The lost uchiha

Memories

It took me about an hour judging by the sun rays. Just to get the boy back to my home in the west side of the forest. He hadn't moved or spoken in that time, I was starting to get worried. I layed the boy down against a tree and went to get some water from the pond and splashed some on his face. He moaned and then slowly opened his eyes. He didn't say anything at first just looked at me.

"Who are you?" He demanded

'Well that's a nice way to thank me." He didn't respond

"What were you doing out so far in the forest?" I said changing the subject.

"Training," He said standing up, but fell back down in pain.I managed to move quick enough to catch and help him to his feet but he seemed badly hurt.

"You ok?"

"ow........y-yea just a little sore." He voice wasn't fierce anymore it was weak and fragile. I kept thinking about the man 6 years ago was this really the boy? The boy steady himself against the tree turned his back to me for a second the symbol caught my eyes again and my head ached from the horrible memory.

"That symbol?" I asked "Are you an uchiha?"

"The boy's face went serious, a fire flared in his eyes. "Enough questions about me what about you, do you live in the leaf village?'

"No, this is my home," I said, as I turned to face the never ending forest.

"Why,you shouldn't live on your own." He sounded concerned. But I didn't by it.

"I have to I don't have a choice, my clan was ..........," Tears filled my eyes and the boy seemed to recognise my words.

"Massacred?" his face went serious. I couldn't speak but now I was 100% sure he was the boy. My head rung with a never ending list of questions.

"That symbol on your back are you an........Uchiha." I had to hold it together this was my only lead to find out what happened 6 years ago. The boy didn't speak he just stared at the floor, then glanced at me from corner of his eye. His eyes redder then blood.

"Sharingan!" I gasped,"Then you are,I thought I was the only survivor, you were the boy that was calling out to your brother.

"Itachi," he confirmed," And you were the girl he paralysed." There was a long pause before we spoke again this must have been a lot for him to process.

"Show me," He demanded

"What?"

"Show me your sharingan," He demanded again

Without hesitation I showed him and there we were. The two survivors, face to face, sharingan to sharingan, uchiha to uchiha.

That was the day I met the mystery known as Sasuke Uchiha.