Wow it has been long since I've written fanfiction. This new fic's idea come to be from the bickering between the Itachi and Sasuke on Naruto Hangout Palace (my rpg. ---im Hinata) when they're rping in character, my new obsession with Uchiha Itachi, and from my overactive and neglected writing imagination. Most everything has been going into my drawing-I post on devientart under Kirsta Nadaime if anyone wants to find me, but finally words came back to my mind. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you my newest fanfic, Knowing You.

Oh and of course I don't own Naruto... duh

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Chapter 1: Camp fire

Uchiha Sasuke wasn't a child anymore. He was eighteen, tall, lean, and still the most sought after male in Konoha, but he was now a chunin, a member of the ANBU, and on the short list for promotion to Jounin level. Yet he still had his ambition to fulfill—he had yet to kill his brother, Itachi, and rebuild his clan. Every encounter with the elder Uchiha proved futile. No matter how much Sasuke's skills advanced, Itachi seemed a few steps ahead.

But none of these thoughts currently occupied Sasuke's mind, as he swiftly and silently moved from branch to branch, hardly even disturbing the very air around him. This evening was the start of one of the precious few times in a year when Sasuke could be alone, when he could sort out all the thoughts in his mind. This evening was the start of Sasuke's short vacation. He was going camping.

Deep in the forest, somewhere near the Fire country's boarder with the Water, Sasuke stopped at a clearing. A serene place, there was just enough clearing to set up his camp. He could hear the monotonous sounds of a waterfall nearby, and smelled the almost intoxicating scent of the plants. Nothing here could bother him. Dropping his pack, Sasuke proceeded to set up camp.

It didn't take long, not like the first time he attempted to set up camp all those years ago on a blissful trip with his big brother. Setting up camp took only minutes today, and it wasn't long before Sasuke took to making a fire—that's correct, making a fire. His tradition of rubbing two pieces of wood together to make fire on his camping trips started the first trip he took as a vacation as a chunin a few years ago. Somehow, his frustration was eased when he found that the time he took to rub sticks together finally resulted in a fire.

However, today, wood didn't seem to want to cooperate. He had been rubbing it together for an hour now, and aside from the tiniest bit of smoke, nothing was created. Sighing, Sasuke dropped the sticks. It might be against his own traditions, but using a jutsu seemed a good idea at the moment. He wanted fire… and it was getting dark. Furthermore, he felt a storm coming, and wanted to make his meal before it rained. Putting his hands together, he formed the first seal of the Uchiha fireball jutsu.

There was a rustling in the bushes nearby, and Sasuke immediately stopped, his mind snapping into alert. His eyes narrowed in the direction of the sound, and he opened his senses to any threat it may bring. Kunai under his hand, he waited.

But there was no threat. Moments later, a child pushed his way through the bush. Sasuke's expression changed drastically—instantaneously. A child this far into the woods? Not many people lived this close to the country borders. Instinctively, his eyes flashed red for a split second as he checked the child for any signs of genjutsu usage. There was none.

The boy stepped timidly into the clearing. He was only about four years old, with dark eyes and dark hair. If Sasuke had been older, the child may have even passed for his son.

"Ani-san (big brother) are you camping?" the young boy asked. Sasuke nodded. "You can't make fire?" the boy continued to ask. Sasuke's first reaction was almost resentful at the question, but, for the boy's age and innocence, it was negligible. He simply nodded.

"Still working on…" he started to say.

"I will help you!" the boy exclaimed. To Sasuke's genuine surprise, the boy started making signs—slowly, yes , but sure, he was signing for a jutsu… a familiar jutsu.

"Katon Goukakyuu no Jutsu!" (Fire type, great fireball jutsu) Sasuke jumped away just in time to miss the fireball emitted from the child's mouth… that went through the camp.

A furry of thoughts flashed through Sasuke's mind—his ruined camp, the surprise at the boy's use of ninjutsu, but his father's words were at the forefront. "That's a basic Uchiha ninjutsu—Katon Goukakyuu no Jutsu," his father had said. "An Uchiha member is only seen as an adult when he can use katon. The Uchiha family trait is the manipulation of fire."

Hope you liked it. Obviously Itachi's not in this chapter, but perhaps he may show up later, who knows? (Well… me but that's beside the point) Suggestions, comments, wanna be a beta reader, etc? LOL just review please.

Kirsta