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This is Not a Game [Complete]	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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So, without further ado... the next chapter.

Meet the Uchiha's

The small form of a pale raven haired teen in an over sized t-shirt and boxers, was crouched on the edge of a bed hovering over what could pass as his twin, only older. Seventeen year old Sasuke Uchiha was poised, and ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. His onyx eyes focused intently on his target.

His unsuspecting older brother, Itachi, lay on his back, one hand resting on his slowly rising and falling chest. The other stretched to the side and filled with shaving cream.

The two had a strange, relationship. Though it was frowned upon in the Uchiha family, the brothers were openly affectionate with each other. They must have taken after their mother. She was only Uchiha by marriage, therefore she displayed her emotions unlike her husband who hid them like a true Uchiha, though he did slip on occasion around his family.

Despite their five year age difference, never had two brothers been so close. They did everything together, starting the day Sasuke was born. Itachi even took his little brother to university parties, and often went to Sasuke's parent teacher interviews in the place of their parents. The only thing they didn't share was significant others, not that either of them had one.

A quiet chuckle reverberated through the younger ravens' chest as he watched his older brother in his last moments of peaceful slumber. A few months ago, Itachi had pulled prank on his baby brother involving water balloons and silly string. The incident had triggered a friendly war between the two. The score currently stood at fourteen- thirteen in Itachi's favour, and Sasuke was simply evening the score.

Reaching out his arm, he brought a single feather to the oblivious mans nose, and tickled. Just as planned, the shaving cream filled hand made contact with the sleeping man's face, splattering the substance over his face, hair, and pillow.

Leaping from the bed, Sasuke bolted out the door as an enraged roar filled the house.

"SASUKE!" The older Uchiha gave chase, ignoring the fact he was only wearing pyjama bottoms, his long raven hair flying behind him. "You are so dead when I catch you otouto!" cried Itachi as he followed his baby brother into the kitchen. He loved the boy to death, but the little brat was going to pay. The two proceeded to play a game of cat and mouse as Itachi continued to chase Sasuke around the island in the middle of the kitchen.

Their mother, though amused at their antics, was shouting at them to stop, while waving a wooden spoon at them. She smacked them lightly as they occasionally past her in their game of tag. She was pleased her sons got along so well, most of her friends complained bitterly about the rivalry between their children.

Finally, faking left, Itachi managed to tackle his mischievous brother from the right and take him to the floor. Securing the young teens hands above his head with one hand, and straddling his waist, Itachi began to mercilessly tickle his little brother with his free hand.

"Aniki, stop!" shrieked the pinned teen as he writhed in agony on the floor. Only his brother could get away with torturing him by tickling.

"Enough." The gruff voice of their father cut through the air as he entered the kitchen, newspaper in hand. He may have sounded serious, but they could see the small smile on his face. He walked over and pecked his wife on the cheek. "Good morning."

"Morning sweetheart." Mikoto walked over to her sons, pulling Itachi off her youngest. "You boys," she scolded and shook her head. Grabbing a dish towel, she gently wiped off the shaving cream that was now running down her elder sons face. "What am I going to do with the two of you?" When she was done she wandered back to the food cooking on the stove.

Laughing, Itachi offered a hand to his brother, and hauled him to his feet. "Foolish otouto," he whispered low enough that their parents couldn't hear. "You know I will get you back for this." He chuckled darkly when Sasuke swallowed nervously, before lightly smacked his bare chest.

"Ever heard of clothes nii-san?" He grinned when Itachi rolled his eyes.

"Breakfast is ready," Mikoto called cheerfully. "Everybody up to the table to eat." She carried a large plate of pancakes and sausages to the table as her sons scrambled to their seats. "Eat up," she said, kissing each of her boys on the temple before making her way to her own chair.

"You know that's disgusting right," said Itachi, wrinkling his nose in disgust. His little brother only stuck his tongue out before popping ketchup cover pancake into his mouth. "What you do for the love of tomatoes," sighed the long haired raven, rolling his eyes and shaking his head.

The breakfast conversation was pleasant and light. Their father, Fugaku, directed questions at them occasionally while he read the morning paper and sipped his coffee. "Mikoto dear," he said to his wife. "Thank you for the wonderful breakfast. It was perfect as usual. We must get to work though."

She looked over at the clock on the stove. "Oh dear, you're right. You two better run and shower," she said with an amused glance at her eldest. "You two are going to be late at this rate."

The two young ravens practically inhaled their food, and hurried off to get ready for the day ahead. Both jumped into the showers in their respective ensuites.

After towel drying his hair, Sasuke watched in amazement as his hair in the back began to spike out, while his long bangs framed his face. "I'll never understand how it does that," he murmured in awe. As long has he could remember his hair had defied all laws of gravity. As one boy in third grade had pointed out, it looked like a duck butt, but a sexy duck butt.

He wandered into his brothers' room in just a towel and began to search through the open closet.

"What are you looking for?"

Sasuke turned to see his boxer clad brother walk into the room while using his towel to wring the excess water out of his long hair. "Your black skinny jeans with the white stitching on the back pockets." He turned back to the closet and resumed his search.

"Far right," was all the elder Uchiha said heading to his bed to grab his own clothes he had already set out.

"Thanks." Finding the pair he was looking for, Sasuke headed for the door throwing a promise to return them over his shoulder at Itachi who was already dressed, and pulling his hair back into his usual low ponytail.

"Roll the bottom of the pant legs please," Itachi called after his brothers retreating back. Itachi was still a few inched taller than Sasuke, but the young raven was catching up fast. "I don't want them coming back ruined."

Giving a non committal grunt, Sasuke headed back to his own room. He pulled on the borrowed jeans as well as his favourite tight dark purple t-shirt with a white dragon curling around his right side and a sleeveless black hoodie. Itachi came through his door with an eyebrow raised.

"Who you trying to impress?" the elder raven questioned, a mischievous glint in his eye. His gaze wandered over his younger brother. The boy looked hot.

"Hmm?" Sasuke looked up from adjusting his studded belt. "Oh, no one, just felt like looking good today." The teen would never say it, but he was very self conscious and worked hard on his appearance. The only down side was his fan girls. Over half the population of girls in his school belonged to his fan club, and they constantly stalked, mobbed, and groped him.

"Come on," Itachi jokingly begged. "Who's the lucky lady?" He chuckled when Sasuke rolled his eyes and punched him in the arm playfully. He knew full well that Sasuke was gay, though the boy had only come out to Itachi so far.

"Haha... you're hilarious Itachi," he said dryly. "Have you even picked a team yet?"

The day he had come out to Itachi had been mentally taxing. He had spent hours working up the nerve to talk to his older brother, half an hour was spent sitting in front of Itachi, his mouth opening and closing over and over again without him saying a word. In the end he blurted it out, all Itachi had said was, 'oh, that's all? So what, I'm bi.' Since that day four years ago, Sasuke had never been afraid to tell his older brother anything again.

Itachi slung an arm around Sasuke's shoulder. "Not as of yet, still looking for the right person." He loved the fact he could joke around with Sasuke without the boy throwing a fit. He pulled the smaller raven out the door with him. "So, want a ride to school?"

"You give me a ride everyday aniki," he muttered as they stumbled down the stairs and to the front door. Itachi preferred to make sure his precious baby brother made it to school safely every day after a few incidents had taken place.

One time while he had been walking to school, a soccer mom had pulled over to the side of the road and tried to drag the poor teen into her van. The terrified fourteen year old had run to the closest restaurant and locked himself in the bathroom. He called Itachi who sprinted out of his class in the middle of a test and found Sasuke holed up in a stall shaking like a leaf, barely able to hold in his tears.

Unfortunately, many drastic attempts had been made to obtain the youngest Uchiha's attention. This of course led the young boy to be extremely distrustful of people and close off his emotions. In fact, Sasuke never showed emotion to anyone except his own family. Even then he was still distant with his parents. The only one he ever truly open with was his brother. On the other hand, Itachi was social, and tried to coax his little brother out of his shell.

After pulling on their shoes, they made their way out to Itachi's black convertible. The top was up, it was too cold to be down since it was just after New Years. They chatted amiably as they drove, but also complained about going back to school. It was the first day back after winter holidays.

Sasuke's pocket vibrated loudly. He reached in and dug out his cell phone. Flipping it open, he found it was a message from his friend Neji.

Neji: Where are you? You said you'd be here early.

Sasuke: On my way, be there in less than five.

Neji: Let me guess. One of you pranked the other, therefore you're late.

Sasuke: I'm not late, I'm just later than I said I'd be.

Neji: Just get here already. I'm freezing and I think Gaara is going to kill someone.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and tucked his phone back into his pocket.

Just as promised, they pulled up in front of Sasuke's school less than five minutes later. Itachi smiled and waved at Sasuke's two friends waiting patiently for him on the front steps. "I'll see you later otouto," said Itachi pulling Sasuke into a hug.

"Thanks for the ride nii-san," Sasuke said, eagerly returning the hug. "Will you pick me up after school today." He scowled when the older raven pulled back and poked him in the forehead.

"Not today Sasuke," he said with regret. "I have a meeting with one of my professors, but maybe tomorrow."

"Okay." Sasuke struggled to hide his disappointment as he gathered his belongings and exited the car.

He'd never tell his brother, but he loved when Itachi picked him up after school, it meant they'd hang out for a bit before going home. It was rare to not see the older Uchiha's car in front of the school as soon as the bell rang at two thirty. As much as Itachi wanted to protect his little brother, it wasn't always possible for him to be there, but Sasuke's two friends were more than enough protection when they walked him home. "See you later aniki. Have a good day."

"You too." He knew Sasuke was upset they wouldn't be able to spend time together after school as usual, but he'd make it up to him later. Though he wished his little brother would hang out with his own friends once in awhile. It seemed the young teen was becoming more and more anti social, but that could have something to do with the hoards of fan girls that stalked him daily. "Have your friends over after school or something."

Opening the door, Sasuke climbed out of the car. "Maybe, we'll see," he said before shutting the door behind him. He had no intention of having his friends over. He never did unless it was for a project. Even then, he usually went to their place so he could escape whenever he wanted.

Itachi sighed heavily before driving off. He watched his brother in the mirror as he pulled out of the parking lot. "Be careful otouto. I can't always protect you."

Putting on the emotionless mask he wore every day, Sasuke walked up the steps of the school to his friends waiting by the front doors. "Hyuuga, Sabaku." He nodded to each of them.

"You're late," his friend Gaara Sabaku said, his face equally void of anything. The red head never showed emotion, he was colder than the Uchiha. His sea green eyes never betrayed his mood. No one knew much about the mysterious teen other than he was dangerous. He had sent five fellow seniors to the emergency room when they decided to mug the Hyuuga. His whole aura screamed dangerous, and just a simple look sent grown men running.

Neji Hyuuga stood by the red head, his long dark brown hair blowing in the wind. "You know, I envy the relationship you have with your brother," the teen said.

"You don't have a brother Neji," Sasuke said, eyebrow raised.

"Exactly, now come on, let's get you to class before you're attacked," he ground out, motioning to the front doors. The Hyuuga was Sasuke's oldest friend. Both were from upper class families and were often preyed on by desperate fan girls for their money as well as good looks. Neji had that in spades with his long flowing brown hair and lavender eyes so pale they almost looked white. Neither had shown the slightest interest in anyone who had approached them. Neji acted just as emotionless as the other two, but he was more prideful.

Out of the thousand plus students that attended Konoha High, Neji and Gaara were the only two the Uchiha could stand to be around. They managed to fend off almost all the girls at the school and made sure the raven got home on days Itachi couldn't be there.

Before Gaara moved to Konoha at the beginning of the school year, it had just been Neji and Sasuke. The Hyuuga had a harder time keeping the rabid fan girls off his friend. Now that Gaara was around it was easier, most people were afraid that the teen would leave them bloody and broken on the floor if they got too close.

The three together were considered gods in the school. All three were pale, beautiful and unattainable.

"I heard there is a new student," said Neji. "No one seems to know anything though, not even if it's a girl or a guy."

"Why should I care?" Sasuke asked, his voice flat and indifferent. "Since when..."

He was cut off by loud squeals of joy that filled the air. "SASUKE-KUN!" Two blurs rushed towards the small group walking down the hall, one blonde, and one pink. Neji and Gaara both moved simultaneously to stand protectively in front of the disgruntle Uchiha.

The blonde and pink blurs managed to dodge the human shields and latch onto the arms of the now extremely pissed off Sasuke. "Ino, Sakura," he growled. "What do you want?"

"Take me on a date tonight Sasuke-kun," the pinkette called Sakura screeched.

"Why would he take you billboard brow, when he could take me," the blonde yelled. "Sasuke-kun," she cooed, batting her big blue eyes. "Would you help me with my math homework tonight, I just don't understand it."

"As if Ino-pig," shrieked Sakura, her green eyes flashing dangerously. "Sasuke-kun is mine!"

Sasuke scowled, his onyx eyes hardening. As often as he shot the two girls down, they always came back for more. They were two of his biggest fans, and it seemed that not even Gaara could deter them. Any guy in the school would jump at the chance to date them, but to Sasuke, their voices sounded like nails on a chalk board. Not to mention they were missing one key component for him to find them attractive.

The first bell rang, signalling them all to head to class. "Enough," Sasuke snarled, ripping his arms from their grasp. "I'm not interested; get that through your thick skulls already." He stalked down the hall ignoring their pleading, Neji and Gaara hot on his heels.

"I'll never understand what they see in a cold bastard such as you, Uchiha," Neji chuckled as they walked into their first classes. Gaara split off when Neji and Sasuke reached theirs. They took two seats in the back corner, Sasuke against the wall so no girl could sit next to him.

Sasuke put his head down on the desk, determined to ignore the world. He didn't care if he learned or not, chances are he already knew what was going to be taught.

The bell rang once more and everyone took their seats as the teacher walked in, shutting the door behind him. "Okay class, please open your text books to page..." he was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Striding over, the teacher opened the door and spoke to the person outside. After a few minutes he walked back in, a boy trailing behind him. "Class, we have a new student," he announced. "Please introduce yourself."

Sasuke had lifted his head off the desk out of mild curiosity. His mouth fell open at the sight before him.

The new student had blonde hair spun from sunshine itself, with brilliant azure blue eyes that seemed to sparkle. He had perfectly tanned skin stretched over well defined muscles, but he wasn't too bulky. He seemed to have found the right balance. Sasuke found himself wondering if he was tanned everywhere. His body was shown off perfectly in dark blue skinny jeans with a few chains hanging off, and a bright orange hoodie that was left open to show off his tight white shirt with a red swirl in the centre of his chest. All in all, the boy was sex, and definitely Sasuke's type.

Sasuke had to snap his mouth shut to stop himself from drooling over the golden muscular god. It wouldn't do for anyone to notice his momentary crack in his emotionless mask he's worked so hard to construct for the public eye.

"Damn," muttered Neji.

The raven turned to glare at the Hyuuga. "Don't even think about it," he warned with a vicious snarl. He turned back to the front when the teacher invited the gorgeous teen to introduce himself.

"Hi," the blonde said giving a sweeping wave to the class, a huge grin on his face. Half the class sighed at the dazzling sight. "My name is Naruto Uzumaki," he practically shouted. "I just transferred here, and yes ladies and gentlemen, I'm single." The teen winked before sauntering off to the only open seat.

Cursing under his breath, Sasuke scowled at his misfortune. The beautiful teen was loud and annoying, definitely not his type personality wise. He was also heading to the opposite side of the classroom to sit by none other than Ino and Sakura, who immediately tried to capture the new students' attention. "Damn it." He cursed his luck. Obviously it was too much to ask of the universe to allow him to find someone who was strong, attractive, and male, but also complimented his personality. Bright and cheerful definitely didn't go with cold and detached.

Well, there you have it... What did you guys think? I want to hear your thoughts so let me know!

I'm still deliberating on the plot. I don't know if I want to get them together before the event of the prologue takes place or after. Any thoughts?

For all those who are curious, the ages stand as such...

Naruto- 19

Kyuubi- 23 turning 24 in one week

Sasuke- 17

Itachi-22

Gaara- 19

Kiba- 19

Shikamaru-19

Neji- 17

Kakashi- 33 (i think, i might have to double check the math on that one)

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