Here's the beginning of my new story! Some things might not be 100% accurate, but I'll do my best! I don't own Naruto, just Yuki!

Also, I will occasionally incorporate common Japanese words into it (not often). When I do this, I will put a * mark next to it, and I'll have the translation at the bottom of the chapter.

Enjoy!

I was an Uchiha.

But not really.

I was only 6 years old, but I somehow already stood out more than anyone else.

The Uchiha clan… Filled with dark haired, dark eyed, serious people. Our only similarity was our pale skin. Aside from that… I was always standing out, no matter what I did. I could have been mute, but I still was constantly stared at. I could never seem to get used to it.

"Yuki, what are you doing?" My mothers kind voice rang through my ears. I smiled up to her, my large baby blue eyes reflecting the summer sky.

"I'm making you a crane!" I giggled, showing her my attempted origami. It wasn't so horrible, but it certainly wasn't a work of art. But my mother took it, smiling gently and her eyes reflected the sun. Her dark eyes and dark hair were just like the other Uchiha's, as was my father.

I was the odd one out… And I didn't know why I was cursed with my abnormal appearance.

"Why aren't you playing with the other kids? You should really start making some friends, Yuki. You will be entering the ninja academy soon." My mom said gently, stroking my short white hair as she guided me through the streets. I looked down in shame. Most people weren't like my parents. I was a disgrace to the Uchiha clan, who was not wanted here.

"Niisan*, what's wrong with that girl?" I heard a young boy, about my age, ask while pointing at me. I knew exactly what he was talking about. I bit my lip, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.

I was born with soft, white, large cat ears. And a fluffy long white cat tail.

I truly was an outcast of the Uchiha society.

"Sasuke, don't point. You know that's rude." His brother scolded, patting his head as he looked at him.

"I'm sorry about my little brother. He's still young." The boy continued, shifting his dark eyes, not to my mom, but to me.

I stared at him in surprise, my eyes wide. Most people avoided directly speaking to me. His smile was kind, like my mothers. Who was this person?

"My name is Itachi, and this is Sasuke. We were on our way to get ice cream, do you want to join us?"

"Niisan! You can't invite her! She's weird!" Sasuke yelled childishly, pulling on Itachi's shirt. Itachi didn't waver in the slightest, and continued directing his gaze at me, still with his welcoming smile.

"Yuki, why don't you go? I actually do need to stop by work for a little while. Thank you, Itachi. I will pick her up before dinner." My mom thanked Itachi, nudging me towards them. I was still at a loss for words, so I was silent as I shuffled forward. My mom quickly left, walking towards the hospital where she worked.

"So, Yuki-chan is your name?" Itachi asked casually, walking with me on his right and Sasuke on his left.

"Umm… Yes." I said quietly. He was making me nervous with his kindness.

"How old are you?"

"I'm six."

"Oh, so the same age as Sasuke here." He gestured to Sasuke, who was only watching our conversation in silence. He didn't seem particularly fond of me.

"Do you plan on going to the ninja academy?" Itachi continued.

"Well… I guess so. My parents want me to. But… I don't know how to be a ninja…"

"Why don't I help you sometime? I need to prepare Sasuke anyways. You can join us, if you'd like to Yuki-chan."

"…." I thought of his suggestion, as we neared the ice cream place.

"Why do you have those?" Sasuke finally spoke, motioning to my ears and tail. He finally seemed to relax a little once we had our ice cream in hand.

"I don't know… I was born this way, I guess." I shrugged. Sasuke inched closer.

"Can I… Can I touch them?" He asked, blushing slightly. Itachi laughed, making Sasuke blush more.

"Sure, if you'd like to." I said, cautiously watching him.

He gently tugged on one of my ears, his eyes widening in fascination. He touched the tip of my tail before turning to grab his brothers hand.

"Niisan! You have to feel them! They're so soft!" Sasuke announced, smiling widely and dragging Itachi's hand towards my head. Me ears folded back, not used to all of this attention.

Itachi noticed my action, and he hesitated.

"May I?" Itachi asked, holding his younger brother back from my tail. I looked at him, before nodding quickly.

He tenderly ran his figures along my ears, making me shudder. This was the first time anyone had ever touched me kindly, except my family. And of course, it was two boys. How embarrassing.

Then he softly touched my tail, his eyes shining like Sasuke's did when he touched me before. They were thrilled. I wasn't sure why, but I couldn't stop smiling.

It had been 3 weeks since I had first encountered Sasuke and Itachi. We had grown on each other. I suppose we didn't have much of a choice, because we spent almost every day together. My mom had started paying Itachi to baby sit me, so she could take more shifts at the hospital and help pay the bills. My father was often away on missions, so my mother insisted that someone needed to watch me. I didn't mind though. I enjoyed the brothers' company.

"Today, I will teach you two how to throw shuriken." Itachi said, taking us somewhere in the woods.

"But niisan! I already know how! I've been practicing!" Sasuke whined, pulling on Itachi's hand.

"Practicing will make you better, Sasuke. You should try to perfect it." Itachi patiently said, smiling at him. Sasuke huffed, pouting.

"This is how you hold it. Here, try." Itachi said, handing a shuriken to me and Sasuke. I gently gripped it, and it felt foreign to me.

Itachi showed me step by step how to throw it, while Sasuke practiced on the side.

Itachi was amazing! He threw it perfectly every time. Even Sasuke was good, he could at least hit the targets. I was too afraid to throw it.

I watched them with envy as they threw each shuriken. I could only wish to be as strong as them.

"Yuki-chan, what are you afraid of?" Itachi asked after about 20 minutes, after I repeatedly refused to throw my first shuriken.

"I'm afraid of hurting someone…" I admitted shyly, glancing away and biting my lip.

"Don't think of it like that. If you can perfect this, then you can use it to protect the people you love. You do want to protect the people you love, right?" He asked, encouraging me. I thought about it for a moment. Then, I nodded bravely, feeling inspired by his words.

I picked up a shuriken, braced myself, took a deep breath, exhaled, and threw it.

It hit just an inch left of the shuriken Itachi threw just a minute before. Itachi stared silently, eyeing where it had landed.

"Wow Yuki-chan! That was awesome! I knew you could do it!" Sasuke cheered, tweaking my ear. I blushed, and smiled a little at him.

"Keep practicing, once you two do this well I will teach you the next step." Itachi said, drawing our attention back to training.

For the rest of the evening, we practiced throwing the shuriken until we couldn't anymore. Then Itachi took us home, and we had a tea party until my mom returned to get me.

5 months went by. School had started, and I was mostly shunned by everyone. Except Sasuke, that is. A few people would say hello, but I was never invited to hang out outside of class. So I spent my days after school with Itachi and Sasuke.

Today was a Friday, so we were celebrating by baking cupcakes at their house while their father was at work. They were chocolate, with a caramel filling. I was decorating a handful of cupcakes with white caramel frosting with little pink candy Sakura flowers on top.

"I'll be right back, we should drink milk with these." Itachi said, washing his hands after he finished frosting his own cupcakes.

"Can I come, niisan?" Sasuke asked, covered in chocolate cupcake dough. Itachi smiled and nodded, gesturing for him to follow him.

"Okaasan*, can you watch Yuki for a moment? She looks pretty caught up in those cupcakes." Itachi asked his mom, who was just smiling and watching us all.

"Of course honey. Don't be too long!" She said, sending them off to the store.

I was concentrating so hard on making my cupcakes beautiful that I didn't notice 10 minutes later when the door opened again.

"What is this… THING doing in my house?" I heard a loud, angry voice ask. I looked up from my handiwork, to find myself staring at a strange man glaring at me.

"Oh dear… This is Sasuke and Itachi's friend, Yuki-chan. They just wanted to bake some cupcakes…" Mikoto said, glancing at me nervously. Who was this man to make Sasuke and Itachi's mom so worried?

"No such CREATURE will be allowed in my house!" He raged, drawing closer to me. This must be their father, Fugaku… I was warned to avoid him, by Itachi. I shrank under his gaze, shifting my eyes to look anywhere but at him.

"Father… I see you've returned." Itachi said, from behind Fugaku. His voice was cold, and so were his eyes. When did he get here?

Sasuke was now next to Mikoto, holding the milk, his eyes wide in fear for me.

"Itachi… You will not see this child any longer. Do you understand me?" Fugaku demanded, his glare hardening at me. I stared at him, confused.

"Why?" Itachi challenged. His voice was stern. This wasn't the kind Itachi I was used to.

"You DARE question me?" Fugaku threatened, turning towards him, raising his fists.

Why didn't Itachi move?

Why didn't he stop him?

Panic flooded through my veins, and time seemed to stop all together. I could hear my heart pound through my ears, but I felt frozen.

'Go.'

A voice in my head pushed me, her voice sounding patient and ready.

I did as she said.

-Itachi's POV -

I watched my father turn his attention from Yuki, to me.

This was good. She was safe from his wrath.

I would happily take whatever he was prepared to throw at me, as long as she would be safe.

He raised his fist. I didn't move. I knew it would be better to just accept this and get it over with.

I glanced past my father, towards Yuki. I watched her eyes. They were full with fear and confusion. Her innocent blue eyes could melt my soul, and I felt my heart warm knowing that I had saved her from this pain.

But then something changed.

It was only there for a brief, almost invisible second, but I had seen it.

Her eyes had flashed gold.

And then, she was gone completely.

I heard two dull 'thud' noises, and my eyes flashed back to my father.

The arm he had raised at me was pinned to the wall behind him. It was trapped there with two shuriken, one on each side of his arm, pinning his jacket to the wall. As a result, his arm was pulled back as well.

Yuki was in front of me, crouching. Her ears were back, and I swear I heard a faint growl escape her.

I knew I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help it…

I smiled.

-Yuki's POV -

I glared up at Fugaku, looking at where I had pinned his arm to the wall.

I was lucky that Itachi had insisted that Sasuke and I practice hard, or I would have messed that up.

Fugaku glared at me back, before he smirked. My glare hardened. He had almost hurt one of my two best friends, how dare he smile?

I feel a warm hand touch my own, and I almost jumped, surprised. Sasuke's innocent eyes were staring at me, worry written all over his face. He had snuck over to me during the commotion, to get my attention.

"Let's go outside." Sasuke whispered, although everyone could hear him in the silence. He pulled me away from the scene I had caused, leading me towards the door.

I glanced back at Itachi, and saw him smile as he watched us go. My heart swelled with pride that I had helped him, and I smiled back before turning to go away with Sasuke.

Alright! That was Chapter One! I hope you enjoyed it! Please R&R!

Niisan: Brother

Okaasan: Mother