Yo Everyone!
A new story up! Sorry for the readers of Fallen Angel, Ascends and Meeting a Dark Lord, I'll update them as soon as possible (Meeting a Dark Lord is my first priority though.)
But I've been working on this one for some time now and I finally finished up the prologue.
I hope you guys like it.

Summary: Attending a prestigious school for the rich isn't easy. Certainly when you've got no wealth, at all. And being kicked out of most schools you've ever attended certainly didn't add things up. Now Naruto has to attend Konoha Private High, and find out just how to survive even a day. Because getting in a fight with the most popular boy on school was not the smartest thing he could've done. And now he would have to face the consequences of those actions.
The worst part of it all? His past is catching up with him.

Pairings: undecided.

Warnings: Yaoi meaning: boyxboy, swearing, violence, probably smut in later chapters, OOC, High-school AU

For the people who are going to flame me for writing a yaoi-story, there's an exit button. Don't read it if you don't like yaoi, it's your own choice. But don't go spitting bull over reviews or private messages, 'cause I warned you. I will say it again if it still hasn't sunk into your thick skull that this is going to be a Yaoi.
criticism is appreciated, but flames will be used to barbeque my steak yum.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, it belongs to its rightful owner: ©Masashi Kishimoto

I only own this story and it's plotline! Don't go stealing my story or it's ideas, that is plagiarism!
You have been warned.

Beta-ed by: Carmentis, my good friend, thank you.


The start of something new

Prologue


Listening to the soft ticking of the rain against the window, Naruto leaned his forehead against the cold glass. Eyes tracing a drop of water gliding down, until it disappeared in the space between the window and the door. He closed his eyes, head bumping against the window slightly as the car hit a dirt road. Naruto put up the volume of his phone, drowning out the incessant voice of the driver as the music blared through his ear buds. Nodding his head to the rhythmic beats of the song playing, he started to subconsciously hum with the lyrics.

"-Ruto! Naruto!"

Jerking his eyes open, Naruto glared at the man sitting next to him in the driver seat. The scarred man was holding the orange ear buds which he had yanked from Naruto's ears.

"Naruto," the name was dragged out, exasperation and anger clearly in the tone. "Have you been listening to anything I've been telling you?" Kind brown eyes were hardened into a steely glare. Crossing his arms over his chest, the man gave Naruto a condescending look.

"This is important Naruto! You'll be attending that school until you graduate, you have to at least know something about it. And I understand it's hard starting in the third week of school. Being the new kid is-"

Naruto scowled at the man, crossing his arms and turning back to the window he had been leaning against. It didn't matter if he listened or not, it's always the same anyways. Back to that hellhole.

Naruto was an orphan. Abandoned on the steps of an orphanage at a young age. Or, at least, so he has been told by the caretakers there. It wasn't really bad at the orphanage at that time, it wasn't until he turned five that his life turned for the worst.

A sinister grin flashed before his minds eye and Naruto felt a shiver of fear and disgust go down his spine. Feeling his hands starting to tremble, he glared at the shaking appendages laying in his lap. Balling his hands into tight fists, knuckles turning white, he could feel the sting of his nails digging into the tender flesh of his palms, probably drawing blood. He paid it no mind.

Taking a deep breath through his nose and exhaling lightly through his mouth again, he tried putting his thoughts on something different. Like puppies, or ramen! Even after all these years, that monster still managed to get such a reaction out of him. He didn't like it one bit. 'He's in prison now, he can't get to me. He can't get me.' He was chanting it in his mind, over and over again trying to reassure himself. He hated it. He hated that he was so affected by that person, even if it had been a few years already. But most of all, he hated himself, for not having been strong enough. He took a shuddering breath, faintly aware of the feeling of warm blood dripping in between his fingers. After a couple of seconds, he finally calmed down enough and unclenched his fists. Seeing a bit of blood on his palm and nails, he wiped the red liquid on his black pants, hoping the man next to him hadn't seen his small breakdown.

Inconspicuously glancing to his left, he could see the man still ranting away about who-knows-what. Sighing a breath of relief, he resumed his thinking.

After the monster was caught and locked away, Naruto got send back to the orphanage again. After that it only went further downhill. The kids in the orphanage started to bully him; calling him names, spitting in his food, breaking his stuff, but the worst was when he was being ignored, like he didn't exist. He would try to gain their attention, from calling out to them to trying to impress them. Eventually he started to get himself in trouble, just to get some attention. Acknowledgement. The caretakers started to think of him as a problem child, a hooligan. He just wanted some friends.

It wasn't long after that when he got adopted again. By a foster family who already had two adopted kids. He just didn't fit in. A few weeks later, he was brought back by the couple and the caretakers had to take him in again. They weren't happy about that.

It went on like that for a while, always brought back to the orphanage because he was unmanageable. The caretakers eventually started to treat him like crap, only giving him second-hand clothes and the last remnants of food they had, which wasn't much.
After a year, he just didn't care anymore. First, he always did his best to try and fit in. Be the perfect son, by doing his best at school and trying to make friends by being the class clown.

He started rebelling. Picking fights with everyone and breaking or bending the rules of the school he attended. One time he painted the schools outer-walls with graffiti, a masterpiece if he does say so himself. Sadly, the headmaster and teachers didn't appreciate the beauty of the art he had created. He ended up getting expelled for his efforts.

The kids at the orphanage found that a very good reason to start bullying him even more. It became physical. Bumping him in the hallways of the orphanage, pushing him down or tripping him when the caretakers weren't looking. Not like that would make a difference anyway. When they were caught bullying him, they would get a slap on the wrist and told to not do it again. It didn't help any.

It went on like that for three years. He had seen a lot of schools by now, and hopped from one family to the other, never staying anywhere for a very long time.

Looking back at the man, who was in a monologue about how he should respect his elders and listen to what they say to him, he rolled his eyes.

Iruka Umino.

A 28 year old (single) man who adopted Naruto about a week ago. He was hired a month before that by some 'prestigious' private high-school for rich kids, which he had to attend now. Naruto definitely wasn't happy about that, school had already started three weeks ago. He would be the odd one out, again. An outsider. The poor orphan. He scowled at the building which loomed overhead, before blinking stupidly at it. It was only now that he finally caught on to the fact he had already arrived at his destination and that the car was standing still in the parking lot.

Heaving a suffering sigh, he fumbled with his seatbelt for a while, trying to get himself free of its confines. Getting frustrated at the poor mechanics for not doing what he wanted, Naruto gave it an angry jam. The belt shot loose. The result: it hitting Naruto square in the face.

Leaning forward in his seat, all the while groaning in pain, Naruto rubbed his sore nose in an attempt to lessen the pain. It wasn't really working.

Glaring at the offending metal of the seatbelt, Naruto roughly pushed the car door open and slammed it shut with a loud bang. He shivered slightly as the cold rain dampened his hair, making it stick in every which way to his face and neck. Pulling his jacket closer around him, to hopefully remain at least a little dry. Hearing the door of the driver seat opening and closing, Naruto paid it no mind as he jogged around the car to the back, opening the trunk and taking out his bags.

Turning around, he squared his shoulders, slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and walked up to the giant building.

Konoha private High, a school for well-educated, smart and prestigious kids. Faltering in his step slightly as Naruto stood in front of the intimidating building for the first time, he began to wonder what he was even doing here. He didn't fit-in in this world of smarts and wealth. He certainly wasn't book smart, having discarded his studies over the last couple of years. And then there was the fact he didn't have any money either, Naruto thought with a grimace. It's only because Iruka was working here that he got a scholarship. Iruka had pledged for him, since the school board didn't want to give him a chance at first. Not that he would've minded if he wasn't allowed to attend. Actually, he would've been glad! But since Iruka had miraculously managed to convince the head of school to give him at least a chance, he would have to live with it for now.

Heaving a quiet sigh, he squared his shoulders (again) and glared up at the tall building looming overhead. If he was going to go down, he would go in dignity. Naruto gave a snort. It's not like he even had any.

Naruto walked behind Iruka, The man having caught up when he stood, staring at the school. "We're going to go to the administration desk first, where we'll get your schedule." He said, frowning at his watch. Naruto could almost hear his thoughts: 'I'm late, I'm late, I'm late..'

"Iruka," said man looked behind him, raising a brow questioningly at Naruto. "Don't worry about me, you can go on ahead. You have a class in six minutes, right? I'll get my schedule myself."

Iruka looked surprised at first, his eyes slightly widened, before he smiled gratefully at the blond and nodded his head.
"Thanks Naruto, I really appreciate it." He gave the teen a pat on the shoulder before speed-walking through the hall towards his classroom.

"Ah, wait!" Naruto tried calling to him, but the man was already out of ear-shot.
He stood there for a minute, staring at the corner Iruka disappeared behind. "You didn't tell me where the information desk is located…" Naruto mumbled, sighing loudly.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, the blond looked around at the big entrance hall of the school. The halls were empty, most kids having class at the moment. The bell would ring in five minutes, and then it would probably be hell to navigate through the mass of teens. Deciding to just search around for a while and hoping his luck (*cough*not*cough*) would help him stumble upon his destination, he just picked a random corridor and walked towards it at a leisure pace.

The halls were spacey and elegantly decorated, as expected if you looked at how big and posh the place is. Paintings and pictures hung on the stark white walls. Naruto stopped every once in a while to examine them. He always loved art. To put his emotions, not in words, but in an image. It was one of the few things he actually loved to do. Once in life it also was to play music, but he hasn't touched an instrument in a couple of years already. It being caused by his traumatizing time with that adoption.

Moving onward he stopped at the base of two stairs. Deciding whether to go up or not, he just shrugged and ascended the marble stairs. Yes, marble.

Arriving on the 1st floor, he rounded the corner and got promptly knocked on his butt.
Wincing slightly as he rubbed his now sore tailbone, Naruto was really starting to think the gods above are getting a kick out of his misfortune.

"Ouch.."
"Tch. Watch where you're going, idiot."
Naruto had to bite back a very original remark, choosing not to make a fool of himself more than necessary for the day.

Opening his eyes, which he had closed when he fell down, he was met with the sight of a (begrudgingly) handsome teen. He has onyx-black eyes and hair with a blue tint to it. His hair is framing his face, going until his chin. At the back it is spiked up, looking in Naruto's opinion like a duck's rear-end. Naruto had to bite back a bark of laughter at the image popping up in his head as he looked at the guy's hair. Damn.

Quickly composing himself, he stood up and brushed the invisible dirt off his jeans. Not minding the death-glare being sent his way as he tried to keep his cool.

The duck-butt guy, Naruto snickered internally, looked him up and down, before one corner of his lips tilted up in a half-smirk. Naruto narrowed his eyes at it suspiciously.

"Hn. Dobe."

Naruto gawked at him for a full second before the realization at what was said to him settled in and before he could stop himself he blurted it out.
"Shut up, teme!"

Duck-butt looked surprised for a second, then glared at the smaller teen before him.

"Idiot."

"Asshole!"

"Stupid, couldn't think of anything else?"

"I'm not stupid, you fucker!"

"Hn. Dobe." Sasuke smirked, thinking he had won the discussion (read: childish bickering.) After all he was an Uchiha, and Uchiha's were superior than most peasants.

"Temeee-!" Naruto jumped at the other, trying to punch that annoying smug smirk off of that irritating (to Naruto at least) face from the taller teen.
He relished in the fact that the scowling duck-butt got out of his composure and was looking very shocked. Hah! Take that duck-butt!

It wasn't very long before they were both rolling around the floor, fists and meaningless insults flying at each other. The bell rung, but both teens were too caught up in each other to notice as the hallways filled with students, who formed a circle around the fighting boys.

A minute later and it was absolute chaos. Students were hooting, filming the fight with their phones as they stood on the sidelines of the 'battle'. Teachers came running, pushing their way through the crowd as they tried to call both boys to a stop. With emphasis on tried.

Naruto tried kicking at Duck-butts shin, but Sasuke elevated it and send a punch towards Naruto's stomach. It went on like that for a while, both getting a couple of hits in before it was all stopped when they were both pulled from each other and kept a good distance away in a head-lock.

"What the Devil is going on here!?" A feminine voice yelled above all the commotion. It quieted down almost immediately. Students stood frozen in their places, looking dreadfully at the person standing in the middle of the hall. She looked over every one of them, glare in place, when her eyes fell on the two instigators.

"Everyone go to your class," when no-one made a move, she glared even harder. "NOW!"

Students were quick to react, scrambling away like the hounds of hell were hot on their heels.
Naruto made to escape while the woman was distracted, Sasuke thinking the same. Before they both were grabbed by the shoulder in a death-grip.

"Except for you two," Naruto stilled, wanting to just crawl in a hole and die already. "To my office." She steered both of them in a certain direction, her grip unrelenting. Naruto could feel his chances of survival ebb away with every step he took towards his destination.

Today was so not his day.


Hope you guys like it. (deja-vu anyone? No-one? oke)
I know it's a short prologue, but meh.
I don't know when the next update will be, it depends for when I have time.

For the pairings, I really haven't decided yet.
But I guess you guys could choose between the following ones for Naruto:
GaaNaru (GaaraxNaruto)
ItaNaru (ItachixNaruto)
SasuNaru (SasukexNaruto)

Yeah... Leave your opinion!
R&R

Happy Easter!

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