Hello ≫ Itachi

Little brother, big brother

Hey,

I can't believe I wrote this. I kind of feel proud for past-me's large vocabulary but I also want to punch the old me for the lack of punctuation and stuff. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I added and changed some things so please give me your feedback on that.

Have a nice day/night!

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Edited: 06/19/18

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"Wake up! Wake up!"

"No... five more minutes..."

Poke

Poke

Poke

I sighed and opened my eyes. Sunlight shined down on me through the window beside me.

The window beside me...

My eyes widened and I sat up instantly, almost knocking down the little boy who sat on top of me in the process.

"Finally," The little boy grumbled, crossing his arms and puffing out his cheeks. He looked to be about four years old, maybe five.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting," I yawned, stretching my arms out. I winced slightly as a sharp pain like a spike blossomed in between my ribs.

"It's fine, strange lady," he said. I couldn't help but laugh a little. "By the way my names Sasuke Uchiha."

"Nice to meet you Sasuke, I'm (f/n) Uchiha-Hyuga." I formally introduced myself.

"Are we related?" he asked me. His charcoal eyes were full of curiosity.

I shrugged, "Probably. You know ninjas, they can never keep anything in their pants. Hey, not to pry or anything but where am I?"

Sasuke—who was obviously too young to understand my previous comment—happily replied to me.

"You're at my house!" he chirped.

"Where's your house?" I asked.

"Next to my neighbors house."

"Where's your neighbors house?"

"You won't believe me if I tell you."

"Tell me."

"Next to my house."

I sighed with frustration and ran a hand through my hair. This kid was making things very difficult for me. It was then that I caught sight of a certain symbol...

So this is where I ended up, I thought as the events from last night swirled around in my mind.

"Sasuke, why am I at your house? Do you know who brought me here by any chance?" I questioned.

"Well, my big brother and his ninja team found you outside the village and you were pretty hurt so they brought you here and my mom healed you up and you've been asleep for four days and mom thought you were gonna die and dad was mad at big brother for bringing you here and mom was mad at dad because he was mad at big brother who was mad at me—"

I quickly cut Sasuke off. His face was turning red from talking so much and not breathing.

"Thanks, Sasuke, I think I understand now."

"Glad I could help!" he proudly cried, puffing out his chest.

I leaned back and analyzed the boy in front of me. He's obviously an Uchiha. He has the same dark eyes and hair as them, plus the pale skin and delicate features. He's probably going to be a great ninja one day.