First day of school chapter 1

Normally you’d think that a last name like ‘Uchiha’ would give you respect wherever you went, no matter how old you were, but it’s not true. Not when you’re six years old and headed to your first day of elementary school.

It didn’t matter how many times Mama said everything would be fine, and it didn’t matter that Niichan was going to the same school, nor that Papa told her she would get a lot of friends, Uchiha Yume was not happy about her first day of school.

She had been a sickly child and so hadn’t been attending kindergarten, nor had her parents arranged play dates for her with their friends’ children, and she didn’t have a very close relationship with her big amount of cousins either, so this would be the first time for Yume to be away from her parents for an entire day, and interact with other children alone.

Needless to say, Yume was terrified. She was sure she’d get teased for her sun kissed skin, ruby red hair and sapphire blue eyes. All were traits she had inherited from her grandmother; Uzumaki Kushina. It had happened before, at a dinner party at the Hyuuga Estate when she was five years old.

She had been sitting quietly in a corner with her brother, almost itching from the want of running to play with the children that she knew were her cousins, and the others that she didn’t know, but wanted to befriend. She had begged and begged her brother to let her go and play, and soon he had fallen for his sister’s pleas… as always.

She had run off to play, and some of the kids, her cousins, accepted her instantly, but the others, a few of them a bit older than Yume, started making fun of her hair, skin and eyes. At first, Yume tried telling them she looked like her grandmother, but they hadn’t listened, and soon the most of them were standing in a ring around her and calling her things like ugly, stupid, and, and this is what hurt the most, the child of a lover.

Arashi had warned Yume about this, since she didn’t look like any of their parents, except that her skin was the same color as Natsumi’s and that her hair was spiky. He had told her that someone might tell her that she’s “the child of a lover” which meant that Papa wasn’t her real Papa, but that it was all a lie! Papa was her real Papa, and no one could say otherwise, if they did, he would teach them a lesson.

When Arashi noticed the ring around Yume, he had hurried to her rescue, but the damage was already done. Yume was crying in the middle of the ring, and the dinner party ended with all of the mean kids having cuts and bruises after Arashi had beat them up for teasing his sister. He knew he would be punished later, but he didn’t care.

Of course he got a scolding, but nothing else, only praise for protecting his sister, though he should use his head and not his hands and feet next time.

But Yume ended up worse; she got shy and defensive around strangers, and even her own family. Kids her age scared her, and she refused to leave her room when Itachi and Nami visited with their kids Suzume, Chisato and Naozumi, even if Yume had gotten along quite well with them earlier, she was scared to death of them now.

So perhaps there’s no wonder Yume’s so afraid of going to school. Especially since she got to know that Arashi would be in a different building, he was already in junior high school and would be in the building next to hers. But he still seemed so very far away.



Yume almost trembled when she got out of the car. Papa was busy working, though Mama had told her he really wanted to be there, and that he would pick her up when school was over. But Mama was with her and Iruka-Jiichan too, Anko-Baachan was at home sick, but she had thrown quite a tantrum in the morning.

“Why can’t I be there when my little baby enters elementary school? I’ve gone to all the others! She’ll feel left out!”

It took Iruka at least forty-five minutes to explain to his wife that she couldn’t go since she could barely get out of bed without her head spinning, and a very high fever. He gave her a pill for her headache, kissed her forehead and told her he’d film everything. She’d told him he’d better before she fell asleep.



Iruka had kept his promise; he had taped the entire ceremony before both he and Natsumi had to leave. Iruka had to get home to Anko, and Natsumi had a martial arts class and after that a modeling job. Yume had waved them off with a brave fake smile on her face.

But as soon as the two cars had disappeared, the smile faded away and Yume almost started crying. But she took a deep breath and forced her tears back. ‘Remember what Papa always says’ she thought. ‘Uchiha's never show weakness in public.’

She let her emerald eyes gaze over the playground. Everyone had already found a friend, or more, when she was off saying goodbye to Mama and Iruka-Jiichan, and she didn’t have the courage to just walk up to a group and introduce herself.

Instead, she headed over to a tree with a single wooden swing hanging from a branch. She sat down, but she didn’t swing, she just sat on it and looked at the other kids running around playing. She was really jealous, but after what had happened at the Hyuuga's she just couldn’t join them out of the blue like she would’ve done otherwise.

Since Yume was so busy looking at the other kids, she didn’t notice the group that was approaching her. The kids in this group were all a year older than Yume, they were the “tough boys” and they didn’t like how Yume looked.

“Hey, Carrot Top!” one of them said.

Since this was one of the names the kids at the Hyuuga dinner party had called her, Yume turned around. Her eyes widened in fear when she saw the older boys. “Y-yes?” she said in a small voice. “What is it?”

“What’s your name?” a guy with wild brown hair asked.

“U-Uchiha…” Yume gulped. “Uchiha Yume.”

The look on the boys’ faces changed from teasing to angry. “One of them rich kids, huh?” the brunette said, he seemed to be the leader. “We already have too many of those at this school. Why aren’t you attending a rich people’s school, huh? Are you too stupid?”

Yume didn’t know what to say to that. She had just gone along with her parents and gone to the school she got her into, and it was the same as Niichan’s, so she thought it was okay.

“Hey, Carrot Top, are you deaf?” the brown-haired boy asked again. “I asked you a question. Are you too stupid? Huh? Are you?”

“N-no!” Yume said. “I’m n-not stupid!”

Brown-hair grabbed the front of Yume’s school uniform. “Are you trying to be cocky with me, Carrot Top?”

Yume shook her head as she felt the tears gather up in her eyes. “N-no, I-I’m not! I’m not trying to be c-cocky!”

“Sounded like it to me,” a black-haired boy said. “Don’t you agree Seta?”

Seta, a boy with light brown hair and glasses, nodded. “Yeah, she was definitely trying to be cocky. Right Akito?

A black-haired boy, obviously named Akito, nodded. “What’re you gonna do Takeshi?”

“See?” Brown-hair, or Takeshi, said. “Even my friends think you’re being cocky. Let’s see how cocky you are when your front teeth are missing…” He pulled his fist back to place it in Yume’s face.

She closed her eyes as the tears fell from them and roll down her cheeks. She waited for the punch, but it never came. Instead, she felt how Takeshi’s hand let go of her uniform, and she opened her eyes.

Takeshi was being beaten up… by a girl! She had short-cut brown hair that was in a big mess, and her uniform was all messy too.

While the girl was beating Takeshi up, a guy with dark brown hair put up in a braid, Yume vaguely recognized him from somewhere, looked at Seta and Akito. “Scram,” he said. “Else you’re next.”

While the boys disappeared faster than lightening, another girl with glasses and a spider on her shoulder turned to Yume, who was now sitting on the ground crying. She sat down on her heels in front of her. “You okay?” she asked as she handed Yume a handkerchief. “They didn’t hurt you, did they?”

She shook her head and the girl smiled. “That’s good.” She helped her dry her tears since Yume just stared at the handkerchief. “Name’s Shira by the way, Aburame Shira, we’re in the same class, I thought I should introduce myself.”

“U-Uchiha… Y-Yume…” Yume sobbed.

“I know,” Shira said with a small smile.

Now the guy turned to Yume. “I don’t think you remember me, but I’m Hyuuga Sanmaru, you can call me Sanma-chan, we’ve met before, Yu-chan.” He grinned before looking at the girl who was still beating Takeshi up. “Hey Shita! Stop it before you kill him. Come here, there’s someone I want you to meet.”

The girl, Shita, let go of Takeshi, who quickly ran away, and skipped over to the guy, Shira and Yume. “Shita, this is Uchiha Yume,” Sanmaru introduced. “Yu-chan, this is…”

“Inuzuka Shita, nice to meet ya!” Shita said smiling. Then she took a closer look on Yume. “Hey! You’re in my class!”

Yume didn’t know what to do, so she just nodded. “Y-yes… nice to meet you Inuzuka-san, Aburame-san, Hyuuga-kun…”

The three of them looked at each other, and then Shita and Sanmaru started laughing, and Shira smiled a little. Yume, who thought they laughed at her, turned bright red and looked down. Sanmaru noticed and put his hand on her shoulder. “Hey, why’re you blushing?” he asked. Yume didn’t answer, but Sanmaru understood. “You think we’re laughing at you?”

Yume nodded, and Shira smiled. “We’re not laughing at you, it’s just… you don’t have to be so formal with us. You can just call me Shira.”

“Come on Yu-chan!” Sanmaru said. “We’re practically family! You call me Sanma-chan!”

“And I’ll smash your teeth in if you don’t call me Shita!” Shita said smiling.

Strangely, Yume instantly understood that it was just a joke, and smiled. “Okay,” she said and nodded once.

“Hey, Yu-chan, we’re in the same class, right?” Shita said.

Yume was a little taken aback by Shita’s instant familiarity, but nodded. “Yeah…”

“Yosh!” Shita hugged Yume. “Let’s be best friends!”

Yume hugged Shita back. “Yeah… let’s be best friends.”