Disclamer/Note: I don't own Naruto, and if I did Itachi would have married me by now. Anyway, don't sue me for any copyright thing because all you would get is a bag of tootsie rolls and whatever change is in my POS honda, that goes for the rest of the chapters too. Hitomi is my creation, barrow her if you must, but let me know first. This story lets you pick the ending!


Fugaku Uchiha and his wife Mikoto sat across from their youngest son, Sasuke as they ate an early dinner. Sasuke's young face perked up as his older brother, Itachi, walked in. He was late as usual from his work as a ninja. Itachi bowed to his parents and took his place at the table. Sasuke and Itachi both knew their parents weren't telling them something. The air was thick with the unsaid words. Finally Fugaku spoke.

"I ran into Hiroshi from the Amaya Clan today." Everyone kept on chewing, Fugaku stared at Itachi until he slowly swallowed and looked at him. "The Uchiha clan is dwindling is number, but the Amaya clan is even smaller. Their kin produces mostly boys, but their powers rest only in direct descendants of the bloodline who are female. The direct descendants of the bloodline have become very few in number. There have only been five daughters to the Amaya clan in fifty years, Hiroshi himself has had three daughters. The two older daughters that Amaya Hiroshi have were sought after because of their beauty and strength, charm and genius, and because they had strong boys."

"What does this have to do with me?" Itachi asked. Everyone's attention was on Fugaku now.

"Hiroshi's youngest daughter has great potential; she is the same age as you. She'll make a suitable wife."

"A suitable wife for who?" Itachi asked

"A suitable wife for you." Fugaku slid a picture across the table; Itachi picked it up and glanced at it before getting up angrily. Fugaku stood also, matching Itachi's fury with his own.

"I will not marry this girl! I'm too young!"

"You won't marry her tomorrow, Itachi, in a few years, when you're both mature…" Mikoto's voice was calm, but her eyes were sad.

"No!"

"It has to be done Itachi, our bloodline is wavering, as is theirs, and both bloodlines will not survive without adding strong blood to them." Mikoto stood, "Please, we are only doing this for the good of the family—"

"No!" Itachi stormed out of the kitchen, slamming the sliding door behind him. Sasuke gasped a little and stared after his brother. He got up as if to follow him, but Fugaku stopped him.

"Finnish your dinner, Sasuke, he'll come back." Fugaku and his wife shared a glance, "That went as well as it could." Fugaku said. Together they sat down and finished their meal.