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 6

"Hey, guys, dad and I are going out to eat. Does anyone want to come with?" Mikoto asked when she came into our room.

Sasuke had woken up at least two hours before while we woke up an hour before him. We're all ready so Sasuke jumped up and ran to mom with excitement.

"I wanna go! I'm hungry," Sasuke announced.

Mikoto laughed and put her hand on Sasuke's head before opening the door again. "Alright, you're coming with us," she said. Mom looked back at me and Itachi, but we just shook our heads. "Since you two don't want to go I'll just say that we'll be back in about two hours, give or take ten minutes. Don't mess up the hotel room, alright?"

"Sure," we agreed at the same time.

"Alright, see ya," mom called as she went out the door. She closed it and I flipped to another channel since Itachi and I are just watching some television.

I'm bored, and Itachi seems to be trying to take a nap since there's nothing else to do. Everytime that I've been bored, my mind would drift to what happened on the second night of this vacation. It's already been another two days since then. Itachi and I haven't really talked because all I would do is take out my iPod and listen to it.

What happened doesn't exactly bother me. Our family is what you would call 'purebreds' just to make it easy. Kind of like dogs, our family believes in 'interbreeding' to make it simple, again. So, that means, our family believes in incest in order to keep the pure Uchiha blood in our veins.

There's one slight problem, though. Our family hasn't told a soul about our beliefs because we don't let 'outsiders' in on what we do. Even though we believe in incest—to keep our lineage—people outside of our clan don't believe in incest even if it's what we believe in. To them, incest is wrong. It's a little confusing for me because I've grown up to believe in incest, but everyone else is much more critical on these things.

To live where you believe in one thing, but if a lot more people believe in another thing, it makes one want to believe in what everyone else believes in. It's just really confusing me even though I shouldn't consider it wrong.

"Hey, Tomoyo, give me the remote. I want to watch some TV, too," Itachi demanded as he sat up.

"No, I got it so you gotta wait your turn," I retorted. This subject seems to be the only thing that Itachi and I argue about. "We always go over this. Whoever has the remote gets to keep it until they don't want it anymore. Do you want me to repeat it again so you can remember?"

"That was in another country," Itachi said. "I think that now that we're in another country, I should have the remote since you've had it these three hours now so hand it over."

"No," I refused with a simple word.

Before I could figure what had happened, Itachi had jumped on the bed on top of me reaching for the remote. I immediately got my mind back and tried to keep the remote out of Itachi's reach. I put my foot on his stomach and tried to push me while he tried to push my foot out from under his stomach.

He managed to push my foot but then I just put my other foot on his chest. We kept this up for at least five minutes until I had both of my feet on his chest, pushing him away. He wasn't able to push my feet away from his body so he just kind of hung there, glaring at the remote control. When it comes to this fighting, I'm the one who always wins when it comes to using legs. That's the only thing I can beat Itachi at; and swimming, that's another thing.

"Why do you have to put up such a fight just to keep that remote?" Itachi asked angrily.

"We both know it's the only source of entertainment and I'm not about to let go of that so you can just get over it and screw off," I said as I pushed him off of me.

I set my legs back on the bed as Itachi started to get off. He made another lunge for the remote and this time I was caught off guard. I sat up quickly and swiped at the remote but Itachi held it above his head and it sucks because he's taller than me which means I have to reach farther to keep or take things from him.

Itachi kept me at bay by putting his hand on my face and by shoving me away. I pushed his hand away from my face and then jumped right on his side which caused him to fall to his side. I put my foot on his head and started to mess his hair up as I dug my knee into his back. Basically, he's on the bed and it looks like I'm on one knee asking a person for their hand in marriage; although, I'm reaching for the remote.

I managed to grab the remote but Itachi wouldn't let go. I then put both of my feet on his butt and started pulling while pushing on him with my feet. Itachi sat back up and kept a tight grip on the remote as we fought over it.

We heard the door open and we both stopped our struggling and looked over to see Fugaku standing at the door. His hand is still on the doorknob and he's looking at us as if we had turned into dogs right in front of him.

"I won't ask," he grumbled.

Father closed the door again and left. I slapped Itachi lightly and took the remote from him since we were both caught off, except for the fact that I just recovered faster. I got up on my feet and jumped onto Itachi's bed. Itachi got up and walked over to his bed but I just stayed on the other side. He went to the foot of the bed and then I went down to his pillows.

"Fine, you win," Itachi said to finally admit defeat. "I'm getting bored of this anyway."

"You're just mad I won this round," I bragged with a grin.

I sat back down on Itachi's bed and he sat down on mine. Itachi might've admitted to defeat, but it doesn't mean he wouldn't try again which made me stay on alert. When Itachi wants the remote, he'll get it somehow. I knew this much because Itachi didn't lay down on the bed which means that he wouldn't do any sort of activity unless it was needed.

I turned away toward the door for just two seconds and before I knew it, Itachi was right on me again. I just didn't have any idea that Itachi had been watching me. This time, his whole entire body and weight was on me and since he weighs more than me, it was a little much. I couldn't bring my feet up from under him and I stretched my arm above me as far as I could. Itachi reached toward the remote and I could feel him touching it.

Itachi grabbed it from me and then dropped his hands beside me. I reached for the remote but then he used his left hand to keep my right hand pinned and he held the remote above me. I glared at tried to reach it but couldn't lift myself enough to reach it. I groaned angrily and fell back onto the bed as I looked to the side grumpily.

"That's not fair," I grumbled with frustration.

"You have soft delicate hands," Itachi stated.

"Yours are soft, too, so don't make it seem like you've never felt a soft hand," I pouted, still sour.

Itachi intertwined his fingers into the spaces between mine but I just kept my fingers limp against his. I finally connected this in my head and realized that Itachi was taking another chance right now. I have to admit that I'm a little scared because I don't know how much he feels about me and also that I might hurt him and ruin our relationship forever. I liked things the way they were.

Itachi's face went from emotionless to looking tired. He sighed and then set his forehead right on my shoulder, nuzzling into my neck which made my hairs stand on end since my whole body just seemed to tingle from that. For some reason, it just felt so right although I kept thinking it was wrong as I felt Itachi's hot breath moving along my skin on my shoulder.

I also noticed that after every attempt that Itachi would make he would distance himself from me. This would probably be no exception. Maybe he just needed to vent out emotions he was keeping in by having me be the object he vents out on. If it helped him, then I guess I would be happy to know I helped out.

"You really take a lot of energy out of me when we fight for the remote," Itachi stated.

"You do too," I muttered.

"Did you use that special shampoo of yours? Your hair smells nice," Itachi stated again which made me bite my lip to stop a shiver from going down my back at how sincere Itachi sounded.

I heard a thump on the carpet and I felt Itachi's other hand slither into my only free hand. I felt no remote control so I now know that the thump was the remote control falling onto the ground. I began to wonder, as Itachi's fingers intertwined with mine and then closed, that maybe he planned this. If he planned it all then that means that his plan worked out just the way he wanted it to.

"Your hair smells pretty nice as well. It smells kind of like blueberries. Did you feel like having fun and decided to use Sasuke's shampoo?" I asked as I felt my first emotion blister onto my face, revealing amusement.

"I ran out of shampoo because I forgot to pack another bottle," Itachi said as an excuse. "I think I might get some when we go out again today."

Itachi finally got his weight off of my body so I could breathe a little easier now. He rolled over to my left, but still stayed beside me as his hands let go of my hands, untangling his fingers. He didn't get off of the bed, like I expected him to.

Itachi slipped his right arm under my back and wrapped his left arm over my stomach so he held me by the waist as he nuzzled into my stomach. I lifted my head and looked at him weirdly, but I could only see the top of his head so I laid my head back down on the pillows. I sighed tiredly since the fighting over the remote actually did tire me out and I assumed it tired Itachi out as well.

I excused Itachi's behavior with the fact that maybe he's tired from the fighting and just wanted to sleep; and, just maybe, he liked to hug something while he slept. I've never seen him sleep so I wouldn't know so that was the only assumption I could make at the time.

I felt tired enough to the point that when I turned my head into a comfortable position, I felt myself start to immediately slip into sleep. It felt nice to be hugged like Itachi's hugging me now. I think it's only because I never got much hugs when I was younger. I could already hear Itachi's breathe breathing in and out slowly which meant he's already asleep which caused me to fall asleep as well.

This just felt so… right even if it might be wrong to others.

This is the sixth story in a seven-story series which means that this is a short series. Reviews would be appreciated! If you want this series in Itachi's view, too, just ask.