this was burning a hole in my brain
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When she opens her eyes for the first time, she recognizes nothing. She feels nothing. Instead, she takes in the room of white, and the first thing she sees are eyes. Haunting, dark eyes.
Eyes darker than the darkness that was lit up by stars.
She can barely make out the woman's face, the woman with the eyes darker than the darkness that was lit up by the stars.
The woman pulls her close, and she feels something warm pressed against her body.
She moves to push away, but her lithe arms are to weak and fragile, and the woman giggles.
It's then she realizes her situation at hand.
She's a baby
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Her mother puts all the darkness to shame, with those midnight eyes of hers that shine with any more light she's ever come to know.
She's pretty, with long black hair and a warm smile.
But no matter how much love those eyes of hers hold for her, there was always a trace of darkness, a trace of sadness that lurked in the inky irises.
Darkness is accustomed in this world.
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Her brother shares the gentle eyes of his mother, but yet they hold so much more.
They seem to know how deep the wounds of battle run, although he had yet to experience it.
He cares for his beautiful little Imouto very much, but still, she was very wary around him. Distant.
Because he was going to kill them all
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Her brother never stops trying.
He always clears his way and time , trying to bond with his little sister, but she's always had her head in the clouds, she's never paying attention.
He doesn't know why, but his Imouto always seemed so...afraid of him...
If only he knew
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Their younger brother is born, two years later.
His tiny, and pink, and with that head full of hair, he's the catcher of many people's eye.
Immediately, she's abandoned as her 'Aniki' forgets about her, forgets about her very existence. He's quite smitten with the new baby, his life centering around little Sasuke. The baby already had him wrapped around his fingers, as if he wasn't already.
She's selfish. She's jealous, and she doesn't even know why.
He didn't love her enough
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She's only four years old, and she knows loneliness likes it branded on her like a scar.
Itachi is so busy juggling training, and being with his brother that he doesn't even spare her a glance.
She knows it's pathetic, but she can't help but feel resentment towards her innocent, two year-old brother.
He's taken all the attention, and she hates it. First her older brother, (not that she should be complaining, she was the one who's afraid of him.) Then her mother. Her father, well, he's not important. He's always busy with the clan and his sons, to notice her.
Because he never wanted her in the first place.
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It's then, when she wonders why bother daydreaming about a future that will never come.
Because she had less than a few years, where her Aniki would kill them all.
Sparing only their younger brother.
She doesn't even bother trying to get close to him.
Aniki killed everyone he was close to, everyone he loved.
If he could kill her parents...
He would kill her too
this will only probably be drabbles, no longer than 2000 words, perhaps.
it will go anyway i decide it to be, either canon or not. it will get much darker in the future, however
please review, happy holidays