So this would be my very first real story I just had an idea so I'm writing it down so I won't forget it and decided to publish it, reviews are open so have at it.

I do not own Sokugeki no Souma

Chapter I

He woke up, sun already out he stood up looking around realizing that today was the day his father wanted him to take the transfer exam to Totsuki Culinary Academy. He did not want to go but seeing that he can no longer progress just by learning from his father and uncle, Souma finally agreed to go to Totsuki, sure being a student there can further bolster their "Empire" as the media always calls it. Frankly Souma did not really care for all his family's wealth, sure not having to worry about money was nice and all but he really did not see the need to have so much of it.

He was glad that his father saw it as well, although he did one day took the mantle at took over their empire from his grandfather; Joichiro Saiba was a free spirit at heart he travelled the world at his early years finding love and seeing everything there is to see in the world, he understood that all of it has to stop one day and take responsibility for his family. His uncle however is a completely different ball game, not once did he conform to his grandfather's wishes, he even went as far as to cut himself off from his vast wealth, opting to be free.

Takeshi Saiba the younger brother of the business titan Joichiro Saiba runs a small dinner in the outskirts of Tokyo, a complete difference with what his brother runs at his day to day. Joichiro Saiba is known to be the wealthiest man in Asia, owning a few automobile companies his father had started, even venturing to mobile companies in the west, and owning the majority of shipping lines that traverse the seas but none can match his name in the culinary world having connections with various Michelin Star Chefs and being a three stared Michelin Chef as well as winning the coveted Pluspol Award.

Joichiro did not want Souma exposed in all of this so he has asked for Takeshi to take care of Souma when his wife died. Souma basically grew up in that dinner; with the occasional visits to his father and extravagant vacations he took with his uncle whenever he is asked to cook overseas.

Souma made a name for himself during the times that he went with his uncle abroad, only being referred to as The Devils Right Hand by some of the renowned chefs his uncle had the pleasure of working with, of course this was only referred to in hush tones as they knew how important it is to keep Souma's identity, it would be a media wildfire if the world knew that Joichiro Saiba's only son and the heir to Future Industries was gallivanting the world with Asura.

Although Souma did not want to be part of his father's business yet he knew that in order for him to beat his father and uncle he had to go to Totsuki after all they both graduated from the said school with his father being a former first seat and his uncle taking the second during his time at the academy.

His father was not keen on spoiling him but when he did decide on doing so he turns it up to 180, when his father said that he was sending him a gift for finishing middle school he expected the new iPhone or maybe a vacation trip to a resort island somewhere in the Philippines for summer, but never did he expect that he would get a Harley Davidson.

"Ohh yeah your father and I did talk about partnering up with them" his uncle said as he opened up their restaurant, he may not be involved in the talks that happen in the office but his uncle is still very much involve in the company.

Souma would often see Takeshi on Skype with his father and some other person in the middle of the night talking business matters.

"An all-black Fat Bob, nice choice" his uncle added, "I was expecting him to send a gift for a while, and I guess he wanted you not to walk your entire time in Totsuki"

"Really," I asked him "is it really that big that I would need a motorcycle to get around?"

"Father's company was still starting out when we went there" his uncle answered while cleaning "and we had to walk the entire time, can you imagine walking fifteen miles every day just to get to class?"

Souma grimaced at the thought but appreciated that his father thought of him as he bought him his gift, but to be honest would probably raise too much question if he was seen with an expensive car around with him proclaiming that he was from a small dinner and not the heir of Future Industries.

"Don't tell me you don't like it," Takeshi asked to Souma who was still looking at the Harley with indifference "if you don't I'll take it, I always wanted to just pull up to Kwan's with a sweet ride and just rub it on their face that I am actually a billionaire"

"Our family is rich uncle," Souma retorted and looked at him with a grin "not us, there's a difference"

"Yeah, yeah whatever" Takeshi waved him off, "just go already or you'll be late"

The ride to Totsuki was incredible, the wind on his face felt amazing and having all that power from the Harley gave him a high he cannot explain. Arriving at school he instantly noticed all the stuck up rich kids with their bodyguards and their inflated ego, he pulled up and immediately walked towards a bench with what seemed to nice looking fella, when his phone rang.

"Hey dad," he said as he looked around him, "yeah I'm here, no it won't start for a few minutes"

"Ohh I called for the perfect time then," his father said "look the passing rate at that school is around 1%, I know all our stories from that place probably sounded cool but trust me when I say this but you probably won't have a great time if you have a weak mind"

"Hey dad, Are you seriously doubting my will right now?" Souma asked him in an annoyed tone.

"I know, that you be weak is far from the truth but I have to be honest with you" Joichiro replied "that place will break you down and build you back up brand new and for the better"

"Dad, you've said this to me for a hundred time, don't you have something better to do?" Souma asked

"Ohh and by the way, if you can't graduate from that place in the next three years" his father said in a serious tone "you can kiss your hopes in surpassing me and your uncle goodbye"

This made Souma even more pumped to be at school that he hung up on his father even before he finished his last piece of advice.

"Was that your father?" the rich kid asked him, Souma looked at him and replied "yeah, he's kind of excited for me to be transferring here" he said smiled at him.

"I'm Nikaido Yoshiaki by the way" he said as he sips his tea, "my family runs French restaurant"

"Ohh what a coincidence," Souma beamed "mine runs a restaurant too!"

"Well that is to be expected," he said earning a chuckle from Souma

"The guy over there is the heir to a national restaurant chain," he said pointing across the garden "that one over there has a family that runs a seafood wholesale business that supplies the entire Kanto region; most of these people here have something related to the cooking industry, what your place's name?"

"Future Industries," he murmured as he looked around but instantly mumbled in surprise "Yukihira, I mean Yukihira's"

"Hmm a traditional Japanese restaurant then?" he asked him back, this earned a laugh from Souma

"Were not that high-brow," he replied "we're a dinner downtown-"

He did not event had the time to finish his sentence as he was kicked out of the bench and in to the ground.

"How dare you sit next to me," he said furiously "you low-class commoner! You listen up; this academy is not for the likes of you! It is a sacred grove, meant as a place of learning for denizens of the upper echelons of the food industry! That is the kind of place Totsuki Teahouse Culinary Academy is! A lowborn like you won't even make it past the written exams-"at this point Souma got up and strangled the poor fella.

"You haven't even tried Yukihira's food, you don't get to judge our quality" he finished and left those stuck up egotistical asshole to themselves.

To be honest, Souma would have probably been one of them had his grandfather not surrender on trying to turn his sons in to what he thought to be the proper way on how an upper-class man should act, and he was glad that he had changed his heart and the fact that he event visits them down at the dinner.

That's it for the first chapter hope you guys review and follow I'll probably make this one long