There was only one small problem with that: his brother had never cared about him at all. How was he supposed to know what 'brotherly love' was when he had no experience with it?
Sasuke stood up from where he sat on the bed and moved toward the girl. Maybe she had made up the story about what happened, but she seemed to genuinely believe that they had been friends. If she were lying about that, then why get so worked up over it?
Crouching in front of her, he cocked his head slightly and hesitantly placed a hand over hers. "Don't snap at me when I disagree with you over something that's hazy because I don't know what went on. I'm not accusing you of lying, but I'm not saying that I believe all of it either. I already told you that I don't remember anything beyond that time. ...and don't ever equate me with Itachi again."