*A thank you to sydni for betaing this*

Chapter 1

His heart broke, even though his face revealed nothing. Seeing his little brother lying like that on the ground was painful, especially since he was the reason for it, especially since he could nothing to help him. He continued to gaze at his brother's unmoving form when he felt something in the air. Looking around, he sensed nothing, yet it felt as though there was a presence nearby.

Go.

He flinched and turned around. There was no one there.

What are you doing? You have a mission to complete. Go.

"Who are you? Where are you?" he whispered. He didn't want to admit it, but he was feeling unnerved. There was someone around, but they had no chakra, yet they were doing something to make him feel like this.

Stay any longer and the ANBU will come to arrest you.

He knew that. He knew the ANBU would be here at any moment, but all his years of training vanished from his mind the moment he saw his brother pass out.

I'll take care of him, so go, or your family's sacrifice will be for nothing.

Feeling suddenly came into his legs. With one last look at his brother, he left, but not before taking a stray kunai and cutting a line through his headband. Nothing will be the same again.

••••••

The rain matched his mood perfectly. As he walked through the Uchiha district, memories flashed in front of his eyes; various relatives smiling at him, or just nodding in acknowledgement as he walked by. It was all gone, empty. Looking up, he was surprised that he somehow managed to walk to his own home. It was the last place he wanted to be at, but he kept going through the door, taking off his shoes, and calling out that he back. There was no answer.

Walking through the house brought back the painful memories of the night before. He didn't cry though. He couldn't. He continued walking throughout the house when he finally reached that place. He hesitated at the door like he had the night before. With shaky hands, he opened the door and walked in.

Their bodies were removed, he noted numbly. There was a chalk outline and a few blood stains on the ground, but other than that, the room was empty. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He fell to his knees and started crying. His grief, his pain, and his loneliness that he had tried so hard to keep in control and hide were now being poured out.

"Let all the pain out," a voice muttered in his ear. Arms surrounded him and turned him around to embrace him. Despite the obvious concern that a stranger was here, in a sealed off location, he pressed his face into the chest of the stranger and continued to sob. The stranger merely stroked his hair and whispered soothing words.

It was almost fifteen minutes later when he stopped shaking, yet he still clung to the stranger. To his embarrassment, the person's clothes were wet, but the person didn't seem to mind.

"Do you feel better, Sasuke?" he asked. The boy gave a small jump.

"How do you know my name?" The man gave a small chuckle.

"I know the name of everyone who had ever been in this clan, by either birth or marriage."

"Who are you?" he asked the stranger. The stranger gave him a thoughtful look. His green eyes were calculating something.

"I don't really have a name," the stranger finally replied. Sasuke frowned, yet he wasn't able be suspicious of him. It was like he knew him, though Sasuke could have sworn that they had never met before.

"Why are you here?" He was extremely unnerved. He was being trained to be suspicious of people, yet here he was, blindly trusting some stranger.

"You don't trust me?" Sasuke looked at him, startled, but the stranger was still smiling.

"I-I'm sorry, but at the Academy, they taught us to not…" The stranger patted his head, laughing.

"Of course you shouldn't trust me," he started, once his laughing got under control. "We never met before. You'd make a terrible shinobi if you did, but I, in fact, do want you to trust me."

"Then, can you tell me what you are doing here?" Sasuke said, taking a few steps back. The stranger frowned slightly.

"I have all rights to be here," he muttered. Sasuke blinked. "Look at me." And looking up at his face, Sasuke gasped. It was there for a split second, but it was enough. The stranger was still smiling, though it turned into a sad one.

"Y-You're an Uchiha. B-But, how?"

"It's complicated," the stranger muttered, looking away. Sasuke, however, was feeling oddly giddy. He wasn't alone. There was still another relative, though he knew nothing about him.

"How?" Sasuke repeated. The stranger stood up, his clothes swaying. Sasuke did a double take on his clothes. They were rather old fashioned.

"I don't think we should discuss this here." Sasuke blinked before remembering where they were. He glanced at the spot where his brother had slain his parents. He started shivering when he felt the other's hand on his shoulder. Steering him around, the stranger led him outside. It had started raining, and they were both soaked, but Sasuke didn't care. He was led to the other side of his clan's district, and was led into an old building that looked like it was uninhabited for years. Through his numbness, he tried to recall why no one went to this part of the district, but he drew up a blank. All he knew was that no one came here.

They both entered the ruined building and Sasuke was surprised that the inside didn't match the outside. There was nothing fancy there, but it was moderately furnished with the necessities and a fair few accessories.

"An illusion," the stranger muttered. Sasuke didn't know if he was talking about the inside or the outside. After being led into what looked like a living room, the stranger told him to sit down. When he did, the stranger left to grab something. Sasuke let his mind wander to the Academy. He wouldn't dare to think of last night…

"Drink." Sasuke felt something press onto his lips and reflexively opened his mouth and swallowed. Suddenly feeling calm, he watched as the stranger sat down across from him and waited expectantly. Blinking a few times to get his bearings, Sasuke straightened up in his seat.

"Can I ask now?" The man nodded. "Who are you?" The man chuckled slightly.

"I believe I already answered that, I have no name." Sasuke shook his head.

"Everyone has a name," he said earnestly. "Everyone needs a name." The man looked thoughtful. "I need to call you something."

"Well, since you insist, I did have a name at one point."

"What was it," Sasuke asked, eagerly. Any sort of distraction was welcomed was what he kept telling himself.

"Harry."

"Hari?" The man chuckled.

"Close enough."

"How do have the—" Sasuke stopped, and took a deep breath. "Are we related?" The man shook his head. Sasuke opened his mouth, but Harry held up a hand.

"Your original question was about the sharingan, right?" Sasuke nodded. "It'll be easier to get that out of the way." Harry paused, trying to carefully word what he was going to say.

"Just say it," Sasuke said, curiosity bubbling inside of him.

"Well, for one, I'm not human," Harry said bluntly. He smirked when Sasuke was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Huh?" All thoughts of the night before and this morning flew out the window. Not human… Was this his way of trying to be funny?

"Wait here." Harry stood up, and left the room. He returned carrying an all too familiar scroll. Placing it on the table between them, Harry looked back up at him. "Does this look familiar?" Sasuke stared at the scroll.

"Our family room..." Harry nodded. Sasuke continued to stare at the scroll. His father had mentioned something about a spirit being sealed in there, but at the time Sasuke had completely ignored him since at that moment, his brother had come back from a long mission. Looking at it now, Sasuke was able to see that the scroll had opened.

"Do you know what was in here?" Sasuke looked at the scroll, then at Harry, then back at the scroll.

"You." Harry leaned back in his seat.

"Did your father tell you?" Sasuke nodded.

"What kind of a spirit are you?" Harry looked up to the ceiling.

"Guardian." Sasuke suddenly stood up. He walked around the table to reach Harry. Grabbing the front of his robes, Harry looked into angry black eyes.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU PROTECT THEM?" Tears of anger ran down his face. Harry looked straight into his eyes. The amount of guilt and remorse in his eyes made Sasuke let go of him and take a step back. "Why...?"

"He blocked me." From the look on Sasuke's face, he didn't understand. "Your father trapped me in there," Harry clarified. "There was no way for me to do anything."

"Why would he so that? Why did he prevent you from doing your job?" Sasuke asked in disbelief. Harry shook his head.

"I don't know."

"Were you released when he was - when he was k-killed?" Harry nodded. Sasuke sat down next to him. Harry briefly wondered whether or not he needed another dose of Calming Draught, but Sasuke wasn't being hysterical. "What will you do now?" Harry gave him a look.

"I'll be doing my job." Sasuke turned to look at him properly.

"Bu-but, they're dead! What could you possibly do?" Harry gave him an odd look.

"What are you, a flobberworm?" Sasuke blinked.

"Huh?"

"Never mind," Harry said quickly. Old habits die hard. He mentally shook his head, and focused on Sasuke. Grabbing his hands, he forced the boy to look straight in his eyes.

"Whatever the reason, it does not excuse the fact that I have failed my duty as a guardian. I will not fail you as well. Until the day comes that you are able to fully function without me, I will be here for you." Sasuke didn't answer. He looked deeply into Harry's eyes, looking for any hint of falsehood. It was when he looked away that Harry brought him close for a hug.

"You're not allowed to leave," Sasuke muttered in his chest. Harry laughed.

"Of course." Sasuke pulled away.

"I can't tell anyone about you, right?" Harry smiled sadly.

"It has to be a secret." Sasuke frowned.

"Does that include—?"

"Yes, it includes the Hokage." Sasuke frowned at his tone, but didn't say anything. "Go back to the hospital, and stay there until you get housing arrangements."

"You'll find me?" Harry nodded. Sasuke looked uneasy.

"What is it?" Harry asked, concerned.

"You're still hiding something from me?" Harry didn't say anything. Sasuke sighed. "Can you ever tell me?" Harry ran a hand through his hair.

"I will not lie to you, so I will not say anything. But, I will, one day, tell you the truth." Sasuke nodded.

"Thank you." Harry sighed. One topic avoided.

"About your brother—"

"That man is not my brother!" Sasuke growled. Harry blinked before mentally sighing.

"Please keep an open mind." Leaning down, he made sure Sasuke made eye contact with him. "You don't know the whole situation, so don't make any assumptions unless you have enough information to prove that you are right."

"Does that mean he lied?" Sasuke whispered. Harry kept his face blank.

"Certain things were smudged, but I will not tell you more." Harry stood up and left the room. Sasuke followed him.

"Why won't you tell me?" Sasuke demanded. Harry gave him a side glance.

"You're too young." Sasuke opened his mouth, but then closed it again. Harry hid his smirk. Sasuke knew he wasn't going to win.

"Is there anything you can tell me?" Sasuke finally asked. Harry stayed silent. It was when they reached the entrance to the estate that Harry finally spoke.

"Head to the hospital now." Sasuke nodded sullenly. He exited the estate and headed back towards the main village area. "Your brother cares for you deeply." Sasuke froze and turned around, but Harry was already gone. A sudden sound alerted him the arrival of the ANBU. He stayed silent as they escorted him back.

••••••

After a long lecture from the head doctor about the safety of the 'last Uchiha', the ANBU, under the orders of the Hokage, transported him to an apartment fairly close to the Uchiha grounds. After checking around as a safety precaution, the ANBU left Sasuke alone in his new apartment. Waiting a good ten minutes for the coast to be completely cleared (they were 'ANBU' for goodness sake), Sasuke called out, "Harry!"

"Huh?" Startled, Sasuke walked towards the bedroom to see Harry groggily rubbing his eyes. "Are they gone?" Blinking his shock away, Sasuke closed the door behind him.

"How did they not sense you?"

"I have my secrets." Sasuke smiled.

"You sound drunk."

"Meh." Harry sat up and got off the bed. "As much comfortable as it is, you're the one that needs it."

"I'm not sleepy!" Sasuke retorted. Harry raised an eyebrow and gave him The Look. Cowed, Sasuke stayed still. Harry quickly grabbed some pajamas, and tossed it to Sasuke, who caught it. Sasuke quickly left to go get changed, and within a minute he was back. Harry didn't miss the look of relief that crossed his face when he saw that Harry was still there. Sasuke slipped into the bed, and Harry started stroking his hair. Sasuke eyes began to droop.

"Don't leave," he muttered sleepily.

"Don't worry, I'll still be here." Harry waited until Sasuke fell asleep before bringing out a camera. Snapping a picture, Harry hid the camera. "Sweet dreams." Harry left the room.