Once upon a time there was a man named Fugako. He was the leader of the Uchiha clan. Then there was a woman named Mikoto. She was his wife.
They had a child.
A son.
His name was Itachi. Born on June 9th with black eyes, black hair.. Now, this boy became quite the prodigy. His father was proud to call Itachi his own. Then, when this boy was around five years old, along came another boy.
His name?
Sasuke. Born on July 23rd with black eyes, black hair. This son grew on the eldest. Who wouldn't like little Sasuke? A year later, as the boy was just starting to talk and walk, came another baby.
It's name?
Ichigo. Born June 25th with black eyes, black hair. Now, this baby... was not like the other two Uchiha. It was what Mikoto had prayed for. What no one had expected.
A girl.
This girl grew up not like you would expect. She was not a proper Princess. She was goofy and playful. She didn't grow her hair out like most. She had a boy cut. She would not wear dresses. She was more comfortable in boy's clothes. She would not play with other girls. She would train instead, fitting right in with the boys. Most would call her weird, or a tomboy. It didn't bother her.
Despite all this she was still a kind and selfless girl. She absolutely loved to help others, a trait that would lead to a traumatic event she could never escape.
How do I know all this?
It's because I am Ichigo of the Uchiha Clan. Daughter to Fugako and Mikoto Uchiha. Younger sister to both Itachi and Sasuke Uchiha.
I am here to tell you about the events that changed my life.