boy."
"I also have a name! How about if you would make use of this for a change?", Sasuke replied annoyed.
Tsunade seemed confused at first, but then she grinned underhandedly.
"Okay boy, we're going to make a deal. If you manage to win this game, I'll remember your name, okay? If you lose, however, I'll always see you as a tiny, measly loser."Sasuke was seething with anger. There was really nothing left to help this woman!
He didn't even want to know for which part of the AL she was responsible. The torture chamber seemed a suitable place to work for her.
"Okay, I have nothing to lose anyway. The bet stands."
Casually he swung himself into the chair on which Tsunade had recently been sitting, unfolded the cards in his hands and looked around.
Okay, he would need not only a lot of skill but also an extra dose of luck to win this game. First he checked the people who were now his opponents thoroughly. It didn't seem like a round of particularly good players.
Some showed their reactions in the game, so they had no poker face at all and were therefore easy to see through. One was so drunk that you had to be afraid he would tip over from your chair at any moment. No top performances were expected from him. He continued to eye the people skeptically.The woman on his left seemed very insecure. Your hand is unlikely to be the best. Overall, one could say that it is still possible to win a victory.
Only one person gave him a headache. The man on his right who wanted to put Tsunade in his place earlier.
He seemed like a very good player. Quiet, level-headed, outwardly he showed no feelings. Sasuke was sure to have an absolute professional next to him.
He would have to take care of him.
The game began. As he had already prophesied, most of the people present were absolute beginners, which came in handy.
After a while he had even put together a reasonably acceptable sheet.
Still, he feared, it won't be enough to defeat the man on his right.
He looked carefully over at this. The rest of the troop was already looking downcast. Only they were still in the running.
The last cards have been dealt.Shivering, he took his card. Shit, he thought dejectedly. That is not enough. That is never enough.
He almost sighed in disappointment. Lost. Beaten. Actually, he should have realized that he couldn't win with this hand.
Again he looked over at the man. This eyed him thoughtfully and put on a questioning expression.
Sasuke sighed softly and shook his head in resignation.
One after the other, the players put their hand on the table, which annoyed the young Uchiha even more, because the troop was really as bad as expected.
He could damn well have won! At least he hadn't bet a lot and his real game was still pending, but it was a defeat.
And what annoyed him even more about it was that this tsunade will only call him "little one". It was desperate.
Still with his poker face on, he laid his cards face up on the table.Now everyone's attention turned to Sasuke's neighbors. Sasuke himself also peered over at him intently. If he was losing, then at least once he wanted to find out how high it was.
The man stared at his paper. Then his gaze wandered around and stopped at Sasuke. This raised an eyebrow to ask.
Why was he still hesitating? It is at least as clear to him as he is that he has won.
Understand the people down here. One should introduce one's own subject to understand these people at the higher business school or something like that.
Perhaps he should have just read all the gossip pages in the magazines about how to deal with colleagues and superiors.
So far he had just seen them as normal people. At the moment he just wasn't so sure anymore.
Suddenly the man folded his cards, threw them on the table, straight through the others and shook his head in defeat.Sasuke's mouth stayed open. How? Where? What? It couldn't be!
He stared at the man in confusion. The rest of the group entered the results of the round in a table that was to be evaluated later.
But the young Uchiha could not really concentrate on it and only took a cursory note.
"Why ...?" He began, but fell silent again immediately when the man raised his hand and asked for silence.
For the first time that evening he smiled.
"You know boy. You have to know how to read the signs of the times and accept them as they come."
Then he got up, said goodbye to his teammates, stepped out of the hall grinning and left a Sasuke with the question marks hovering a hundred times over his head.
What on earth did he mean by that? What else was going to happen to him today?
Hadn't his day been adventurous enough?
He had got the job at the AL, had to fight his way through to this point, was doused with alcohol by people, had to deal with the fact that he would soon have slaves if he did not want to be sent to field work.Then a glimpse into his supposed future was revealed to him, finally got into a poker game where in the end someone sealed him up with comical verses that he couldn't understand with the best will in the world. There is nothing better than common sense that slowly threatened to break.
At first, completely lost in thought, he did not notice someone addressing him from behind. Slightly overwhelmed by the situation, he turned to this person.
"Your name ...", Tsunade grumbled slightly soured to himself.
Aha ... Apparently someone wanted to redeem their betting debts. He liked it very much.
"Sasuke Uchiha.", He introduced himself, with a certain tone of satisfaction in his voice.
Tsunade grinned at him, coming dangerously close to his face. "Aha ... An Uchiha like our Itachi-san? Maybe his little brother ... Yes, I mean he would have mentioned something like that to me.", She mumbled thoughtfully to herself."Anyway.", She started again and - luckily for Sasuke - stepped away from his face again.
"As promised, I will now remember your name, Sasuke-kun."
Now it was Sasuke's turn to make a sour face. That was a bit better than before, but he found it rather bold to address him straight away with -kun.

The remaining 2 hours went by in a flash. Tsunade of course flew out in the next lap. Sasuke himself was able to take his actual place in the game and did not do badly at all.
Yes, you could even say that it was really good. Slowly he even dared to hope for victory on which so much depended. Maybe even his life.
Kakashi was unfortunately eliminated in the 3rd round. Orochimaru did not seem to feel necessary to sit down at a table with the 'lowly ranked people' and play around his hundredth slave.
He would actually think the same way, but fate had chosen him for a different path and a different position.And for that he was anything but grateful to his fate, even if there was one good thing or another about it.
For example, he would never have met Kakashi. Or he would never have known that there was someone else out there who made his heart beat faster.
Perhaps he would never meet them then. No, as it was, it was good. It could still be improved, but it is well known that you get used to everything.
And so far Sasuke had been unbeatable!
But now back to the facts.
It was done! Sasuke Uchiha actually made it to the final.
The final opponents consisted of 4 people. He didn't even know two of them. The other all the better. His big brother waved cheerfully to him from across the table and signaled to him in secret that he would let him win.
Great, he didn't need a free win, but he used to be better at poker than his big brother.From that point of view, it wasn't particularly bad.
So he just had to hold out against these two people. Sasuke laughed bitterly.
'Only' was good. After all, he was dealing with the strongest players here. And they were determined to win the game. But Sasuke wanted to prevent this with all means at his disposal.
And this remedy had the boring name of 'cards'.
He sighed one last time before the cards were dealt and put on his poker face.
Now or never, he thought.
In the middle of the game it seemed to be a 'never', but then he had one lucky hand after another. But would that be enough? He scratched the back of his head thoughtfully.
Yes, he had a good hand, but who could guarantee that the others wouldn't have an even better hand? All of a sudden, all his hopes for victory seemed far removed again. The players looked at each other and at the same time put their cards face up on the table.Sasuke swallowed hard. So this was him. The 'point of no return'.
He looked intently at the cards that were scattered on the table.
That just could not be the case! No, that couldn't. He had to be blind or something. He was still young and, according to the eye test, his eyes should remain functional for a long time. He hadn't drunk alcohol either.
Confused, he looked at the cards again. Itachi was last, but that was already announced to him. What shocked him was ...
Itachi started to grin. "Seems like we have a winner," he smiled.
Yes, they did. And what a one. Still in disbelief, he looked at the sheet of paper.
He had won.
The sentence kept echoing back and forth in his head. He exhaled in relief.
It seemed like he narrowly escaped the clutches of the sales force. For the time being. The last word had not yet been spoken. Not for a long time.
He could still be kicked out. Only this was no longer so likely.His brother got up happily and almost ran over to his little brother. He shook Sasuke's hand happily. He had to grin slightly, because he knew that Itachi could only resist the urge to cuddle him wildly with tremendous self-control.
"Congratulations! You really did it! My respect!"
The other losers in the round also congratulated him. Even if only fleetingly. They seemed more than disappointed with the result.
Then the winner turned to his brother. "Now what? Do I have to go somewhere?"
Confused, he looked around. He was new, after