Rating M to be safe (Yes I am being paranoid)
Hi! This is my first ever attempt at a story and/or fan fiction, so please be nice!! I have no idea what I want to do with this so ideas are welcome. Sorry if it sux. No it is not incest, so yeah... Any pairing ideas are also much welcomed, and if you see spelling errors, please point them out!!! Thank you!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own, chances are, never will.
"Nii-san! Nii-san!"
Eleven-year-old Itachi Uchiha spun in the direction of the offensive noise to see his five-year-old little brother stumbling over the rocky, uneven hillside toward him, carrying a brown, old, stained, pathetic excuse of a bag bulging with odd lumps here and there. Itachi snorted. He would never stumble. The older boy sighed and tossing his shoulder length dark black hair out of his face, pretended to be interested by asking, "What have you got there, Otouto-kun?" Its never anything interesting, he thought. Never.
Finally reaching his older brother, Sasuke Uchiha looked up eagerly. "Hands!"
Itachi blinked, showing surprise, something he never did because showing emotions was a weakness that others gave others a chance to use them against him. Even though he was only eleven, he had the maturity of an adult. He grunted in acknowledgment, dazed, not really registering what Sasuke had said. Then Sasuke's words clicked. "Hands!?" he squeaked, voice girly and high pitched. "Where did you get hands?!" Are they really hands?" he added after a small pause. Itachi gazed at his brother suspiciously, expecting, hoping even, for him to laugh and say no.
"Yep! Somebody gave them to me!"
"Who?"
"Snake Face!" the little boy breathed gleefully.
Itachi awoke with a gasp. He lay still, listening to the silence that pressed around him. He was wide-awake, trembling from, and adrenaline rush, expecting at any moment to see a very pale face with a snake's tongue and cruel eyes gazing creepily down at him. He had dreamt about nothing else since... Well, it didn't matter how long, just that he was now dreaming about a memory that he didn't want to remember. He pushed it to the back of his mind, letting his thoughts wander from one thing to another, until, slowly, they drifted to what his life had been like until then.
He was standing there talking to Sasuke-kun on one of the greatest days of his life. He had taken Sasuke to their special secret base. He chuckled to himself. He watched his Otouto-kun catching a Salmon and how his face had looked so adorable; eyes shinning, a huge smile on his innocent face, clutching the fish that was as big as, or bigger than, him in his tiny little hand.
"Nii-san! Look what I got! I caught a fish! I caught it! Without help!" his face glowed proudly, a small laugh of joy escaping his lips.
Itachi felt a twinge of jealousy as he looked at his own 1 ft. salmon flopping feebly on his line, the pushing away his envy said, "Great job! I'm impressed! He's huge!" Itachi smiled sweetly at Sasuke. "Really, I'm impressed. And you this is your first time fishing."
I hope you liked it... At least a little... Right...? pleadingly T.T