I'm going to be brutally honest, college is very weird. Anyhow, bio-engineering is not something you can just complain to anybody.

If you're confused on anything just review or pm me, both is goooood. I won't spoil but if you're honestly bemused just ask huns, I'm not all bad.

They say a past shapes your present and what you do with the "now" is what molds the future. Sometimes if you're lucky you'll end up with a guild that doesn't mind if you show up almost a few hours late for the S-class wizard trial. Though that luck runs out when the only reason they do not care is because they're getting attacked by a Dark Guild and none other than Grimoire Heart in the flesh. To be fair, Sasuke could not foresee an ambush on his way to a surprise meeting within the Ten Wizards Saints.

Something Master Makarov blames on his old age when the council complains on his absence.

Thus, to keep Fairy Tail out of hot water, he went traveling on foot in the typical mode of transportation Shinobis do. If his mother saw him take a train, there would be no number of tails that would protect if she sought him out. Before the Uchiha could arrive, and silently revel in the shocked faces upon him showing up, a rune near his foot alit. Noticing the symbol for an explosive, he landed a few hundred yards away and watched as a box-shaped wall erected around him.

Deciding to play the victim for the time being, and listen to the r-rated list of what the underlings were going to do to him, Sasuke went to have his Sharingan re-write the runes only to see they were already changing. Then just like that, he was free and a barrage of kunai came from multiple directions hit their targets giving him another surprise. Giving a grunt, his eyes traced the trees and any sign of life beyond them.

"Hn."

He didn't like how similar this was to someone else he once knew. Sasuke also didn't appreciate how that bastard got away each instance. Glancing in the direction of the magic council, he turned and started for Tenrou Island, suddenly having a very bad feeling about this.

The fact that rune-trap and guild insignia those minions had been too elaborate and coincidental for his liking and if his mother taught him one thing, it was that idiots will never be in short supply.

It started with his home village becoming nothing almost all at once. Most heard a loud roar and met death. Others heard a cackle and saw their demise. Luckily, this didn't happen to either of the only fleeing Shinobi of the Leaf.

"A Dragon has leveled Konoha, Sasuke. We need to move."

That doesn't...

He wasn't going to cry, for his family had already been taken out years ago by his very own kin. "That's not all of it, is it?"

They may have gotten away, but it was just in the nick of time, thanks to Hatake's scouts and the Hokage's warning the day before hand. That didn't mean the kid didn't get escape unscathed, for the entire Uchiha compound has collapsed upon and around him, making it harder for his guardian to find him.

If it wasn't for Bull, one of the larger ninken, spotting the blood from under a few beams, they wouldn't be here. The two would probably be joining the graveyard of a village if this were too happened a second later.

"She's looking for a something this time," Kakashi didn't look perturbed at the horrifying expression passing on his god-son's face. "The Rabbit Goddess isn't pulling any punches, and she'll get what she's searching for…"

He moved to the side effortlessly, watching as one of his summons, Pakkun the pug, leap up next to them. One of his most trusted companions and friends who aided in raising the boy in his arms, and one of the best scouts to ever have, "Report."

Something...

"She's done materializing Kakashi and it doesn't appear as if she had killed everyone left, yet."

"Has that black dragon vacated the area, or will there be more to come?"

The dog sliced his dark eyes directly to his master, "the giant lizard left after getting a good lashing from Kaguya's own power."

"Sensei, what's going on?" The silver haired didn't blink at the quivering question, the child was scared at the unknown and leaving him the dark was only to be worse.

"You're the last in line when it comes to the Uchiha clan, Sasuke." He started off; the malevolent presence of the massive pool was completely overwhelming, even this far out. "With her last chosen one dead, she's become powerful enough to pick a new—…"

Wrong.

Kakashi didn't get to finish, spotting the impossibly long amounts of white hair between the tree limbs right after her scent hit Pakkun's nose. The trio came to a sudden decisive halt, staring rigidly at the divine being before them, the gorgeous face giving them a blank stare. He gently put the charred and injured boy down, placing him closer to the trunk of the oak.

"How nice of you to protect what is mine."

The scarecrow pulled the Hitai-ate upwards, showing his Mangekyo ability already spinning and ready to go. "He's not going anywhere near you."

"Ah," her purple eyes that held no pupils didn't appear offended at the tone, "speaking like that to a God, human, that's very bold of you." A pale hand gestured to the child from the bountiful lengths of her robes. "I'll be taking him now."

Sasuke became still; his sharp brain began to muddle, a haze coming over.

She had murdered the Hokage, Tsunade, stabbing through the sternum with so much force that her hand came out the other end, dripping crimson and a spinal cord in her grip.

This didn't...

"You'll have to pry his body from my dead one." Kakashi threatened darkly, his lazy attitude nothing but a fleeting memory.

Sasuke felt fear seize his stomach harshly and his large, doe orbs peered up at the only other one he still considered family. If he died…

If he died?

Suddenly, it's as if the she had heard his train of thought, and she smiled cruelly, the red-lips glistening evilly, "You're only going to cause him grief if you continue this charade. Step aside, wretched human, or you'll be matching the fate of that ugly blonde."

That's when the haze began to feel stronger, and Sasuke's head felt clouded.

That is not correct.

"Who are you?"

She barked out a giggle with fanged teeth showing, making the scenario all the more surreal, "Such manners from someone so young!" An outstretched hand pointed to her-self with a grand wave, "I am Kaguya Ootsuki, the Rabbit Goddess and your ancestor from many centuries ago."

"You don't own the me."

"I killed humans who wouldn't give my own flesh and blood to me!" Kaguya could very well stomp her foot at her tantrum. "I was the one who gave them the gift of chakra in the first place!"

Play along.

"I'll go with you, but I want him," Sasuke pointed to his guardian, "To live."

"I see…you will come freely and without a fight?"

Sasuke spoke as if the words did not belong to him, "So long as Sensei lives."

He had agreed quickly before Kakashi could have a say and she pointed a long finger-nail at the older Shinobi. "Then I suggest you leave, and as reward of my son coming so obediently, human, you will be able to see him when the years pass and he leaves my wing. Nothing more or less, understood."

Kaguya snapped her fingers for a second time, and the man and dog disappeared in a blink of an eye as she and the boy traveled to her kingdom in the sky. Sasuke couldn't even say a farewell.

This time, he did cry.

Except...

"Staring out the window isn't an answer, young man."

A blank face didn't twitch at the sudden voice that interrupted the tense quiet.

"Hn."

A sigh and shift, telling his senses that the middle-aged man had taken a seat on the desk and slumped forward on a hand, "Listen, I only just reached this position, boy. I know there are so many places you could be but I need an actual answer."

"Chakra isn't magic, it's a separate entity."

The new guild-master sat back in his wooden chair, "I was afraid of that," he sighed. "You're not able to be picked up by magic sensors then?"

Suddenly, his eyes throbbed. "I suppose," he continued to stare out the window.

"You don't seem very old, barely teens." Makarov spoke after a while; he was caught up in the bills the Council had sent this week, not bothered by the quiet tension from the other. "However, you have more wisdom than most grown men here in the guild."

A dark, doe-eye finally peered at him, "You sound as if you have proof, Dreyar."

It was a silent threat, meaning this kid knew more than he was letting on, and that was truly intimidating. He appeared young enough to walk into a candy-store and sweet-talk the nice, old ladies into free treats, yet cunning enough to stab them in the backs once they're turned. His entire body was cloaked in black fabric and bone-white armor, displaying a very dark look.

"I have plenty and could go into the records the Magic Council has to fully solidify that statement if you wish." Yet Makarov was never one to shy away from some threatening interrogation techniques. "However, I'd be happier if you would tell me instead." He smiled lightly at the stone-faced boy.

"I'm twenty-nine."

Well, "shit."

A cruel smile played on pale lips, "I was in a realm different from yours."

He didn't even know what to make of this situation. On one hand, Sasuke Uchiha would be a very formidable asset and member to the guild. On the other, his personality didn't fit in to whole family atmosphere he was aiming for. "What was different then?"

"Death."

"I see." He really didn't.

"Hn."

Well shit.

When Gildarts had entered the guild early in the morning to find a good job before they're all taken, he didn't expect to find another soul there besides Makarov. Who of which was in his office, the warm energy slowly fluctuating throughout the building—warning off enemies and inviting his "children"—and busying away with paperwork.

It was a flicker, but he'd felt it once there was a hand on one of the double doors, opening them. For once, the Crash Magic didn't activate, despite coming into contact with a solid, which was a breather. Giving a sigh of relief, the tall man walked forward, searching for that quick spike of magic. There could be someone here without the Master's notice.

It was coming from upstairs, but only faintly, so he all but ran to the wooden incline, trying not to appear too brash. If the old guy caught him up on the second level without a legit reason, then he'd be in some trouble. Yet, reaching the last step, confusion swept over him and a few questions came to mind. Why was a kid up here?

"I don't like staring."

The voice was bitter cold, but had no true malice that would make his hair stand up on edge. "Uh, sorry—…"

Said child was wearing a bone-white mask, the painted red lines across it suggested it to be an animal of some sorts. But there were long locks of black hair fanned out across it in the forehead and cheeks area with the rest in the back reaching to the shoulder. While the hidden face and body that was covered by white armor suggested an adult, the voice and height said otherwise.

"You're not supposed to be up here."

"Man, you're really creepy, you know that?" Gildarts raised a brow, irritation rising at the curt sentences.

He didn't get a response, which made it all that more rude. Brown eyes that weren't bothered by it, observed the area around them, seeing the un-used bar in the corner. (Considering there was only one person who could use it wasn't of age yet). Then a large window that showed the sea southwards in all its glory, with two large, navy curtains on either side of it, framing it just perfectly so it wouldn't be too bright.

It was pretty spacious up here, now that he thought about it. Almost everything was pretty new (since there's no daily brawl that would destroy the furniture) and there was dust in some corners of the loft. Other than that, it was a nice place for someone to hide while not on missions and stay introverted from the rest of the guild.

Peering at the un-moving kid, he decided it wouldn't hurt to try again, "The name is Gildarts Clive, a new member of Fairy Tail."

"Hn."

"Your vocabulary isn't that big is it?" Nothing came in reply to that, meaning this little titan was smarter than he originally thought. Grabbing a chair, he spun it backwards, sitting upon it, facing the other with his head on his hands. He smirked crookedly, "That's okay, and I could probably guess who you are anyway."

"Many with brains have the ability."

This little shit was mocking him, without even trying. He chuckled, giving some respect points the little shit. He took a chair from one of the dusty tables and dropped it in front of the other, taking a seat, he leaned forward, "Let's get to know each other kid."

Gildarts grinned seeing the single, black eye swirl into crimson, "why is master Makarov keeping the only S-class wizard here so early?"

"He recommended me for a position among the Ten Wizard Saints."

Well, "Shit kid."

If you see any mistakes, just kind of, you know, be a good civilian and tell me. It's 4 a.m. here and I'm too lazy to finish a project on Dinosaur genealogy. Like i said, college is weird.

Have a fabulous night, er, morning? Whatever.