Just to remind everyone. This is where we are so far. Itachi has got into trouble from his parents and escaped the seductive clutches of his step sister Sakura. And now, he's heading off to school with Kisame. Deidara got into some trouble with Rico, and now he's in the midst of thinking about turning his life around. But that's if Rico doesn't do anything to stop him. Here's Chapter 3. R&R
Itachi tossed his suitcase up on his queen sized bed. Thankfully, this year he was a senior and was provided with his own room. Kisame slept in his own room across the hall. Itachi turned around and collapsed on his bed. He was too tired, and figured he'd unpack later. Kisame, meanwhile, was rummaging around in his duffel bag.
"Kisame, what are you looking for? If it's that stash of weed, you wont find it. I smoked it already. And there was no way I was getting anything in here anyway. Not with what I pulled last year." Itachi said turning his head in Kisame's direction. Kisame sat back against Itachi's closet door, and dropped the bag.
"You serious? Man, this place is going to be lame with you being under watch twenty-four seven. What do you exspect me to do?" Kisame said, pulling his legs up and hugging his knees. Itachi rolled his eyes.
"Well you should of thought of that before and brought your own shit." Itachi rolled over on his stomach, and propped his head in his hands.
"How do you suppose I do that? I get my shit from you" Kisame scratched his head, and looked out the propped open door that lead out into the hall. More students were arriving.
"It's quite simple really. You take some money, go down to the park, or one of the local joints, and hand that money over to one of the kids thats holding. And then he'll give you what you want. Though I'd bargain a bit, some of those kids think they can get more then what their shit is worth-" Kisame cut him off.
"Itachi, seriously. You'd think I'd do that." Itachi turned his head towards Kisame, and gave him a look over. Already in his school uniform. Ironed and crisp. Thanks to his mother, Itachi supposed. Or Kisame's grandmother, she always seemed nice, and neat. Made real good cookies too. His tie was tied perfectly, and his hair was nicely brushed, and gelled. The kid was perfect to a tee. Kind of made Itachi wonder why the kid even hung out with him in the first place. Itachi was bad news. And Kisame's parents new it. They always begged Kisame to stop hanging out with Itachi because if it weren't for him, Kisame would still have a perfect record. Itachi rolled his eyes.
"You're right. Sorry, your perfect grades, and religious parents, and good conscious slipped my mind. What was I thinking?" Itachi turned on his side and propped up on his elbow, resting his head in his hand.
Kisame glared at him.
"You don't have to be a jerk. I'm not like that. I still do-"
"Drugs?" Itachi raised his eyebrows, questioningly. "Swear?" Itachi sat up and through his legs over the side of his bed. "Kisame. Smoking weed is hardly worth getting fussy about. Now when you and I stole that car, and went for that joy ride two years ago and landed ourselves in the hospital. Of course you got off scotts free with your perfect record and all. And including your mother blaming everything on me... I took it, of course... wouldn't want you getting thrown into Juvey and all. Not with your sweet innocence and what not. I gladly took full responsibility and went to Juvey all by my lonesome"
"Itachi, stop" Kisame said, looking down at his feet. He tried to tune Itachi out, he could go on forever when he got into one of his rants. Kisame knew Itachi spoked some truth. His mother hated Itachi, and whenever he stayed over, getting smashed at one of the bars he always seemed to go to, Itachi'd have to climb the maple tree outside Kisame's room and sleep on the floor, and leave before Kisame's mother came into wake him up. But Kisame wasn't like Itachi said, he wasn't always good. He just did whatever his parents told him too. He didn't have the courage, Itachi had, to stick up to his parents. And he hung out with Itachi because everyday was different, and not once was he bored of hearing about Itachi's plans, or interesting stories.
"And what does your mother call me... oh yeah, the work of the devil, or something like that." Itachi chuckled to himself, and glanced at Kisame, who was starring at the ground. His cheeks turning a darker shade of red, the longer Itachi spoke. Itachi was going to say sorry when he was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Sorry, but am I interrupting something?" A young man asked. He had a name tag and badge on the pocket of his school blazer. Itachi turned and gave the kid an annoyed look. Kisame was grateful for the intrusion and glanced up at the guy.
"No, we were just talking."Kisame said, getting to his feet. Itachi looked at Kisame, and back at the guy at the door. He sighed.
"So, are you my, what should I call it... prison guard?" The young man took his eyes off of Kisame and turned to Itachi and gave him a grin.
"A matter of speaking." The guy folded his arms and stood with his legs out, blocking the entire entrance to the room. "I, Itachi Uchiha, am your prefect. Your personal prefect, and under my watch and supervision are the five students who will be making sure you are in at curfew, and are not doing anything inappropriate." The kid gave a nod, confirming his explanation of who he was. Itachi tilted his head to the side and looked the kid up and down.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" The kid, looked up at Itachi. Startled.
"Sorry?" Itachi stood up and walked up to the kid, he was about a head taller than him. Itachi looked down on him, and read the name tag.
"Bert Sawyer..." Itachi looked the kid in the eyes, and took a step back. The kid was sweating a bit. Bert straightened his tie, and coughed slightly.
"I'm sure you know me from class Itachi. We are in the same grade. I was top of the class-"
"You were... top of the class?" Itachi asked turning around and hopping up on his desk on the other side of the room. Kisame chuckled under his breath, and glanced up at Bert slightly from where he was standing. This should be good. Itachi put his hands down an gripped the edge of his desk, leaning back he raised his eyebrows at the kid. "What happened Bertie?" Bert starred at Itachi for a second, and began to fumble with his tie.
"I didn't come in first in the end. I failed my final science project, which cost a three percent loss in my average. Over all I came in second." Itachi leaned forward.
"Oh, I see. That sounds pretty shitty. But if you were such a good student, why didn't you do your final project, hmm?" Bert glanced at Itachi, and his face started to turn a shade of red.
"I did."
"Sorry, Bert you must speak up, I didn't quite catch that" Bert's face, at this point, was getting angrier every second.
"I DID. You should remember it Itachi. We had to build a diarama of a volcano. One that would erupt with a switch. Mine was incredible, not only did it erupt, but it actually heated up too. It was the best work I ever made. And someone decided to mess with it, the night before. Decided to toss a stink bomb in it to go off when i tested it before class. It exploded in my face, and everyone had to evacuate the school." Itachi stared at him, innocently. Kisame tried to hide his laughter, he knew it was Itachi that ruined the project last year. It was probably the only thing Itachi ever got away with. Until now. Kisame assunmed this Bert remembered it was Itachi who demolished his project, and that's why he took the liberty to be the one who would make Itachi's senior year here a living hell. Itachi would find a way around it. "The teacher thought I had something to do with it, and you had such a nice alibiy." Bert looked at Kisame, and gave him a dirty look. Kisame guessed the kid didn't like him either. He shrugged. "You're just lucky you have such a good student as a friend Itachi. Or you would of been expelled for sure." Bert straightened his tie, and turned to the door. "Oh and by the way, you should be in your uniform already. Openning ceramonies start in 15 minutes. If you're late I'll make sure Principal Rickor here's about it. I may just slip in that you were doing something innapropriate. You only have three missconducts to spare, Itachi, I wouldn't waste one on teh first day of school" Bert looked back over his shoulder and gave Itachi a smug look. Itachi looked as if he were going to jump at him, and destroy the kid right then and there, but Kisame stood up quickly and placed his hand on Itachi's shoulder making sure he didn't do anything stupid. Bert smirked and left the room.
"What the Fuck was that?" Itachi shrugged out of Kisame's grip and started to pace the room.
"I guess you better watch your back this year. That kid looks liek he means business." Itachi glarred up at Kisame. He wasn't impressed. This school year was going to suck if he didn't figure something out.
I know we didn't see Deidara in this chapter, but until I get them to meet. One chapter's going to be about Itachi and then the next one, Deidara. So Deidara is up nect :D
