A/N: This is my second fanfic. I'm still a novice; please be gentle. And enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto.

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It's Itachi: CHAPTER I

The first time he had seen her was when he had been occasionally walking through the Academy route, returning home from another boring mission.

He had been cursing the raindrops that had begun splattering down, making his day even worse, when something had flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Quickly alerted, thanks to the lightning-fast reflexes honed from years of extensive training he had been subjected to since infancy, he had wasted no time pulling out a kunai, eyes bleeding red, observing for any possible danger.

That had been when he saw something pink.

Pink?

The logical, self-disciplined, clan-heir side of him that he'd been conditioned to rule his judgements had forbidden him to involve in something he didn't need to, but curiosity had gotten the better of him.

Splashing muddy water with every stride, he had approached Pink, which had revealed itself as a little girl's hair. Brushing off his own soaked strand from onyx eyes, he had blinked once, then twice.

The pink-haired girl, no older than eight, had been hurt, bleeding and crying.

Tsk, so much for curiosity.

He had not known why, nor had he contemplated why, but he had pulled out a piece of cloth from his vest and had wrapped it around her knee.

She had flinched but said nothing, and had looked up at him with big green eyes, glazing with tears.

He had smiled a little, standing up, and had turned around when something caught his ears, halting him for a moment.

"Arigato, Sasuke-kun." There had been adoration in her words, more than obvious gratitude, at his otouto's name.

Sasuke knew her?

And for some inexplicable impulse he hadn't wanted to tangiblize, he had whispered, "Its Itachi." And drifted off.

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