The beginning of yet another Uchiha fic. Since I changed the summary I decided I'd better give a reson for the different one for new readers. Sorry for the (maybe) change in voice, but yeah. The plot of my story is developing as I write more and more, so sorry for a vauge outline of what's happening so far. Please R&R.

A better more descriptive summary:
No one knew that Sasuke and Itachi had a younger sister for a reason. Kirai lives a life of secrecy without knowing the reason for it. Sasuke's life is basically going downhill since the first nightmare he experiences that includes both of his siblings. Is the Uchiha Massacre the answer to his newly-found out premonitions?

I don't own Naruto.

Prologue

It was springtime; it was summer time; and then came autumn: September.

It seems unreal that I can still remember that time when I was two and nii-san was eight. It was like everything during that month had been plastered to my memory so I could revisit those days as often as I liked. Yet I didn't really like to revisit that time, for it was a mixed cornucopia of feelings.

In the beginning, I was excited, for the start of September brought great news. Then, I grew worried as I saw that Mother become more fatigued as the weeks grew older, but still keeping that happiness in the air. September's ending week made me nervous and, perhaps, a little scared. Why was I nervous? Because I wouldn't just have Father, Mother, and brother around to keep me company. Mother was telling me I would soon have a new sibling; younger than me. I was going to have a younger brother or sister!

I can't really tell if Itachi-nii-san was happy or not. Through Mother kept smiling and talking about it ever since she announced she was going to have a baby, Itachi never said anything about the matter and only smiled momentarily when Mother prodded. When September came around, I remember him looking and glancing towards me more often than he usually did. Maybe he thought I was stupid and childish for being joyful every time the baby was mentioned. Perhaps he wished he could have been as free as me and had been able to laugh and smile like I did. Why was nii-san always like this?

Or perhaps he pitied, knowing all too well the feelings I was experiencing at the time. And now that I can finally get to know my new sister, I realize all too well what my brother would pity me for.

I feel so second-rate, even more so than how I felt before my sister came. All Father's attention has been focused on her. What's so special about a little baby? It's so painful, watching Father and Mother stress over the baby like everyone else is just another person to help. Yet Itachi is away being a shinobi; an unsaid excuse that always works. What about me?

Father looks worried. I can tell that he's concerned about the baby. For the past few weeks he's stayed home from work, making sure no one comes inside except for the doctors coming to make sure that the baby is healthy. One thing I don't understand is that none of them are the medics of the Uchiha. Is it because the baby gets special treatment? Why is no one else aloud inside? And I'm not allowed outside of our property, either. Father has spent almost every moment of his time watching the windows, the doors, glancing nervously at any opening someone might see through into the house. He monitors where I'm going every time he sees me. I don't understand what's going on.

The baby was about a month old when Father had Itachi and I meet him in his study one night.

It was past midnight when Itachi came to my bedside and gently woke me up, leading me to where Father had told him to be. Rubbing sleep out of my eyes, I knelt on the mat, nii-san right next to me. Father was already on his own mat, facing us, punctual as usual.

He looked at us for a long while, a glare fixed into place on his hard features. My two-year-old mind didn't understand it, but I was sure that Itachi-nii-san knew exactly what Father was doing. Finally Father relaxed and heaved a tired sigh.

"Recently, I felt the need to tell you two a little more about the reason for all of this secrecy involving your younger sister," Fugaku began. "You see, we were forbidden to have her by Uchiha law. So to protect all of us I have set up a jutsu to make sure none who know of her speak of it. Neither of you are allowed to talk of her in unwanted company. The jutsu will also remain in place until she has come of age, or it I—the caster of the jutsu—dies."

I shuddered a little. Itachi remained stoic beside me.

Father continued, "Your sister has a curse now, for she will never be allowed outside of our residence till the jutsu is broken. No one must know, however, that she is your sister or else we will all be in deep trouble."

Fugaku closed his eyes, letting us digest this new information. So that was what this was all about. Now we both knew what all the secrecy and warnings were for.

Kirai Uchiha was never supposed to be born.

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