My dreams have always been very vivid. I saw visions of the past mixed with an influx of emotion.
The day I met my brother. When I knew I would do anything for him he creeped over. Those large onyx eyes peeking at me curiously from bars if my crib.
I never felt he was unusual, that I should distance myself from. I felt a connection immediately I could say the same for my second brother, Sasuke. They've always been someone to look up to even when Sasuke was being a bit of a brat.
Itachi was always calm and collected. That's why it was a shock when our cousins started to look at him differently. When we went to the district market within the compound, I saw them looking at him suspiciously, they looked like they were anticipating something.
I hated the way he looked at him. Like he was already convicted. He didn't hurt that Shisui the older cousin that always brought flowers and taught me ninjutsu.