Title; Uchiha Itachiko

Warning; Uchihacest, Possible Violence, Adult Content.

Rated; 'M'

Summary; Modern Day. Itachiko Uchiha was adopted into the Uchiha family when she was a baby, found outside of the Uchiha Mannor gates.

Diclaimor; Not giving her S/N, but Itachiko belongs to a friend I RP with.

Note; Itachiko is a year younger than Sasuke, and six years younger than Itachi. If you don't like the thought of Uchihacest with an OC, turn back now.

One;

Itachiko, only eight, sat in Itachi's lap, fiddling with the hem of the shirt Itachi let her wear to bed for the night, while she slept in his room. The shirt was like a dress on her, hanging off her shoulder slightly. She had told Itachi she wanted to tell him something and was working up the courage to. Itachi had his arms wrapped around her loosely as he rocked from side to side, waiting patiently, humming a bit to let her know he had all night for her. Finally, she took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. "I-Itachi-nii...I..." She paused and opened her eyes ever so slightly, staring down at the bed sheets that covered their lower halves. She was hesitating, and expected Itachi to grow impatient and ask her what she wanted, but five minutes passed and she glanced back at him to see him smile.

"Take your time." He said, catching the look on her face. She blushed and turned to stare at the red and black silk sheets.

"I... Ita-nii, I love you." She said real fast, closing her eyes, expecting him to laugh at her and tell her she was childish and cringed when she heard a small chuckle, but blushed when she felt him kiss her cheek.

Itachi had to admit, he had been taken back a bit by this, and he knew what she meant. He let out a small chuckle and kissed her cheek. "And I love you, Ita-nee, but the love you hold for me is something that some younger siblings feel when they're young. I think this is just a phase that will pass." He said in a kind tone, not wanting to hurt her feelings, but had a feeling he had anyway when she whimpered a bit and lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Itachiko." He said, his voice softening more as he huged her shoulders tightly, but not enough to harm her. She nodded and leaned back into the hug a bit before squirming free and laying down next to him, resting her head on the silk black and red pillow cases.

Itachi could return her feelings, and he knew he'd be able to, because he even felt that way for her, but didn't want to take any chances in hurting her. He was, after all, a teenaged boy with needs and she couldn't provide them for him, and he was a man that stuck to one love until they decided it wasn't right. And it had happened once. Granted, he had had a few one night stands, at the person's request. It wasn't something he was proud of, but it happened, and it would continue to happen. He laid down next to her and she curled up to him as he wrapped an arm around her. That night, they slept closer than a parent would allow their children. He had slipped his hand up her shirt, pushing the front up to reveal the white panties she wore, since she was still just a child, his hand resting all too close to the chest that didn't exist yet. If he hadn't locked his door and their parents were to walk in, he was sure he'd be accused of molesting her.

They slept soundly that night, both enjoying the other's presence.

Eight Years Later

Itachi, twenty two, was still living with his parents, though had a job and was supporting himself, paying rent and everything. Itachiko was now sixteen, and was still growing, but it was noticable, even in the slightest bit, that she was a young woman now. Her breats were still small, but she was a slim, curvy young girl, but still a little short for a teen her age. She sat on the kitchen counter, snacking on an apple while Itachi sat at the counter, snacking on some chicken strips. He had to admit, the school's uniform she wore wasn't helping him out in the slightest bit.

She had smooth looking legs, was at a healthy weight, but wasn't too skinny, her skin was a bit tan, but not too much, her red eyes stood out against the black eye liner and light blue eye shadow she wore. Her lips were painted with black lipstick and she had a pair of ear rings with anti-Christ crosses dangling almost to her shoulders, blending in with her dark black hair that now at mid-back length. The outfit consisted of a blue skirt that barely reached a third of the way down her legs, a short sleeved, white shirt with a blue bow and blue stripes at the bottom of the sleeves.

Itachi had to admit, yet again, she was his idealistic girlfriend. He planned to tell her that night about his feelings. But for the time being, he would push the thought to the back of his mind. Sasuke walked in, wearing the school's boy uniform. It consisted of a pair of dark blue slacks, a white shirt, and a dark blue jacket. The jacket was tied to his waist and he tossed his bag onto the table, looking over and tilting his head. "Hm? I thought you had to work today, Aniki?" Sasuke asked, tilting his head. Itachi looked back and shook his head some.

"Not today. They gave me the day off since they're not busy today." He replied, watching as Sasuke eyed Itachiko. Itachiko smiled around the apple before pulling it from her lips and tilting her head a bit.

"Can I help you, Sauce-gay?" She asked, causing a stressmark to form on her slightly older brother's forehead.

"Yes, Shrimpy, you can." A stressmark formed on her head this time and she growled.

"And what is that, Sas-Uke.?"

"You can shut your mouth, short brat."

"Bite me, faggot!" She snapped, jumping off the counter, about to tackle Sasuke when Itachi grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his lap, causing her to squeak.

"Fuck off, bitch!"

"HEY!" Itachi snapped, standing from his chair. Both Sasuke and Itachiko jumped at the sound of his voice, both turning to look at him. "Sasuke, there is absolutely no need to call her that!"

"Why the hell do you always stick up for that thing?! She was adopted for the love of God!"

"She's still our sister! Get your ass up to your room now!" Sasuke flipped him off and turned, running to his room before Itachi could get his hands on him. Itachi huffed and folded her arms, crossing her legs as she did so.

"Bastard." She muttered, staring out the window. Itachi looked to her, a bit calmer now with a tilted head. "He's just mad because you stick up for me, that's all it is." She said mainly to herself, but knew Itachi could hear her. She smiled over at Itachi and jumped off the counter, pushing her bangs from her eyes. "I'm gonna go hang with a few friends, kay?"

"Be home before dark, and change out of your school uniform."

"On it, Nii-san!" She chirped, running off to change. She reached her room and stripped herself of her school uniform, leaving her in her blue bra and panty set as she walked to the closet, pulling out a blue tanktop, black jean, short shorts, and her black boots along with her light, vanillaish colored jacket. She changed and slipped on her boots and jacket, pulling her hair up into pigtails, tied with red ribbons, letting her bangs fall in her face. She grabbed her red watch and slipped it on, glancing at the time.

She had a few hours. She ran from her room, grabbing her back pack like purse, placing a light kiss on Itachi's cheek before heading out, leaving a small black kiss mark on his cheek. He blinked and wiped his cheek off with the back of his hand, shaking his head. Itachiko sighed when she was half a block away, falling to a walk as she swung the bag over her shoulders and continued on, looking around. Shrugging, she pulled her cell from her pocket and scrolled through her contacts, dialing Shikamaru's number.

"Nara residence, Shikamaru speaking."

"Hello there, Mr. Robot. It's Itachiko." She chirpped.

"Hm? Oh, hey. What's up?"

"Why are you at home and not with Ino-Pig, or Chouji?"

"Ino was going on about something and Chouji had some things to do today..."

"Oh...I'm coming over, kay?"

"Fine by me." Shikamaru replied, glancing to the clock.

"Alright then. Fifteen minutes at max, late." She said, hanging up, starting to take short cuts. When she arrived, Shikamaru was sitting on the front porch, on the phone yet again with a bored look. Itachiko walked up and tilted her head, folding her arms behind her back. 'Ino'. Shikamaru had mouthed and she made an 'Oh' face before smiling and taking the phone. "Ucky-nii is gay, did you know that?" She asked, plopping down next to Shikamaru on the porch swing. Shikamaru sighed lightly in relief. The blond had been talking his ears off.

"Huh? Itachiko? Sasuke is not gay."

"He is too. Haven't you always wondered why he stared at Uzumaki?"

"Huh? He does not!"

"Mhm! Hey, Shikamaru and I just made plans, like fifteen minutes ago, so I'ma let ya go, Piggy girl!" She said, hanging up and handing the phone to Shikamaru. "Here ya go, lazy-ass." Shikamaru murred at the name and took the phone, looking at her now with a tilted head.

"What brings you here?" He asked. She shrugged a bit and smiled.

"The faggot pissed me off and Itachi was home, so I couldn't pound his face in, so I came here where it's nice and calm." She replied, pushing herself up off the porch swing and held up her bag with a small smirk.

"Oh no."

"Come on, you know you love it." She said, grabbing his wrist and pulling him into the house. Shikamaru groaned and not five minutes later Itachiko had one of her mixed CD's in his CD player, the music somewhat blaring. Lucky for him, it was something he could stand. 'Missery Business' by Paramore. He sat on his bed while she stood and moved around a bit as if dancing a bit. He looked up when she started to sing, and tilted his head. He had to admit, she was good.

Hours of random music later, Itachiko looked outside and jumped when he cell went off. "Oh crap! I'm late. Itachi-nii's gonna kill me..." She said, looking at the caller ID on her phone, squeaking. Shikamaru lifted a brow and watched her answer the phone.

"Itachiko, you're late." Itachi's voice sounded.

"I know, but I got so caught up in dancing and singing at Shika's, I lost track of time. I'll be home soon, kay?"

"I'll come and get you. I don't want you walking around when it's dark." Itachi heard Itachiko groan.

"Alright, Ita-nii. I'll be waiting on the front porch."

"Kay. Be there soon."

Itachiko turned to Shikamaru after getting her CD and smiled. "Wait with me?"

"Sure." Shika said, hopping off his bed and following her from the room, to sit on the porch. Itachiko was too hyper to sit, so she was up, dancing to music in her head as she sung.

"It's not her fault that she's so irresistibl, but all the damage she's caused isn't fixable. Every twenty seconds you repeat her name, but wien it comes to me you don't care if I'm alive or dead. So objection I don't wanna be the exception to get a bit of your attention. I love you for free and I'm not your mother. But you don't even bother. Objection, I'm tired of this triangle. I'm falling apart in your hands again. No way, I've got to get away." She sang as she moved a bit, eyes closed. If Shikamaru wasn't dating someone now, he'd have to admit she looked good like that. The short shorts and form fitting top is what did it for her, but he knew better. Even if he wasn't dating Temari already, he'd still be afraid of Itachi.

"Next to her cheap silicon, I look minimal. That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible. But you gotta know small things also count. You better put your feet on the ground and see what it's about. Objection, I don't wanna be the exception to get a bit of your attention. I love you for free and I'm not your mother. But you don't even bother. Objection, I'm tired of this triangle. Got dizzy dancing tango. I'm falling apart in your hands again. No way, I've got to get away.

"I wish there was a chance for you and me. I wish you couldn't find a place to be away from here. This is patheric and sardonic. It's sadistic and psychotic. Tango is not for three. Was never meant to be. But you can try it, rehearse it or train like a horse, but don't you cont on me. Don't you cound on me boy. Objection, I don't wanna be the exception to get a bit of your attention. I love you for free and I'm not your mother. But you don't even bother. Objection, I'm tired of this triangle. Got dizzy dancing tango. I'm falling apart in your hands again. No way, I've got to get away."

Just as she was about to stop dancing, Itachi pulled up and she froze dead in her movements, a light blush creeping up her cheeks when she could just barely see the amused look on her brother's face from behind the tinted windows. Shikamaru cleared his throat, stood and handed her her bag, patting her shoulder cautiously. "See ya in school tomorrow." Shikamaru said and she nodded, turning a small smile to him.

"Kay, late Shika! Oh, yeah. Do you have tonight's math assignment?"

"It was a worksheet. I'll email it to you." She nodded and turned to run to the car Itachi was waiting in, climbing in and waving as they pulled off.

"I take it you were having fun?" Itachi asked. Itachiko blushed and stuck her tongue out at him, but nodded.

"Mhm! So, what's for dinner?"

"Porkchops, mashed potatos and corn." Itachiko made a small noise and sweat dropped when he stomach growled. Itachi couldn't help but laugh at her a bit, causing the girl to blush once more and huff, looking out the tinted window to her right.

"I'ma steal your bed tonight, kay?" She asked after a few short moments. Itachi looked to her as they pulled into the driveway with a quirked brow.

"What makes you say that?"

"Because your bed is soft, and it smells like your cologne." Itachiko replied, grabbing her bag as the two stepped from the car. "Hey, that reminds me, can I barrow your jacket tomorrow? Pleeaaasssssssseee?" She asked, clinging to his arm as they started up the walk. Itachi sweat dropped and sighed, giving in.

"Just don't spray it with perfume." He said. She smiled and clung to his arm more as they walked into the house. She let go when she smelled the food and smiled as she dropped her bag at the door and headed for the kitchen, taking her seat where she usually did near Itachi, plates already set out. Itachi was only a few seconds behind her.

Dinner was somewhat quiet, though Itachiko and Sasuke glared at each other for the longest time. Mikoto finally cleared her throat and sat her fork down. "Sasuke, how was school?" Sasuke looked over and shrugged.

"Nothing new, really..."

"You're such a fibber, Sasuke." Itachiko said in a kind tone before turning to her mother. "Conferences are coming up, and we have one on the same day. I was wondering if Itachi could take me to mine?" She said, folding her hands in her lap as she talked, to be polite, even though it was killing her.

"Conferences, huh?" Fugaku asked, sitting back in his chair now. Itachiko nodded and smiled a bit. "Alright then, yes, he can. But I want to know how it goes, kay, Itachi?" Itachi nodded and looked to Sasuke, who had returned to glaring at a smiling Itachiko.

Dinner came and went, Itachiko and Sasuke were forced to do dishes together, by Itachi himself, who sat in there with them and he and Itachiko were now in his room. Itachi was talking with friends over the net while Itachiko was up, dancing and singing to some more of her randomly mixed CD's. At the current time, 'Bleed It Out' was playing and she was bouncing about a bit as she sang along with it. Itachi smirked a bit in the conference and turned on the mic, sitting it so it would catch Itachiko's voice so the other's could hear.

hyperactiveexplosivesartist; Holy shit, un! Do I hear Itachiko in the background?

akatsukisredsparrow; Mhm.

scorpionoftheredsands; Would you expect any less from Itachi's baby sister? She is one of the group, ya know.

jashinfollower; My question is, how did she wind up one of us?

imagoodboy; She use to always follow Itachi when he came to hang out with us.

paperflower; Mhm. I'm kinda glad she was a pest back then. -smirk-

hyperactiveexplosivesartist; Only because you two plot against us all the time, un.

Itachiko took notice to the mic and squeaked, covering her mouth. "Itachi!" She whined, throwing a pillow at him, who laughed and caught it.

akatsukisredsparrow; Gotta go, late.

Itachi closed the window out and turned his chair to Itachiko with a small smile. "Sorry, I had to. It was just too good to miss." He said as she murred and flopped back on his bed. She was in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, both of which she had stolen from Itachi the week before.

"You're mean to mean..." She pouted, folding her arms as she sat up, bringing her legs up indian style. Itachi pushed himself up off the chair and walked over to the bed, sitting next to her.

"Am I now? If I was that mean, I'd tell you to give me my clothes back." She blinked and looked down at her outfit before smirking and looking up to him.

"Want them back?" She asked, causing Itachi to quirk a brow. She took hold of the hem of the shirt and started to lift it.

"No, you can keep them." He said before it went anywhere past her belly button. She smiled and let the shirt fall once more, turning a bit so she now sat in Itachi's lap, facing him, sitting almost on his knees. "What are you up to?"

"Nothing, why?" She asked, tilting her head a bit. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around her waist as he started to lean back. She squeaked and followed him down, now damn near stradling his hips. A light blush painted her cheeks as her head rested on his chest. What the hell are you doing, Itachi? His mind asked him, but he ignored the voice that was telling him it was wrong. Itachiko blinked when she felt Itachi's hand slip up her shirt and rest on her back, but welcomed the warm hand with a soft purr.

The two laid like that for a few short moments before Itachiko lifted her head to ask Itachi something. Itachi had had the same idea and in the process, their lips brushed together. They stared at each other for a good two minutes before Itachi leaned up and pulled her into a full kiss. She blushed a darker red than she had been, but let her eyes slide closed, not sure if it was just a dream or not. Guess I'll find out soon enough... She thought, entangling her fingers through his hair.

TBC!

Alright, this is a modern day dedication to one of my RP buddies. Again, Itachiko does not belong to me. Thank you for you're time.

Panda