Chapter 1: Must Be The First Day Of School Jitters

✧Sasuke✧

‘Where am I?’ I thought as I looked around. The place looked familiar, what I wasn’t too sure where I had seen it before. “Hale, Tate look what I can do!” I turned to see a younger version of myself run past and to two blonde-haired orange-eyed boys that were playing on the swing set. It’s been so long. How could I let them slip from my mind? They were two of my best friends when I was little.

“Thanks for watching him Jack,” I heard my father’s voice behind me.

"Not a problem, you have to take care of the academy," The twins father, Jack Said. His voice was soft and gentle as he spoke. Just by his tone, I can tell that he and dad have been friends for a very long time. He shares his boy's blonde hair. I don't remember much else about him other than he was maybe two or three inches shorter than my father.

"Daddy look! Sasuke can make a fireball!" I what? I quickly turned around and saw my younger self-holding out my small hand with a small flame hovering above it. How was I doing that?! Can I still do it?

“He’s like his mother,” Jack chuckled.

“Well we don’t really know if he’s just a fire elemental or if he’s actually a moon elemental,” Dad commented. “How about your boys? Are they showing any signs of being elementals?”

“Not yet,” I watched the twins and myself play around on their swing set as I listened to my dad and Jack talk. Soon enough the image faded and twisted itself into a different scene.

"Why did Hale and Tate have to move?" I looked over to see a four-year-old version of myself sitting on one of the swings at the playground that was behind the elementary school. I watched quietly. All the fun times that I had with Hale and Tate when we were younger. I wonder how they're doing?

Why couldn't I remember any of this though? Am I actually dreaming? Or is this a memory that I've forgotten? But if this is a memory type of dream I haven't really forgotten it have I? I looked over when I heard a commotion by the jungle gym. Some of the older kids were picking on someone.

“What’s wrong four eyes? Get back up. I thought you were a tough guy,” The largest of the boys said to the one on the ground.

The boy on the ground was shaking and looked like he was about to cry. “Why don’t you just go home and cry to mommy and daddy. Oh wait that’s right you don’t have a family,” Another boy commented and got the others to laugh.

"Hey bullies!" The four-year-old me shoved one of the older boys and got in front of the boy with glasses. "Don't go picking on someone just because they're different," The little me defended. I could see the little me shaking a little but that quickly subsided when I clenched my fists.

“The shrimp is standing up for four eyes. What are you going to do Sasuke?” The biggest boy questioned.

"Sasuke move. You don't need to get hurt," The little boy with glass said. This little boy had raven black hair and chestnut brown eyes that were hidden behind thick-rimmed glasses.

“No Sean I won’t move. I can protect you so let me,” The little me said. “Mommy and daddy told me I was different and that different is a good thing. Don’t let anyone tell you differently.”

“You think you can protect four eyes? Ha! That’s a good one,” The little me turned around to face the boys and before the little me could do anything two of the boys pushed me really hard. I watched myself stumble back and trip over the little Sean. Then the four-year-old me hit the back of his head against the metal of the jungle gym with a very loud clink.

“Oh no Sasuke!” Everything started to fade as Sean crawled over to the motionless body. “Sasuke wake up please!” The place went black around me.

I listened to that annoying sound of my alarm clock and didn't want to get up. Come on who wants to get up on their first day back to school? Yes, this is my junior year of high school. Unfortunately, I didn't need to get a detention on my first day of school. And gods forbid I make my dad look bad if I got one. So reluctantly, I got up and slammed my hand down on the obnoxious object that was generating that horrible beeping sound. My room was a mess, but I knew exactly where everything was. The walls are a light blue color, but you wouldn't be able to notice because of all the anime posters that I plastered all over the walls. Finally standing up I made my way over to my dresser and pulled out a random pair of jeans and a shirt then I got changed in about two-three minutes. Then I walked out of my room and my bare feet made a quiet clicking sound as I walked down the wood floor hall and stairs making my way into the kitchen.

"Morning mom," I yawned running my fingers through my hair to attempt to brush it but it really was to no avail considering that my hair was always a ness anyways unless I had to go somewhere fancy with mom and dad then I had to slick my hair back.

"Did you brush your teeth?" She asked walking around getting things together for work.

"I'll brush my teeth after I eat," I told her picking up an apple from the center of the table and taking a bite.

"Just make sure that you brush your teeth and that you get to school on time," She said brushing my hair back and kissing my forehead. "And brush your hair for once Sasuke."

"Right, I'll get right on that," I told her taking another bite of my apple. She left the house and I laughed to myself, "Right like I'm going to brush my hair."

After I finished up my breakfast or lack thereof depending on how you look at it, I brushed my teeth and then looped into my bedroom to grab my bag. We had to leave our shoes at the door if we weren’t moving something into the house. It was a Japanese thing that mom and dad were pretty strict on. I slipped on my shoes tapping the toes on the ground to help straighten out the backs, then left the house. “That dream…was it something that I forgot a long time ago? It must have been. I hit my head in that dream. Is that why I have a hard time remembering what happened in my past?” I muttered to myself as I walked down the sidewalk. It wasn’t that bad. The house was about five blocks away. I didn’t mind walking, but I didn’t really like this walk in the winter it was always slick, but I tried not to complain too much.