AN: here's a time skip with a bit of flashback. I'll try to update this fic daily. I don't really have a clear ending but the story is very much planned. Please enjoy and don't forget to leave a review when you're done

Now that he's at the end of his years at the Academy, Sasuke can safely look back and know he's done a pretty good job looking after himself. He followed his plan and trained twice as hard as before, staying late at the Academy's training ground practicing his taijutsu. He also paid close attention to the books on anatomy and chakra theory, as they would serve him well as a medic nin.

Not that Sasuke had told anyone of his future goals. He knew the old politicians would try to interfere if he "wasted his talent" being stuck in the village's hospital. At least he hadn't activated his Sharingan yet, as Sasuke knew those eyes would be even more valued than before, now that he was the last of his clan. If he ever got the Sharingan, he was sure the village wouldn't allow him to settle down in a quiet job which was inadmissible to him.

So Sasuke trained everyday, and glowered at whoever tried to talk him into relaxing. He'd have plenty of time for that later. Now he had to put on a convincing performance of a boy on the road for revenge. He had no doubts his brother was spying on him with the crows he'd see sometimes in the corner of his eyes. He wasn't sure what Itachi would do if he realized Sasuke didn't care about his brother at all, had long since tried to forget everything about that day.

One thing he did as soon as he was able to was move out from the Uchiha Compound. Despite the ANBU's best efforts it still smelled of death and rotten blood. There was no way Sasuke would remain sane if he kept living amidst the ghosts of that night. The Village Council tried to interfere, saying he was too young to live alone but Sasuke knew the Uzumaki boy lived by himself.

After reminding the Elders of their hypocrisy, Sasuke found himself a nice apartment which he bought with the money he'd inherited. And wasn't that a surprise. He'd always lived a comfortable life as the Clan Head's son, but now Sasuke had the money of all Uchiha. That was probably why the number of girls lusting after him increased in ten fold. He had remembered the words of Sasaki-san and tried to ignore all of them, which was difficult since they were half of his classmates.

Speaking of classmates, Sasuke was dreading his future genin team. Even if he managed to avoid being stuck with a rabid fangirl, the boys in his class weren't any better. They were either too loud, too lazy or simply too mediocre to keep up with him. Some people would call it arrogance but it's just that Sasuke knew he didn't have any hobbies besides studying and training. He didn't have parents to tell him when to stop and he didn't have friends to distract him. Of course he was above them in every academic aspect.

The only time he relaxed was when he cooked for himself and even that was training of some sort. He wanted to to get used to the idea of mixing ingredients and knowing just by looking if it was too little or too much of something. It would be a great thing when he was finally promoted to genin and allowed to mix his own poisons and medicine. He also tended to his vegetable garden, which would soon be upgraded with a far more deadly combination of plants. All that was left to do was pass his final exams and he would be given his own hitai-ate, a solid proof of his progress.

Making the way from his apartment district to the Academy, Sasuke reviewed what he'd studied the night before. There sure would be at least one question about the chakra system and how it affects jutsu performance. A few questions about Konoha's relationship with the Daimyo and other Hidden Villages.

For some reason the Academy books were very light on materials of the Yondaime Hokage, probably due to his death at a young age, so the history question would probably be about Konoha's foundation. He suppressed a sigh as he thought about Uchiha Madara going mad with grief and fighting the other founders. There should also be a philosophy question in the written test but Sasuke had never been good with those.

Sasuke was certain he would get the best score in target throwing and taijutsu, since he was holding first place for three years now. He moved on to wondering what ninjutsu the teachers might have him perform. He could make a good Henge, his Bunshin were mobile, and while his Kawarimi was slightly off center Sasuke was confident that he would graduate as Rookie of the Year. Satisfied with his self-analysis, Sasuke opened the door to his noisy classroom and stepped inside.

Sasuke couldn't believe he was stuck with both annoying dead last Uzumaki and "please have my babies" Haruno. What were his sensei thinking? Was this punishment for being so standoffish in school? It wasn't his fault no one at the Academy seemed to take their studies seriously. He had even considered skipping grades but then he would attract people's attention even more and that would've been unacceptable to deal with. But now he was starting to regret staying in his class. His team mates were supposed to be his support but if anything they'd most likely only drag him down.

Sasuke watched as Jounin after Jounin came to pick up their teams, until only Team Seven was left waiting. Sasuke could feel Haruno's unsubtle staring and disgust creeped up his spine as she tried to inch closer. He was preparing himself to flee or snub her when Sasuke heard Uzumaki Naruto's loud yawn and then inspired high pitched noises. He was almost relieved when he jumped up and said in a mischievous tone of voice:

"Let's prank our new sensei!"