Love Of The Poor Chapter 4: The Uniform, a naruto fanfic

Chapter 4! Please enjoy!

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We both stood there for awhile. Just looking at each other.

"I see you look well." Father stated.

I nodded. "Mother is still ill."

He nodded. "I supposed she was."

I clenched my fist. "Why did you throw Mother out when she was unwell?"

Father began writing on a piece of paper, his glasses were the same as I remembered them. Resting above his nose.

"She didn't do well enough in raising you." He looked up. "She encouraged you to run away."

I glared at him. "She encouraged me to not always follow orders."

"And that has made you both a strong man and a weak man." Father replied.

I clenched my fist again.

"And how is your brother?" Father asked.

"The one with long hair?" I asked.

Father looked up with a bland expression. "What other brothers do you have, Sasuke?"

I looked around at his book shelves. "I'm sorry Father but you have greatly misunderstood."

He looked up once again. "How so?"

"The one you talk of is my sister. I believe that she has no chest, long hair, cooks for us and even bids me a farewell as I go out the door." I smirked.

Father stared at me. "Be serious, Sasuke." He looked down again.

"Oh but I am. He's the perfect housewife. In fact, I believe he's gay with the guy living next to us. They make an awful lot of noise at night."

Father looked up. "Sasuke." He started. "I am asking about your brother. Not his life, the way he looks, what he does or his sexuality."

"It always did feel weird hearing you say the word sexuality without any change in tone." I said back.

"Be serious Sasuke or I-"

"Or you what?" I asked. "You'll throw me out of your house? Well I'm sorry Father but I'm the only hope for you now to continue this company after your death."

Father looked at me and then back to his papers as he resumed writing. "Your room is where it once was before. You may go."

x x x

I was in my room. And it looked as if it hadn't changed one bit. There was still that drawing on the wall that Itachi had done when we were younger.

I sighed. I told myself that I wouldn't take another step in this house. And here I was, in my old room, trying to fit in again due to some rather complicated circumstances.

As I was thinking, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." I said as I was looking at a photo of the family together. It was one of those tacky formal ones with the plain backgrounds.

A maid came in and I scoffed. "Father still keeps people such as you." I said to myself. "It's an awful waste to work for just one man."

The maid smiled, "That may be." She said as she rested the laundry basket on her hip. "But your father is a powerful man. And a great one at times."

I chuckled, "You obviously haven't been here for long."

She frowned and then forgot the conversation as she held up a uniform. It was horrible. I knew it would happen, but really?

A uniform to the rich kid school.

I groaned. This was going to be hell. I absolutely didn't want to go there.

The maid gave a look of satisfaction. "Class starts tomorrow for you. If you'll excuse me."

x x x

What can I say? It was tomorrow.

"Sasuke." Father said as I began walking out the doors.

I looked back at him, "Yes, Father?"

"Behave yourself."

I sighed, nodded and proceeded to slowly get into the car that would drive me.

"What? No helicopter today?" I teased.

The guy grunted and resumed driving to the school.

And then... I arrived. I could hear squealing and loud talking voices.

I sighed as I opened the car handle and stepped outside to be greeted by a crowd of people watching me. I sighed. I hated rich kids.

"Uchiha Sasuke!" A guy called. It was Daisuke, Curly Fry, as Naruto would call him.

I glanced at him, "What do you want?"

"Listen man. Yesterday, I was a jerk-"

"Right you are. If you think I'm going to forgive you then you are wrong." I replied as I began to walk off.

"Hey, Sasuke!" I heard Naruto's voice.

I turned to see Naruto, Gaara next to him.

I nodded to them. "Hey. Did you have to have a little chat with whoever's looking after you guys?"

Gaara nodded and groaned as if he was re living the moment. "My brother kept showing me these gay skits with his puppets. I could have honestly killed myself."

Naruto nodded after. "My dad has banned ramen from my life for a fortnight!"

"Mine just sent me to my room after a few of comments on Itachi." I smirked.

Naruto laughed as he gestured to the huge building of the school. "You guys ready?"

I looked up at the building. "Hell no."

Gaara nodded. "Even if I was a rich kid before, doesn't mean I ever wanted to go to a school like this."

I sighed. "And the girls. Guys, we're from the three most successful companies in the world. Our lives are now fucked."

"Dude." Naruto said as he looked to me, "They already were!"