Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Naruto.

Author's Note: Today was the last day of my finals, so I thought I'd start this since I'll (hopefully) have time to update on a regular basis. Plus, as my Naruto calendar pointed out, today's Itachi's Birthday! It'll push this story off to a nice start, I think. :P

First Impressions

6/9/09

Itachi stood by the widow, small fingers clinging tightly to the edge of the sill as he peered into the dark streets of the Uchiha Clan. For minutes, he simply stared without noise or movement. He simply waited. For what, he wasn't quite sure.

"Itachi, darling, why don't we start dinner first?" he heard his mother beckon from the kitchen. "We can have the cake when your father comes home."

When? Don't you mean 'if'? However, Itachi resisted the urge to correct her. "I'm not hungry, Kaa-san." he said instead, keeping his eyes trained on the empty streets. For one reason or another, he felt excited. He didn't know why. He hadn't felt anything but detachedness since the fox attacked eight months ago. Of course, no one knew that he knew what had happened. No one had expected him to be there. They had all thought he had been at home that night.

"Itachi!" his mother harrumphed as he heard her enter the room. He could hear the amusement and ire in her voice. "I didn't think you wanted your father to be here so badly. If I had known, I would have let him leave earlier."

"It's not that," Itachi said, staring at his mother through the window's reflection. He hadn't expected his father to be on time anyway. He had seemed stressed – even more so than usual – after the fox's attack. But today, for some reason, he couldn't shake off the feeling of excitement and…anticipation?

Mentally ticking through the possibilities of what he could be excited about, Itachi came up with two possibilities. Two days ago, he had graduated from the Ninja Academy, making him one of the youngest graduates in Konoha history. But then, that had been expected. He had found the academy to be ridiculously easy from day one. The only reason he hadn't graduated when he was 5 was because the Hokage had claimed he was too young to be a ninja. Well, that was before the fox attack. After that, there had been a shortage of ninjas and he had been promoted to genin within the year.

So no, he wasn't excited about his graduation.

Then, was he excited about his birthday? Hardly. If his mother hadn't insisted on having a small celebration, he would have been content to let the day pass without further mention of it. But then, that left him without an answer. What could he possibly be expecting?

"Kaa-san –" he began. However, at that moment, Sasuke's cry pierced through the air. Itachi sighed as his mother left. Apparently, his little brother had finally awoken from his three hour nap. Curiously, Itachi wondered if he had slept that much as a baby. Or if he had been that needy. Or even that wrinkly. Well, Itachi silently corrected, his little brother had gotten a little less wrinkly over the months. But he was still kind of fat.

Itachi tensed when he heard footsteps walking up their porch. But then, he relaxed when he realized it was only his father. "Okaeri, Tou-san." he greeted as soon as his father opened the door. Silently, he took pleasure in seeing his father jump in surprise.

"Oh, Itachi." his father said gruffly, trying to hide the fact that he had been surprised by a 6-year-old. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here, Tou-san." Itachi answered, taking amusement in his father's ire.

"Indeed," his fathered conceded, amused. "Now," he continued, looking positively… giddy? Mentally, Itachi shivered. That just sounded wrong. "Come here and take a look," his father beckoned, motioning to a small bundle in his arms as he lowered himself to his knees. "It's your birthday present."

Birthday present? Out of curiosity, Itachi went closer and peered over his father's arms. Immediately, Itachi felt his excitement and anticipation return. Had this been what he had been unconsciously waiting for? As his father lifted the cloth away, Itachi felt himself subconsciously holding his breath.

"It's your new sister! A new Uchiha!"

Itachi blinked as he stared at the baby in his father's arms.

"So," his father coughed, trying to hide his excitement and regain his Uchiha dignity. "What do you think?"

The truth? Itachi wondered.

"Well?" his father prompted.

"She kind of looks like Sasuke." he answered. Except with more hair.

"Hm, I guess babies do tend to look alike." his father replied, looking a little disgruntled by his answer. Silently, Itachi wondered if he had wanted the full truth. "But, what do you think about her. As in, what's your first impression of your sister?" his father clarified. "Besides the fact that she looks a little like Sasuke."

"Hm," Itachi frowned as he scrutinized the sleeping baby. Tilting his head, he hoped seeing her from a different angle would give him a different impression.

"So?" his father prompted.

"She's kind of ugly."

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TBC

Author's Note: :P I just wanted to mess around a bit. I've read a lot of stories where Kagome is adopted/accepted into the Uchiha Clan. But, I thought it would be funny/cute if Itachi wasn't so accepting. Well, Itachi is only 6 years old, and kids can be blunt to a fault. Plus, this is only 6-year-old Itachi's first impression of Kagome. It'll change. :D