Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Itachi, Mikoto, Fugaku, or Sasuke. They belong to Misashi Kishimoto.

Claimer: I DO own the plot and the OC. Those are mine alone, and only those things.

Pairs: ItachiOC

Warnings: There is incest and a lime at the end of the series. If you don't like it then DON'T READ! This is AU, just to let you know.

Summery: He's always ahead of me no matter what I do. I don't care, though. I'll always be there to catch him if he slips up... and maybe steal the spotlight. AU, ItaOC, incest, and short series.

Chapter 3

It's getting closer to the end of the year; we still have about two months left. That will mean that that Itachi and I will soon be sophomores which means we wouldn't be freshmen. Well, we would technically be freshmen since we would've just have been freshmen last year when we're sophomores. I'd love it when we would become sophomores because that would mean that no one would call me a freshman. I just think it's a bit retarded.

Itachi has had a girlfriend, but it wasn't for very long. She was pretty, had light brown hair and striking blue eyes. Even while he had his girlfriend, he still acted the same, maybe even a bit blanker. Trust me, I was happy for him, but then he was the one who broke up with her and that seriously confused me.

As for me, guys have begun to see me as more than just Itachi's sister. They've began to notice me in ways that made me feel weary. So far, I've had at least five guys ask me out but I refused it because each of them were one of the many guys that avoided me because of the fact that I'm Itachi's sister, just without the hair tied up and no wrinkles by my eyes. It's their fault for what they did in the past.

Itachi and I still have the same classes, except for our last hour. Sasuke's now in the fourth grade being age nine. He's a little behind since he ages during summer vacation, but I don't think he really minds it.

I'm sitting in band right now, looking down at the note that Itachi and I had used during classes since we don't like to talk during classes, of course. Sometimes we'll do this when we're bored. I still have yet to read it and I made sure that no one could see I had it in my hand as I unfolded it. My eyes scanned over the paper and I smiled with some amusement when I read what he wrote in his neat handwriting.

After we get home, we should go to the elementary park just to remember when we were in the elementary.

I noted to myself that I would have to tell Itachi that we should start by swinging on the swings or maybe going down the slides. So I spent most of my time in band just remembering all of what I could remember from when I was in elementary school. I wondered what Sasuke would remember since he talks so much about school.

The bell finally rang and I put up my instrument in my band locker and rushed out the door. When I came to the stairs, I waited and watched the floor as kids passed by me to get to their buses or rides to go home. Finally, I felt someone tap my shoulder and I looked, knowing fully well who it was.

"We should go on the swings, Itachi. You know that in elementary I always found a way to get onto the swings," I said as a smile blossomed on my face.

"Alright, we'll go swing when we get there."

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I listened with reminiscence as I heard the small rocks crunching underneath my feet as Itachi and I walked toward the swings. I immediately remembered times where I had played tag with old, now gone, friends and when I had ran around with Itachi pretending to be a therapist chasing after their insane patient—which was Itachi.

I know, such a weird game to play, but then again, Itachi and I were somewhat different from everyone else. But, to even it out, we played cops and robbers with the other kids and when we couldn't do that, we played soccer or touch-football.

I walked over to the highest and farthest swing in the set of six swings and sat down. This was the swing I would always use no matter what in elementary school. If I couldn't have this one, I remembered that I would throw a hissy fit about it. That never lasted long, though. I also remembered when it took me longer to swing high since my feet could barely even reach the ground.

Itachi sat down in the swing next to me and then we both pushed off at the same time. I always liked to be in sync with someone even while walking. It made me feel special and tingly for some reason. It still applies even now. Of course we eventually lost the synchronization of swinging, but I just kept going higher and higher.

Finally, I had had enough so I began to slow myself down by running my feet along the ground until I came to an abrupt stop. Itachi stopped soon after me and I was just swinging back and forth with my feet firmly on the ground.

"You remember when I could barely touch the ground?" I asked with a smile as I looked down at the ground.

"Yes, I do. I had to push you which caused me to miss my turn on a swing," Itachi answered.

I glanced over at him and I could see him also looking at the ground with a very slight smile on his face. I smiled bigger and looked back at the ground because I always liked to see Itachi smile since he didn't do it often enough.

"Itachi?"

"Hmm?"

"Why did you break up with Ai?" I asked as my smile fell.

"Because it wasn't what I thought it would be," he answered calmly.

"Well… what did you expect?" I asked again.

"I expected that I would feel something with every first time, but I didn't. Those moments were forgettable because they didn't etch themselves into my mind," Itachi answered again.

"Do you like anyone else?" I kept asking.

It took Itachi a while to answer. I was going to remind him of the question but before I could do that he answered, "I think I do."

I decided I wouldn't ask Itachi about his crush because I know he'll eventually tell me about it. So, instead, I just remembered something. Since I wanted to be reminded about something, I asked, "Do you love me? I can't remember the last time you told me that you love me."

"Yes, I love you very much Tomoyo," Itachi said.

I looked up from the small dusty rocks to see what Itachi's expression was. He didn't have that vacant look that he normally has in his eyes. Instead he's looking at me with a small smile and I think his normally cold onyx eyes are warmer. I gave him my own warm smile.

"I love you too, Itachi," I said.

Itachi turned and I could see his lips and jaw move while hearing incoherent words coming out. I have an idea about what Itachi said, but I'm not exactly sure.

"It's not the same as what I want…"

This is the third story in a seven-story series which means that this is a short series. Reviews would be appreciated!