~Hey :D I'm a new writer, so forgive my mistakes and point them out to me so I can get better, Thanks! Also, This story starts out with my OC Hatake Reiko who is taking place of the two-tails bijuu. If you are the type of person who gets ticked off when people screw up the original story then DON'T READ MY FANFIC. I completely change the story because I have added a new character.

Also, I know I change perspective within the first two paragraphs, but that's how I wanted it :] Is it weird?

Standing on the rail of a very old and cruddy fence, was a young girl. Looking into the rising sun, becoming slightly blinded by its light, 'What is to become of me? Living here alone. Seeing nobody; and if I did, I'd get scolded.'

'I guess I'll go to the grocery store this morning.. I'm low on eggs.' I sighed and built up my nerve to go out and face the world… To get some eggs. 'Why me?'

With my white, waist length long hair, blowing in the wind, I let my eyelids drop covering my jet black eyes. Never ending loneliness clenched at my heart. I opened my eyes and began walking down the bronze dirt road that so many people dread to ever come across.

Town is a simple place, not one you'd want to go out of your way to come and visit for vacation, but not one to avoid for any particular reason. There are few people I can actually talk to and retreat without an injury. It's been like this ever since I was born. Always getting avoided, rocks thrown at, insulted; always hated.

After fifteen minutes of walking down the dirt filled trail, I begin to see the city growing closer. It had been a pleasant day so far, the rain came yesterday so the air was as fresh as it could be with high humidity. It's what we get for living high up with the clouds. It rains every other days and misty air all the other days. Today was a mist day.

"Good morning," I smiled lightly at the store manager as I walked in the nearest general store. I was on pretty good terms with the manager and was never truly abuse by him at any point in time.

".. Morning," He replied with a fake smile. Well, at least he did make the effort to smile, unlike most who have no problem showing their disgust with me. It was just a known fact that I needed to be remineded constantly who I was and what I was.

I discovered where the eggs were on isle three and grabbed two cartons. At the front desk, I dug out a small coin pouch with Japanese cherry blossoms I embroidered one boring afternoon. The threads didn't match or 'work' together, but you work with what you have some times. "Here," I handed him the money that was a little too much. He didn't return my change. 'Fine, like I care. It's just fifty cents. I got plenty of money in the fund that my family left me.'

I walked out of the store with my groceries in a little paper sack, that he so graciously gave me instead of the new plastic sacks people use now days The good thing about paper sacks, is they can work as a weed stopper in flower beds. You simply place it on the soil and cover with mulch, thus preventing the weeds to break through the surface. I consider today's paper sack a blessing. I came to a stop as something caught my attention, 'Whoa that smells so good! Hot pork buns?' It was clearly pork buns; nothing could have such a sweaty hot and sweet taste fill the air and brings smiles to peoples' faces when you walk by.

The pork bun shop was across the street from the grocery store, and it was lunch time. I sat myself down at a two person stall and waited for a waiter to take my order. Looking across the restaurant, I saw the waitress notice me and role her eyes. She walked over with her hands on her hips, glaring, "What'll it be this time?" She sighed. She was a very beautiful girl; she should wipe away the look of disgust on her face.

"One pork bun please," I smiled to lighten the mood and studied her face to see if there was any hope of her smiling too.

"Fine, whatever," She stomped off with no smile. 'Oh well.. I tried. Again.' I sulked for a moment before exploring the room with my eyes. There were a few couples and families here and there. Some had taken notice of me and tried shielding their family with their bodies so I wouldn't even get to look at their children. They were so clueless. Some were oblivious to me existence here today and were enjoying their visit with a friend for a meal.

Five minutes later, she returned with my pork bun, steaming away on a forest green china plate. It looked so good! 'I bet it's as good as it looks too.' I smiled as she set the plate down, "Thanks."

"Yeah, yeah, just finish up and get out of here so our customers won't get frightened or anything. You're hurting our business." She retreated quickly.

"Kay." I dug in with my teeth and discovered flavors one could only wish to explore. Nearly five bites and I was finished. The waitress returned with the bill and set it on my table. 'Wait… what? What the?' I stared at my bill for a good thirty seconds in disbelief. "Um.. Excuse me, why does it say twenty dollars?"

"Oh yeah, the family in the corner said you'd be paying for their lunch. So I just added it to your bill. Pay up already! I have other customers waiting for service, and we don't need someone like you in our restaurant!" She slammed her hand on the table, making everything shake.

"Okay!" I pulled out my coin pouch and scrounged for enough money to pay it all. I didn't have it. 'Ah! Why does today have to be the day that I don't have enough money? She will probably yell.'

"I'm so sorry! I-I don't have twenty dollars with me." I bowed hard and fast several times to express my deepest apologies.

"Eh?! What was that, you monster?!" She reached for a knife from the table place setting next to us and pierced my hand with a stab that now connected my hand to the wood table underneath.

I screeched and flinched at the instant pain in my left hand. I tried to hold in the tears but I failed. As expected, all my feelings and emotions swelled up inside of me. 'Why me?! Why do I get hurt?! It's not my fault!' My thoughts and cries left my head, "It's not my fault! It's not! Why am I always being treated as though I'm worth nothing more than dirt?! I'M SICK OF THIS!" I screamed at her and grabbed the knife that conjoined me with the table and pulled it out only to throw it at the floor. With my right hand I grabbed the table and threw it at the waitress; collapsing on the floor with tears of angst and hate and loneliness. 'Do I really deserve all of this?'

"Look at what you've done! You monster! What a mess this is!" She screamed back at me but also with a insecure sound to her voice because she.. Was scared of me. She backed away with widened eyes, pointing her finger at me, cowering. I had begun to glow. No! Not this! Not now! I bolted for the door and ran away. 'Anywhere… Anywhere but here. I need to get away from this place; from everything.'

I must have run for thirty minutes before I collapsed on the floor in some forest. 'Ugh I'm still glowing.. I lost it again, huh? I wonder what will happen to me now. Why am I alive anyways? Maybe I should just die, and erase my existence from this world. Would that make someone happy?' "Ah..!" I started to sob, eventually sobbing myself to sleep next to a tree.

"Is she ok?"

"She looks like she's been here a while.."

"How many days do you think?"

".. Maybe two? She looks famished." 'What? I hear.. Voices.'

"There's a village about twenty or so minutes that way; I bet she's from there.''

"I can take her there; it's not totally out of my way."

"You sure? This isn't a part of our mission."

"I know. But I can't just leave her here to rot. I'm not that heartless."

'W-Who's that? These voices. Why can't I see anything? I want to see who it is.' I finally found the strength to open my eyes, "O-Oh!" I yelped. 'Who is this man? And why the HECK is he carrying me?'

"You're awake," He said staring at me once he had stopped moving. This gave me the chance to get a good look at him whose face was inches from mine. He had long slick black hair that was sticking to his face in several places from the moisture in the air. His eyes were as dark as his hair with the most handsome features. He lacked emotion, which made his handsome features less noticeable.

"Put me down!'' I demanded and he did so without comment. "What do you want with me?"

He stared blankly at me, "You were passed out in the middle of the forest. I assume you're from this city?''

'This city?' I looked around and found myself at the city gates. I turned to look at him again, 'Ah! He's a ninja! I'll be on my guard. I don't want to get killed. Or maybe.. It's better that I do get killed.' "U-Um.." I started to say as he continued staring at me with his piercing onyx eyes. "W-Would you like to stay for dinner? To express my thanks." 'I can try. Maybe he will say yes.'

"No thanks." Was all he said and as he turned around to leave I heard a manly growl from his stomach. I giggled and blushed, he didn't turn around so I had no clue what his expression was. "Um.. Maybe a little something." I could tell in his voice that he didn't feel comfortable coming for dinner. The point was, he didn't know who I was, which mean he wasn't scared of me. Yet.

After a while of walking, we came across my yellow ragged cottage; it had paint peeling down the side like it had been through tough times. There wasn't much to be proud of, but it was still my home and a place a refuge. Once inside, I quickly scrounged what ingredients I could to make ramen. I served in my only two bowels with my only two pairs of chopsticks and cups for green tea. 'He looks uncomfortable but he's not scared of me. It's probably good he doesn't know my secret.' "Is the ramen to your liking?" I tried stirring up a conversation, feeling awfully awkward myself.

"It's good." 'He's kind of boring.. But I guess that's ok.' Again, I studied his features as he took bites of his soup, his dark lashes looked longer now that he was looking down at his meal; and even though he was eating, there was a little 'crow's feet' on the sides of his eyes which I could clearly make out that his eyes were smiling. I wondered if it was the food he was so happy about.

"What did you say your name was?" I asked, even though we both knew he hadn't said his name yet.

"Uchiha Itachi."

"I'm Hatake Reiko. It's nice to meet you," I smiled.

"Hn."

"Where are you from? If you don't mind me asking."

"Konoha." He paused to stare at me, "Did you say your last name was Hatake?"

"Yes..?" 'Does he know something?

He stood up and reached for his things on the floor, "I must leave and return to my mission." He started to exit. 'Crap! He knows!'

I grabbed his vest, "Wait!" He turned slightly so he could see me. "Let me do something for you! Wait here, I'll make you some food for your return journey." I let go of his shirt and didn't wait for his reply as I ran off into the kitchen. I was determined to make him stay a little longer.

"I don't need any."

"Please! You're my only friend, I want to do something!" I begged him. 'Why do I care if he stays? I should just let him go, it's probably better if he didn't get to know the real me anyway.' I could feel his dark eyes on me as I stared at the floor, tears sliding down my face. He just stood there watching me cry. 'What am I doing? I look like an idiot.'

He finally said, "I'll come back."

"W-What?" I looked back at him my eyes still draining salt water down my face.

"I'll come back," He repeated. "It won't be for a while though; the Lightning Country is a week away from where I live." 'H-He'll come back?'

"T-Thank you!" Was all I could manage to say.

"Bye."

And with that he was gone. 'He'll be back..' I fell on the floor and paused for a moment long enough for all of this to sink in. 'He'll come back! I made a friend. I'm so happy!' I began sobbing curled up in a ball on the floor. 'I'm so… So happy.'

One month had gone by, and I was wondering if I really would be seeing him again. 'Did he really mean that he'd come back? Or maybe he just said that to shut me up.' Knocking at the door woke me up from my deep thoughts; bringing me back to reality. 'Wait what? Knocking? People have never come to visit me before. It's him! I know it is.' I ran over to the door and opened it. It was him! "You're back!" I leapt forward and hugged him. He didn't hug back, but just stood there uncomfortable; I didn't care though. "You're back! You're back!" 'Just like he said he would be.'

I looked up at him with a smile that reached from ear to ear, "I didn't plan on coming back.. I only said that to shut you up." He averted his eyes for a moment, "But I felt bad about lying, so I.. came back." I couldn't stop smiling or looking at him. He was so gorgeous. Long black hair, onyx eyes that spoke of nothing but mystery. He broke the silence and said, "But I'm on another mission, so I can't stay long."

"I don't care." He turned his head to match my gaze, "You came here for me, I'm so happy!"

"Uh.. I came here because I felt bad for lying to you, and I was already on a mission anyway for this area of the Lightning Country," He looked away again, grabbed my shoulders and detached me from hugging him. He then looked about the room observing the old cottage. "Do you live alone?" He finally said.

"Yes."

"Where is your family?"

"Dead I think." I said while staring at the floor. "I had a mother, a father, and a step brother." 'I hate talking about them.'

"What happened?" He pried.

"I killed my mother after I was born, my father abandoned me, took my step brother, and went away to another country to try and forget about me."

"What was your step brother's name?"

"My nanny told me Kakashi," His eyes widened. "He has white hair like me because we share the same father who also had white hair."

"You look just like him." He spoke with a smile tugging at his lips.

"What?! You know my brother, Kakashi?" 'My brother.. My nii-san.' "How is he? How old is he? What has he been doing? Has he forgotten about me?" I blurted out questions like a crazy child. My mind even felt foggy from the excitement. I would have never expected such astonishing news.

"He's fine I guess." 'Ugh come on, say more than that..'

"Good." I smiled thoughtfully, "I hope to see him one day." I wondered off into my future hopes and dreams. While Itachi stood there and just watched me, he never stopped looking at me..

"Oh!" I startled him as I ran over to the kitchen and grabbed all kinds of ingredients, "I should make you some food for your return journey" I said smiling because I knew he would leave soon. 'Dangos and rice balls sound decent.'

"Um.. You don't have too." Even though he said that, I could tell by his voice that he wanted it. "How old are you?" 'Oh yeah I haven't told him that yet.'

"Thirteen."

"Hn," 'Oh gosh.. What will he think about hanging with a thirteen year old.. I wish I was older.' "You look older," I turned around to look at him with disbelief and then felt my face heat up. He chuckled and I immediately turned around to finish my cooking.

"Here," I smiled and handed him a small basket with my finished rice balls, dangos, and green tea in a bamboo container. He slowly walked up without breaking eye contact with me and slowly reach out to grab the basket from my hands.. Still.. Without braking eye contact. 'What is he thinking? He's so weird.'

"Thank you." He turned around and headed for the door to take his leave. I stood, leaning against the counter of my kitchen watching him leave. I knew it was time for him to go but I didn't know what I could do to make him stay longer.

"W-Wai-" I began,

"I'll be back" Was all he said as he shut the door. I don't know why, but I started to cry. I missed him already. 'Why am I like this?' Again, I curled up on the floor and began weeping. 'He'll be back.'

Three months had passed and I was starting to give up. 'He's not coming.. I should have run after him..' "I'll go into town and get some salt for tonight's dinner." I got my shoes on and headed for the old trusty general store.

It was a short visit. It was time to sulk again as I had been yelled at by the towns people again and it was always depressing. Approaching my house, I saw my door wide open. Someone had been there. 'Oh. It's probably some punks from town going to vandalize my home. I'll grab a kunai and beat them to crap I guess.' I went inside and started looking around for any traces of vandalism or people. Then I noticed a package and small bento box on the kitchen table. The one I gave Itachi. 'Is he..? He's back!' "Itachi?" He walked around the corner from my bedroom.

"Oh.. There you are." His deep voice echoed in my ears and my heart.

"Itachi!" I ran forward and threw my arms around his neck to hug him as tightly as I could.

"Good evening." He places his hands around my waist to return the hug without being to intimate.

"Itachi. I missed you so much!" I couldn't let go. Not ever. I tightened the hug and he returned it by placing his hands softly on my back.

He chuckled, "Yeah." I inhaled his smell, trying to fuse it to my memory. "I'm on another mission."

"Oh?" I looked up at him. He was so tall.. The top of my head didn't even clear the level of his shoulders. "Oh.. But can you can stay longer?" I asked with hope beaming on my face with a blush.

"Mhm." He said, and if you looked hard enough, you could see a smile trying to appear. "I have something for you." He reached over to the table and handed me a little package wrapped in tissue paper. He handed it to me, watching and waiting for my expression to pop when I opened it. When I unraveled it, I placed the tissue paper on the counter next to me. It was a dress! It was a white summer dress with a blue satin sash around the waist. 'It's so beautiful..'

He snorted when he saw my face light up as if I had never seen a dress before, it was so gorgeous. "Itachi.." I paused and held it against myself, "I don't deserve this. Something this wonderful."

He looked at me as though my skin just turned blue or something. "Why?"

'I can definitely tell he thinks I'm crazy.' "W-Well," I was going to have to tell him sooner or later. "I have a secret," I began, "There's something inside of me. It's called a Bijuu. I'm sure you've heard of them before.." I looked up to see his eyes widen and then quickly looked down to the floor and I couldn'tbare to see his surprised and judging face even though I lived around that all my life. I didn't want to see his unhappy expressions. "I didn't want to have to tell you, but I know I needed to."

"You're a Jinchuriki?" He finally spoke after a long silence.

"Yes. I'm the two tails," I glanced up at him and then back to the floor, emotions building up inside of me, "No one cared for me except my nanny who ran away after a while. I'm avoided when I go to town; punished, and cursed by others. I'm not wanted by anyone, you probably think that too." He stepped forward as though I'd insulted him.

"I don't think that wa-"

I cut him off, "No one loves me! That's why I'm alone. My father and brother left me because of what I did to my mother after I was born." Tears kept leaking from my eyes. He stepped forward to hug me again, showing he cared. I was surprised that he accepted me so easily. A normal reaction would be to run away, or avoid me. 'There again.. Itachi isn't like others, so I guess he really does care.'