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Disobedient Pet

Standing before her-a smirk planted on his face and an eyebrow raised-was none other than the academy's heartthrob: Itachi Uchiha. He stared down at her, his coal black eyes fixed on her auburn ones.

Even though Itachi wasn't exactly smiling, he still looked so elegant, standing there, his arms folded neatly across his chest, his shoulder-length black hair swaying gently with the wind.

He was dressed in a plain black T-shirt and gray pants that were folded up at the bottom.

Yukika didn't know what to do, there was nothing she could do but wait for him to yell at her and call her a freak. So she waited and waited, but nothing came.

"Talking to yourself again Fujiwara?"

Hearing Hatsuka's voice was like a needle through her heart as more tears to flowed like tiny rivers down her pale cheeks. She sat there in silence as the laughter of her classmates roared around her. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She got up, and once again, she ran.

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Walking slowly up the few steps to the front door of her house, Yukika couldn't help but realize how her heart seemed to beat a little bit faster the closer she got.

Just be good, she thought, taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart.

She stepped inside and saw her father sitting in his big blue chair reading the newspaper. He was a handsome man with short black hair and auburn eyes that matched Yukika's.

"Hi daddy, I'm home!" Yukika said happily, waving at her father.

She waited for a reply but nothing came, just silence.

"D-daddy?" She said a little louder.

Nothing.

"Daddy?" She said again, even louder.

Still nothing.

"Daddy, I'm home from school now and I-"

She stopped at the sound of her father growling.

He stood up and stormed over to her, his hand raised in the air, ready to smack her down like a disobedient pet.

"No, daddy! I'm sorry; I didn't mean to-"

Suddenly the door opened and Kumiko walked in. Their father stopped and looked at his pink-haired daughter, "Welcome home Kumiko, how was your day?" He asked, lowering his hand.

"It was fun!" she exclaimed, smiling happily at him.

"That's great, I'm glad you had fun!" He replied, smiling back at her.

"What'd you do today?" another voice asked. It was the voice of their mother, Reina.

Yukika looked over and saw her standing in the doorway that led to the kitchen, drying her hands on a dull gray rag. She was a beautiful woman with short pink hair and bright blue eyes.

As Kumiko told their parents about the day's events, Yukika quietly made her way down the hall to her bedroom.

Once inside she looked around. It was a small room, the walls were white and the floor was tan. Her bed was in the corner against the wall, it was white with an old yellow bedspread, and a flat hard pillow with a few holes in the pillowcase.

Sighing, she walked over to her yellow nightstand, bent down and grabbed a small black notebook off the top shelf. She grabbed a pen from the top of her dresser, sat on her bed and opened the notebook up to the first clean page. Neatly she wrote:

November 26

Today, in school we made flower boqes, I don't know how to spell that. It wasn't very fun. At the end of the day Hatsuka and her friends started making fun of me again. After a wile I couldn't take it anymore so I ran. But I ended up running into Itachi Uchiha. Yah, I ran INTO him. I was running and I hit him! It was so embareasing (hard word to spell). All the other girls in my class love him, I really don't see why. He doesn't seem all that speshal to me…

As she began closing her journal...

"YUKIKA!!!" She heard her father's furious yell, followed by loud, angry footsteps. The door swung open as he burst into her room; jaw clenched and glaring. He stomped over to her, raised his hand in the air and smacked her hard across the face.

She cried out in pain when her father's hand hit her soft cheek and again when he grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the hard floor.

"You, stupid, stupid girl!" her father yelled.

Yukika looked up at him, "I-I'm sorry daddy, for what ever I did, I'm sorry."

"As if you don't know!" He shouted, "I just got a call from your sensei, she said you were goofing around quite a bit today. Do you want them to kick you out of the academy? Is that what you want?"

She shook her head. "N-no"

Growling, he bent down and picked her up by the hair. Yukika had to bite her lip to keep from screaming.

"Or maybe you want them to find out about you. Maybe, you want them to find out what you are so we'll be chased out of the village!"

"No! I don't want that! Daddy I'm sorry, I wont do it again!" She promised as the tears started to fall from her eyes.

"No, you wont," her father replied calmly, and with that he threw her onto the bed and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

Yukika sat there crying quietly to herself until darkness consumed her mind and she drifted off into a deep slumber...

It was dark, very dark. Not an ounce of light shot through the seemingly endless black. Not only was there darkness, but also… pain. Horrible pain, pain worse than any Yukika had felt before. The back of her head it felt… wet. Not cold… but warm… like someone was dipping just the back of her head into bathwater.

There was no noise except for a faint ringing. It almost sounded like… shouting… Yukika listened, trying to make out the voices.

They sounded deep, so they were probably male. There was definitely more than one, and it sounded like they were arguing. One of them sounded very upset, like he was going to cry… or already was.

Yukika tried to open her eyes… it was hard, they felt very heavy for some reason. Eventually though, they opened, but just barely.

The world was foggy through her eyes, and it had a sort of red tint to it, like she was looking through blood.

Yukika couldn't move a single bone in her body and every time she tried to speak, the words would die on her tongue.

Luckily though, she could see.

Facing each other in what looked like her family's living room; were her father… and Itachi… at least, she thought it was… No, it was Itachi, but he was… different… older.

She couldn't see her father that well, but the vision of Itachi was perfectly clear. There wasn't even a foggy glow around him. Itachi's head was bowed as he clenched and unclenched his fists. He looked hurt, not physically but… mentally. Suddenly, he spoke, "You… You unbelievable bastard… You pathetic excuse for a father! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HER!?!"

"Get out of my house, you have no right being here."

"She's your daughter… She loved you!"

"Get out!"

"It's all your fault!"

"NOW!"

"IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU THAT SHE-"

And then… the world went black again.

End of Ch. 2

Hope you liked it! I'm sorry to inform all of you that I will probably not be updating for about a week. I'm so sorry! I promise once I get back from my little vacation I'll update a lot! Okay? Also, alerts and favorites! Please and thank you! Reviews too! Thank you for reading!