Authors note: First off, this is my first fic ever, and the idea has been driving me crazy for about a month now. So here I am. Oh, and I don't have a Beta so if you'd like to be mine, let me know!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Warnings for this chapter: A small curse here and there. There's an OC in this story, but she's a small child that I think you'll all learn to love.

Summary: As result of a dysfunctional family and years of abuse, Sasukes heart turns to stone. Can a little deaf girl and her older brother, Naruto, save him and show him that there's more to life outside of the prison he calls a home? Edited: 1/12/12

My Guardian Angel

A bright sun seeped its way through closed blinds causing onyx eyes to slowly open; squinting in protest. The smell of freshly cooked bacon, eggs, and coffee filled the air.

Sasuke hated bacon.

He hated mornings.

Heck, he hated just about everything.

Flipping over onto his stomach, he allowed his unusually unruly black bangs to fall over his eyes, before smashing his face back into his pillow. On any other day Sasuke would have gotten out of bed before the sun came up, taken a quick shower, then went out for a run. For a seventeen year old, his day to day life had a pretty stable routine to it. On weekdays he attended school, came home, did his homework, read a book, at dinner, read some more, then went to bed. On weekends, he ran, read books, studied, and did any chores his parents might ask of him. No going to clubs or parties, no sneaking out in the dead of night to see a girlfriend, no hanging out with friends, period. Simply put; he had no social life. Not because he was some geek that couldn't make friends, in fact, he was the exact opposite. Everyone wanted to be friends with the ever so handsome Sasuke Uchiha, but he refused to let anyone in. It's not that he thought he was better than any of them, he just felt that making friends was pointless, since he never stayed in one place more than a year. Long distance friendships and relationships were too stressful, therefore he decided it was best to just avoid people altogether.

Today was a sole example of why he had decided to live his life secluded from everyone else; it was moving day.

Moving from one place to another in short time spans was a crucial part of the Uchiha lifestyle since Sasukes father, Fugaku Uchiha, was the owner of a very successful business. To keep said business successful, the man made sure to stay involved with every aspect of his business as much as humanly possible, meaning; if moving himself and his family to a new state, city, or continent was deemed necessary, so be it. The Uchiha family had already moved a total of four times in just the past year alone. So to Sasuke, today would be nothing special. It was just a blimp in his usual routine that he would easily recover from in a day or two.

Slowly lifting his head from his pillow, Sasuke looked towards his bedroom door then to the bathroom and back again, contemplating whether or not to go ahead and take a shower or go downstairs, prolonging the process. Choosing the latter of the two, he sulked downstairs and to the kitchen, not once looking up. A few seconds later he was greeted by his mother who was munching on an egg sandwich and sipping coffee.

"Oh stop making that face, honey. It makes you look constipated."

Sasuke continued to scowl, not willing to give her a reply.

His mother was use to him acting this way; never smiling and only speaking when it was completely necessary. "And besides, our new house is right outside of town, there are plenty of places you can go and meet kids your age. God knows you need to get out more." Mikoto smiled and walked up to the coffee maker, grabbing another cup and filling it up.

"Where's father?" He asked quickly, as she sat the coffee in front of him. He really didn't want to hear another one of his mothers' speeches on how important it was to have an avid social life at his age. She made it a point to talk to him about it at least once a month, causing him to eventually give in and 'go out' with a few friends for the rest of the day, which usually consisted of him walking down to the library and reading for a few hours then going home and telling his mother some bogus story about friends he didn't really have.

"He flew out last night. I asked him to go ahead and help the movers a day early. Now all you have to do is unpack your things and set up your new room when we get there. No hustle and bustle. You can thank me later." She caressed his chin and gave him a small peck on the forehead. "Now go get a shower, sweetie. We leave in an hour."

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"Wake up, sweetie." Sasuke open his eyes upon hearing his mothers' words.

'So this is the place, huh.' He wiped the fog off the taxi window that built up from all the rain with his hand in order to get a better look at his new house. As he got out of the car he took a moment to look at the surrounding houses, not caring that he was getting soaked. Not that it mattered how the rest of the neighborhood looked, since Sasuke was going to do everything in his power to stay inside, in order to delay having to meet any new people.

Walking into the house, he took off his shoes and bounced upstairs to his room. His father had already visited several times, to get things ready, and already picked out the room he would be given. The entire third floor would be Sasukes. Not that it was anything special. When he heard the announcement, he figured it would be somewhat like a mini apartment with its own little kitchen, bathroom, living space, and bedroom.

He was wrong.

Once he reached the top step and opened the door he realized it was just one large room with two doors on the far wall; one being a closet and the other being a bathroom. The only furniture in his room consisted of a queen sized bed, a desk with a chair, and a computer, making the already very large room seem even bigger.

Noticing the bay window, he walked over and sat on the bench, watching the rain drops run down the glass panes. As much as he hated to admit it, he liked his new living space. It was different from having a regular bedroom. It seemed more private. If there was one thing Sasuke cherished, it was his privacy.

'Maybe moving here wasn't such a bad thing.'

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"I knew I should have run away as soon as mother informed me we were moving again!" Sasuke mumbled to himself in rage. He and his family had only been living there for a week so far and the townspeople were already becoming very upset. Not because they were a nuisance, but because Fugaku moved them there since it was a small town, untouched by big corporate businesses. He wanted to be the first to expand there, but most of the townspeople weren't very fond of the idea. They were afraid their nice quiet town would soon become overpopulated and crazy, "Like that damn City of New York!" as one person put it.

A petition was circulating throughout the town and a meeting was being held next week, but Fugaku knew none of that would do them any good. He already had the rights to build another branch there, and even if he hadn't he had enough power to make it happen anyway, but that didn't make him any happier about the whole ordeal. He stormed around the house constantly, ranting about this and that, to no one unparticular. Anyone who happened to run into him in the large house underwent his wrath. If he wasn't complaining and stomping around, he was in his study doing work and God only knows what else.

That's the only time Sasuke would come out of his room, usually just to grab a bite to eat, then run back up to his safe haven before being noticed. This time he wasn't so lucky. Just as he was about to run back upstairs, his father came bursting out of his study, taking all of his problems out on him. A good hour and a half passed before he got the chance to run back to his room.

Sasuke walked over to the bay window and sat down grabbing a book from a still unpacked box. Sitting there and reading for the better part of the day had become a habit of his. It was an escape from the real world. He could read for hours, getting lost in the story, feeling as if he were there with the characters, and not stuck in this hell hole.

As he started to open the book he noticed movement in his peripherals. Turning his head to look out the window, he noticed a little girl running out of the front door of the house directly across the street. In the doorway stood a tall blond haired man, smiling, and watching the child's movements.

Sasuke was surprised to see anyone at the house. He'd been staring out his window for seven days now and hadn't seen a single person come or go.

Letting his eyes wander back to the girl, he noticed the reason she seemed so excited. A boy stepped out of the drivers' seat of his car, quickly snatching her up and embracing her. The boy looked exactly like the man at the door, same spiky blond hair and tanned skin, just a tad shorter. It was obvious he was the man's son, but the little girl looked like neither of them. Sasuke quickly concluded that she must have gotten her looks from her mother.

The boy carefully put the girl down and waved to the man, giving him a big goofy looking smile, then turning back to the girl. She looked up at him and started moving her hands around manically.

'Great, my neighbors are a bunch of freaks, just what I need.' Sasuke rolled his eyes at the sight and was about to turn away when he noticed the boy began moving his hands around also. "Sign language..." How could he have been so stupid? Of course it was sign language.

'Well at least I won't have any way to communicate with them, even if mother tries to force me.' He smiled to himself at the thought.

Just as soon as Sasuke got his hopes up, everything came crashing down.

The man in the doorway walked out and began talking to the boy. Not using sign language, not writing his words down on paper, not even a hint of telepathy, he spoke, and the boy talked back. 'At least one of them can't talk…' The man gestured his hands towards the house and began walking back inside, the boy and girl following. Just as the boy was closing the door he glanced towards Sasukes home, looking directly at his window, and gave him a slight grin before walking inside.

'Fuck.' Sasuke thought to himself. 'They noticed me, just my fucking luck!' He stood up quickly and stomped towards his bed. 'Maybe they won't come introduce themselves. We've been here a week and I didn't even know someone lived there until now. Hopefully they're some type of sheltered freaks that keep to themselves. Yeah, that's probably it.' And just like that, Sasuke regained a hint of hope.

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Authors Note: Update: 1/12/12 I read over this story a few days ago, hoping to start writing the third chapter, when I realized how horrible the first two chapters were. Here's the updated version of chapter one. Once I finish updating chapter two, I'll post the third chapter. Sorry for the wait!