I am Uchiha Mikito, I am a wife and a mother. My husband and I are dead. My sons are the only members of our clan that are still alive. They are both well-known shinobi. Itachi is because he killed our clan. My own son murdered me. Itachi has only mildly disappointed me because of it. It was a show of his skill as a ninja, so as his mother, I must be proud of him. And I am.

My younger son, Sasuke, survived his brother's massacre. He has grown to become very successful as well. He wasn't even a Genin for a full year before he became a chunin. My pride swells for him. I know he has worked so hard at it.

I am proud of both my sons no matter what they do. I know they have both chosen power over friends. I know they both walk the path of evil. Still I am proud of the brave young men they have become.

Regardless that my Itachi is a member of the Akatsuki, he is my first born. I will always hold that fact above any other. Nothing he could so would stop me from loving him. He killed me and still I am proud, and still do I love him.

Sasuke joined Orochimaru, after the sanin attempted to destroy Konoha. He almost killed his best friend and teammate to do it, but he still did it. Still he is my baby, and I love him.

Evil or not, my boys are my boys and I will always love them. I watch over them always, even if they cannot see me, I am there. I watch them in everything they do, and I help them in anyway I can to accomplish what they want to do.

I know that Sasuke wishes to kill Itachi because of my and my husband's murders. I help him to get stronger, but only so he can feel ike he is stepping out of his brother's shadow. I know he always felt like his father only looked at him to be just like his brother. But Itachi is older.

I remember when they were little. Itachi looked after his little brother, and he was everything a mother could want as a role model for the little brother. Sasuke always looked to him for advice and help. They always were good boys, and always played together well. They fought, like any other boys, and that was fine.

But poor Sasuke. He always lived in his brother's shadow. Itachi was a prodigy, and I know Fugaku never seemed to show Sasuke any credit because of it. But I was proud of everything my little boy did. I exaggerated everything Fugaku ever said to me about him so he would feel more important. My husband did speak rather proudly of Sasuke, but not very often, and to no one other than me.

Still my boys are the loves of my life, or were as the case proves. Memories are all I have left of the happier times. With a mother's hope, I want those times to come back. I want my sons to be happy, even if I am no longer with them.

Disclaimer: I own none of this! I don't own any of the characters (at least so far in this chapter) and the only this thus far I take any credit for at all is the idea of writing it. I got the idea to write about Mikito (which is her real name!) and her boys. If you're and Itachi-fan or Sasuke-fan, I am sorry if you don't like how your favorite character is portrayed, and I ask that you don't flame me just because of that…if you have a real reason to flame me, go right ahead, I look forward to reading it! And Thank you again to all my reviewers!! I hope my next year was as nice as this last one was. I dedicate this chapter, and this whole story to you!