Woo-hoo! New story time! This is actually really interesting to me. It's a really long chapter, but the chappies probably will only be about half as long as this, maybe a little less or more. Hope you guys enjoy, and please review! I'm not sure what the pairing/pairings is gonna be because Naruto seems to have developed quick relationshipd with Itachi, Sasuke, Shikamaru, and Kiba. He's gonna be such a manslut. Haha, kidding. Our little Naru-kun is nothing like that. He's loyal and devoted. Anwyays, review! Love you guys – WTR.

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"Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tradgedy for the poor."

[Sholom Aleichem]

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The sound of bells engulfed my house. It sounded alot like the door bell, but then again I was hardly ever visited anymore, so the thought quickly escaped my mind. I gently set my cup of instant ramen on the scratched wooden desk in my room. I swooped down onto my bed and lay on my side, listening to the light drizzle outside. As I reached over to my bed side table to retrieve the TV remote, I remembered I had left it on the kitchen table during breakfast, and spilled milk on it to add to that. Why the hell did I bring it downstairs? I sighed and slowly sat up on my bed. When I was about to stand up, I heard a knock. A knock on the door. It wasn't very loud, just a light knock, and now I was certain there was someone standing outside, waiting for me to charm them. I ran down the stairs, almost tripping on my feet, eager to see whoever was at the door. I took a deep breath, plastered on my best smile, ruffled my hair for a bad-boy look, and slowly opened the door. My breath stopped.

At the door, there was a man, who looked about my age, 18, standing with his hands tucked into his coat. A scowl was clear on his face. Beyond the unpleasant facial expression, the man was good-looking... very good-looking. Hot son of a bitch, if I must say so myself. He was pale and dark hair framed his face. His eyes were equally dark and showed little to no emotion. It turns out the only emotion he showed was extreme dislike.

Color flooded into my face, and the man seemed to not notice. If he did, he didn't comment on it.

"Hi! I'm Naruto Uzuma... wait. Why am I introducing myself?" I said. The man's smirk only darkened my blush.

"Sasuke Uchiha. I was sent here to get you."

I gaped at the man, or should I say Sasuke. The shock passed after a couple of minutes, and I finished my previous introduction, "Uzumaki."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "I know that."

"Remind me again why I'm being picked up in the first place?" I asked. He reached into the left pocket of his leather jacket and retrieved a police ID.

"Remember that job application you sent to the Uchiha Police Force last month? You're now employed. Get your stuff; we have to be there by two." Sasuke said darkly. He turned to walk back to his car, but I reached out for his shoulder.

"Wait, wait! Why didn't they tell me I was employed? And what do you mean, get my stuff? Where are we going?" I asked, panic rising inside of me. I tried not to react when he shook my hand off.

"We try not to reveal too much about our policemen. You're coming to live with us." I could feel his exasperation, so I ran up the stairs, leaving the door wide open and an emotionally inept Uchiha standing in the doorway.

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We were now in a sleek black 2007 Ferrari F430. My orange luggage was stacked on my lap and underneath my feet. The bastard couldn't have driven a car that had proper storage. Thank the Lord I didn't own much.

"Sasuke, how much longer?" I asked. I was leaning against the car door, struggling to fall asleep.

"Not long. Now stop asking." He stated. I pouted and turned to look out the window. The forest had quickly turned to cozy neighbourhoods, and I could see buildings looming up ahead.

"Why... why do you live so far into the forest?" I could hear the curiosity in his voice, so I politely gave him an answer. "It's far away from large bodies of water." His eyes bore into the back of my head, but I chose to ignore it. The gentle roar of the car was putting me to sleep, anyways.

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Someone was poking me. Poking me in an aggressive way that was likely to leave bruises.

"What the hell do you want?" I shouted, keeping my eyes shut and curling into myself. Wait. I could move! Who'd taken the suitcases off of me?

"I want you to wake up, dobe!" Sasuke yelled back. "I'm awake. Now what do you want?" I mumbled back.

"Just get off your ass and follow me." He said. I groaned and opened my eyes, blinking rapidly into the bright light.

"Where are we going?" I asked. I stepped out of the car, and enjoyed Sasuke's flinch as I shut the car door a little too hard for his liking.

"I said to follow me." He said shortly. I found it amusing that he even bothered to answer my frequent questions. "And I said where are we going!"

"To see your boss." He replied. We entered a building that was painted white and red, a sign of the Uchiha clan. He led me down a long hallway that echoed every noise made.

I tilted my head in confusion. "Is he not your boss?"

"I'd rather not call him my boss, but yes, he is." The loud screech that came from my brightly coloured suitcase droned out the last of his sentence.

"Why not?" I asked. We were approaching a door that practically screamed "Bastard inside!"

"He's an arrogant asshole, what do you think?" Sasuke said. He raised a fist to the door and rapped his knuckles against the dark wood.

"It must run in the family then." I winked at him as footsteps were heard on the other side of the door.

"Hn. Dobe." He turned away, but not before I saw a small smile on his face.

"Ah, you must be Naruto. Hello, little brother. Did you verbally abuse Naruto like you do to every other employee?" I looked at the man in front of me. He had sleek black hair that was tied into a loose ponytail, and charcoal eyes. He had two scars leading from the beginning of the bridge of his nose to about halfway on his cheekbone. He wore a suit, as would be expected of a boss, but had the sleeves rolled up, revealing pasty skin. To sum it all up, he was almost as hot as Sasuke.

"Yes. It's nice to meet you... sir?" I questioned, tilting my head slightly. Sasuke remained silent behind me, but I could practically feel the intensity of his glare on his older brother.

"The pleasure is mine. You can call me Itachi, henchman." Itachi said, the lightest hints of amusement in his voice. His face remained emotionless.

"Will I be helping with the 'dirty' work? Getting rid of bodies and such?" I teased. Itachi smirked slightly before beckoning me inside of his office. There were dark hardwood floors, and the walls were painted a dark grey. It was almost depressing. If I ever get on his good side, I'll splatter death with vibrant colours in here.

"No, none of that. You're too innocent to do such foul things." Itachi managed to play along. I gave him my brightest smile before settling down in a leather chair in front of Itachi's desk. "I wouldn't have expected such a reaction from you, Itachi. Anyways, moving on to serious business..."

"Yes. Welcome to the Uchiha Police Force, young one. You'll be surveyed for the first two weeks on the job... and if you show enough talent, we'll keep you. If you don't, you're worthless." Itachi said as he sat down in his own chair. He immediately reached for a stack of papers on his left and pawed through them.

"Ouch." I grinned.

"Ouch indeed. Continuing on, you'll be staying in the 'Hajime' dorm. I noticed in your resume that you don't know any Japanese?" Itachi looked up from the page he was inspecting and gazed dangerously at me.

"I know a couple words, enough to get me by. I was born in America, so I don't know Japanese for obvious reasons. Despite the fact I'm of Japanese Heritage..."

"So I suppose you wouldn't know exactly what 'Hajime' is and wouldn't be able to differentiate the Kanji characters?" Itachi asked. His voice was getting more monotone by the second, and it was irking me.

"Nope."

"That's something to be proud of, Naruto. 'Hajime' means 'Beginning'. I'd like it very much if you tried working on your Japanese during your stay here. Perhaps if I got one of the Japanese men to be your guide..." The eldest Uchiha trailed off, still examining me intensely.

"Thank you, Itachi. I take great pride in my inability to learn languages. I'll try my best to learn, though." I nodded my head to reassure him. He dismissed my gesture and turned back to his papers.

"I expect you to do so. I'll call in Shikamaru to take you to your dorm. He's another new policeman, but he arrived about a week ago. He should have a hang of things by now. I'll ask him to take you to the weapon supplies vault so you can retrieve your personalized gun... he's currently the only one who can open the vault, other than me of course. He's a genius, and that's saying too little. Now, take this. Make sure you don't lose it. The consequences will be severe if you do." Itachi leaned over to his right and opened a drawer. He shuffled around for a couple seconds before throwing a Police ID Badge on the desk. I took it into my hands, brushing my fingertips over the soft leather before sticking it in my front pocket. Itachi sent a quick glance my way before pressing a red button sitting atop a small white box.

"Yes, Mr. Uchiha?" A feminine voice asked. I looked around quickly for the speaker before realizing the white box was the speaker. The holes were simply too small to see. I then noticed that the feminine voice was laced with flirtatious intent. I smiled slightly at Itachi.

"Please ask Mr. Nara to meet me in my office. He's to escort a new employee. Thank you, Mrs. Haruno."

"Of course." I had to restrain myself from laughing at the disappointed tone. Itachi glared at me, but I was practically immune. I'd been glared at my whole life. By strangers, as a matter of fact, which hurt even more. They hadn't even gotten to know me before judging me.

"You can glare all you want, Itachi. I'm immune to glares." I said. I felt my eyes start to water from my outburst.

"How exactly did you become immune, if you don't mind my asking?" I immediately tensed, and Itachi seemed to realize my discomfort because he quickly apologized.

"I-I'm sorry, Itachi. I'm just not... r-ready to share that quite yet." I whispered, frowning at a vase that housed a bouquet of roses.

"Don't apologize. I was wrong to have pried into your business." Itachi stated. His features seemed to have softened a bit. Before I could reply, though, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in, Shikamaru." Itachi said, regaining his composure, and acting all badass again. The door opened to reveal a tall brunette. He was hunching slightly at the door, his hands in his pockets, and his hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. He was wearing a pair of black sweats and a white T-shirt, and appeared to be off duty. His gaze slowly shifted to me, and I wasn't surprised to find a pair of bored looking brown eyes.

"Hello, Itachi. What calls me into your office today?" Shikamaru asked dully. Everything about him seemed dull. He just seemed bored, bored of life in general. I'll have to make sure he finds something to enjoy in life.

"I want you to escort Mr. Uzumaki here to the weapons vault, and then back to your dorm. Give him a tour and help him with his suitcases, won't you?" Itachi said. Shikamaru gave a sigh before muttering, "Troublesome," And gesturing for me to follow him. I stuck my tongue out at Itachi before following closely behind and shutting the door.

"Hi. I'm Naruto." I said, grinning and outstretching my hand. Shikamaru stared at my hand, before oddly placing his in mine. After two quick pumps, we let go. He took the biggest two suitcases, leaving me to carry my laptop and my duffle bag.

"I'm not weak, you know." I muttered, following him down the same hallway Sasuke had led me through. "You look a little small." He replied. I just rolled my eyes at him.

"That doesn't necessarily make me weak. I could be like The Hulk, just in small form." I retorted. He stopped walking so I could catch up to him before starting again. "I didn't call you weak. I was just making an observation." He narrowed his eyes at me before a smile broke out on his face. I found myself smiling back at him.

"Oh, sorry for that, then." I apologized.

"Don't worry about it." He said with a shake of his head. We now stood in front of a large vault door. There was a control pad on the left. He set my suitcases down on the ground beside me before walking over to the control pad. It looked like you had to use Morse code to enter the password. He quickly entered the password, and I watched in awe as the vault door slowly started to shift. When I finally had a clear view of the inside, my mouth opened even further, if that was even possible. The walls were lined with guns of different types. Ranging from pistols and revolvers to assault rifles and shotguns. There were several glass containers that held switchblades of all kinds. Nun-chucks, brass knuckles, police batons, any type of weapon you could imagine were stored in this vault. Shikamaru told me to stay outside as he went inside to get my pistol. Most police men usually get a Glock 22, but seeing as this was Uchiha Police Forces, I wasn't too surprised when I was handed an HK 45. I grinned down at the precious firearm I held in my hands.

"Let's go, Naruto. Quit gawking at it." Shikamaru said, snapping me out of my trance. In the time I had been zoned out, Shikamaru had closed and locked the vault door, and hauled my two suitcases into his arms. "Sorry. Where are we going now?" I asked, falling in to step beside him. I stretched my shoulder slightly to keep it from cramping underneath the weight of the straps.

"We're going to our dorm, dropping off your stuff, then leaving for dinner." The lazy man answered. We turned left and walked down another hallway. At the end of this hallway, though, was a large red door. It had a couple Kanji characters written on it, most likely meaning, "Hajime." Shikmaru set the bags down once again before knocking twice on the door. I could hear a group of guys shouting from the inside. They probably hadn't heard us.

"Shikamaru, did you forget your key?" I asked, smirking at the man beside me. He turned to look at me. Guilty as charged.

"Here, just a second." I fished a pin out of my pocket. I always kept one in my pocket for situations like this. Steadily shoving the pin into the lock, I fidgeted around for a while until I heard the lock click. Finally, I pushed against the door, only to fall flat on my face as the bastard opened it himself.

"The hell, bastard?" I shouted, rubbing my nose. I felt a cold liquid drip down my nose and onto my chin. "See what you did?" I muttered. I only then realized that there was a group of intimidating looking men standing there watching me. "Hi. I'm Naruto Uzumaki, pleased to meet you all." I said, grinning. I got up, only to push past Sasuke and head to the open door. I lifted each suit case one by one, and set them by a bunk with my name on it. My other hand still pressed against my bleeding nose. "Can you at least get me a Kleenex?" I whimpered. My head was starting to throb a bit. At that small request, all eight men in the room, including Sasuke but not including a redhead ran out to get me said Kleenex. When the first one returned, a brunette, I said a quick thank you before wiping up the bloody mess that was my hand and the bottom half of my face. I turned to the brunette again, and asked, "Could you take me to the bathroom please?"

"Sure. So you're the new guy, huh? I'm Kiba Inuzuka." Kiba said as he led me out of the room and into a door on the right. The bathroom was long and bright. It looked exactly like a public bathroom might, just a bit more decorative. The floors were black tile, but were heated. The walls were a poppy red, and were adorned with paintings and pictures. There were 10 sinks in total, and at each sink were everyone's personal toiletries. The countertops were dark granite and the wood was just as dark. Large mirrors were placed right above the sinks. There were 10 bathroom stalls and 10 shower stalls. They were all name tagged. I saw mine at the end of each row, next to a "Rock Lee."

I went over to my sink, and quickly splashed water on my face, washing away the dried blood. I took a white towel with the initials "N.U." on it and used it to dry my face. I then folded it and tossed it into the cabinet below my sink. Kiba watched me the whole time, amused at the whole procedure. I'd had to deal with nose bleeds before.

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After I'd finished in the bathroom, Kiba led me to the dining hall. The dining hall was at least 4 times bigger than the bathroom. Rows and rows of tables were set up, and already several police officers were there, digging in to the dinner of spaghetti and meatballs. I followed Kiba to a concession booth where we gave the specifics of our spaghetti. I asked for a lot of cheese, sauce, but not many meatballs. They reprimanded me as I needed protein, but I just laughed it off. When we finally had our steaming plates and refreshing drinks, we went and sat down at a table in one of the corners. The men from my dorm were sitting there, making jokes and generally having a good time. I sat down in between Kiba and Shikamaru. The lazy man muttered a soft hello before turning back to his conversation with a chubby man. I watched everyone around me, trying to remember every detail, every expression of their faces. These are going to be my friends. They're going to help me through the bad and join me through the good times. I smiled to myself as I chewed thoughtfully.

"What are you smiling to yourself about, weirdo?" I heard Kiba say beside me. I hesitated before answering, "This is my life now. These are the people who will be my friends, no matter what. I'll always cherish them." Kiba wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and playfully nuzzled his face into my hair. Everyone at our table froze, watching the interaction between me and Kiba. I heard a muffled growl come from some direction to my right, but I was too embarrassed to even look up. I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks, as everyone sent suspicious glances our way.

"U-uh... I-it I-isn't what it l-looks like?" I said with a questioning tone. There were chuckles now. The tension was eased, but I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me. Ignoring it for the time being, I went back to being the foolish little monster I am.

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We were now getting ready in the bathroom for the night. I walked towards the bathroom with Lee, the man who had the sink beside mine. We were chit chatting about the "Power of Youth," As he liked to call it, or as I liked to call it, "Drugs." Shikamaru would insert comments here and there, but otherwise, Lee and I were all alone. I waited for Lee to finish in the bathroom, and then stood in front of my sink, staring at my reflection. I had bags under my eyes, nose still looked a little swollen, my lips were chapped, my hair was clean but messy, and I looked pale. Overall, I looked like shit. I finally took out my toothbrush and toothpaste, but I kept standing there, watching Shikamaru in the mirror. "Are you going to hurry up?" He said after a while, watching me squirt toothpaste on my toothbrush.

"Aww, waiting for me?" I asked, positioning the toothbrush in my mouth. I have a very precise way of brushing my teeth. I started brushing quickly, watching Shikamaru closely. I saw his expression change to surprise before he recomposed himself. "No... I simply like being alone in the bathroom when I brush my teeth."

"You're lying." I said bluntly. He finally grinned, shaking his head in mock disappointment. "Fine, I guess I am waiting. It is kind of troublesome though." My hand froze, the paste stinging my mouth. He just said he actually was waiting. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest. "Thanks, I guess." I shook my head, and started brushing again.

"Here comes the so called 'Bastard'. I guess I can leave now." He said, nodding. I winked at him as he left the room... a couple seconds later though, Sasuke came in.

"Why are you here?" I asked, frowning at him. I realized my mistake a couple seconds later when he said, "Do you always act stupid? Or is it just around me?"

"Sorry. I have a lot on my mind, I guess." He looked shocked that I hadn't insulted him back. To tell you the truth, I really didn't feel like arguing with Sasuke at the moment anyways. I leaned over and spit the remaining toothpaste in my mouth into the sink, holding my hair back with one hand and my toothbrush in the other.

"Okay..." He was still staring stupidly as he spoke those words. Stare much?

"Sorry, once again. It's obvious what you do in bathrooms, isn't it?" I lifted the faucet handle with my forehead and placed my toothbrush underneath the cool water. I washed it off, and put it away in the cabinet. I reached for my towel at the same time.

"I would think so." He said, raising his eyebrows. I smiled at him as I lathered soap onto my hands. "Just a second." I whispered more to myself than him. I gently rubbed the soap onto my face, waited a couple seconds, and then leaned forward, splashing my face with a handful of water. I kept doing so until the soap suds were finally gone. I filled a cup with water and poured it into my mouth, swishing it around to get all traces of toothpaste out. Leaning over once again, I spit the foamy water from my mouth and wiped my face with a towel. Placing the towel out to dry on the towel rack, I made my way towards the youngest Uchiha. Rubbing my eyes tiredly, I stuck my tongue out at Sasuke.

"Good night, teme. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Good night, dobe."

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Hope you guys enjoyed, and please review! I'm not sure what the pairing/pairings is gonna be because Naruto seems to have developed quick relationships with Itachi, Sasuke, Shikamaru, and Kiba. He's gonna be such a manslut. Haha, kidding. Our little Naru-kun is nothing like that. He's loyal and devoted. So tell me what pairing you guys like, and I'll think about it, aight? It can be any character really, I haven't introduced even half of the characters yet. I'll get more into depth with the other guys in the dorm and the slutty secretary Sakura, as well as Ino-pig and Hinata next chapter. Get ready for some POOOHHHLLEECCEEE work. That's not 'poo' by the way. It's supposed to be 'poh' as in 'po' in 'port' and then 'leece' as in 'lease':D -WTR