Uchiha Madara [Part 4]
When graduation finally came, Madara ended up right back home. Of course an awkward silence ensued between him and his younger brother, but Madara ignored it. He wouldn't have had the time to work on their relationship anyway, as he was immediately put to work in his father's company. Throughout his internship, he grew more and more disinterested in whatever the hell it was his father was trading, and yearned again for the easy money he'd made back in his dorms. He couldn't apply the same strategy here. These were all old men, and of course his father would find out.
So he took the route of danger, and went on the streets. In no time at all, he was spotted by a talent recruiter, and offered a two-year contract. Considering it was a regulated, relatively safe environment, he went with it. Assuming the alias of "Tobi," his porn career went on at nights. The only one aware of his constant sneaking out was his brother. Though Madara took care to be clean and home just before dawn where he'd crawl back into bed and sleep for a few hours before waking up again to go to his real job with his father. Although the strained relationship between himself and his brother took a toll on him, for the most part he tried to push it out of his mind. His brother had his own set of things to focus on, since he was still in school.
For the duration of his contract, Madara kept this plan up, until his internship ended and he was finally given full control of the company. To test his son's ability to sink or swim, Madara's father took a little vacation with mommy, leaving Izuna in charge of the home, and Madara in charge of the company. Since his contract had ended, his pornography career was seemingly over. With this new workload, there was no way he could manage the time without his father finding out. After two weeks of the world's most boring job, Madara'd had enough, and was just hours away from emailing his father an entire website with every one of his movies for purchase, but then, of course, tragedy had to strike.
While sailing on one of the company's prized trade ships, the ship had ventured a little too far into unprotected international waters, and when Madara saw the words "killed by pirates," he thought at first it had to be some kind of joke. For as educated as he was, he didn't think things like pirates still existed. Or that they'd gotten machine guns and heavy artillery, and robbed passing trade ships that came a little too close. Before he even had a chance to react or grieve his parent's death, he was surrounded by lawyers making him sign all sorts of forms. In his early 20's and with his own company and a $2 million inheritance, he did what anybody his age would have done.
He sold the company, took his money, and partied. It was his father's ideal that money was above all else that kept him from mourning the loss. And the alcohol. That helped, too.
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