Unchangeable ∞ KakaIta

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Itachi sat in a small meadow on the outskirts of Konoha. He had nothing he had to do at all today, for once.

He always did what was expected of him - and more - without a word of complaint. He was a prodigy, that boy. Top of his class enough times, he graduated early. Became the captain of the ANBU black ops at age thirteen.

Yes, he had a lot of responsibilities, but he was never really worried about anything all that much, except for his younger brother, Sasuke. Itachi was usually calm though, and quiet.

And on his days off, when he had no responsibilities other than sometimes looking out for Sasuke, he'd come to this little meadow, where the sweet smelling flowers would grow, which he'd use to make little crowns for his brother and his brother's friend.

Itachi worried when Sasuke had his little friend over, though. That boy was the carrier of the Nine-Tails, and nobody could be sure if the seal would break loose or not.

But the boy was mistreated by most, and so Itachi was proud of his brother for not being like that and for befriending the poor boy.

Itachi smiled to himself as he finished making a flower crown for himself to wear. He placed the delicate crown atop his head gently, and picked up the little mirror he'd brought with him.

He smiled again at his reflection, and then he heard a rustle in the bushes. He dropped the mirror into his bag and stood, staring in the direction of the rustling.

A girl, about fourteen, emerged, smiling apologetically. "I'm sorry, Itachi, did I startle you?"

"Not at all, Izumi," Itachi replied, smiling back at her. She blushed, but he didn't take notice of it.

"I... um... your parents sent me to get you... They want to see you..."

Itachi nodded. "Alright then." The fifteen - almost sixteen - year old began walking towards the path when he heard Izumi giggle. "What is it?"

"It's nothing, I just like your flower crown. It looks nice on you."

Itachi chuckled and took it off, putting it in his bag. "My parents won't think so."

"Aw, well..."

Itachi smiled again. "It's okay though. Thank you." And with that, Itachi left the little meadow and set off in the direction of him home.

Once there, he went inside.

"I was told that you wanted to see me?"

"Ah, yes... please sit, Itachi," Fugaku - Itachi's father - murmured, and so, Itachi removed his shoes and sat down like he was told.

"What is it?"

Mikoto - his mother - sighed out. "It's time we told you."

"Told me what?" Itachi questioned, furrowing his eyebrows.

"About your marrige, Itachi," Fugaku clarified, crossing his arms.

"Marrige?" Itachi questioned, taken aback. "What marrige? I'm only fifteen-"

"Yes, but as soon as you turn sixteen, you are to be married."

"What?!" Itachi stood, losing his calm. "I can't get married! I am captain of the ANBU black ops, and I have Sasuke and his friend to worry about. I don't have time for this nonsense!"

"Shut up, and sit down, now," his father ordered, and Itachi did as he was told, with a sigh, of course. "Now listen. This marriage was arranged before you were born. You were promised to someone. This is unchangeable."

"Unchangeable-?!" Itachi nearly yelled, but the look on his father's face made him stop. He sighed once again. "Who am I promised to?" He then inquired, a bit of curiosity in his voice.

"Kakashi Hatake, a prodigy much like y-"

"Kakashi Hatake?!" Itachi exclaimed, a hint of disgust on his face. "That pervert in the ANBU? He is eight years older than me, and a male!"

"Well, we thought you were going to be a girl when we made the deal with his parents. There is a document and everything written down if you'd like to see it."

"I don't want to see it," Itachi muttered.

"I know you're upset, Itachi," Mikoto murmured, frowning. "I would be too if I was in your position. But this is out of your hands. It's out of our hands. Like your father said, it's unchangeable."

Itachi lowered his head. "My birthday is in a week and a half... this is barely any warning."

"We're sorry about that, dear. Just... just prepare yourself." At this point, Fugaku left the room.

"How can I marry him?" Itachi questioned, but mostly to himself. "I don't even love him. He's going to expect me to be intimate with him, but I won't be able to do it... especially if I don't want it."

"You'll learn to, sweetie. You'll learn to love him and you'll want to be intimate-"

"No, I won't. You can't convince me that I will. It's not going to happen." And then Mikoto let out a sigh.

"But dear, he'll be your husband."

"I don't care."

"You'll have to be intimate with him."

"No, I won't."

"Itachi, you can't be selfish."

"How am I being selfish?"

"You can't deny him what's already his."

"I don't belong to him, or to anyone else. If he wants sex then he can go find someone else."

Mikoto sighed again. "That's not fair, but say whatever you'd like. You'll come around eventually."

Itachi shook his head. "No. And you can't make me love him. You can't make me give myself to him. You shouldn't even be able to make me marry him. That's what's really not fair."

And then Itachi dismissed himself, going off into the direction of his bedroom to think.

On his way there, Sasuke stopped him. "Hey, big brother... aren't you going to help me with that jutsu?" The nine year old asked.

Itachi gave a weak smile to his brother, reaching out and tapping him on the forehead with his index and middle fingers.

"Sorry, Sasuke... some other time."

Sasuke huffed and rubbed his forehead. "Whatever... I'll just go and play something with Naruto." And he ran off.

Itachi sighed and went to his bedroom.

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!!! I'm pretty excited for this !! It was loosely based on my dream tho, but instead of Kakashi it was Sarada and she wasn't related to him??? Idk but anyways byee