Chapter #1: The Uchiha's
I was born on July 3rd, 1997, in the city of Konoha. A real shitty place where prostetutes litter the streets and gang's plauge the towns every alleyway. The current mayor of Konoha is a woman named Tsunade, she's just another loser given a position of power. If you really wanted to, you could find Tsunade at the casino every tuesday. Same as my father, who is unfortunately also a regular.
My house is located on Village avenue, Westside Konoha. I live with my elder sibling Itachi, my mother Mikoto, and my father Fugaku. There poor, disgusting, and trashy just like everybody else on this street.....well, i don't think i should exclude myself from this statement, infact, im probably the worst of them all. Right now im walking up my driveway with blood stained lips and a bruised face. I got in a fight with a jackass named Naruto, he lives three houses away from me and is always trying to beat me up. If I set aside the fact that the kid is a moron, Id feel bad for him cause he can never defeat me.
"Sasuke?" A rough, annoyed voice calls from the front porch and i look up. Leaning up against the railing with a cigarette in his hand is my father, Fugaku. To be honest from this far away i can't tell if it's my father or not. Itachi and him look so alike, it's sickening.
"Who beat you up this time?" He says mockingly and i scoff. "It's nothing-" I shrug off his question as i pass by. But my father won't have this, i can never keep anything away from him.
"Answer my question"
"I get in fights all the time why the fuck should you care?"
"I don't care" He says while calmly taking a drag from his cigarette. "I just don't like the idea of you thinking you can brush me off like you just did" I tremble slightly....my father isn't a patient man, or a kind one. He hits me on a regular basis, and he'll do this for the littlest reason...even avoiding a question.
"Naruto and i got in a scrap, it's no big deal"
"But you look like shit"
"You should see Naruto, he got off much worse"
I walk through my front door and safety make it inside without angering my father. Once i take my shoes off, i examine my house fully....It's a shitty place definitely but not un cared for. My mom doesn't work so she's always trying her best to keep the place clean. The floor boards creak and a filled with termites, but there also clean and smell like washer fluid and lilacs. I gotta give it to my mom, she may smoke dope but she's definitely one hell of a maid.
"Well, look who's home" My mom, a long black haired woman with beautiful ash coloured eyes steps out of the living room and walks towards me with a small grin. She always try s to be so kind to me...i can tell it's hard though.
"Why are you back from school so early?, and what happened to your face?"
"Got in a little bit of a fight with Naruto"
"That kid from down the street? Is he ok?"
"Ya...don't worry, he's still alive. Although he's probably not going to school for the next week or so-"
"Speaking of school..." She glares and crosses her arms. "Why aren't you at it right now?"
"I skipped school today mom" Instantly her eyes blaze with anger...but she doesn't lash out like father would.
"God damnit Sasuke....i PAY for you to go to school, ya know that right?"
"If you don't wanna be there, then drop out and get a job. I have no use in payin for something you don't even use" She turns around and walks back into the living room, I follow her as she exclaims- "I'll never understnad you sasuke. Your so talented and your so smart...but you waste all your potential on usless things like skateboards and cigarettes."
"Everybody in this family smokes" I defend myself. "And skateboarding is an easy way to pass the time"
"Yes, but you could be using that free time to be doing homework instead"
"What?" She sit's on the couch and stares up at my oddly. " Your saying homework is easy?"
"Ya" She scoffs the same way i do. "How would you know if it's easy if you never do it?"
"I can just tell, it's to easy. If i can pass school without ever being there, what does that say about me?"
"That your lazy"
"No-" I respond. "It means im so good at school that i never even have to do it." She shrugs her shoulders, then grins. "Well Sasuke, that's an interesting philosophy to say the least, I-"
The phone in my mothers pocket rings. She picks it up and answers while i plop myself on the couch beside her.
"hello?" She asks. While the other voice responds, i see an unopened beer bottle on the floor. It's probably my brothers...he must have left it here hastily when he realized he was late for work. How do i know he was late for work and left it on the floor? Because this is the third time he's done it this week. So, i pick it up, crack open the top, and take a gulp.
"What do you mean?" My mom explains exasperated. "I can't do that Kushina...it's...I-" The voice on the other end cuts her off, and my moms face goes sad.
"Fine Kushina....ok....yes...." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Something is definetly wrong, Kushina is Naruto Uzumaki's mother, and my mom's boss.
"I'll be there in a few moments"
"What's up mom?" She sighs, then stands up. "Kushina needs me to cover her shifts from today till Saturday"
"Seriosuly? But, that means you'll be wroking eight days in a row. Not inclusing your own shifts"
"Yes Sasuke i know, but it's for a good reason"
"What reason is that?"
".....Kushina is pregnant with another child. Naruto is going to have a younger sister"
"Ah, i see." She shrugs. "Well, im off then. See ya.." As she walks away she explains.
"Don't drink to much Sasuke, i hate having to hear you puke in the morning"
"Thanks for the concern" I answer cockily. She's gone, and im about to head up to my room, when something in the hallway stops me....It's my father. He's got the home phone in his had, and i can hear a voice on the other end.
"Yes sir, thank you for telling me this, i'll talk to Sasuke right away.....ok, bye.."
Have you ever had the feeling of dread where you know your caught, and your just waiting for hell to break loose? Ya, this is happening to me right now. Father just found out that i robbed a movie store with my friends Juggo and Suigetsu, dammit....i should have known i would never get away with it.
"Sasuke?" Father glares at me. "Do you know who that was?" I gulp. "A police officer?"
"Yes-" He see's the beer bottle in my hand, frowns, then smacks it out of my hand. The drink splashes onto the ground and I hold my now red wrist.
"First you rob a store, then get in a fist fight, and skip school!!" His screaming makes my anger more prominent.
"I do it all the time!! How is this time any different from the others!!" He doesn't like my attitude, i should blame it on myself really. This is what i get for ticking off an abusive father.
"thwack!" He slams me up against the wall and presses his forearm around my throat. He's about to say something, but I beat him to it...let's just say im in a really daring mood-
"What gives you the right to patronize what i do?!! Your the one who sit's around on your ass and does nothing-"
"thwack" He punches me in the face and i spiral down onto the floor. If i was feeling better i probably wouldn't have been beating with one hit, but this is my second fight today, so i fucked.
"slam!" He cracks his foot into my rib cage and i double over, coughing on old blood and new spit.
"cough cough" I hack a little and try to get back up on my feet. Meanwhile, my Dad rants.
"I don't know what has come over you lately Sasuke, but you got no fucking right to talk to me like that!!" He kicks me again and i fall back to my previous position. "Your such a piece of shit, i can't belive you!!"
"You can't just-" Once again im cut off. The door opens, and Itachi walks through. He's wearing a basic large black sweater, and torn up jeans that look as if there two years old....when he see's us. The look on his face deepens into concern.
"Jesus dad!" He rushes forward, and steps between father and I. "Fuck off Itachi, this is none of your business!!" Nii-san won't back down though....Itachi takes a step infront of Dad. Now, both are challenging each other. Im expecting a fist fight any second now.
"Leave him be, youv'e made your point" Itachi is very calm, unbelievably calm actually. It's rather unsetaling how mature Itachi can be while faced with stressful situations.
"Get out of my way Itachi-"
"No" He responds politely.
"....." Thankfully, dad backs off and makes his way to the livingroom. "Your lucky he's here to save your ass Sasuke!!"
Itachi sighs. "Are you ok? You look like shit" Itachi helps me up off the ground and examines my bloody and brusied face closely.
"it's not all from father, im fine."
"From who else?" I scoff, damn he can be so intuitive sometimes....
"Naruto, i got in a fight with him today."
"Well, go clean yourself up. I have to search for a new job"
"Let's just say my boss didn't like my lateness....and my attitude"
"Ya, he was being a dick like usual and i told him that if he thought he could do my job better that he should get off his ass and do it"
"Not when your fired" He shrugs his shoulders and heads up stares to his room.