My Story
By: Silverwolf
I'm sixteen, raven haired, onyx eyed, I'm popular and obsessed over, but enough about that. How about a trip to know who I really am? And just so you know the name is Sasuke Uchiha. I have a mother, father, and a brother. But this isn't about them. Unless I feel the need to mention them. Now on with my show from history until now.
I was born to a workaholic father, he's a police chief and a very loving stay-at-home mother. I said before I have a brother. He's considered an absolute genius, my older brother Itachi. So not the point. Now on with the point.
I can remember when I was young playing in my room a lot with my mother taking care of all the house chores. There was school, homework, and well my share of chores. I can say my father loved me in his own ight, but he never had much time for any of us.
I spent a lot of time playing outside when I wasn't playing in my room. Oh and then there were the martial arts lessons. I can't say I didn't enjoy them, especially when I saw Itachi put our sensei down along one of the floor mats. That was crazy exciting.
When I was eight we used to live next to a dude that was eleven years older than my older brother. He looked like he could split a guy's head in a heartbeat. His name was Kisame Hoshigaki. There was also a platinum blonde my age... Suigetsu Hozaki. I don't know if they were actually related, but they acted like brothers. One a few nights a month I got to see this tiny golden topped boy. He mostly even avoided touching our fence. I think he was afraid of both me and my brother. Despite that I still tried to get his attention. Though he never answered me. Some nights he was beat up.
After awhile Itachi started college early. My mother got a job in data entry even though we didn't need the money. Money is something my family has. I think Itachi really liked college. But when I didn't spend a couple of nights in a college classroom, brought along by my older brother I was alone in the house.
All the time I spent alone kind of made me quite independent. I learned to cook and clean up after myself with ease. I stayed ahead of everyone else in my class. And even got to know Suigetsu a bit. Though I can't say everything he did was exactly legal.
At twelve he gave me my first drink. It made me gag. He laughed like a possessed person that night. The redhead that lived across from us was also my age, but she had a nasty habit I couldn't stand. Karin smoked cheap cigarettes she stole out of her older sisters's purse. Tayuya wasn't a pleasant to be around either. Enough about them this is my story.
One night someone accused my parents of leaving me alone too often for me to be taken care of properly. I was only thirteen. My father knew a judge. And instead of the great police chief ever seeing the inside of a court room over neglecting his youngest son I became an emancipated minor. Though he now had to send me so much a month to survive on.
My first place was a dump. I lived in one-room apartment and shared a half-bathroom with the neighbor next door. Turns out he had quite the street reputation, and he knew my brother from college. So I kind of had someone else looking out for me. I took what I knew of cooking to get a part-time job in a upscale restaurant. At first the guy wasn't convinced I'd be worth much because I was so young. I proved him wrong rather swiftly.
I learned rather swiftly I not only had the skill in the kitchen but I also had skill in management. The guy rather liked the fact I didn't give up easily. He taught me a lot more than I could've learned experimenting in my mother's kitchen anyway. Also he'd let me either make myself food for later or would accidentally make more than he needed so there'd be some for me to take home. Yeah, you can say he kind of adopted me. I also learned through him I liked theater acting, so it became a hobby.
By the time I was fourteen the geezer i'd learned so much from in the kitchen died. I soon learned he was loaded. Imagine the surprise of everyone else to learn that a man with no family left his restaurant and fortune to a young teenager. Needless to say I moved out of the crappy space I called mine and into a flat above the most upscale restaurant of it's time.
I can honestly say it hasn't lost it's popularity with me in charge. I love the place. And I can honestly say I didn't expect for a vagabond to walk straight into me one day. Also I could never forget the look he gave me. It was like he was broken... and obviously terrified. He carried a duffel bag like a make-shift backpack. So it was obvious he was abandoned with time.
At first I was pretty angry. But when I watched his cobalt eyes fall shut something made me worry. I can't explain how I got drawn to a stranger. Nor can I explain the time I spent waiting for him to wake up.
I know I left him with a lot of explaining to do. As he answered my questions his fear seemed to consume him. Out of sympathy I offered for him to sleep on the couch, at least then I'd able to make sure he paid his debt. He seemed a bit child-like when he asked for a stuffed dog from the duffel bag. The funny thing is that only made me want him more.
Funny how things turn out. Two years later I'm doing well and he's still at my side. His name is Naruto Uzumaki, and without him I think I wouldn't be able to survive. In return for his love I'm his protector. Mostly because I think as sleep calls to him so does his haunting past. I still don't know all of it yet. Even though I've seen tattoo. It funny because everything he does still makes me have to catch my breath. He's my happy fox and I won't give him up to anyone. Remember that when if you want to come knocking on my door asking for him.
A/N: In case it's not clear enough this chapter is in Sasuke's POV. Thanks for reading.
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