Title: The Poor Think The Rich Always Win
Authoress: BeuitifulDisgrace246
Summary: Naruto's life is great, just living with his sister Hazel in their broken down farmhouse. Sasuke's life is far from normal being extremely hot and someday owning a company worth millions of dollars. What will happen to make these two meet?
Rating: T
Disclaimer: -looks around-…-sees that name doesn't match the owner of the wondrous Naruto…- -cries- THAT'S RIGHT! I DON'T OWN IT! SHUT UP!
Authors Note: If there is ANYTHING you are confused about…a grammar question, a question about the story, (Do any of you ever get what the hell I'm trying to say in my chapters?), or a personal question (Such as…do you take drugs? Well…I can answer that. No. Even though sometimes people question it. Lol.) NE WAYS…if you have any kind of question…I'll answer it for yah, kay?
EDIT: Wow. This chapter sucked very, very badly. If you reviewed this piece of crap, I'm sorry. I FIXED IT THOUGH, SO IT IS NO LONGER CRAP!!! So please feel free to review this…non piece of crap?…yeah. I'll go with that.
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My light…my light…my light…why won't you comply with my every wish? You know how deeply I love that little pure heart of yours…the one that I kept alive to use for me. It's just too pure for me to touch. That is why…you must comply to everything I say. I will destroy every part of you if you don't…except for my weapon…my…pure…light…-----------------
Naruto's POVI don't know what possessed me to wait so long to treat my badly bleeding wound…
Uchiha…Somehow…I'm still alive. I've heard that if you lose too much blood that there is a definite possibility that you can die. I tried to estimate about how much I had lost…and was utterly confused.
How the hell was I still alive? I had the urge to cough…my throat muscles braced themselves for a cough but…the cough never escaped. I wanted it to escape so badly, because the itching in my throat was driving me insane.
I clutched at my throat, not tight enough to choke, but enough to keep the itching from becoming too much to take. Standing, I scratched my way down the hall. Searching for someone that should be there.
A nurse.
My ears sensed the clip-clop of high heels up ahead so I pushed myself hard, harder, (NOT HARD ENOUGH!), to where someone was and latched onto the ankle that was connected to the foot that was in a pretty white high-heeled shoe.
I felt her tense up completely at the unexpected contact. "Help…me?…"
I couldn't hold back anymore. I didn't know how I had survived without help for this long…but now…I just had to give in.
I just had to…
I heard her almost gag when she spotted the blood that I could feel. A squirming feeling bubbled up inside of me, because my blood was warming me up on the outside but making me cold inside. Too much loss was never a good thing…
My eyes tried to stay open to just see one more thing before their impending doom…
I tried so hard…I pushed myself to end up here…
What does it matter?
What…
What the hell does it matter?
My eyes closed completely.
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Sasuke's POVI still wasn't fully awake…but my body knew that I had slept in the wrong position last night. I could already feel the 'cracks' of the bones and muscles that had endured the pain of being squeezed up for so long during the night. They were trying to push their way out; and I finally complied with their wishes.
This morning feels exceptionally odd. Here I am: still sitting in this chair, still in Takuto's room, and still worried. I coughed heavily, sticky mucus resting in my mouth from my jolt of sickness.
There is an aching need within my head…my nose is running so steadily, it's as if I'm swallowing snot, my throat is so scratchy that I'm starting to doubt I will be able to talk again, and the joints in my body feel as if they haven't been moved for months.
I can't believe I'm so sick. 'I have been in the hospital for the past few days though…hospitals are generally a breeding ground for germs.'
I leaned back in my chair, the top legs of the chair sticking up. This was a habit that I had acquired when I was trying to focus on something. I had perfect control over the chair.
I wasn't always as good at balancing as I am now though; I can remember countless times when I fell and banged my back up a bit.
'Fortunately, that hasn't happened in…what…5 years?' I placed the tops legs of the chair back on the floor and rested my legs.
Sighing, I laid my neck on the very back of the chair, eyes still wishing they were closed. I decided I would close them and lift up the legs of the chair yet again. My body felt at ease and I slowly drifted off into sleep…
BAM!
I fell backwards.
How could that have happened?
So much for being a master…-----------------
Naruto's POVI blinked once. Twice. Three times. 'Where am I?'
My eyes felt rigid against the soft skin of my cheeks. I cringed every time I had to blink.
My eyes opened wider, and I discovered I was in a hospital bed.
My mind started to go through the process of fully waking up. I gritted my teeth as I tried to stand.
When I tried to move my leg…
Ow…I groaned in pain. My mind flashed back to when a wooden-steak had unceremoniously dipped through the two main bones in my leg. I shivered as I remembered every detail…every feeling I experienced as it was happening…I didn't want to think anymore about it.
I moved my wounded leg a little and found that no more blood was leaking from it.
I sighed with relief. Bringing a hand to my face, I ran it all along my forehead, my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my chin…and my hand captured the tears that were escaping from my groggy eyes.
I was crying…crying so hard. I just feel…so…helpless! 'Am I the only one? Is there someone else out there experiencing the same pain as I am?' I stared long at the hands that were collecting the tears my hunched form was producing. I just kept on crying.
'Am I so alone that I must cry in pity for myself? Is it…Hazel? Is it because she is gone? Is it because…I should be gone…but I'm not?' I grimaced as I noticed my wound was healing.
I gripped my inflamed cheeks with both hands and squeezed them, then touched the tips of my fingers to the crease at the end of my eyelids. I don't even want to stop crying! So confused…tortured…but…why?
The tears won't stop but… I'm glad.
Oh…I need help. I don't know why…I just…do.
Who is going to help me?
I just keep crying and thinking…help me…don't help me…help me…don't help me…help me…
Do…NO! Don't help me…
Do I really need help?
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Sasuke's POVThe first thing I thought when I heard that sickening "pop"was: 'did I break my spine? Am I going to live?'
Not shortly after…I was blinded by a wave of pain that started from my back and ran up and down throughout my whole entire body. I was fully regretting leaning back in my chair when I was sleepy.
'Damn it…why was I granted with such back luck!' The blood surging toward my head made me extremely dizzy. I realized why: my feet had been up over my head for longer than would normally be considered healthy.
With my back hurting like hell, I scrambled to turn around and sit normally before anyone saw my current state…
Why didn't I realize the chuckles coming from the doorway sooner? I blushed an insane red color when I realized that the nurse that was laughing at me. She had probably been eyeing my boxers while I was flipped over…
I tried to play it cool and not think about how hard the nurse was laughing, implying, "Why are you here? Do you need something?" She stopped laughing, but just for a second and replied; "I heard a loud crash coming from this room, so I came to check it out!"
I could tell that this chipper and extremely annoying nurse was battling for inner control. She was probably laughing hysterically on the inside! I didn't want to allow any more slip-ups while the nurse was around, so I took on my brooding mask and stared blankly at her.
Lowering my voice to a deadly accurate tone, I replied sarcastically, "Well, as you can see, everyone is fine here." My voice did nothing to deter the spontaneous nurse. "Okay then! Well, if you need anything else, just holler!" As the nurse was about to leave, she added with a smirk, "Oh and by the way…cute boxers!" She giggled to herself and left the room in a swift movement, pink hair swinging behind her.
My face heated up until it was practically glowing red.
"Damn nurses…sneaking up on you at the worst moments…"
Long after the nurse left, my face was still splashed with a very very bright red.
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Naruto's POVMy eyes are still steadily releasing tears, and I just can't bring myself to stop. Somehow, I feel almost happy that I'm crying…but at the same time, I hate it.
A light flashed before my eyes…a heavenly light…
Is it a light to take me away?
…
' I don't want to be saved!'
' Who is deciding my fate?'
"Aughahahahahaha-hah hah hah hah hah!"
Tears halted from flowing down my face. 'Was that…laugher? That's impossible! There's no one here!' I looked cautiously through hallway where my hospital bed is currently stationed. 'I don't see anyone…'
A lone tear traveled down my face.
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Sasuke's POVI tried to take a deep breath…but something was stopping me. I sneezed, and my current state hit me with a rush. I was dreadfully sick. I tried to yawn, but was stopped from finishing by a severe burning in my back.
The pain circulating through my back was so intense, that I had to take my breaths in short, choked gasps. If I were to take a deep breath, it would only result in a pounding to ricochet throughout my body.
Twitching, I came to the realization that I couldn't move. Moving as slowly and cautiously as I could, I slowly lifted the chair off of the ground. My hand came in contact with the lever on the side of the chair that expanded into a sort of bed.
Tensing up my muscles, I lifted myself up onto my "bed" relaxing slightly at the plush cushioning. I sighed, not missing the electric jolt of pain I was sent from doing such a simple human act.
My body really needed to sleep. All of my aching body parts were screaming "GO TO SLEEP! GO TO SLEEP! GO TO SLEEP!" I only complied only because of my hope that I would feel better when I woke up. I drifted off into a vision that had been plaguing me all day. Dreaming about this vision, I was soon fast asleep.
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Not long after one Uchiha fell asleep, another Uchiha opened his eyes for the first time in a very long time. Murder was ridden deep within his trademark Uchiha eyes. Something must have possessed him, because this Uchiha was supposed to of died a long time ago…
The Uchiha's hospital door creaked open. One Uchiha was leaving…and another Uchiha was still sleeping on a chair…
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HAH! How smart am I to be able to think of such a devious plan! I need to use them so I can live dear light…don't whimper! He will be dead very soon! Don't yell out…for these ears do not hear your yells! So glorious to have finally made contact with the other world…how glorious…
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A/N: -gasp- Well, well, well! What do we have here? THE PLOT THICKENING? My gosh…that's AMA-ZA-ZING! Lots of mysterious things will be happening…
I have noticed a lot of you catching on to some little hints here and there…and you probably don't even know it!! Buwahaha…But don't worry o fabled readers! The end of the story will clear everything up…(or at least I HOPE o.o)
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