who was blushing under his big sweatshirt, just erected his middle finger enough for Itachi to see and snicker. Some people never change.
And then the van pulled up to the curb, Sasuke already knew he was there, he felt his brother's unmistakable aura outside before he turned the corner. He already wanted away.
Getting very slowly up with his rucksack slinging on his shoulder, he made his way for the sidewalk, 'Goodbye, City of Rain, hello Konoha.'
–
Well, for a house to be considered rich in a poor neighborhood, Itachi had outdone himself. The three story house was remarkable, even the snooty little brother had to admit. The house was on top of the hill, farthest away from the school, annoying, but necessary. And, he had only seen the front of the mansion.
The mile long driveway was nice and isolated, which he definitely liked, it was made of a gray stone, and looked expensive. The frontal garden had exotic flowers and brushes, the grass was healthy and there were birds.
Eventually, there was a gate that was code activated, something Sasuke was sure to remember. Lamp posts lined the stone that would be surrounding the cars until the garage was presented, which they hadn't walked in yet, Sasuke was still inspecting the outside of the house.
It was half glass, with the familiar stone pattern lining the bottom, to the side of the garage, a pair of white spiraled stairs met the second floor, onto a porch square in the middle of the house, since it was at an angle, it was a small porch, but was marked with a white lining then went along the many windows.
Above the porch was another porch that was surely to the master bedroom, as to the left was another one, white curtains flowed through, as the expensive white wood was designed all throughout the phenomenal house.
Once Sasuke felt slightly belittled at gaping at his own house, he shut his mouth and walked in silently, as Itachi rolled his eyes but followed him wordlessly.
Taking out the key, he unlocked the door, letting it creak open, exposing it's material self to dark orbs. Although, inwardly, Sasuke was gaping again, he didn't show it. Nervously, he itched his leg through his worn jeans and stepped forward. His shoes stepped soundlessly upon the floor, and that was when the raven got the feeling. Something was wrong with this place.
It was a gut feeling. Not particularly with the house as it was haunted or something, but he knew that something was wrong. Just. Wrong. As in nothing was wrong right now. But, it soon would be, he knew some terrible things were gonna happen if he stayed there. He turned to his brother worriedly, "I never ask you for anything, and I mean anything, but, can we not stay here Itachi?"
There was no fear in his voice, but had he knew at the time that if his fear openly expressed would have helped the cause then he would have gladly voiced it.
Itachi eyed him suspiciously, "Why do you suddenly say this now?"
Little did Sasuke know, Itachi had felt it too, and all he really needed was Sasuke's confirmed beliefs in the same feeling, with matching black orbs, they gave away nothing but fear.
He saw it, and believed it, but he needed to hear his own words say why.
"Forget it, it was nothing." Sasuke sighed, he was so close to saying it, so close to saying why. But, he refrained, he was probably just imagining it. Most
of the time he was.
Then why did he have this indescribable feeling about this place?
–
After much bitching, Sasuke had finally given in, after choosing his room on the very top floor, being the master bedroom, as Itachi scoffed at him, seeing him as 'ridiculous for wanting that room and being simpler than that' choosing his room to be on the first floor instead, a good twenty eight feet or so from the kitchen.
"Simpler my ass." Sasuke grumbled. Leaving his door open, he got around to putting his stuff in a corner, with a naked mattress in the far far corner of his room, he sat on it, the slight bounce stopped in its wake, as the raven's breath hitched, his eyes slightly wide as he got that feeling again, ten fold.
It started in the pit of his stomach as if he had gotten kicked in the nuts.
The feeling crashed into him as if he had gotten physically slapped. Oh, it made him sick. Bad things were going to happen in this house, and now his chance was ruined at changing that future. And he had never felt more guilty than he did at that moment.
As his breath started to escape him, he heard thumping footsteps head up his stairs, Itachi was mumbling about something, walking into his room, he almost didn't notice Sasuke's state of stress.
He was walking towards his windows leading to his porch, until he glanced over at his little ray of sunshine nearly passing out. He ran over to his near sobbing brother.
"Sasuke! What's wrong?" He took his shoulders gently before the air finally came flooding back into his lungs.
After nearly losing consciousness, he looked at him hopelessly. He still said nothing.
"What happened?" His older brother asked, wanting to ask so much more.
"I can't explain it." He gasped out.
"Sasuke, if you are having breathing problems, then you need to be examined immediately." Itachi said, trying not to let on his worried state. The younger brother scowled at him as if he were psychotic. Hell no.
"No doctor's. I am fine." He said, after some time.
Sighing, and knowing very well he couldn't push that matter. He got up, and ran his fingers through his hair. Opening his black eyes, he then frowned as he glanced at the curtains on the top. They were...ancient. Frilled. Gross.
"No." He mumbled to himself, before taking out of his pocket, a small box cutter.
Looking bewildered in Itachi's direction, he decided not to ask. He had 'that look.'
Creep.
–
After a few long nights of griping, and complaining, all the furniture was successfully moved in. Much to Itachi's disappointment, seeing Sasuke act liked nothing bothered him, he knew the house didn't sit right with him, and personally, he didn't like it much either.
But, he should have said something before they moved all their shit in.
And, he didn't.
–
"Sasuke."
He irritatingly kicked the door. The wood seemed to ignore him, as did his foolish little brother. He made a mental note to take the door off the hinges. Maybe that would show him.
Another rough kick, finally acquired some attention.
"Mmm. Go away." There was a soft mumble, barely audible.
"I'll go away when you get ready for school. Your uniform is hanging on your door, you better be ready in eight minutes or I come in there, and dress you myself." Itachi yelled at the creek of the door, nearly shivering at the mental image, he really really didn't want to actually have to do it.
Honestly, did his little brother have to be so childish all the time?
It made him smile, even if just a little.
–
Sasuke eventually came trudging down the stairs, almost as if he were in some invisible swamp that were swallowing his steps as he moved. But, it was understood, he was tired, so was Itachi.
The school uniform looked decent, it fit well, well pressed, black dress shoes freshly shined.
Words were not exchanged as nothing needed to be said. He grabbed a piece of toast, and headed out the door, and with nothing else that he had to do, since work hadn't started yet, he followed his younger brother outside.
Unlocking the doors, the young ravens got in the new car, put on their seatbelts and drove off, neither knowing something drastic and horrible was soon to come.
–
Arriving in front of the large school, Sasuke scowled again, it was too early in the morning for this shit. He leaned back and grabbed his rucksack from the back.
"You are already enrolled, I took the liberty this morning, all you have to do is ask for your schedule. It's very simple. Now, get out. See you at home." Itachi said casually before unlocking the door.
Sasuke said nothing, and did as he was told. He saw no one outside, as he figured everyone was in class. Good, he didn't want to be acknowledged by anyone, wanted to do his time, excel in every class as he always did, and then graduate.
Sounded easy enough. He sighed one last time dramatically, and then proceeded to take his first step towards the school he would soon come to hate.
The woman looked at him, and wanted to roll her eyes, so this was the kid they had been expecting, she knew he would fit in nicely, handsome boy, and that he was going to get into quite the load of trouble depending on who he hung around, she desperately hoped he chose wisely.
"Here it is, Sasuke Uchiha. First period has already passed, second period has just started, Room C6. There is a map on the wall. Have a lovely first day dear."
And with that she turned away from him as though he weren't there moments before.
Without muttering any thanks for her help, he headed off to find a map.
Soon to be on the third floor with no sense on which the right direction is, he realized he was most definitely lost. Gritting his teeth, he continued down the empty hall, turning a corner, he stopped and slowly went back a few steps when he saw he almost walked into a couple.
Although, from the looks of it, they weren't exactly friendly.
A teenager, about his age, was holding up a slightly younger fragile looking girl against some lockers. With Sasuke being so quiet, he wasn't noticed.
"I want my money, and I want it fucking now." The boy with the spiky, short, brown hair said, looked beyond angry, and he looked as if he had fangs. Dark eyes bored into her quite unusual ones, they were white. Maybe they were contacts?
But, surprisingly, she didn't look scared, just said nothing as she was obviously overpowered by the boy.
"I'll get it, just be patient, Kiba-kun." She said calmly, slowly inching her arms out of his grip.
"I better, bitch." He hissed into her ear, before he let go, and roughly ran his strong arms down her skinny frame, past her long black hair, over her big, round breasts, and then kissed her as if she were a rag doll.
With her facial expression, it looked as if she hated it, her exotic eyes were tightly shut, and her tiny fists were balled. She did hate it.
Sasuke instinctively wanted to beat that Kiba dog into complete oblivion, but thought it best to not do a thing, it was not his business, nor would it ever be. Or so, he thought.
Kiba let go before long, after his assault on her body, and went in the opposite direction of which Sasuke was, thankfully. He didn't want that asshole to think he was some kind of pervert and was listening on purpose, and he especially didn't want her to think that of him too.
Not that it mattered of course, what she thought.
–
So, walking down the hall he came from, he carefully avoided the troubled girl, and found his class, he had found out that he had walked right past it. Idiot.
Standing before the magic door, he hesitated before he knocked twice softly. When he felt soft footsteps from behind him, oh shit.
With the door having yet to be answered, the girl from before looked at him.
He looked in her direction and finally got a great view of her beautiful face. She had a sharp jaw line that framed her face, white fluorescent skin that glowed, a small petite nose, small lips, cute smile, raven hair that came to her incredible eyes, she was...gorgeous.
He blinked a few times, "What?"
She had been talking, damn it.
And then the door opened, when she saw that she gently placed her arm in his before walking in, he felt like he wasn't being pulled by anything, was just following her willingly.
"I'm just gonna call you Crow, kay?" She says sweetly, gently smiling, he never caught the nickname but didn't really care as long as he could stay in her company, everything else just faded out. Even the whole classroom.
And then a voice snapped him to attention. It was the teachers. He looked rather odd. A big bushy mess of silver hair piled on the top of his head, leaning to the side, how did it do that? Also, his face was covered with a scarf.
"Sasuke Uchiha, is it? So happy for you to join us. Even if class started twenty minutes ago. You shall address me by my first name, I hate that last name 'respect your elders' crap, makes me feel old, the name is Kakashi, pleased to meet your acquaintance."
With that, Kakashi bowed dramatically. Sasuke nearly snorted at his sarcasm, then looked around the room for a place to sit, as well to make cruel judgement at how low class the school really was.
"Right. Where do I sit?"
"On a chair." Was Kakashi's smart ass reply. The class giggled.
Sasuke smirked. "Anywhere then."
And ironically enough there was a seat right in front of the pretty girl's seat. Perfect. No, not really, because he wouldn't be able to look at her, but all well. He was at least close to her.
She gently detached herself from his arm, slowly letting her fingers drag across his arm, and gave a small smile in his direction, while she slid into her seat behind him.
Her smile wasn't seductive, nor sultry, but cute. Innocent. But, he had a silly feeling she wasn't all that innocent, considering what he had seen not ten minutes earlier.
His black eyes followed her white ones, he had to bite his tongue to keep from smirking. He wanted to touch her. For some strange reason. He couldn't really explain it, she looked like a goddess in her school uniform.
Why was he so entranced?
–
It was lunch, finally. So far, starting from period two, Hinata was in all of his classes. Hinata. Such an amazing name. He found that out when she was leaving third period to ditch, "Hey Little Crow, my name is Hinata."
She then walked away. He was too stunned to think of a response quickly, not that she gave him much time. But, he was glad to know her name.
He was attracted to her, that much was for sure. Such a mysterious girl, he wanted to know more, and made it a goal of his to know more by the end of the year.
Why did it seem that to everyone else he could be cruel, mean, and cold to?
Not her though.
Not her...
–
The day had finally ended with her remaining absent. He looked. Somewhat. Then stopped immediately, knowing she was an independent girl and would do what she pleased. She was her own person.
Kids of all high school ages were crowding around, meeting up with friends, talking to their boyfriends, planning what to do this upcoming weekend, but she was nowhere to be found. A kid with blonde hair he had met earlier was there, Naruto, he thought?
The kid was downright obnoxious. Very loud, and completely inappropriate for when they were trying to dissect some weird amphibian.
After departing from said blonde, Sasuke quickly left class, avoiding him for the rest of the day.
With that, he began his route to his house, in the right direction, probably. What was with his horrible sense of direction? Apparently, he had just recently developed that bad trait. He thought it to be from his mother. That dumb woman used to get lost going to and from the kitchen some days in the old Uchiha estate.
Lost in his thoughts, he headed the way he had come from the previous morning.
Soon, he was at a streetlight. Seconds before the light changed, he felt a small pair of pale hands cover his eyes, "Guess who Crow?" The voice instructed.
His lips curled up, and a smile nearly escaped him.
"Could it be, the mysterious girl with the weirdest eyes I have ever seen?" He wondered aloud.
"Yeah, well that 'mysterious girl with the weirdest eyes you have ever seen' has a name, I'll have you know." She giggled slightly. Removing her hands, she pulled on him softly, to turn around and look at her.
"Hn, Hinata, I presume." Sasuke said, raising an eyebrow.
She blinked once. "Correct." Her voice was soft, and melodic.
"And, because I won such a difficult game, I believe I deserve a special prize." Sasuke exclaimed, looking suspicious.
"Oh? Well, hm. I think I have an idea." She cutely replied, looking proud of herself.
"So, where does this Little Crow nest? Hm?" She smiled, distractedly.
"I'm not very sure at the moment, the address is in my bag." He replied sighing.
"Ooh goodie." She says laughing. Getting behind him again, rather quickly, she grabs his strap, unbuckles it, and opens it, looking through his stuff. He didn't believe it. Glaring at her, while her eyes were looking at the different 'interesting' things in his bag, he replied, "Binder."
In which, she took it out.
Flipping through a few papers, "Found it."
Reviewing the paper, she clenched her jaw and looked at him, "You live in that house?"
"Yes." He replied shortly. Wondering what was wrong with it? Secretly hoping, no, needing for someone else other then himself, that something was in fact, wrong with the place.
"I know where that is." She smiled. Again, for the second time that day, she placed her arm in his, and for some reason, as good as it felt, it felt wrong.
–
Finally arriving at his house, they walked up his driveway, before she spoke.
"I know this house." She said, smiling slightly, with a sad twinkle in her eyes, she looked away to the fluffy looking clouds in the North. The breeze blew throughout her long black locks, as Sasuke nearly reached out to lightly cup her cheek. But, didn't.
"How so?" He asked softly.
"It was...rebuilt. After someone set it on fire." She said, looking angrily up at its wooden structure. She closed her eyes and inhaled softly, "Let's go inside, I wanna see how they remodeled it, from the outside, it sure is beautiful."
"Sure." He said.
He extended his hand out to hers, and she took it.
After gradually inspecting the house, she said nothing, Sasuke walked up into his room, and she followed. The door was open widely, as Sasuke didn't care due to his brothers absence. His eyes followed her wherever she went, tracing her slender fingers along the wall, his dresser, until her eyes met his.
Piercing. Alluring, strangely arousing...
They stayed like that for a few seconds. Never losing eye contact, until a crow flew into his window, cracking it square in the middle. The web crack spread into three swirling lines, almost making an eye.
Hinata sighed, "T-that scared me."
Sasuke chuckled.
"Not me." He lied.
He then had an undeniable urge to ask what they should do, and so he did, "So, what do you wish to do, Hinata?" His tone held that he didn't really care.
The girl then smiled sweetly, "Does it matter?"
She had a mischievous look in her eye, the kind of look that tells you she is up to absolutely no good. And, the sad thing was, he kinda liked it. And was pretty excited to see what she was up to.
Walking over with a sway to her walk, she arched her leg over slightly, so she bent over for him to be revealed, even if just barely. Sasuke was a virgin, by choice, he just never saw the time for such things. Not when he had precious school to attend. Right now, he had a few different thoughts on his mind.
"What are you doing?" He asks, slightly tilting his head. Almost disappointed, when she pulled a big bottle out of her bag, that was a dark bronze color.
Liquor? Really?
He saw what that shit did to people, but, he was too high class for that to happen to right? Where was the harm in drinking with the girl now? If that was what she really wanted, then why not?
"Ever drank before?" She asked curiously. Her grin growing with each passing second.
"Yeah, why?" He asked, eyeing the bottle up and down.
"Wouldn't want to take that innocence from you." She exclaimed, smiling the whole time.
"Open the bottle, Hinata." He stared at her blankly.
"We'll see who has the upper hand when it comes to that bottle." He smirked boyishly.
"I guess we will." She says, acting as if she knows not of what he speaks. Breaking the lid, she looked at him, and mumbled a 'cheers' before tipping the bottle into her mouth. Swallowing the bitter liquid, she extended her full hand to his, before he accepted without hesitating.
"Silly girl." He mumbles before doing the same, except taking a longer drink, the burning was unexpected, as he had fully lied to the girl, he had only seen his parents drink it, when he was younger, and had smelt it on his brother when he would come home some nights, but as far as the experience went, that was about it.
He nearly gagged, 'How fucking awful, why would people drink that shit?'
He thought too quickly, before the buzz came rushing in, 'Oh.'
Then with a pop, he removed the bottle, and was slowly licking his lips. Wow. Exciting. The head rush was nauseating at first, but now, it felt...good, to say the least. Different. And his body felt...warm. It was a completely new experience, and he liked it.
Hinata rolled her eyes, so much for him having 'the upper hand.'
Taking the bottle from him, she drowned her sorrows.
School tomorrow was gonna be hell. And for now, she could forget about the upcoming dread, and just enjoy herself. After the bottle was exchanged a few more times, they were both evidently drunk, and couldn't give a damn. This was now.
And right now, they felt good.
"Oh my fuck! I have a spec-ta-cular idea." Hinata looked at him with hazy eyes, and a bright smile. Sasuke was sitting Indian Style on the ground, but looked up at her, just as excited.
"Oh my fuck, what?" He asked, putting his fingers to his lips, and nearly choking on them.
"Let's go play games!" She yelled excitedly. She then fell on her butt, and ripped off her socks. It was too hot anyway, she told herself.
"What? Why didn't I think of it before?!! TO THE WAR ZONE!" He hollered throughout the large house as it echoed throughout.
"YES!" She yelled, grabbing the bottle and nearly falling on the way.
The ran down the hall, almost fell down the stairs, started going down the stairs slowly, successfully making it down both flights...eventually, before they ran to the closet, to put a tin bucket on her head, and a trash can lid to be held as armor (For Sasuke), they made it to the game console, looking ridiculous.
And then. It was on.
–
Well, this is a new story I am starting,
and
I am 54 pages into it so far...
So, I plan on continuing it for
quite sometime.
I will update when I get some feedback on this.
I hope you enjoyed, this is pretty edited. So, I shouldn't have mistakes.
-The Bloob
(Don't forget to kindly review. Thank you for reading.)
