Akatsuki boarding school
Chapter 1
“Ring!!” The alarm clock started ringing. A 15 year old boy with long black hair glared at the clock as he set it off.
‘6.00 am…. Seems that the day has come’.
He stood up and headed to his drawer to pick up a pair of black pants and a black T-shirt. Then he went to the bathroom to have his everyday shower. 25 minutes later he walked out, fully dressed and his hair was caught up in a loose ponytail.
He stood up in front of another room’s door and knocked… No answer. The teen sighed and entered the room only to see a younger boy, for about 13 years old, with medium black hair spiked in the back, sleeping heavily.
The teenager shook gently the kid’s shoulder. “Sasuke…” he spoke. The kid was still sleeping but changed his side while mumbling something in his sleep.
“Wake up, foolish little brother.” The teen spoke in a more demanding tone. Still the kid was asleep, so with a
swift motion, he threw away his brother’s white sheets, to earn a yell from his now awake brother.
“Dammit, Itachi you bastard!” “…” was the response Itachi gave. He turned around to leave but he suddenly felt his brother's hand grabbing his preventing him from moving. “It’s time isn’t it?” Sasuke asked with a slightly worried look on his face. “Hn” Itachi answered, when he left the room, leaving Sasuke to get dressed.
As he made his way to the kitchen he couldn’t help but worry a bit, when he saw four suitcases on the hall. After all, he would leave his house with his brother to attend high school (and in his brother case middle school) in a boarding school far away from his home, in another city.
It seemed like yesterday to him, when his parents announced him that he would go there, because the educational level was higher than his school’s. He couldn’t help but have a slight look of happiness, that day, on his usually emotionless face. After all he would leave his village, something that he has always dreamed of.
However he went through a small research, on this so called boarding school. After a lot of study he found out that it wasn’t just a boarding school. Parents who didn’t want the kids with them for various reasons could send their children there, leaving them until the kids turned 18, so they would be on their own. It was more like an orphanage because of the fact that it actually worked as an orphanage providing home to many orphans, who of course had relatives to pay for their residence.
He already knew that his parents despised him for being so emotionless, cold and cruel towards other people, yet he had no idea why Sasuke had to come too. Apparently having kids and raising them wasn’t in his parents’ plans.
He walked into the kitchen without even throwing a look at his mother who was cooking something at the moment.
“Itachi… is Sasuke coming yet?” she asked without removing her eyes from her cooking.
“Hn” was everything Itachi said. That was how he mostly answered when people were referring to him. He started eating his breakfast quietly.
“Morning mom!” Sasuke said as he walked into the kitchen, grabbing a seat as far away from Itachi as possible. He, of course, has been informed about the real reasons of their department by Itachi, but he didn’t believe him. Well they never actually had a good relationship let alone trusting each other.
“Good morning Sasuke…Are you ready for the big day” his mother spoke with fake enthusiasm in her voice . “Yeah, I guess so…” Sasuke answered with a worried look on his face.
Itachi merely shrugged as he finished his breakfast, to head back to his room for the last time in the upcoming years, to check and see if he wanted to take anything else with him.
He looked at his ancestor’s scrolls that he have found, yet kept them secretly without informing anybody else and sighed deeply.
Uchiha Madara the founder of the Uchiha clan (which was himself part of) and the only person Itachi has ever admired in his life. Of course he has never met him in person, since Madara was killed before he was even born, yet he had found his scrolls where everything was
written by him, mostly referring to himself and his life. Itachi would never say it, but Uchiha Madara was the only person he would have respect for. Also he felt him as the only thing connecting him with the clan. If only he was alive…
He decided he would take the scrolls with him, so he placed them carefully in his backpack. He then gave his room a last glance and left heading to the front yard where he would have to say goodbye.
His and Sasuke’s suitcases were already there and his mother was suffocating Sasuke into a bear hug while kissing his forehead, goodbye. His father noticed Itachi’s arrival and stared at him coldly. Itachi didn’t change his expression, yet shot his father a death glare.
“Mother…father” Itachi said as he looked each of them separately. It was his own way of saying goodbye, without useless, in his opinion, words.
His mother has finally release a heavy-breathing Sasuke. “Goodbye Sasuke, Itachi, we love you…”
Itachi kept his cold face, picked up his suitcases and headed to the now arrived bus that would take them at their new home: ‘Mrs. Standmey’s academy’.
Sasuke walked behind him, carrying his own suitcases, reaching the bus too. The driver took care of their suitcases, as the brothers got inside and sitting down on the bus seats.
After a minute or two the bus started moving, as Sasuke was staring out of the window and Itachi was lost in his own thoughts
‘6.00 am…. Seems that the day has come’.
He stood up and headed to his drawer to pick up a pair of black pants and a black T-shirt. Then he went to the bathroom to have his everyday shower. 25 minutes later he walked out, fully dressed and his hair was caught up in a loose ponytail.
He stood up in front of another room’s door and knocked… No answer. The teen sighed and entered the room only to see a younger boy, for about 13 years old, with medium black hair spiked in the back, sleeping heavily.
The teenager shook gently the kid’s shoulder. “Sasuke…” he spoke. The kid was still sleeping but changed his side while mumbling something in his sleep.
“Wake up, foolish little brother.” The teen spoke in a more demanding tone. Still the kid was asleep, so with a
swift motion, he threw away his brother’s white sheets, to earn a yell from his now awake brother.
“Dammit, Itachi you bastard!” “…” was the response Itachi gave. He turned around to leave but he suddenly felt his brother's hand grabbing his preventing him from moving. “It’s time isn’t it?” Sasuke asked with a slightly worried look on his face. “Hn” Itachi answered, when he left the room, leaving Sasuke to get dressed.
As he made his way to the kitchen he couldn’t help but worry a bit, when he saw four suitcases on the hall. After all, he would leave his house with his brother to attend high school (and in his brother case middle school) in a boarding school far away from his home, in another city.
It seemed like yesterday to him, when his parents announced him that he would go there, because the educational level was higher than his school’s. He couldn’t help but have a slight look of happiness, that day, on his usually emotionless face. After all he would leave his village, something that he has always dreamed of.
However he went through a small research, on this so called boarding school. After a lot of study he found out that it wasn’t just a boarding school. Parents who didn’t want the kids with them for various reasons could send their children there, leaving them until the kids turned 18, so they would be on their own. It was more like an orphanage because of the fact that it actually worked as an orphanage providing home to many orphans, who of course had relatives to pay for their residence.
He already knew that his parents despised him for being so emotionless, cold and cruel towards other people, yet he had no idea why Sasuke had to come too. Apparently having kids and raising them wasn’t in his parents’ plans.
He walked into the kitchen without even throwing a look at his mother who was cooking something at the moment.
“Itachi… is Sasuke coming yet?” she asked without removing her eyes from her cooking.
“Hn” was everything Itachi said. That was how he mostly answered when people were referring to him. He started eating his breakfast quietly.
“Morning mom!” Sasuke said as he walked into the kitchen, grabbing a seat as far away from Itachi as possible. He, of course, has been informed about the real reasons of their department by Itachi, but he didn’t believe him. Well they never actually had a good relationship let alone trusting each other.
“Good morning Sasuke…Are you ready for the big day” his mother spoke with fake enthusiasm in her voice . “Yeah, I guess so…” Sasuke answered with a worried look on his face.
Itachi merely shrugged as he finished his breakfast, to head back to his room for the last time in the upcoming years, to check and see if he wanted to take anything else with him.
He looked at his ancestor’s scrolls that he have found, yet kept them secretly without informing anybody else and sighed deeply.
Uchiha Madara the founder of the Uchiha clan (which was himself part of) and the only person Itachi has ever admired in his life. Of course he has never met him in person, since Madara was killed before he was even born, yet he had found his scrolls where everything was
written by him, mostly referring to himself and his life. Itachi would never say it, but Uchiha Madara was the only person he would have respect for. Also he felt him as the only thing connecting him with the clan. If only he was alive…
He decided he would take the scrolls with him, so he placed them carefully in his backpack. He then gave his room a last glance and left heading to the front yard where he would have to say goodbye.
His and Sasuke’s suitcases were already there and his mother was suffocating Sasuke into a bear hug while kissing his forehead, goodbye. His father noticed Itachi’s arrival and stared at him coldly. Itachi didn’t change his expression, yet shot his father a death glare.
“Mother…father” Itachi said as he looked each of them separately. It was his own way of saying goodbye, without useless, in his opinion, words.
His mother has finally release a heavy-breathing Sasuke. “Goodbye Sasuke, Itachi, we love you…”
Itachi kept his cold face, picked up his suitcases and headed to the now arrived bus that would take them at their new home: ‘Mrs. Standmey’s academy’.
Sasuke walked behind him, carrying his own suitcases, reaching the bus too. The driver took care of their suitcases, as the brothers got inside and sitting down on the bus seats.
After a minute or two the bus started moving, as Sasuke was staring out of the window and Itachi was lost in his own thoughts