Butterfly Child

Chapter 8: Gathering

I could already feel my face beginning to heat up as Itachi continued to stare at me. He probably wants to know what I had said, even though I was pretty sure he heard me correctly...

"She says you look like a weasel, Nii-san." Sasuke...I hate you.

"Ah..." was all Itachi said, his gaze never once leaving me.

...

Okay, I have my limits and I know it isn't exactly the best decision I have ever contemplated, but running away seemed like a highly appealing option to me...especially when you had two Uchiha staring you down with their pitch-black eyes...yeah, I'm gonna go before I embarrass myself.

Those eyes are gonna haunt my fucking dreams...

"Kaa-chaaaan!" Welp, I'm definitely the champion of embarrassing myself. Running off, yelling for my mommy...doesn't get any better than that.

Ahahaha, there goes my reputation—whatever much of it even exists.

Now while I have effectively done a good job screwing up my chances at making a good impression on the Uchiha clan (only in my dreams, because as if I ever had a chance), or at least with Itachi and Sasuke, I managed to get some answers quite quickly through this method. Were there other methods that could have had the same outcome, minus the embarrassment? Possibly...but I'm still impulsive as ever.

Good ol' ADHD...

I was at least aware of the gathering of the Four Noble Clans after that...by the way, the Uchiha clan likes to show up early and I hate them for that. The reason why is because, until my friends show up, I was stuck with Itachi and Sasuke. And while I do appreciate that Chōji and Shikamaru are around, I really wish they weren't too busy playing shōgi with each other.

So it was just five of us, in a room, all on our own, while the adults were in another room. I believe they're trying to get us to socialize... I did hear Mikoto say something to Sasuke about being nice to me...

If he even tries anything funny, he's going through the door.

By the way, Sasuke's mother is also a gem (so pretty and nice and just lovely). I managed to keep myself from blurting out anything, if only because Mikoto seemed to have taken quite the interest in me (be still, my beating heart!). Apparently, Sasuke likes to talk about his classmates, and I happen to be the one he talks about the most. From my eating habits, to my glasses, to the fact that I have, within the span of a month, managed to break five sliding doors at the Academy, Sasuke has found me quite interesting.

In fact, I believe Sasuke's first words to me, upon recognizing who I was, were, "Hey, you're that glasses girl who eats a lot and broke those doors!"

So while I don't know much about Sasuke, he, apparently, does know about me...sort of.

Ahaha, god dammit all...

Is that how other people see me? Because if it is, that's just sad...I'm more than that. I think I now know how it feels to be Sasha, what with her "Potato Girl" status. Okay, new goal: Avoid becoming the next Potato Girl.

"How can you see with these things?" Sasuke asked, moments after taking my glasses and putting them on himself.

"H-Hey!" I need those things for reading and crap!

At that moment, Itachi poked Sasuke in the forehead and took my glasses from him, which he was quick to hand back to me. "Be nice to girls, Sasuke."