When Sasuke Uchiha had stirred from his sleep, the usual sound of birds chirping did not fill his ears, but the sound of operatic singing from downstairs. Rubbing his tired eyes, he sat up, his hair messy from a less than pleasant sleep. As he stripped the red coloured covers off of his body, a knocking on the door joined the singer in a steady rapping noise. The raven haired male muttered something under his breath as he slipped himself out of his bed. When his feet touched the ground, he shuttered slightly at the cold marble that adorned his floor.
"One second." he called out, his voice groggy and tired from the lack of sleep. Stretching, he walked over to the door with a leisurely pace. Feeling his muscles pull out comfortably, he let one arm drop to his side again, as the other went for the door knob. When he opened it, the person revealed was his own mother, dressed in what looked like an upgraded (if possible) version of her Sunday's best. Raising an eyebrow, the Uchiha stepped back as his mother walked gracefully into his room, the soft click of her heels sounding on the cool floor.
"Good morning, Sasuke, my baby." she cooed out, her smile as friendly as ever. Sasuke, in return, smiled slightly, as it was not his forte to do so.
"Good morning, mom." to this, Mikoto turned back, looking at her youngest son.
"How did you sleep? Well I suppose?" she asked. Sasuke nodded slightly, already knowing he would have to lie to his mother. Nothing wrong was ever supposed to happen in the Uchiha household, including a restless body. Sasuke, however, found it was hard to not be restless, being a boy of sixteen of course.
"Yes, I slept well." he responded as he watched his mother make his own bed. He was quite capable of such a task, but his mother liked to do small things, since the servants did the house work anyway. He assumed it was a mother thing, since she rarely had any chance to be a mother to the raven haired boy these days.
"That's great, Sasuke!" she chirped, leaning over and tucking the sheets into place. "Now, I know, the opera, it's weird to wake up to…" she began, then looked at her son for agreement.
"More like hard." he compared, an uneasy smile on his face. Mikoto took no notice and laughed.
"Yes, that's right. It's quite peaceful. I had a hard time waking up myself!" she confirmed and finished the task she had taken upon herself.
"Mmhm. Well, thank you for making my bed, mom." he said, his voice just now getting its regular tone back. Mikoto giggled and walked back over, taking both of her son's hands in hers.
"He he, my baby is all grown up. Oh Sasuke… Soon you'll be finding a wife, starting a family…" she trailed off, her eyes showing an upset expression, but her face portrayed a calm one. Sasuke looked at her, surprised, then sighed.
"Mom, I'm only sixteen. I've got a few years ahead of me yet." he said softly, growing more uneasy as his mother mentioned marriage and children. Mikoto nodded and sniffed to show she was more upset than she led on.
"Oh I know. Just… I'm sure you'll find a nice girl! And- and she'll adore you… Just like Itachi." she praised and hugged her son to her. Sasuke frowned, knowing his mother could not see.
'It's too bad mom doesn't know they don't love each other. Dad just made them get married. They're only friends…' the youngest Uchiha thought and rolled his eyes. Mikoto let go of him as he stopped the annoyed eye movement and looked at him. Sasuke blinked, then smiled. "I'm sure I will, mom." he said softly. "Now I need to get dressed, so I'll see you in a bit." Mikoto, to this, smiled brightly.
"But of course! See you later, my dear." she purred and walked out of his room, the clicking of her heels fading down the hall to sound her exit. Sasuke frowned and shut the door, slightly louder than necessary. However, it was not as if anyone would hear, with the loud operatic music sounding through the halls.
"Dear god." Sasuke sighed deeply. "I don't want to have children. I don't even like girls…" he trailed off. "All of them are obsessed." the raven finished as he gathered his clothing for his shower. "Why couldn't I just stay a little kid. Where mom was more obsessed with the cute clothes?"
"I need you to get out of the house for awhile." Fugaku, Sasuke's father, said to the teenage boy in the ballroom. Sasuke was busy looking around the decorated room. It was like he had traveled back in time, where it was eighteenth century, instead of the twenty-first. "Sasuke, did you hear anything I just asked?" snapping back into reality, the raven looked to his father and nodded slightly.
"Yeah… Get lost for a bit, I know. What's with the fancy ballroom stuff, dad?" he asked, curious to what exactly was happening. In fact, he never understood why they lived a mansion with a ballroom. It wasn't as if they needed it. Hell, Sasuke didn't need any of this. All he wanted was a normal life, that did not include a maid named Michelle coming to aid him in every possible chore or task. Fugaku looked down at his son and smiled, one that was filled with pride. It was almost exactly like Itachi's smile, except Itachi was more likeable.
"This Sasuke, is for the party tonight. All of my business partners, over seas and local, are coming with their wives, and their children. I wanted to have a theme, that seemed…"
"Regal?"
"Yes, excellent adjective, my boy." he complimented and patted the younger Uchiha on the back. Sasuke looked ahead, with a dead panned expression as his father continued. "Anyway, you should be there tonight. You might meet a nice girl." he said, then frowned slightly. "You know what?"
"What?" Sasuke asked, as if he cared.
"You look a lot like your mother… I hope girls are into girly men." he commented. "Anyway, here's fifty bucks. Go do something for the afternoon. I don't care what. Drugs, drinking, don't care. As long as you're back and presentable for eight o'clock sharp. Goodbye, Sasuke." he said and walked off. Sasuke looked down at the parts of the body he could see, then looked up, glaring at his father back.
"Asshole." he frowned and left. "I don't even do that stuff." he muttered as he walked out of the house. "I'll go to some park. I need a blanket to lay on-"
"Blanket? I know where to get those!" Michelle interrupted. Sasuke yelped and jumped back as Michelle giggled.
"Jesus Michelle… You scared the hell out of me." he frowned, trying to get his heart beat to slow down with deep breathes. Michelle laughed and flipped her long curly blonde hair back.
"I know! I usually do, Sasuke." she laughed. Sasuke, as much as he disliked the maid part, actually didn't mind Michelle. She was from Sweden originally, and was to marry a wonderful man back there, so she had no interest in the Uchiha at all. It was safe to say they were close to best friends, no matter how many tasks she tried to help Sasuke with.
"Funny. Hey, want to come to the park with me? Have a picnic? My dad's kicking me out for the afternoon." Michelle watched her friend and boss' son, then nodded.
"Yes! I'd love that!" she laughed, her eyes sparkling. Sasuke chuckled and nodded.
"All right then. Go change out of those maid clothes and I'll get a picnic basket. We'll raid the fridge for food after." he smiled slightly and walked off to find such an item. Michelle grinned and nodded.
"Sweet!"
"This is really pretty, Sasuke." the blonde grinned and looked around the park. Sasuke nodded and sighed.
"That it is." however, he had more on his mind that the scenery here. Michelle, unlike most people, took notice to the sigh and tilted her head to the side.
"Are you okay? I don't think you are." she whispered, as if it was some sort of secret. Sasuke ran a hand through his dark hair and huffed.
"Well, just thinking."
"About?" Michelle asked, and took out two colours of string. One red, the other baby blue. Sasuke watched her and sighed.
"Well, my mom and dad want me to get married and have kids. However, I don't even think I like women, Michelle." he explained, his tone soft. Michelle looked up and stopped twisting the two strings together.
"… Well, I knew that much." Michelle laughed softly. "I mean, you always struck me as at least bisexual, but no surprise if you're only into men." she shrugged her shoulders lightly, her eyes dropping back to the pair of strings. Sasuke nodded and felt a small smile make its way onto his face, replacing the usual uncaring frown. He watched his friend for what seemed like hours as she twisted the strings slowly, but with care and love. As the strings showed signs of shortening, Sasuke understood Michelle was making a bracelet of sorts.
"What kind of bracelet is that?" the youngest Uchiha asked, tilting his head in confusion. Michelle, without looking up, giggled at the question.
"Friendship bracelet. For us." the blonde woman announced, her sing song voice calm, yet the excitement was clear to Sasuke. To this, he laughed a bit. However, he found himself slightly flustered at stretch Michelle always took to be friends with him.
"Really? Well… Thanks, Michelle." he said softly, before hearing a ring tone of a cell phone sound off loudly. Michelle looked up, her expression like a deer in the headlights as she realised it was indeed her phone. "You should get that." "No duh." Michelle laughed then, the tone slightly nervous to who it would be. She went into her purse, snatching the small blue phone and put it to her ear. "Hello?… I'm with Sasuke-san, right now… Huh? Oh, well… Yes, I'm very sorry… You are right, Mrs. Uchiha, there is work to be done." to this, Sasuke frowned.
'Of course you would, mom… Because it's not about the lack of maids. It's because you think I'll end up with some less wealthy girl. Dear god.' the young Uchiha frowned mentally.
"Of course. I'll be back in a few minutes, Mrs. Uchiha." Michelle smiled brightly, making Sasuke believe now that his friend was quite a selfless individual. It made him wonder how she could stand the likes of the all too selfish Uchihas, himself included at times. "Yes… Oh, I'll give the phone over. One second." she giggled and removed the phone from her ear, holding it out to the younger of the two. "Your mom wants to speak with you, Sasuke."
"Alright." Sasuke said, slightly bitter. Michelle's expression faltered slightly at this, but the smile was yet to disappear. "Hello?… I know, eight o'clock... Mhm, I know… You want me to play violin?… Ugh, fine. Only one song, though… Yeah, I love you too… Bye mom." he sighed and flipped the phone closed, handing it back to Michelle. When she had taken her phone back, she looked at Sasuke with curiosity in her eyes. Smirking a bit, Sasuke nodded. "She wants me to play."
"… Really? Oh! You're so good at it, Sasuke!" she giggled and finished the bracelet with speed not even Sasuke thought was possible. "What will you play?"
"I don't know. Last time, I played a sad song… My dad didn't like it." Sasuke frowned as Michelle packed up.
"Oh? Then light hearted, yes?" she asked. Sasuke, to this, nodded.
"I was thinking of Concerto for four violins this time around." Sasuke said softly. "Better than Sad Romance." he sighed then. Michelle blinked and frowned a bit. She did in fact remember when Sasuke had played his favourite violin piece for his father's co-workers and friends. Only to be shot down by his father and no one else.
"I liked Sad Romance very much, Sasuke." she laughed and stood up, passing the boy the bracelet she had just made. Sasuke smiled a bit at this.
"Thanks, Michelle. I'll see you soon." he said quietly, his emotions back in check once more as his friend waved goodbye.
"See ya soon!" she laughed and walked off. Sasuke watched her carefully, then looked to the sky silently, the soft summer wind making his bangs wave across his vision.
'Maybe. Just maybe… I can stand up against my parents and marrying who I want to. I don't want to have to marry like Itachi.' Sasuke thought, observing there was not a cloud in the early evening sky. 'Just maybe…' he trailed off, then heard yelling. Looking around, he noticed the park was empty, all except him, and now a gang of guys who seemed to be yelling at him. The loudest one, a brown haired boy with red tattoos on his cheeks, was walking at the head of the group, though it was obvious to Sasuke's intelligence that he wasn't the leader.
"Well look at that, guys! If it isn't an Uchiha! Anyone can notice them!" he laughed. Sasuke, frowned and looked at the insulting man, deeming his laughter obnoxious. Even more so than his mother's. "Where are your body guards, Uchiha?" he asked, stopping with the group of six men about eight feet from Sasuke. The youngest Uchiha wrinkled his nose in displeasure over the insult.
"I don't have body guards and my name is Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha." he said calmly, not in the mood for anybody's bull shit. By the looks of it, though, the brown haired teen in front of him had lots of it. Said man in question frowned, shaking his head.
"I don't give a crap about your name, Sasuke." he frowned. "But in any case, you have to get the hell outta here. There's something going on and we can't have an Uchiha telling everything to his rich daddy who works with the government." he spat. Normally, Sasuke would have said nothing and left, not wanting to mess with big groups like this one. However, something snapped inside of him, which made the raven snort loudly.
"Are you kidding-" was about all Sasuke could say before he was grabbed by the collar by the wolf like teen, bringing their faces close together. While he wore an angry mask, Sasuke wore one of boredom. "You're real fucking cute, ya know? It'd be a shame if that face got broken." the teen snarled, making Sasuke blink twice.
"… Whatever."
"You little… Fuck, whatever." the boy growled and held his fist back. Sasuke knew exactly what the adolescent was to use such a hand gesture for. "You asked for it." he smirked widely then, winding his fist back. Sasuke closed his eyes and tensed slightly, as most of anyone would do when about to be punched in the face. However, before his captor could do so, the silence was broken by a voice.
"Hey Kiba! What the fuck are you doing, huh!" a male voice asked, alarmed. The boy named Kiba, who must have been the guy about to punch the living daylights out of him, dropped Sasuke and walked towards the voice quickly. Sasuke opened his eyes, slightly dazed from the luck he had just had.
"Naruto! Man, this guy's an Uchiha! He said he wouldn't leave, so I was gonna teach him a lesson!" the teen known as Kiba explained, his tone showing a nervous side. One that Sasuke caught onto, more so, smirked slightly towards. As his dark eyes searched for the male who stopped Kiba, also known as Naruto, Sasuke believed, until he found who Kiba was talking to. Standing adjacent to the brown haired male, was a taller teen with blond hair. Sasuke noticed the gorgeous blue eyes the blond named Naruto possessed and blinked several times to see if it was a figment of his imagination. When he knew it was not, he watched quietly as Naruto talked to Kiba, his face serious, yet soft. Easy going, for the leader of a gang, Sasuke observed.
"Hmmm. I'll talk to him. Don't go beating up on people unless they get in our way. That's my decision, Kiba. You're my friend, you should know that." Naruto said, smiling a bit. Kiba frowned and nodded, obviously scorn over the fact he hadn't gotten to give the Uchiha a good whack.
"Sorry man… Yeah, well, I guess we'll move on ahead… Let you take care of the obnoxious Uchiha." he frowned more and signalled the rest of the group to follow as he stomped off, leaving Sasuke and Naruto alone.
Sasuke sighed and frowned at Kiba's back. 'I'm obnoxious? Dear god.' the raven thought and looked back to see the blond teenager walking over.
"Hey man. Uh, sorry for Kiba. He's kind of… Strong willed." Naruto sighed, grinning nervously. Sasuke looked the boy over quickly and nodded absent-mindedly.
"It's alright. Naruto's your name?"
"Yeah, it is! Naruto Uzumaki!" Naruto laughed, holding out his hand. Sasuke looked at the man's hand and blinked. "How about you? Uchiha, huh?"
"Yes." Sasuke said softly and took Naruto's hand gently, feeling the softness of the sun soaked skin beneath his soft pale hand. "Sasuke Uchiha, actually. It's nice to meet you. Given the circumstances." he said politely, as his father had always taught him. Naruto shook Sasuke's hand enthusiastically, laughing while he did so. Sasuke couldn't help but give a small smile in return, for this boy's laughter was much more pleasing than that of Kiba's. "You're so fucking polite! It's funny." Naruto grinned. Sasuke found himself flustered at that.
"I've been raised as such." Sasuke announced, slightly insulted by the increase of laugher on Naruto's part. Finally letting go of their connected hands, Naruto opened his eyes once more to look into Sasuke's.
"Doesn't it ever get boring!" he asked, tilting his head to the side as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket. The many zippers seemed to dance in the light of the sun's beams. Sasuke sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, looking up at the sky momentarily.
"Does what ever get boring?" he questioned, looking back down at the blond. Naruto grinned again, one that could only be infectious. For Sasuke found himself smiling a bit as well.
"Being all polite and upright about things. I mean, have you ever had a girlfriend even? I heard Uchiha's can't have sex until after marriage. That true?" Naruto asked wildly. Sasuke scoffed and shook his head back and forth a few times, before answering.
"Not true. However, I haven't had a girlfriend. I don't do that kind of stuff." Sasuke said shortly, avoiding the homosexual part completely. However, it would appear Naruto had already caught on.
"Oh, so you're gay?" he asked, taking his hands out of his pockets, placing them on his hips. Sasuke growled slightly at this. If granted more time, the raven would have surely thought it over. However, in this instance, he had no such time.
"… Yes." he announced, finally thinking that it would not matter. He would never see this boy again. So why did it bother him to say so?
Naruto beamed and flashed a thumbs up. "Nice! Anyway, I wanna ask ya something. I mean, if you stay here, you could get hurt. So maybe I could walk you home. I mean, it's the least I could do." he said, his tone full of excitement. Sasuke arched an eyebrow towards the Uzumaki and shook his head.
"You do not have to. I'm glad enough that you came when you did. Or I'd have a pretty fucked up face right now. Not exactly what I want to go home with." Sasuke said in defence. If he could help it, he would like to never see the blond after this. No matter how good looking he seemed to be, his mother had warned him of people like this (even if it was a girl). All they'll do is one, use you, or two, break you apart. Sasuke did not want to dance with either choice. However, it would seem Naruto would have none of it.
"Ha, no. I'm walking you home. It's final… Teme. Yeah! I like that." Naruto laughed happily, seeming the complete opposite of a gang leader. Sasuke scoffed to the ridiculous name, but let it pass. If Kiba was scared of the blond, why would Sasuke go against him?
"… Fine. This once."
"Only plan on it once." Naruto grinned wildly. "Lead the way, Sasuke Uchiha." he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Sasuke rolled his eyes dramatically, unknowing this would only be the beginning of how many times he would do so to the blond.
"Sure thing, dope." Sasuke smirked and began walking ahead. Naruto blinked, stunned someone would back talk him.
"Hey! Not cool!" he laughed then ran to catch up with who would later on, be his friend, Sasuke.
"You live here!" Naruto gaped, looking up at the four floor house, which would seem to be more of a mansion. Not that Sasuke liked to call it so.
"Yes. I do. Why?" the raven asked. Naruto bit his bottom lip and rubbed the back of his head.
"You think I can come in? I mean, I've never seen the inside of a mansion." the blond said softly. "Actually, never seen the inside of any nice house." he smiled a bit. Sasuke blinked and looked Naruto up and down.
"One, don't you have to meet Kiba and all of those people?" he asked. Naruto cursed, then grinned, as an idea came to his mind.
"Kiba can handle it. Just a simple drug swap. Well, for us it is." Naruto smiled. "He'll just say I was busy. Which I will be." he laughed. Sasuke arched an eyebrow, approving of the blond's 'matter of fact' attitude.
"Okay, but secondly… Look at what you're wearing." Sasuke pointed out. Naruto frowned at this, crossing his arms across his chest.
"What's wrong with this?"
"Look at the people walking into my house. All suits and dresses." Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows. Naruto blinked and cursed at this, knowing Sasuke had him there.
"Well, I'm sure I can fit into one of your many suits. I mean, we aren't that different in size… I can survive. Oh please! It looks so fucking awesome!" the blond grinned. Sasuke, who would have turned away someone of Paris Hilton status, felt a sting of need to have the blond with him. Knowing he was to regret this, Sasuke nodded anyway.
"Alright. But try not to make a scene." the raven muttered as his newly met friend cheered. "If my dad asks who you are, just say you're here with your family." he added in, before heading in through the back, avoiding the crowd of people out front of his house.
"This is going to be awesome! Why are all these people here? I mean, are you holding a party here?" Naruto asked, following Sasuke into the backyard through the gate. His blue eyes widened at the huge pool, then broke out into a grin. "I can understand if so. Look at this place! Perfect party house right here." he mused. Sasuke sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Yes, but it's not a house party." Sasuke explained, rolling his eyes as they passed the pool. "It's a huge get together with my dad and all his partners in his business. My family aren't big party people, unless it's for impressing, like this." he gestured. "My whole life my parents have never failed to impress anyone they meet." he frowned, slightly bitter. Naruto blinked, slightly curious to why Sasuke sounded so unhappy. It seemed to him that he had everything, so what was there to be unhappy about?
"Oh… Well, at least you'll have me to talk to tonight." he grinned and pulled his phone out, quickly texting to his childhood friend to take over for the time being and he would be back later on. "So, what are your parents like?" Naruto asked, putting his phone back into the pocket of his dark jeans. Sasuke looked thoughtful, then shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, they are okay, I guess. I'm not fond of my dad, but my mom means well. I guess we just have different views in the end so we don't talk much." Sasuke explained and opened the back door, the smell of baked bread and herbs floating out to greet the two teens. Naruto smelled the air and felt his stomach growl in hunger. "Hungry?" he asked then, raising an eyebrow towards the blond. Naruto laughed slightly, blushing to the roots of his hair.
"A bit, I guess. Never smelled something so good. Besides ramen that is." the teen grinned, following Sasuke past the busy staff.
"Well, it's not actually supper, but there will be food going around, trust me." Sasuke smirked, dodging a cook with a frying pan. Naruto ducked as well and laughed loudly, causing a few staff to look in response.
"Thank god. Man, I've only been in the kitchen and I'm impressed! Is it as big inside as it is outside?" he asked, his eyes sparkling. Sasuke blinked, then sighed heavily.
"Bigger." he muttered. Naruto tilted his head to the side, slightly confused.
"Huh?"
"Oh nothing." Sasuke chuckled lowly and opened the door to the kitchen. "After you." he said, his tone calm as is always was. Naruto snickered and walked through the threshold of the door.
"Are you always polite?"
"Are you always stupid?"
"... Shut up."
"… Look at all the people." Naruto muttered to Sasuke as they made their way through the crowd in the main room. Sasuke almost laughed at this, but knew better than to do so.
"More in the ballroom. There will be a lot of people." he smiled. "Just try to socialize some. That's all I ever do… And play." the youngest Uchiha announced, sighing slightly. Naruto rubbed the back of his head as they made their way to the huge parallel winding stair cases.
"Play? What do you play?" he asked. "I can play guitar, but I learned on a pretty crappy one. My family lacks all money." the blond admitted. Sasuke shook his head and continued to push through people, muttering 'excuse me' every time, as he was always brought up to do such.
"I play violin." he said, looking back to the teen he had just recently met. "I can also play viola and fiddle. However, my family appreciates violin the most, of course." he sighed. "I've been playing since I was four." the raven continued and watched Naruto's eyes light up. "You play guitar? Cool. I kind of wanted to learn, but I was never allowed." he chuckled, the tone humourless. Naruto frowned then as they neared the stairs.
"Never allowed. Well, violin is cool too!" he grinned then. Sasuke watched the teen and sighed.
'He can't go a minute without cracking that grin…' he thought, slightly dismayed to find himself smiling a bit as well. "I guess it is-" he began, only to stop when he bumped into a taller figure, causing both boys to yield in their tracks at the edge of the left side of the twin stairs.
"Sasuke my boy!" the low velvet like voice greeted, grabbing one of the pale teen's hands. "How are you?" to this, Sasuke looked up, knowing, of course, it would be his uncle Madara.
"I'm well, uncle Madara. How about you?" he asked, shaking his relative's hand. In the back of his mind, he heard the little voice begging for his uncle to not ask about Naruto. Mostly because Madara could see through any lie.
"I'm fantastic! Thank you!" the raven haired man smiled, but the expression always looked queerly sinister to the youngest Uchiha. The smile faltered when he looked beyond Sasuke to Naruto. "Who is this?" he asked, one eyebrow slightly raised in curiosity. Sasuke looked back at Naruto and frowned, then returned his gaze to his uncle.
"He's-"
"I'm here with my family." Naruto smiled brightly as Sasuke looked back once more, thinking of the outcome of possible whip lash as he did so. "I didn't know I had to dress formal. My dad is always like that! Kind of screwy, ya know?" the blond laughed. "My mom and dad both had to buy yet another matching outfit." When Sasuke thought Madara would say other wise, the man just smiled brightly.
"Well, Sasuke will be sure to help you out!" Madara smiled brightly. "Ah, what is your name by the way?" he asked, his smooth voice ringing in Sasuke's ears. Behind it, he could practically sense the malicious contempt in the tone. Naruto, not hearing it though, just smiled and shook hands with the older man.
"Naruto Taki!" he smiled, giving Madara's hand a firm shake. Madara smile, while only faltering slightly, managed to stay painted across his face.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Naruto Taki." he mused darkly, letting go. "I'll see you two later. Bye, bye." he said softly and walked off into the crowd. Sasuke felt goose flesh rape itself across his skin as his relative gave a final glance behind his shoulder.
"… Let's go." Sasuke said shortly and pulled the blond up the steps. Naruto, confused, decided it was best to follow.
"Whoa. Nice room." Naruto stuttered looking around the Uchiha's bedroom. He was shocked and rather dismayed that a mere bedroom was as big as his living room at home. "I'd hate to see your living room." he muttered. Sasuke smirked slightly and walked across the still cool marble floor and ran two hands through his hair.
"It's… big." he shrugged his shoulders, finding that as a good enough adjective. "You probably won't end up seeing it." the raven explained, making his way to his closet. Naruto nodded absent-mindedly as he walked over to one of the corners of the room, looking at the three different string instruments that sat in the light of the sunset.
"I see two of em' are violins, but is the smaller one a viola?" the blond asked, slightly confused.
"You guessed right." Sasuke nodded opening the doors of his walk in closet. Naruto looked over and gaped at the huge closet.
"Wha fuck? That closet is fucking huge!" he exclaimed, running over to join the raven haired teen. Sasuke chuckled lowly and shook his head.
"I know. It makes a good storage room." he said evenly, walking further into the small space. Naruto looked around and nodded as he followed the Uchiha.
"So, I guess it must be pretty nice being rich, huh?" the blond guessed and took the outfit Sasuke handed him.
"This one was always a bit too big for me. My aunt messed up my size. It should fit you." he explained, then frowned uneasily. "I guess it's nice, to a point. In a way, I just want to be normal. More like your crowd." to this, Naruto laughed loudly above the symphonic music below them.
"Ha ha! No way, man! It actually sucks. I hate having to always look behind my back. It gets rather-" he began, being cut off by the loud sound of Sasuke's bedroom door slamming open. Sharp, angry like heels clicked across the floor. Sasuke looked up, as did Naruto. "Lady friend?" he whispered. Sasuke frowned as he heard a curse about the woman's inability to walk in high heels.
"Hardly." Sasuke chuckled and walked past Naruto. "Hello, Tayuya." he said, walking out of the closet to lay eyes upon the red headed teen. Tayuya looked up, as Sasuke and Naruto had not minutes ago, and frowned.
"Hey, you tool. Fuck, I'm pissed. Stupid dad making me wear heels." she hissed in contempt, her voice strained from the previous yelling match she had lost with her parent.
"… Never seen you in high heels. You look pretty." he shrugged. Tayuya grunted and held her fist up as Naruto peaked out of the walk in closet.
"Shut the fuck up- Say… Who's that, Sasuke?" the red head asked, walking across the room towards Sasuke and Naruto. "Finally got yourself a boy toy, huh?" she questioned once more, a smirk making its way onto her rough, yet elegant features.
"… His name is Naruto. He's a friend, not a boy toy, Tay." he crossed his arms over his chest. Tayuya grimaced at the childhood nick name and grabbed the blond by his hair, pulling him out of the closet in one swift motion.
"Ack! What the fuck!" Naruto whined and stumbled to stay standing upright as the girl pulled his hair until he was close enough to her. Tayuya let go and looked up at the teen.
"Huh… Not bad looking." she laughed and punched Sasuke's shoulder teasingly. "So, how the hell did you get him past Fugaku?" she asked.
'Who the hell is that?' Naruto wondered, watching the two friends converse. Sasuke sighed and shrugged.
"Easy enough. He's too busy socializing."
"Yeah, I saw him talking to Itachi." Tayuya nodded. Sasuke blinked and rubbed his temples.
"Great… Any time now, I could expect my older brother to walk through the door and then I'll have to deal with him not telling dad." he muttered. Tayuya laughed and played with her bangs, which always fell in a diagonal like direction across the middle of her face.
"Oh please! Itachi won't tell! You always kept quiet when he had parties when you were younger!" the teenaged girl rolled her eyes and played with the edge of her royal blue Tafetta dress, which fell just above her knees.
"… True." Sasuke nodded. "So, you playing flute?" he asked. Tayuya stopped playing with the designer dress she so rightfully loathed and nodded, smiling then.
"Sure am. Partita… Aurèle Nicolet performed it once." she shrugged. Sasuke chuckled, while Naruto tilted his head to the side in confusion.
"Who?"
"He is considered one of the best flautists of all time." Tayuya scoffed. "I want to be better than him."
"Like that will happen." Sasuke mused. Tayuya growled and punched him.
"Shut the fuck up."
"Anyway. You have to scram. Naruto and I need to get changed. I'll meet you by the kitchen." the Uchiha said and heard a sad melody of a piano from below them. Tayuya looked towards the opened door and nodded.
"Alright. See ya soon then." she frowned and walked out, still unsteady in the art of walking in heels. Some things would never change and Tayuya's lack of lady like behaviour was one of them. When the red head had left, closing the door behind herself, Naruto sighed in relief.
"Who was that?"
"Tayuya, you know that. She is one of my cousins."
"… She doesn't look anything like the ordinary Uchiha…"
"She's adopted." Sasuke added, stripping his shirt off swiftly. "My uncle, Orochimaru, married a guy who was in high school, while himself in university. They adopted about… hmmm, five children." he shrugged. "Only one of his children is biological, with his ex-wife." he explained. "His name is Kabuto. I fucking hate him, but that's beside the point." the teenaged boy finished and removed his skinny jeans. Naruto watched Sasuke and began changing as well.
"Huh… Big family. I don't have much family myself." the blond laughed nervously. "And where can I put my clothing?"
"Throw it under my bed. My mom won't see it that way." Sasuke said shortly. "I was meaning to ask."
"About my family?"
"Yeah." to this, Naruto could only laugh.
"Ha ha! Well, I have a mom and a dad. Both still alive. We live in an average house, in an average neighbourhood. My dad works for the mayor, a lot of shit involving math." Naruto shrugged. "My mom, she works at a bakery. She makes the best apple pie ever. Not to mention her blue berry pie!" he grinned. "You'd like them. Even though with the economy, they are all optimistic. All the time." the blond smiled and threw all of his clothing under the bed. Sasuke nodded, feeling a pang of jealousy. An average life didn't seem too bad. It was the one he always wanted anyway.
"Seems nice." he chuckled, finally finding the right words to say.
"… It is." Naruto agreed. "Nothing like this lavish life though!" he smiled and ran the black leather belt through the dress pants, which praise the lord, did fit after all. 'It's like fate brought me here. Thank you, Jesus. I might even get laid, woo hoo!' the blond grinned inwardly. Sasuke coughed and put his hands on his hips.
"You done yet?" he asked, already dressed. Naruto blinked widely.
"Uh, almost!" the Uzumaki laughed loudly and finished dressing.
Once finished, the only problem Naruto had was with the tie. As he never went to formal occasions, it was no surprise the boy could not tie a tie. "Uhh, think I can get some help?" he asked nervously. A big goofy grin was displayed across his face as Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"I guess." he chuckled lightly and walked over, taking the tie Naruto had held out to him. He put the tie around the blond's neck and began the art of tying the dark blue tie. The melody switched from beneath them to an operatic song, the tone seeming almost sad. Naruto watched the Uchiha's pale fingers, which seemed to danced with the sad melody. A warm smile spread across the tanned teen's lips as Sasuke finished.
"Thanks, Sasuke." he laughed, watching Sasuke tuck the tie into his jacket.
"Your welcome." the raven haired teen said evenly and removed his hands. "So, ready to mingle with some rich people?"
"I've been talking to you, haven't I?" Naruto asked, grinning brightly. Sasuke rolled his eyes and walked towards his bedroom door.
"Shut it."
Oh I have been writing this since, uhh, April! Finally done the first chapter and it feels good. I'm trying to finish my story, but Chemistry is killing me this semester. Hopefully the people who read my stories can feel what it is like :D So I'm trying my hardest! Thanks for all your patience! Love you all! R&R and it will make my day. :')