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 4

"Tomoyo?"

"What?" I asked wearily as a girl with blond hair leaned back in her seat to talk to me.

"Do you know your older brothers favorite physical appearance in a girl?" she asked sweetly.

That's when it clicked in my mind that I would have a lot of power in this situation. I could tell her something totally false and probably most of the girls in the school would end up developing this lie into their appearance. This would be a good experiment.

"I think I do," I said with a tone that signaled I'm trying to remember something. "I think he said that he liked girls with Farmer's Tan. He told me it signifies that that specific girl likes to spend time outside and he likes girls who spend time outside."

"Thank you, Tomoyo!" the girl thanked me and then she turned forward in her seat before the teacher could notice.

It didn't take long until I received a note from Itachi. Even though we're in the same class, it doesn't always mean that we get to sit with each other so we have to send notes to each other in order to talk when we feel like it, of course. I smirked to myself and tried to quietly open it and my eyes scanned over what was written.

You don't normally talk to her. What was said?

She wanted to know what you like in a girl an' I told 'er that you like Farmer's Tan 'cause it tells a person that a girl likes to spend her time in the outdoors. I'm so evil, aren't I?

I gingerly folded the note again and passed it to the person next to me in the direction the note came from. When it was gone I set my elbow on my desk and put my chin in my palm and smiled slyly to myself. I'm pretty much just imagining what's going to happen in the next couple of days to two weeks. I'm pretty sure that a lot of the girls would end up showing up to school one day with a Farmer's Tan.

This made me want to use something like this as my Senior Prank. I'd have Itachi tell all those girls that he actually doesn't like that stuff.

It was pretty easy to imagine what would happen. The girls would all start crying and some might even ask Itachi if they made—something ridiculous—look good enough to where he might actually like it on them only. Then, when Itachi told them he doesn't like it, they'd get all depressed while we don't have to worry about it because we'd be gone.

My imagining must've taken quite some time because another note landed on my desk. I looked up at the teacher to make sure that he wouldn't notice—and also to catch up—before I opened the note as quietly as I could again.

That's not nice. I'm going to be bothered by more of them now. Would you really bring a fate like that upon your older brother?

Actually… I think I would.

I smiled at what I wrote as I folded it up again. I passed it to the guy next to me and I saw him pass the note on after making sure the teacher wasn't looking. It's so easy to do that now-a-days.

The bell rung and I spent the rest of the day just imagining what my senior year would look like and also paying attention enough to class in order not to miss anything. When I walked out of the band room my big brother was leaning against the stair-wall with his arms crossed. I approached and he lightly pushed himself from the wall.

"Yo. Sup?" I asked.

"Nothing," Itachi answered as his greeting. "We're not going home right now. How's about we go to the Sweet Shop?"

"It's been a while. I guess we can go just so long as you pay," I said as my terms for going.

Itachi smiled and chuckled quietly. He began walking and I walked beside him as he said, "Alright, you got me. I'll pay if we go. I think you'd be a wonderful wife for a Jewish man."

"I know," I laughed (not my actual view on Jews).

~*~*~*~*~*~

I'm sitting on a twistable stool with a red plastic cushion eating a banana split with a spoon happily. Itachi is sitting to my right eating vanilla ice cream in a large cup.

I feel a bit disturbed, though. Today we had been speaking about our futures and what we would do in the sophomore class. To be honest, I don't want to grow up even though I am with every second. It just really tends to scare me.

"Itachi…?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you… want to grow up?" I asked.

"You like to ask random questions out of nowhere," Itachi stated. "I don't think I want to grow up even though it would be quite easy for me." I nodded absent-mindedly and he looked at me with puzzlement. "Is something eating at you?"

"Well, remember when we talked about careers today? I just don't want to think about it. Although I do want to be a heart surgeon," I said to lighten things up. "I've decided a really long time ago that—since you wanna be a heart surgeon, too—that you an' I are gonna be awesome. We're gonna work in the best hospital, be the best surgeons, and be the best of siblings the world has ever seen an' we're gonna work together."

"That's a really high goal," Itachi murmured loud enough for me to hear. "But I guess I'll have to say that… I love that idea."

I grinned and then hugged my older brother and said, "I love you, Itachi. I feel so much better now."

Itachi hugged me back tightly and I heard him mutter that he loved me as well. My insides felt warm and I would get happy when I managed to get Itachi to tell me he loved me. He might do it more often than he used to since we went to the park, but I think he doesn't' say it enough, still.

I started to put my arms down and tried to pull away, but it took one second before Itachi finally let go of me. I just brushed that off by thinking it's the end of school so he must be a little tired. There's also the fact that it's almost summer vacation so that could be another excuse.

This is the fourth story in a seven-story series because this is a short series. Reviews would be appreciated! If you want this series in Itachi's view, just ask.