I Got Hots For My Rival~ Itachi Modern AU [NWA Winter'14 1st Place] REVISED

Chapter 1

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~Anna's POV~

"Uggghhhhh!! It isn't even budging!" I exclaimed, exasperated and a little pissed at the unmoving sofa, no not at my lack of strength, but the sofa.

" Anna move aside, I will do it. You go rest." I obeyed my brother quietly and left the moving to him.

So while my brother is showing off his power, let me introduce myself. I am Anna Wayne, born in Japan with this oddly English name, moved back to Japan just yesterday and attending highschool here, from next week. Yes, I am a kid. A fifteen year old kid. Geez.

We are a family of five siblings; Manfred the oldest-about twentyfive- and absent since he is married and all in America, Timothy the second brother- two years younger than Manfred-who is busy with his job transfer, then there me the angel-of destruction-from above-some seven years Tim's junior and the pain in everyone's butt-a highschool student, then we have an idiot in our family five years my junior and named Erik;he's going to start with middle school next week, and finally my favourite brother Max, eight years old and.....we still have to see where to enroll him. Ahem. 

About our parents, well, that is something I don't really like discussing so can we please leave it at that? What? No? Pfft I don't care. I ain't telling anything. Deal with it.

As per Eric and my other brothers, "I am weak", just because of a minor news and advice from a doctor which sort of ruined my prospects of ever doing sports or any kind of adventure. I have a weak heart. *Sigh*. Hard life of a maiden. So I must rest. Ha. Ha.

"Sis what are you doing? Eric-nii just told you to go and rest." I looked down at Max and sighed at his furrowed brows.

" Yes yes. Don't give yourself wrinkles over me Max." I told him and went to my room on the first-er-second floor. Eric and Tim decided it was best to first move the furniture in bedrooms and then set the other rooms. They were right in doing so.

Courtesy of my weak heart, I got tired easily and hence, hungry. One advantage I had because of this cursed weakness, nobody could ever stop me from eating too much. Heck I always guilttrip people when they try stopping me.

I went to my room and threw off my clothes after locking the room. It was nine pm and well it was about time to sleep but not without taking a cold shower first. It always helped wash down worries and tensions of a hard day.

After I was done drying my lush black hair however much a towel could dry, I put on my pajamas; long grey sleeveless shirt and boxers, yes I wear boxers. When there are so many men in the house, you pick up some habits and dress styles.

I went back downstairs and marched in the kitchen to heat some dinner Tim brought on his return home from his job. Once everyone was fed, we all went to our beds, to face a new day after some much deserved sleep.

As my head hit the pillow, a thought struck my head, with the force I can only assume Thor's hammer would have; I will have to socialise with neighbours tomorrow. Crap. Don't get me wrong though, I love to socialise but the problem is I would have to dress up for it, which is one thing that I loathe.

Stifling some mental groans, I closed my eyes and let the aches of the day take over and lead me to slumber.

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So the first chapter, edited.
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Itachi_Warrior desu~ ^/_\^