A Child –

Itachi's P.O.V. ~

Being rich you would think I would have everything I needed and desired, but sadly that's not the case. I had everything; I had it all thanks to my parents. But it just wasn't what I wanted. My life had a hole in it, this HUGE gap; my life was a puzzle I couldn't complete.

My little brother, Sasuke, thought everything of being rich; he asked mom and dad for something and 'boom' he had it in his possession. I hoped that when he got older he would find the worthlessness of material items. He was eight so he had quite some time.

I thought life would be every day the same, but then she came into my life.

"Now out sales have increased 70% thanks to you son!" My father exclaimed.

"Hooray for me." I said, sarcastically.

"Yes! Pat yourself on the back, thanks to your handsome charms added to the commercial and your appearance at all our stores our electronics are selling like crazy!"

I sighed he obviously couldn't tell I was being sarcastic, he thought I was being serious. My dad could be so clueless about things, clueless about the things I really wanted.

"Father?"

"Yes Itachi?"

"What…" I began.

And 'what' was all I got out before his cell phone began ringing and I just knew he had to take the call. I sighed as I stood to my feet.

"I know you probably have to take this call so…"

"I'm sorry; maybe we can talk later on, maybe at dinner?" He said, before answering his cell phone. "Hello? Oh! Mr. Fuji how are you?"

I turned and walked out of my dad's office, yeah we were going to talk later on at dinner… Right dad, you don't even come to the dinner table half the time.

I needed to get some air, to get away from this place for a while.

I headed down the long hallway towards the front door, but before I could to the entry way, I encountered with my mother.

"Itachi, just the person I wanted to see!" She said, with a big smile on her face.

"Yes? What is it mother?"

"Your cell phone has been ringing off the hook with girls who are interested in you! I took the time to answer it and tell them that you'd call them back!"

I felt the whole room begin to spin, what has she done? And more importantly how did girls get my number if I didn't give them number?

"How… Did… They… Get… My… Number?" I asked, very softly.

"Oh your father had your number programmed into the first hundred phones." My mother explained. "And girls ended up getting the first hundred phones at EVERY store. Didn't your father tell you?"

"No, I guess he forgot to mention that to me…"

"I figured he said something to you about it or even asked if you wanted to do something like that."

"Well he didn't…" I said, feeling my blood beginning to boil. "I don't even know those girls and…! No never mind… I'm going out."

"Where are you heading?"

"I'm going to walk through the park that's near by."

"With a girl?" My mother cooed.

"…No mother… I am not interested in anyone, and until I find someone that interests me, I am riding solo." I said, walking away.

I finally got to the entry way, I grabbed my black jacket and stepped out of the front door. But once I did I almost broke my neck, I held onto one of the sliding doors of the house and looked down.

Sasuke's action figures were all over the porch, I sighed as I stepped over the toys and slipped on my black tennis shoes going on my way.

I looked back at the house and just wondered how I was apart of this family. I was so different then them, I cared about different things then them.

I put on my black jacket and zipped it up, cooler then it was the other day, fall was definitely coming.

Our house wasn't too far from the park I went to, that was where I sat and thought about things. I did this quite frequently, no one even knew about me going to the park by myself, like they seriously cared.

"Maybe… I shouldn't be apart of my own family?" I said, quietly to myself. "Maybe I'm not supposed to be there …"

I placed my hands in my pockets and looked over at the park, (told you it wasn't far.) there I found the usual place I sat at, the bench under the oak tree.

"Why am I so different from mother and father and even…Sasuke?"

I approached the park bench and sat down, oh and don't feel bad for me. I have felt this way many times in my thirteen years of living, I had feelings too you know?

"I'm just a business tool to my dad, I don't know what I am to my mother, I am basically nothing to Sasuke." I said to myself. "Maybe I was a mistake."

I folded my hands, placed my forehead on top of them, and closed my eyes. As you can tell I was a very lonely child. I was…Maybe possibly… Unloved by my own family, it was sad but true.

I was beginning to think my life was pointless, that there was really not a particular reason why I was around. Now that's really bad hearing that coming from someone my age, I had my whole life ahead of me and yet I found it pointless to be alive. I figured my life to be an unfinished puzzle that I could never complete.

"If I ran away and never came back, I'm sure I wouldn't be missed. They'd probably go BUY a new son to replace me."

I opened my eyes and looked straight ahead, my sadden face became a curious one when I saw a pink blob behind a tree. I hadn't noticed that when I first got here. I quickly stood to my feet and slowly started over to the pink blob.

"What is that? It looks like a giant pile of bubble gum…"

But as I got closer I heard snoring, a soft snore, like that of a child. Very similar to Sasuke's. I took a peek behind the tree and gasped at what I saw. There was a little girl, looking no older then Sasuke, sleeping under this maple tree. She had such pretty pink hair, it was unusual but it still was pretty. It seemed to sort of suit her. Her face was pale and her whole body was shivering, though she had a on a little pink coat. I assumed she was sick.

I came around the tree and felt her forehead, I was correct, she had a high fever.

"You are sick little girl." I said, kneeling down and picking her up. "Mmm….What can I do?"

I stared at the shivering and sleeping girl that was now in my arms, I knew I couldn't leave her out here by herself. Where were her parents? I checked her pockets for anything that would give me a clue of who she belonged to. And well instead I found a letter,

Dear sir or madam,

Please take care of my little girl; I am unable to provide the proper care for her. I am sick and poor, her father left her and me two years ago. As you can see at the moment she isn't in the best of health either. She has come down with the flu and should be taken care of immediately since she is so young and feeble. Please take care of my little cherry blossom, she is very precious.

Thank you…

P.S. – Her name is Sakura Haruno, which is why I called her my little cherry blossom.

I folded the note and put it in my pocket. I held the girl tightly in my arms and started to run back home with her. I didn't know exactly how I was going to keep her a secret from anyone, but somehow I felt it was destined for me to find this child and take care of her. It felt as if it were my duty to take care of this precious child. I felt as if maybe… Even though she was only eight she would possibly change my life.