The Forgotten Children

Hello all readers! I know what you're thinking right now:

'Wait, you're already writing two other stories! What the heck are you doing!?!'

Well don't worry! I'm still writing 'It's Over' and 'Fang Venom Must Die' but I

got inspired and came up with this! I'm going to make this short and it well be written

in my free time!

Now, the three OOC characters in this story are mine. One of them are being featured

In another story and I well be putting the description up soon.

Now I hope you enjoy! I still own nothing and my spelling still stinks!

Chapter One~ Leaving

Hello. I bet your wondering who we are and why you should care.

Well I'll tell you about us later. As for the other, you were bored and decided that the summery to this story was good and you then clicked on the story title and are now reading.

Who are we? I am Akira (Bright) Uchiha, I am a boy and I have been alive for twelve years. I believe you have heard of my father, Sasuke Uchiha, a lot of people have. But with him being one of the last remaining Uchiha's other then my uncle Itachi, cousin Tobi and ourselves, people tend to notice.

You relies that I have been saying 'We'. The other is my younger sister, born only ten minutes after myself. Her name is Ayako (pretty child) Uchiha. I'll tell you more about her later.

You see, it was just us three for most of our lives. Dad, Ayako and I. Our mother, Amaya Uchiha, a beautiful woman with long black hair and dark purple eyes, died when Ayako and I were two years old. Our father worked at a very large collage, Konoha University, as a professor in history and with our uncle being the owner of the Uchiha business, we were never short on money. Ayako and I went to an academy not far from our home and we were happy with are lives.

Dad loved us more then anything and would always find time to spend with us, either it was a movie or dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. We were a close family and we all loved each other. But there was no mom.

Ayako and I know that our dad loved our mother very much. He never really settled down or got in a serious relationship with other woman and even though he hides it, he has a picture of our mother in his desk at home. That is how we found that Ayako has the face of our mother. Same shape, same face, same hair, same everything. The only things she got from are dad is his dark black eyes and his pale skin, unlike me. I look like a younger version of my father, only my black/blue hair is strait and is short, unlike my fathers whose sticks out in the back and is long.

Our dad often thought that we would want to have a motherly figure in our lives, but really, we were more then happy with the way things were right now. We had good friends like Hiashi Uzumaki and his brother Minato (Naruto and Hinata) and Ino Akimichi (Ino and Choji). We were the smartest in are grade and always got A's. We had a great dad and an uncle that adored us. Our lives were perfect and we were happy and we thought it would never end.

But good things never last forever. With our good thing, it ended when Karin came.

Karin was only about four years younger then our dad. She was a student at Konoha University and was studying art but she took history as an elective which is how they met. Ayako and I first met her when she came to the house to return a loaned book to our dad.

I could see what dad saw in her. She was a very beautiful woman with semi long bright red hair and crimson eyes that were framed with glasses. She was dressed in a silk bright red mini dress that showed her curvy body perfectly and dad seemed to notice this.

I could tell he liked her a lot and that she knew that. What was odd about her is that whenever dad brought up the subject of art to her, despite being at the university to study it, she would cover up a yawn with a handkerchief or with her hand. And when ever dad asked about her work she would change the subject quickly. But other then that Karin was a very sweet and very nice girl. Too nice and too sweet. Ayako agreed with me on that. I could practically see the sugar and sweets on her every word.

It wasn't long before we would always see Karin. The four of us would be going to the movies and restaurants instead of the three of us. It wasn't long before the restaurant changed from our favorite to Karin's favorite and instead of the horror and action movies that the three of us loved it was the romantic mushy gushy movies that Karin wanted to see.

We shouldn't have been too surprised when we came down stairs one morning and saw her standing there already in the cloths she wore yesterday. We were twelve and we knew what it meant when a woman stays the night.

Ayako and I both agreed that she was no good, but she made dad happy.

"Tell me," Dad said to us one night at dinner. Karin wasn't there for once and Ayako and I were glad to have dad to ourselves for tonight. "What do you two think of Karin?" Of course dad had to bring her in.

I shrugged my shoulders and took a large bite of potatoes.

"She's alright." Ayako said to him.

"I haven't really been with anyone like this other then your mother." Dad told us. "I wonder if I should be with someone by now. You two are twelve and it won't be long until you both leave. What would you two say if Karin and I-"

"If you're happy then so are we dad." I told him. He smiled at me and we continued our dinner.

Karin and Dad got married two months later. I was the best man and Ayako was the maid of honor. I had to give a speech; I told everyone what they wanted to hear.

"We are all so happy to have Karin become a part of our family and I know that we will all be happy together." I had told them.

In reality, Ayako and I wanted to run up to dad and scream at him, yell at him for taking away all the movie nights and all the dinners at our restaurant, accuse him of making our once happy lives awful, tell him that Ayako and I hate Karin, that we wish she had never came around.

Karin and dad honeymooned in Hawaii. Ayako and I knew for a fact that dad had wanted to simply go to a fancy hotel and rent a suit and another room for Ayako and me, but again, Karin got her way.

The marriage was good for about three months, and then things started to fall apart fast.

Karin dropped out of collage, saying that it bored her and that she would rather stay home to take care of Ayako and me. At the time it sounded nice and sweet, she might have even meant it at the time, but the house kept getting messier and messier. Soon Karin stopped cooking dinner for us too and most meals were take-out or frozen pizza. Soon it was us that did all the chores around the house without dad knowing, Ayako would do the cooking and clean the first floor, I would do the laundry and keep the second floor clean.

All the disagreements and small arguments that every couple had would always end with Karin in tears, Karin breaking something, Karin slamming doors, and Karin screaming. Normally Ayako and I would sneak into her room and sit together to wait the fight out.

Then Karin asked dad if I could move out of my bedroom so she could have a place to paint. Dad, not wanting to cause another fight, asked me if it was alright. I could tell that he didn't want to and I said yes. Ayako hated it when they fought, for the last three arguments she started to cry, and I didn't want her to cry again. We're all we have now. That's how I ended up losing my room and moving into the small attic bedroom.

By the time we were thirteen dad was unhappy. Karin had him change his clothes style, saying that his old cloths made him look old. Instead of the classic music that dad use to play, Karin had rap and hip hop blaring all the time, saying that all the slow music put her to sleep. Dad started to get gray hairs and he hardly ever smiled. He was only thirty-one! (He was 18 when they were born) He shouldn't be like this!

Karin still did nothing around the house and if you ever needed to find her, walk into the living room, ignore the blaring T.V, look to the left, you'll see her lying on the couch with a magazine. She was always there. If she wasn't then she was out having thousand dollar shopping sprees with Dads money.

Ayako and I wondered why she was still even here. Dad should have divorced her a long time ago! The marriage wasn't working out, why has he not ended it already?

I almost asked him this once but I managed to stop it before it fell out of my mouth.

Not long after, Ayako got sick of Karin's laziness. Dad and I were in the room and I was glad we were. In her own words: 'Get you're fat ass off my fathers couch and actually do something! You're making a butt print in the couch and looking through those magazines isn't going to make you look any younger grandma! You really need to get a-'It was at this time that Karin's manicured hand met Ayako's face.

I snapped. I jumped off the chair I had been sitting in, dropping my book, and all but ripped Karin's head off, though I did tear some of her hair out. I screamed at her that if she ever touched my sister again she would be dead before she saw what hit her. I would have done a lot more damage if Ayako and Dad hadn't dragged me off her.

That night I sneaked into Ayako's room and hugged her as there fight started. It was there worse yet and we learned why dad hadn't divorced her yet.

"See! I told you they hated me! That little animal that you call a son nearly killed me!" Karin yelled to dad. I heard Ayako give a soft sob, she hated it when Karin brought me or her into the fights.

"Karin, this isn't working out." Dad told her.

"You want me to go? You want to leave me? Is that it?! You want a divorce!?" Karin screamed.

"I think it would be better if we-"

"Oh no Sasuke, if you want to divorce me, it's going to cost you! I want the house and half the money along with the cars! And that's just the start! I'll tell the social workers that you left Ayako and Akira on there own after school before I came and I'll tell them that Ayako got that slap mark on her face from you! They'll take them away from you and you'll never see them again!" Karin screamed. I felt Ayako sob again.

"Karin! You wouldn't dare to-"

"I'll tell the university how cruel you are to me! I'll tell them that you gave me all these bruises! You'll lose you're job, you're house, you're money, and you're kids! I'll get it all! I'll have you're kids and you'll never see them again! I'll take you're children! I'll have everything!" Ayako was crying uncontrollably now and I held her with shaking arms.

"Karin, there's no need to do this." Dad told her. It stayed quiet after that. Karin had dad wrapped around her finger and she knew it.

Dad gave her everything she wanted after that.

It was about a month later that dad and I took a walk together, something we haven't done in a long time, and I finally asked him why he hadn't divorced Karin already.

"She has a chance to take you and Ayako way from me. I'm not risking it. Money isn't a problem and I can always get us a new house and get a new job. You and Ayako are the only things stopping me from divorcing Karin." Dad told me. I looked down feeling guilty.

We were the reason dad had to put up with her. It's because of us that Karin is still there.

Later when we got home we found Karin reading a magazine and eating chocolate like always. I went to Ayako's room to see her crying on her bed with bruises on her skin. Karin had done this to her. Karin had hit her. Karin well be dead by the end of the night.

Ayako managed to stop me from killing Karin, but she couldn't stop me as I went around her room, packing some of her things in her travel backpack.

"What are you doing Akira?" she asked me with a worried expression on her face.

"We're leaving Ayako." was all I said to her. I knew she understood.

"I'll be right back after I pack my things." I told her. It wasn't long before I had got some of dad's money and Ayako and I were sneaking out of the house at midnight.

We got out of Konoha that night and slept in the woods.

Maybe now dad can divorce Karin and be happy. Maybe we might come back after some time.

Maybe.

Do you like it? Hate it? Love it?

Tell me!

In the end of this story it well be a SasukeXSakura ok?

I really hate the couple but it works for this story.

Byz~