Title: F is for First
Series: Naruto
Rating: T
Genres: Family fluffyness, attempted angst.
Warnings: Nothing other than hints of violence. xD
Prompt: Letter F

He was her first friend, and subsequently, her first crush. He was the first person to instill her wrath and get punched into a tree thirty feet away. He was the first in many instances of Uchiha Mikoto's life. What hurt the most, was that he was her first heartbreak. She'd never known the meaning of the term until that time, she'd gotten everything she'd wanted until then through her sheer determination and charismatic personality.

No one had the right to hurt her; and she believed that fact blindly until the moment his words slapped her across the face.

'You like me? That's a laugh, I don't think you have it in you to like someone deeper than just a punching bag, Mikoto. Really, what makes you think your feelings are real? We're still just genin, you're younger than me--it''s probably just a stupid crush you girls always go through.'

It really had hurt her deeply. In unrestrained rage, she'd slammed a chakra-enforced fist into his jaw to send him sprawling back and didn't hesitate in using her Shadow Binding Technique in attempting to strangle him. In all honesty, she had to be pried away and forcefully knocked out before she'd let go of the grip she had via shadow.

It wasn't fair!

Now she was limited to the lowest ranked missions for two months as probation for assaulting and injuring a fellow ninja.

She was sitting at the top of the Hokage monument, knees pulled to her chest, hugging them tightly to her. Tears fell from her face--nothing prior had ever hurt her this bad. None of the fights she'd gotten in, or the missions that had turned dangerous--any physical pain was dull in comparason to this. Her chest hurt, her heartbeat felt like it took every effort of energy just to keep going. Why did it have to be like this?

She knew she had a hard-shell front to most, but she had feelings, too! Was it so hard to believe she felt something other than anger and obsession for chocolate? Was it so hard to think she could laugh in a way other than mocking? Was it hard to think she could smile without it meaning pain for someone else? Was it so hard to imagine her being a living, breathing human being underneath her exterior?

"Did you have to be so troublesome? Couldn't you have just killed him and disposed of the body before someone noticed instead of making a scene out of it?"

She didn't notice it, but the smallest twitch of a smile made itself known on her face. Leave it to her brother to say something like that. Always wanting things to be spotless and the least bothersome. Lucky for him, she thought, because he didn't have to go through this. She may have been the younger of the two but in all reality, she was the one looking after him. Or so she thought, anyway.

Truth was, he watched over her just as much as she did him. He was just more discreet about it, to give her her sense of independence. Needless to say, no one hurt his sister and got away with it. Nevermind the fact the other was already in a lot of pain, he personally saw to it that the bastard wouldn't forget what it was like to cross an Uchiha. With a sigh, Itachi flopped down unceremoniously next to her and put an arm around her shoulder.

They weren't the closest siblings in many ways--they were opposites in every way. Like night and day, to be exact, but things balanced out once they made an agreement and met in the middle. Mikoto was too surprised to protest when he pulled her over to let her lean on him.

He didn't mind so much that she had flown farther than he had--he admired her for it--and though he was a little sad to know he was no longer her main focus, it was alright.

Because to him, she was still first.

Owari.

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DHC: Oh my gooooood. This took me a while to do. It didn't want to end and what I'd originally planned went to hell xD;; And I'm leaving the name open for interpretation as to who it was/is that Mikoto like(s/d) =D