I started something new and wondered what you would think of it! PLZ lemme know! Okay, this is not my story, it's my friend Kitsune's. She doesn't have a profile so I uploaded for her! Hope you like her story!

Prologue

As Yukie sat at the counter in the large home, where she lived with her aunt, she pulled at her skirt. Her aunt had called her earlier saying they needed to talk after school and she had been waiting ever since she got off the city bus. It was almost the end of her last year in junior high, and she and her friends could not wait to finally go to the high school where they would be almost adults. Yukies parents had been gone, killed in an accident, ever since she could remember, but her aunt had always taken care of her.

"Yukie-! Where are you sweetie?" Yukies aunt walks into the kitchen carrying a huge poster board and multiple bags. "There you are. I'm glad you came straight home," She pauses either to catch her breath, or for dramatic effect. But her eyes turn soft and concerned. "Honey, this isn't easy for me to say, but, I'm going to India for a business trip for a year and I can't take you with me."

"Wh-what!" Yukie stammers. She had never been out of her aunt's sight for more than a few weeks. But a whole YEAR! Where would she go, what she do, who would she stay with! "What are you saying?"

"Yukie, I know this is sudden, but you'll finish your last year here, and stay with the Uchihas while you go through your first year of high school. They've already agreed to let you stay there. Itachi has already begun planning for you to go to school with Sasuke. The two of you will become close friends, practically family." Yukies aunt tries to smile, but it's obvious she's not happy.

"Aunt Jay, you're only forgetting one thing." Yukie looks directly at her aunt and tries not to cry. "I don't know these people!"

"Actually, you do." Her aunt sets down all the things she brought home and sits on the stool next to Yukie. She sighs and pulls Yukie into a hug. "Yukie, your parents were good friends with the Uchiha parents, and the three of you were constantly together when you and Sasuke were toddlers. You wouldn't remember, but Itachi remembers you well and is interested in seeing how you've grown up." Yukie doesn't speak. There's some sort of lump in her throat and she just stifles her tears as her aunt tries to make everything sound better than it is. Yukie can feel a hot tear roll down her cheek, and she just sits there. Why now? I was so close. Yukie thinks to herself. How is this fair?

Chapter 1

It's a week before Yukies high school year is to start and she's on a bus sitting next to her aunt. She was on her way to the next town over to live with the Uchiha brothers for a year. She barely said anything to her aunt the past few days. She looks out the window at the passing trees and forests as she exits her small town and into an actual city, she knew nothing about. She would only be living with the two brothers, their parents had been murdered in a robbing somewhere a few years back. By that time Itachi was old enough to take care of himself and Sasuke, so that's what happened. Now Yukie would be living with them, and going to a new school with the youngest, Sasuke. Sasuke was only a few months older than Yukie and still fifteen.

"Yukie, I know you're not happy,-" Yukies aunt starts with a falsely content voice.

"I'm angry, but arguing isn't going to solve anything. Arguing isn't going to let me go back to my own school. Arguing isn't going to make me more comfortable about staying with Sasuke and Itachi. And lastly, arguing isn't going to help me get my friends back!" Yukie shoots her aunt a death glare but quickly softens her expression and looks back out the window. Why did it have to be now? All my friends have likely spread the news I won't be there this year. Stupid India! It's a long ride and Yukie hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, so she closes her eyes and falls asleep.

"Excuse me, "Someone pokes Yukie and she wakes up. Noticing her aunt is no longer sitting next to her, Yukie looks up to see a man wearing a navy blue shirt and black pants. He had long raven black hair that was pulled back into a low pony tail. He softly smiles and there are some sorts of lines on his face, from over working, Yukie guessed quickly. "It's nice to see you again, Yukie, all grown up."