Chapter one – Arrival

A year ago

"This is the start of our lives people! This is your chance to fucking live!" someone screamed as they walked across the campus. While others laughed at the random douche, Sasuke tried not to smirk. It wasn't really that funny, but the words rang true for him. Oh, what he would give to live the life he wanted, free from prejudice, free to be whom he wanted to be. His brother, who was texting on his phone, raised his head a little, clearly amused.

"Reminds me of my own college days" Itachi said as he tucked the phone in his jacket. Sasuke could see the looks that were shot their way. After all the Uchiha brothers were handsome. In fact, scratch that, they were fucking sin on legs. Yet that wasn't the only thing that set them apart from the people there, for there was just this "I'm rich" aura that surrounded the two. Sasuke's face immediately tensed into a blank mask, hating the attention as it was. He wasn't like Itachi. He didn't do crowds. "You know I'm just a call away, right?" his brother asked as they walked up the stairs, the silence between them comfortable. Sasuke who was holding onto a box of his things just nodded. He opted against the driver helping them. It was bad enough they even had a driver.

"I know that, 'Tachi" Sasuke said and he could see how pleased his brother was, at the fact that he called him by his childhood nickname.

"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, do you remember Dad's friend, Namikaze Minato?" Itachi asked as they walked down the hallway that was ram packed with people going from inside to out. Girls outright blushed as Itachi graced them with one of his infamous smiles.

"Ugh, you mean the senator, Namikaze Minato?" Sasuke asked, squinting as he stared at the piece of paper that looked like one blurred lines. Fucking hell, he should've walked with his dorky glasses.

"Yes, that one" Itachi said, taking the paper from his hands so he could read the numbers. "Oh, down there" he said, pointing to one of the doors down the hall. The crowd parted for them, whispers already accumulating about HOT they were. "His son works here, you know, the one who always liked to call you Sasu-Sasu?" he asked as he pushed open the door for Sasuke. It wasn't like he didn't want to help his younger brother, it was rather, Sasuke didn't want him to help. Pride and Ego, Itachi muttered to himself.

"You mean the dobe?" Sasuke asked and Itachi snorted as they walked inside. Thankfully though, his roommate hadn't arrived yet.

"He's fifteen years older than you are. Hell he's even older than I am" Itachi said as he looked around the room. "Quaint" he muttered and Sasuke glared at him.

"So what about the dobe?" Sasuke asked as he placed the box on what he chose to be his table.

"He's a Professor here" Itachi said and Sasuke's eyes widened which caused Itachi to smirk.

Flashback – Ten years ago

Sasuke remembers that he hates school every time he's forced to go the horrid place. Everyone is the same, no matter where he went. His family's servant meets him as soon as he steps out the car, already helping him out of his blazer and taking his backpack. "Good evening, Master Uchiha. Your father has requested your presence in the garden. He's says that important guests have arrived" the older man, Yukimura said to him. Sasuke scrunches his face in agony. He hates when he had to be the perfect son in front of his father's friends. He hates it almost as much as he hates his father.

"Thanks, Yuki" he said and the man, despite the protocol the head of the Uchiha household had inducted on the servants, smiles at him before bowing. He leaves with his things and Sasuke makes his way through the mansion. From the chandelier to the thick drapes, to the marble floors and paintings of their ancestors, Sasuke loathes it. His eyes spells the disgust he feels when those unsmiling faces of the previous Uchiha looks down on him, almost mockingly. He grips his hands on the edge of his pants but continues until he is outside in the garden. There sitting inside the gazebo is his father and his mother, the perfect image of what it means to be Uchiha. Yet something about them is different. They are almost….smiling. Sasuke swallows down his surprise and walks towards them. He makes sure that his back is straight and that his strides are all dignified like his father taught him. Sitting near his parents are two blonde haired men, which means that they're foreigners. Before Sasuke could see them though his mother's gaze are upon him.

"Sasuke, dear. You're home" she says. She is going to stand up to greet him but his father stops her with just a hand on her thigh.

"I'm home" he says, just as he is supposed to and bows, even to the strangers whose faces he couldn't see.

"Ohh!" someone shouts and Sasuke jolts upright. "He's too cute!" the person says and before he knows it, he is engulfed in a hug. That is the first time he had met Uzumaki Naruto.