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1. When Uchiha Sasuke knew his day was going to be bad.
"…Hate me…little brother." Uchiha Sasuke awoke, startled out of nightmarish dreams of Itachi, with sweat pouring down his browns, the young child ran his hands through his brunette locks. His night shirt damped with perspiration, he slapped his face sitting up, so that his mind would not recall his 'dreams'. Sasuke gritted his teeth in frustration, removing his wet cotton night shirt from his body, throwing it half-heartedly on the ground. His blanket pooling around his waist, with black eyes wandering to window, the curtains parted in the middle revealing the nighttime's only source of natural light. Eyes trained on the moon that stayed centre in sky, watching under a reverent haze as the moon began to drip blood. Sasuke's eyes widen, his mouth slackened in shock as the blood began forming words 'Hate Me'.
He screamed, in a hurry he threw himself on the ground. Clutching his head, shaking like a leaf in strong wind. The room was silent with the exception of Sasuke's laboring breaths, which increased bringing his trembling hand to his heart, in trying to still his body. With misguided bravery he raised his head over his bed, which to some might have brought relief as there was nothing there, but to Sasuke it left him alone with his most hated enemy, his thoughts.
"Itachi." He spat venomously.
Even though Sasuke despised his older brother, moments like these lost between his recurring nightmares, and self-induced loneliness, made him realized how much he missed his brother's warm presence, from a simple hug right down to his wordless expression of love by poking his forehead. Times like this made realized with great denial afterwards that nothing could take the place of his brother's company. The clarity of these moments made his realized that no matter what Itachi did to him, love would always be his answer.
Moments like this made him realize that no matter what he did or how far he would go to achieve his revenge, he would always hesitate in delivering the final blow.
Sasuke touched his forehead; the cold spot warmed by the remembrance of Itachi's gentle pokes. He grimaced, moments like this is why he hated himself and not his brother.
2. It got worse.
Uchiha's do not run…was the biggest lie his ancestors ever told, thought Sasuke who took off with a speed that would make the Yondaime weep in jealousy, the moment he was spotted like a corner prey by the hybrid beast known as 'fangirls'.
Uchiha's do not hide, to hide from anyone, to hide is to show your back and provide your enemies with exploitable weakness. Whoever came up with that crockshit should take it and shove it right back up their assholes, Sasuke thought. He was crouched under a shrubbery bush located near an abandoned tea shop located in eastern side of Konoha's shopping district; this district was approximately six minutes run from the academy. Please do not ask Sasuke how he knows this.
He sneezed, "Sasuke-kun, is that you my love calling me?" his eyes dilated in fear, slowly easing his way out of the bush, just a few inches more to his freedom. Five inches…oh freedom it tastes so sweet until he bumped into Yamanka Ino, standing above him with a charming smile plastered on her face.
He resisted the urge to whimper.
Sasuke sucked his teeth, sighing in reluctant resignation. He winced, the tugs on his arms becoming too painful to bear, as he failed to ignore the loud and unbearable cat fight occurring between Sakura and Ino, the two insistent on the thought that he was in love with them.
Let him enunciate, spell, stress, bring to attention that at the tender age of 10 years, two years shy before dreaded puberty, he shivered. He at this point did not desire female companionship, and no that did not make him gay. The only thing he desired was his brother dead at his feet.
''GOOD MORNING SAKURA-CHAN!'' yelled the ever obnoxious voice of Uzumaki Naruto. Shifting the two rapid beast attentions away from him, they snarled in frustration.
"Stupid Naruto."
Sasuke sighed relenting to his fate. It was now safe to say his day got worse.
3. It got weirder.
Sasuke easily sidestepped Naruto's hasty punch, ducking under the wide swing. He quickly caught off guard when Naruto manage to knee his face in. He staggered back in pain, furious at the teasing smile seem the blonde's face. He eyes narrowed noting the way Naruto kept jumping in one position. The blonde male shot off with a speed unseen before surprising the young Uchiha, before he could process what was happening. His fist shot out automatically delivering a devastating punch to Naruto's unguarded abdomen.
He watched in unease satisfaction, Naruto stumbling slightly backwards, his eyes glazed over in pain. Confusion overtook as he dropped to his knees. He curled up on the ground in a fetus position, only letting small whimpers of pain escaping his mouth.
Sasuke glanced at his fist in shock; did he really just do that? And he was not alone, silence swept across the yard as the young pre-genin could not believe what they had just witness. Naruto kneed Sasuke only to be brought down by one punch ; a bit too much to process.
The young scion was aware that he trumped Naruto in speed not in power, so where did that come from. Though he could remember Naruto froze a little before he punched in, maybe that had something to do with that.
He removed his gaze from his palm and return it to Iruka-sensei's whose black eyes leveled him with a terrifying look.
"Sasuke-kun?" started Iruka-sensei." Please help Naruto to the nurse?" he asked with the underlying message of 'unharmed'. He meandered closer to the pair, taken back at the tear streaks marred on Naruto's face.
It was now safer to say his day got weird.
4. This is not happening!
He learned the hard way that the medic-nin stationed at the Academy was not an exceptionally charming individual. He was an exceptionally A plus bastard with a capital B.
In his mind the image off sweet lady in mid-50s with salt and peppered hair tied in customary messy bun was conjured up, with wrinkles that marred his face giving way to the wisdom that came with age. A broad smile plastered on her face contributing to a welcoming aura that would be excluded from the small room and for extra niceness a batch of cookies.
Not the shit he was greeted with.
Instead his acquaintance was met with a saucy chain smoking man. His hair could be politely described as a bird's mess, bags puffed out heavily under his eyes. Despite the mess of his initially appearance, Sasuke believe the man to be in mid-20s at-least if the smell was anything to go by. The young medic leaned on his chair watching the puffs of smoke escaped his lit bud, twirling around in a lazy haze. Sasuke wrinkled his nose in disgust at the garbage that littered his desk.
What irked Sasuke about the man is that he barely had the attention from him. He didn't glance his way or even give him the customary awe he received from both Shinobi and civilians alike.
"Hmm, the gaki's here again.'' He spoke in a raspy, lazy drawl. The cigarette smell punctuated with each word he said
"Hn." Giving a slight cough due to the heavy sent of burnt nicotine and other toxic chemicals. Naruto hurriedly pushed himself off him, not before giving the medic a middle finger. The bathroom was slammed shut, leaving the pair of men in silence.
He finally turned and faced Sasuke, his lazy eye giving Sasuke the up and down, almost disapprovingly before he roughly shoved a plastic bag with goods in his hands.
"Give this to the gaki when she gets out, ya hear?" Not even waiting for Sasuke to give an answer leaving him alone and Naruto in the sick bay.
Wait! Did he say she?
"…brings home a boy and not even a polite one…" Sasuke blinked his eyes in shock…what…did- nope he didn't hear anything.
5. Ladies and gents it's a girl.
'Sasuke-teme pass me the pads in the bag?" asked Naruto, whose head peaked out slightly from the bathroom door. Such a question garnered a blush on Sasuke's cheeks.
Pads… as in sanitary napkins.
As in the things girls use for their monthly friend…
He propably didn't hear that right?
The things for a girl's special area…Nope definitely didn't hear that right.
"Yes, yes, yes and yes you heard that right now can I have them?"
His whole face lit redder than a tomato, remembering the sex talk that his entire class had to endure inducing the embarrassment of the entire class. He couldn't look a girl for almost an entire month after that debacle. In retrospect it explained a lot.
"Y-you…'"Uchiha's do not stutter, he reminded himself coughing in his hands gathering his wits, still not looking Naruto in the eyes. "You're a girl?' he asked in bewilderment.
Naruto raised her eyebrow her head fully out from behind the bathroom door, tilting her head in confusion" Um yeah why ya asking?'
"Well umm….. You don't act like one!" he yelled out in a rushed, flustered way. Wildly pointing his index finger at Naruto's head, who again looked at the young Uchiha scion in perplexity?
''And how is a girl supposed to act, eh Teme?'' She asked stepping out of the bathroom, folding in her arms in defiant nature.
"Not like you!" Sasuke screeched, his whole face red due to mortification, as he tried to ignore the scantily clad young girl who only stepped out in her black spots bra with a red Uzumaki swirl emblem on the middle. And her blood stained white polka-dot undies.
"Just give me the bag," she hissed stomping over and snatching the bag from the mortified youth's hand. "Fucking weirdo asshole.''
It was now at even safer to say that this is the worst day in his entire life.
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