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Ch1.
My name is Uchiha Obito.I’m 25 years old and my current profession is to be an unemployed useless neet. Last year wasn’t so bad, the memories of that time seems like a beautiful dream right now: nice background music, flowers flying, lovebirds, unknown people greeting at me when we pass by and even sunny says and fullmoon nights. You know, amazingly fucking perfect to be my life. But 8 months ago, in a stormy night my ten year girlfriend decides I was not the kind of man she wants to marry and she left to date some famous Hyuuga Doctor. She could have slaugther me and that will be more lovely to spend a whole life thinking I’m certaintly, and without a single doubt, a damn loser. Since the first week without Rin, my ex, I fell into a shameful routine that could be described with To Love’s Bad Habit lyrics: “You're gone and I got to stay high, all the time, to keep you off my mind. Uh uh uh uh uh uh.”
I will be lying if I say that things are going better now because HELL NO! I’m still crying, I hate love songs, I’m barely eats and after yelling at my boss and crying over customers shoulders several times I get fired of my pathetic middle time job in a supermarket. Life can’t be more merciless. But let’s be optimistic: I’m not alone, I still have my best friend, Kakashi and...Madara, who is like my legal owner, adoptive father and the devilish voice that is always suggesting me to make wrong decisions.
So today its my eighth month break up anniversary and my only two important guys are trying to cheer me up.
-WHY?! Why she left me? That Hyuuga dude is not even good looking, When you talk to him, he has this blank look that makes you feel stupid.- I screamed after my third shot of tequila. That was like my seventh tantrum in 3 hours so….poor guys, I love them, thank you so much for bearing me.
-Well, you are stupid, Obito, so maybe the problem is not Mr. Hyuuga but You.- Kakashi answered still reading that fastidious and senseless cheap porn novel. I take it back, I hate him.
-Not only stupid, you are an unreliable useless piece of shit with no future. So there was no way in hell she would have marry you, shitty slave.- “Shitty slave” yeah! I forgot to said it, that is my nickname.
-I hate you both guys, you are not making me feel any better- I complain burying my face in the table and feeling some warm tears abandoning my eyes.
-Madara is telling you the truth, Obito. You have a complete period of ten years to make up your life, and show her that you can be the man that she needs but you were always making excuses instead of showing achievements. You know that I love you but I will not marry you either. Excuse me, my friend, but you are a complete disaster of a person.- Puff stupid Kakashi. I need new friends, some friends that gives a shit about my life and lie and said things like “everything is going to be ok.”
Oh God, Kakashi is right, I screwed it really bad.
-Shitty slave, you need to get back to college and graduate. That is the only way you are going to be able to find a good job and get your own apartment, and stop ruining my life with your dramas.- He smacked the back of my head with more force that ( I want to think) he intend.
-I’m not trying to make excuses but considering my savings that option seems impossible.- Imaging myself at college one more time was a funny idea, I made it to fourth semester of Digital marketing and advertising once, the main problem was that I keep getting bad grades, failing courses, and been bullied for being garbage among Uchihas. Coming from an elite family and being an orphan servant in the principal family was a disgrace, and I was always struggling with the social prospectus that no matter what I did, I will spend my life like a slave.
-I’m making you a loan.-But Madara, my master, maybe with his help I could change my destiny.- No excuses, you are getting back to college, shitty slave.-
Ok, now I’m scare.