Hey! Okay so this is my first story on here :) I write all the time, and this idea came to me and I decided that I really wanted to try! So, this is just the first chapter. I don't know exactly when Ill update, but it'll more then likely be later today :) Bye :)

Chapter 1

PenPals International

"No."

"Itachi-kun, I'm sorry but it's not a matter up for discussion."

"No." He repeated himself, this time much more forcefully.

"Itachi. You are behind in your writing. All of your tutors have told us that you are extremely blunt when you write. You have a very wide vocabulary, and there is no reason why you can't add more flavor to your work. Your father and I agree, this is for the best. We already set up your account online, now all you have to do is request someone."

He was tempted to say no again, but it clearly wasn't doing any good. So instead, he decided to glare at his mother. And glare.

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"Oh knock it off right now young man! I have had enough! You are going to go upstairs right now, and you're going to pick someone. Am I clear?"

He grunted. Then he turned around, and stomped up the stairs. Well, it wasn't really stomping, considering the fact that his steps were actually very quiet, but since his steps were normally silent, this was as good as any stomp.

After entering his room, he walked up to his computer and quickly logged on. Soon he found himself staring at his profile on PenPals International.

I t a c h i U c h i h a

Age: 10

Interests; Training

Family; Grandfather, Dad, Mom, Cousin, and baby Brother

Reason(s) I'm on here; To learn how to be more creative with my writing.

Located; US

REQUEST?

A small sigh escaped his lips as he scanned over the profile his parents had made him. He thought about browsing through the other people, but decided against it. He didn't want to send letters to some random stranger. He felt happy knowing that unless he accepted a request, or sent one out himself, he wouldn't be bothered.

Three days later.

"Itachi-kun, have you gotten any pen pal requests?" His mother asked him, her voice curious, with a hint of hidden concern, as she stirred some honey into her tea. The strong smell of the herbs wafted around the room, creating an aroma that made him feel relaxed and ever so slightly sleepy.

"No." He replied bluntly as his blue black eyes looked at the cup his mother was holding with evident interest. Just before she took a sip, she sighed and handed the cup to him. Smirking faintly, he sipped slowly on the warm beverage. His mother could always read him. Though, he supposed he hadn't been to subtle when staring intently at the teacup.

"But I will go on and check." He offered as he saw the slight furrow in between his mother's slender and elegant black eyebrows, indicating that something was troubling her. He was almost certain that it was his unwillingness to commit to finding a pen pal.

Smiling slightly, she said, "Thank you Itachi-kun."

"Ka-Chan! Can Naruto come over? We have an arm wrestling match planned! Please!" His little brother, whom in his opinion personified innocence, said as he tugged oh his mother's cobalt blue sleeve slightly.

She laughed, the noise traveling to the walls in their fairly large dining room, at her youngest sons antics and patted him on the head softly.

"I will call and talk to Minato about it. Okay?"

"Awesome thanks!" He said while grinning. Then, suddenly realizing that his older brother was there, a small blush rose to his cheeks. Then, he puffed out his chest and grunted, before walking away. A deep chuckle vibrated low in his throat at his younger brothers attempt to act like a grown man. He stood up and placed his tea cup in the kitchen sink before heading up to his room.

He walked into his room, which was ridiculously clean according to his older cousin, who was a moron according to Itachi, and sat down on his standard black office chair before going online. After logging in, he checked to see if he had any requests. Ever so slightly surprised to see that he had seven requests, he clicked on the folder and watched as it expanded onto his screen. Quickly realizing that five of them were girls from his school, who he ceased to remember as anything more then irritatingly fragile children, he deleted them and stared at the two names left on his screen. One of them was in a language he didn't recognize, so he deleted that one as well. He was left with one request.

Sakura Haruno.

So there is the first chapter of PenPal! I know its short, but its just a prologue of sorts. Hope you guys like it. I'll update (probably) later today! Bye :)