«I promise I'll pay you »
Classic…
Sasuke sighed, annoyed by this typic behavior. He didn't know how many times he had heard that sentence. Usually, he would have punched this junkie right in the face. But given he was at school, Sasuke decided to adopt a different strategy.
«No money, no party» He exhaled, putting back the silver bag in his backpack. He turned on his feet but was abruptly blocked by his customer.
«Ok wait, take this »
Sasuke looked at the plastic bag he was being offered, evaluating its content.
Weed
«What the fuck do you want me to do with this crap » He whispered, bothered.
He couldn't seriously think that weed could compare with the purest product on market? Sasuke's chemically compound was the state-of-art drug that everyone dreams to buy. Some were calling it the silver pill but he was calling it his gold mine. After all being an almost orphan and be excellent in chemistry under Orochimaru's guidance allow him the ability to create these pills to survive and pay bills.
«Take it as a down payment. I already promise everyone that I'll bring the stuff tonight. They will pay me at tonight's party, and I'll bring you the rest tomorrow… plus interest. »
Sasuke looked at him, indifferent.
«I'll take it as warranty instead of a down payment. Bring me the wholesum tommorow, plus interest or else your bag of weed might slip through the principal's office. »
The student observed Sasuke , considering the seriousness of his words. He nodded, accepting his deal.
After the Uchiha had given him the bag of the silver pills, the boy came back inside the school, leaving him alone on the roof.
The wind wasn't too strong, just perfect for a spring afternoon. The sun was shining shyly, hidden behind a delicate veil of clouds.
He gazed down at the small bag of weed, somehow lost in his thoughts. He wasn't the biggest fan of potheads or being high but sometimes... He smoked some joints to relax and cope with his life.
But even if he was deeply immersed into the drug dealing system, he hated hard-drugs especially cocaine. He remember Fugaku, his father, one of the most successful business man succumbing to excesses of all kind, cocaine the most dangerous one, his father had climb too high and while he thought he was in the top of the world, everything was crumbling, he just fucked up the life's of his employees and family. His father almost died at the hand of a jealous and also addicted business partners, the worst part was... his beloved older brother was killed instead by mistake. His family had lose wealth, reputation, Itachi, they had lose everything . This event probably didn't help the health condition of his sick mother Mikoto: she died not long after this. He was not a doctor, but Sasuke always suspected that his father's addicted behavior caused his mother to give up on her life. That's why he promised himself to never consume hard-drugs of any sorts, even the one he was manufacturing.
Rule one: Addiction is the first step towards deterioration
Deeply concentrate in his thoughts; he hardly noticed the roof's door opened. Before he could react, the bag he was holding was quickly captured by one hand.
His eyes flickered towards who he thought to be a thief. But, sadly for him, it wasn't an act of robbery.
«Sakura Haruno... » Sasuke acknowledged.
From all the students in school, why did it have to be her. He didn't know or care much about her, except that she used harbor the most annoying and stupid crush on him until he coldly rejected her a few years ago and also that she was the student council's president with the best grades. Therefore, he could't sincerly hope that she'd be forgiving.
«Sasuke-kun, I knew you were a slacker but not a pothead… »She hissed, reproachful.
He stared at her, trying to think of a solution to get him out of this mess. He couldn't risk to be expelled for a bag that wasn't even his.
«Despite your tone, I'm kind of flattered that you still remember me after all these years» He murmured smoothly, chosing the seduction approach.
His deep black eyes narrowed playfully, waiting for her to fall under his charm like every girl eventually does... like she used to do.
But it didn't happen.
«I remember every student here, I'm the student council-. » She replied sharply but was cut by Sasuke.
« … President. I know. And you're doing a wonderful job which I might add » He continued, taking a step closer to her.
She stepped backwards and felt her back touching the roof's fence. Sasuke put his hands on the fence, on either side of hers hips, closing the gap between them. They both gazed at each other, fighting their individual battle.
«If you think you can flirt your way out of this… » She questioned through her teeth.
Sasuke's gaze held her for a long moment, their expectant breath filling the silence.
«And what if I could » He proposed, proud that his plan worked.
Sakura breathed heavily, all signs of humor gone. She held Sasuke's arm, which made him laugh. He still had influence over her.
The nerd fell for me again , what a joke.
But he soon regretted his false assumptions, as he was being propulsed to the ground.
«Now, I suggest that you follow me quietly to the principal's office »
He got suspended for two weeks. That could have been worse. At least he could « work » full time and try to expand his business.
He opened the lights of his apartment and walked towards the room in the back. He composed a numeric code, which unlocked the small room, or what he called his laboratory.
Two hours ago
« You have no emergency contacts in your files, Sasuke Uchiha» The principal Tsunade noticed, turning quickly the pages of his file.
« I don't think that a simple possession of marijuna could be considered as an "emergency" » the Uchiha replied, unconcerned.
« Where's your mother? » The blonde principal asked, slightly annoyed by his behavior
« She's dead » He casually replied.An awkward silence followed his answer.
From the corner of his eye, he sneaked a look at Sakura who was sitting beside him. Even if she was trying to remain composed, he could feel the uneasiness when she changed the position on her chair.
« And your father » Tsunade cautiously suggested.
« He's in the hospital »
« And when will he be out? »He stared at the principal, perfectly calm and unmoved.
« Probably when his lung cancer will kill him »
The Uchiha smirked, recalling the palpable tension that came afterwards. Both the principal and Sakura were at a loss of words. Pity was probably what didn't expel him.
He cautiously filled an Erlenmeyer flask with acid. As he put the container on the hotplate, the face of the girl resurfaced into his mind.
He tried to sweep away the image, but couldn't forget the dark circles under her big green eyes, visibly exhausted of something. It was a rare thing to see in their school, the majority of students being spoiled and happy. He remembers she used to be one of those spoiled and shallow brats, but they never acknowledged each other after his cruel rejection, so he doesn't know anything about her.
Was she hiding a double life, just like him?
Asking the question was answering it. But he decided that he didn't care what she was doing. He had much more things to do than to wonder about school drama.
She was not his problem.