Okay guys. Here we go with this new story!! It's been in my head for a while!

This fanfic is ItaKyuu!! If you don't like the couple then don't read it.

BUAHAHAA!! Okay here we go with explanations.

In the original Story Living with the Uchiha's you might remember Kyuubi as a small female fox. Just don't ask questions, all questions will be answered in future chapters.

I won't be going into Itachi's middle school years because that's no fun. There's no romance. =(

This is a prequel to the Living with the Uchiha's. It is about Itachi as a sophomore and onward. So sort of like a prequel through the original as well. If that makes any sense. I really hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Akatsuki. I do however own the plot to this story! No touchy!! lol

Living with the Uchiha's: Akatsuki Chapters
Chapter 1:
Love is blind

-Shakespeare's "The Merchant of Venice"

Itachi's chauffer pulled up about a block away from the high school, Itachi requested it personally because he didn't want to catch a crowd on his first day, especially before the entrance ceremony. Itachi was a rich kid, one that was raised in wealth and would most likely die in it. He never knew what it was like to grow up in poverty or with troubles because he had never really experienced them. His family owned a business on the outside known as the Uchiha corp. and his mother was a world renowned fashion designer. But that was just a ploy, the real reason for his family's wealth was because they were perhaps the largest syndicate of yakuza in the entire nation. It scared others to be around them, not because of the yakuza fact, but because of the power and wealth they held.

Itachi was a young boy, about 15 when he was entering in as a sophomore, with dark brown hair and black-red eyes. He was usually found with a cold, reserved stare towards anyone who would look in his general direction or attempt to talk to him. He had a certain group of friends, they were all members of his syndicate and were like bodyguards almost, not that he needed any. Itachi could easily fend for himself.

"Would you like me to tell your parents to meet you at the ceremony Itachi-sama?" The driver asked in his polite tone. Itachi nodded back with an uncaring look. "Yeah, just tell them to make sure they're not late. It'd be a bother to listen to them come in."

"Very good sir." With that the driver took off leaving Itachi to walk the rest of the way to school.

It felt nice to get out and to feel the cement under his feet as he began walking. There was just something about walking to school that calmed Itachi inside. He smiled to himself as he saw the gates to the school approaching, he just needed to get through the entrance ceremony and then he'd be attending High School.

After last year in middle school when he was taking high school entrance exams he was surprised to see all of his closest friends taking the same exam for the same school, and making it there with him. Nothing kept them apart. But then again, they were part of the same syndicate, so nothing COULD keep them apart. Money was man's best friend in that world.

They were part of the same gang, Akatsuki; (A small division off of their syndicate) the dawn of their twisted form of justice, their goal of becoming the badest of the bad. The gang was started by his own uncle to challenge any gang in the country to fight them. Their goal was to be greater than any other Yakuza in the nation.

As he walked through the gates to the school he saw the huge school, Konoha High. It wasn't your typical school of course. It was a school for rich kids. It was larger, about half the size of a college campus, that it held so many things. A HUGE track field, two multi-complex pools, five two story buildings, and much more. Another crazy thing about this school was that it took on a more western style of public schooling in the sense that nobody wore uniforms. It was all casual dress; you could wear anything that would fit in with dress codes. (But with a little money you could pretty much pull off whatever you wanted)

Itachi walked into the front most building and saw the many students staring at him, most were whispering and some girls were giggling as he looked their way. Itachi moved forward to a bulletin board that would show him where to go. The auditorium was in a part of the school called Iwagakure, or the earth part, it said that part of the school was where art classes were held.

Feeling a tap on his shoulder Itachi turned to glare at whomever it was that tapped him, his dark red eyes piercing the very soul of the person. That was, if the person even had a soul. Standing behind him was his uncle, Madara, and his son Tobi. Both smiled at him, Tobi showing of his pearly whites and Madara smirking.

"Welcome to Konoha High, Itachi." Madara said in his elegant voice, he was wearing a black suit that looked too expensive to've just been bought at a convenience store. Well he was an Uchiha after all.

Madara looked at the map, "Are you lost Itachi?"

Itachi glared and looked at the map, "I'll figure it out." He said stubbornly, not wanting to talk to the man that he sold his life to. He had already been to the middle school just a mile away from this campus and it took him a week to memorize where everything was.

Madara chuckled a bit, "It's a rather large school, let's go to the office, there should be someone there that can help you around today." Itachi knew that Madara wasn't going to give up that easily so he just nodded in acceptance and followed him to the office.

A woman with short black hair sat at the receptionist's desk, seeming to be overworked and freaking out over it. "Konoha High, please hold. Konoha High, please hold. Konoha High, no, the principal is at the ceremony right now may I leave a message?" Itachi felt somewhat sorry for the poor girl, her life was sent over the edge when she saw Madara enter the room.

"Ahh!" She yelled getting up from her seat and bowing, nearly hitting her head on the counter, "Superintendant Uchiha, what honor do we have to see you today?"Madara waved his hand, "It's alright Shizune I'm here for my nephew's entrance ceremony. So I assume that Jiraiya isn't in right now?"

Shizune nodded feebly, "I'm afraid not; he headed down to the ceremony room a little while ago. Orochimaru-san is still here however, would that be okay?"

Madara thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, he probably has other things to worry about. I'll take him there myself. Would you make sure that student government is ready to go right afterwards though? Make sure that Kakashi isn't late this time okay?"

Shizune nodded and bowed once again, this time successfully hitting her head on the desk, "Owww… Yes sir…"

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The entrance ceremony was boring, just like Itachi thought, it was nothing more than saying "Thanks for coming, and congrats on making it into our school." Itachi teetered around in his chair like a delinquent, only stopping when the principal, Jiraiya, told everyone to go out to look at the class rosters to see where they'd be for that year. Itachi moved out of his seat and walked to the hall.

"I-ta-chi-kunnn!!" In a flash he was tackled down by a blob of blonde fur. As he regained control of the glomp he turned to see the only person who dared do that to him. "Deidara, you should really be more careful when you go to tackle someone. You'll break their back someday. Infact…" Popping his back with a wince he continued, "I think you broke mine."

The blond haired boy just showed off his pearly whites and moved back from Itachi, "Oh you know you love it. Besides we're high school students now! Danna is so happy for me!"

Itachi turned to the boy mentioned, Sasori, was standing behind the blond with a glare on his face. His silver eyes turning dark grey at the sight of Deidara tackling Itachi so lovingly. Itachi smiled and held up his hands, "No worries Sasori, I'm not after him. He's all yours."

Sasori didn't answer but just took Deidara's arm and pulled him back into his chest. Deidara smiled and began teetering around because he was held in place by Sasori. "Let's see if we're in the same class! I hope we are, and then we can cause mischief together!"

Itachi nodded and continued his quest to the back of the auditorium.

As he got out he made his way to the wall where the rosters were being held.

Your name was placed into a homeroom with accordance to your test results on the entrance exams. Itachi's was in the highest ranking classes because of his phenomenal test score. They didn't call him a prodigy for just any reason.

Itachi took a look at the map pointing him to the direction where he would go to his homeroom. Another funny thing about this school, making it seem more western rather than eastern, was that it didn't matter what class you were in, you could still be in a class with upperclassmen unless it was specialized for only sophomores and so on.

He was a little confused, however, by the layout of the school. He wasn't even sure if he could get around to where it was. It was just so big and different from his middle school, where it was all eastern style schooling. This school was made for people who were planning on studying abroad or to go to high curriculum schools.

It was all just so confusing.

Feeling a tap on his shoulder he turned to see a beautiful girl smiling at him, she was holding a bunch of books in her arms and smiling at Itachi happily. Itachi was about to glare at the girl and tell her to buzz off and that he wasn't interested in her, but the girl smiled even more and spoke.

"Do you need help getting to your class? You look a little confused, I can get you there if you want." The girl's voice was unusually low but it wasn't too low. It was only until he checked the girl's chest that he noticed it was flat and not curved.

Itachi raised an eyebrow; this girl's bosom was not yet developed? He knew it wasn't uncommon but usually the girls that he knew would flirt with him while tucking down their shirts a bit to expose their cleavage. The girl seemed to go into shock at Itachi staring at her chest. She dug around in her bag, probably wanting to write down her phone number or something, and took out a student handbook with all the girl's information.

Itachi stared at it,it read.

Namikaze Kyuubi
Grade: 12
Sex: Male

… Wait a minute… Itachi thought, Male?!! AND a senior?!! Itachi stared at the boy to get a better look. He was shorter than Itachi was, about 5' 5" if Itachi was correct in his calculations. He was lankier than he was muscular; he obviously was a runner because his pants showed off his calves that had been worked to perfection, while his arms were curved slightly with the muscular build. His bright red eyes were narrowed slightly giving off an arrogant, intelligent and very cocky look that also held kindness. His hair, the thing that threw Itachi off in the first place, was probably grown down to his butt. It was held in a braid that was flipped over his shoulder, tying off near the end giving a slight curl from the tightness of the string.

The arms that held the books however were covered by a black blazer, one that was covered in red and black clouds, Akatsuki… But why haven't I seen him before? Kyuubi smiled at him again and looked at the class roster.

"I saw you looking on this roster, so are you in Kakashi-sensei's class?" Itachi nodded weakly, not knowing what to say to the beautiful boy. Kyuubi smiled happily. "Awesome! I'm in there too. We can walk there together if you'd like."

Itachi stared at Kyuubi and nodded with a smile. "Thank you very much Namikaze-senpai."

"Please it's just Kyuubi-senpai." He said with a smile.

Kyuubi looked at his binder that had his class schedules, or so Itachi thought, and began walking. Itachi followed behind and began to stare at the blazer Kyuubi was wearing. He knew that symbol was for Akatsuki… just if he was a member why hadn't he ever seen him before. Itachi looked for clues and finally found what he was looking for. A big patch was on the back, it had the crest of the school and right through the middle there was another patch running across that read Student Government. So he was a member of student government. That made perfect sense now.

Madara was in fact the superintendant of the school and had control over a lot of things. It was no wonder that they were Akatsuki like designs.

Kyuubi turned back and smiled, "Don't worry about how big it is here. You'll get used to it sooner or later."

Itachi shook his head, "It's not that. I'm sorry if I'm being a burden to you at all." Kyuubi shrugged and walked some more.

As they finally made it to the classroom, Kyuubi was reaching to open the door before a familiar voice tweaked both of their ears, "ITACHI!!! Congrats on making Kakashi's class!" Kyuubi and Itachi both looked back with horrified looks on their faces as they saw Madara running towards them.

"Oh Itachi, it seems you've met Kyuubi-chan! He's a cute one isn't he, almost reminds you of a girl!" Kyuubi growled at the older man as Itachi looked back and forth between them.

Itachi nodded after a minute of watching exchanged looks, "Uh--Yes, he was just helping me to class. It seems that we have the same homeroom together." Madara smirked evilly at Kyuubi and the boy stepped back a few steps with a look of fear and shock on his face.

"Oh really? It makes sense considering you're both geniuses." Madara walked a few steps before standing in front of Kyuubi who was terrified out of his mind. He kissed Kyuubi on the forehead and said out loud, "Take care of my nephew okay, Kyuubi-chan? Call me sometime, you never seem to anymore. You really should join the Uchiha syndicate Kyuubi-chan; it would do you a world of good with your family's situation."

Kyuubi's eyes became wider and then he glared again, wiping his forehead in disgust as Madara walked away. Kyuubi glared darkly in the direction of the man, this time scaring Itachi. In the few moments he knew Kyuubi he had never seen a look of pure evil on his face. Smirking with an equally dark smirk he called out sexily, "Oh Madara-kun?"

Madara was back at Kyuubi's side in an instant, "Yes my pet?" He said suavely.

Kyuubi curled his finger lovingly toward other who willingly moved in, Kyuubi wrapped his arms around Madara's neck and moved in whispering loud enough for Itachi to hear, "How many times have I told you…" taking this moment of distraction to his advantage he judo-flipped Madara and held his arm behind his back making the other wince in pain at the student nearly breaking his arm. "Don't EVER call me Kyuubi-chan or kiss me!! Putting more emphasis on it he also spoke another rule, "And don't you EVER call me your pet!! I don't belong to anyone and I never will! I'll never join the Yakuza, not in a million years!""

Letting Madara get up Kyuubi walked into the classroom now ignoring Itachi.

Feisty, hates Madara, and is smart. I…Holding onto his chest, Think I'm either having a heart attack or I'm in love.

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At lunch Itachi seemed to sulk, his only chance at becoming friends with the inhumanly beautiful boy was ruined by his dumbass uncle. He wished he'd killed him then and there.

Deidara looked at Itachi and thought out loud, "Wonder what's wrong with him." Itachi stared at him and then looked around the lunchroom for his new 'sweetheart' and couldn't find him.

"There's a senior boy in my homeroom that I think hates me. He's on the student government and is very beautiful." Deidara seemed to spike up at the sound of a really hot senior boy. Sasori on the other hand was less than thrilled.

"So why don't you talk to him about it. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding." Itachi shook his head at Sasori's comment, "Thanks, but I don't think it has anything to do with ME in particular. Just with whom I'm related to. But I want him to see that I like him."

Deidara, master of love, stood up proudly and said, "Just go and tell him that you love him and make it clear! If he's beautiful and was smiling at you like that then he must be interested."

Itachi shook his head, "He's different than what you say Deidara. He was probably just being nice because he didn't know that I was an Uchiha. But what I don't understand is if he has a problem against me being Madara's nephew or just being an Uchiha in general."

Deidara smiled, "Well if you're interested I see no reason why you shouldn't let him know."

Itachi thought about it for a bit and nodded. "I think you're right."

Deidara took Itachi's arm and began jumping up and down, "Well then come on! Let's go find him already! Love awaits!"

"Ah! Deidara, wait!" Itachi was pulled out of his chair and out of the lunchroom in an instant, being dragged around the school in an attempt to find the senior boy.

As they walked past a hallway, Itachi's eyes fluttered down the hall where the boy was talking with an older man and giggling while he was at it.

Itachi said, "There…"

They stopped and moved to the other end of the hallway peering around the corner at the two walking down the hall.

Kyuubi seemed to be in a deep conversation with the other man, moving his hands in gestures to go along with his story. The older man was nearly a translucent color, his eyes were a dark yellow that were surrounded by what seemed to be bright purple eye shadow/eyeliner. His hair was long and black, hanging just above mid-back. His face reminded the boys of a snake when they saw it.

Kyuubi stopped walking and glared, pulling his sleeve around the palm of his hand he spoke to the other as he reached up.

"Orochimaru! You have some food on your chin, let me get it for you." The older man held up his hand and his tongue crept out of his mouth and licked the food away. A chill rose up the boys' backs as they watched the snakelike display.

Kyuubi seemed grossed out, "Ewww! How many times have I told you not to do that? I knew that when you got your frenulum removed then it would be nothing but trouble."

Orochimaru chuckled and ruffled Kyuubi's hair, kissing him on the cheek. "Thanks for lunch Kyuubi, it was delicious as always."

Kyuubi nodded happily rubbing his cheek with a laugh, "Glad you liked it. See you later!" Kyuubi trotted away leaving three boys 1) standing in a hallway scarred for life, 2) standing in a hall way rather hungry, and 3) confused as to why Kyuubi was with an older man.

Itachi was the jealous one of the three, he thought Kyuubi had said that he belonged to nobody yet here he was allowing a 60-or-so year old man kiss his cheek, ruffle his hair, eat his lunch and walk with him down the hallway? Just who was this man?!!

"He's dating the vice-principal?!" Sasori wondered out loud.

Itachi and Deidara looked at him weirdly, "How do you know he's the vice-principal Sasori?"

Sasori shrugged, "I got in trouble during home room today and had to go visit him. He's a pedophile I swear, I wonder if poor Kyuubi-chan knows that."

A cold wind blew down the hall at the mere thought of Kyuubi-chan dating a man who was nearly 50 years older than him and a pedophile at that.

TBC

Authors notes:

Um, why you see his name as Namikaze Kyuubi is because …. You'll see in later chapters where I'm getting with this whole thing.

Oh btw. The Frenulum is the piece of tissue that holds your tongue to the bottom of your mouth so then you don't swallow it. Some people actually get their frenulum removed to give themselves a longer tongue, but they also have a better chance of swallowing their tongue at the same time.

If you have any questions, please review and tell me what it is that's bugging you and I will try to explain it the best that I can.

I hope you guys really like this it's been on my mind for ages!