Konoha's brother is very good

Chapter 56 Pain, Torment, Struggle
Xi Sanyue later regretted it:

I just remember that he was born wise and knew it.

I only remember him as an unworldly genius, a man of extraordinary talent.

But I forgot.

He is still a child.

I will cry and be afraid.

--segmentation--

Just as Naruto was squatting in the corner, Ino Sakura visited Uchiha.

Sasuke was also on his way back to the village.

He nestled obediently in his brother's arms, buried his head on his neck, took a long breath, and enjoyed the warmth of this moment.

Itachi hugged his younger brother and ran in the dense forest as smoothly as possible, allowing Sasuke to maintain a fairly gentle dreamland.

Sasuke didn't have a good time on the battlefield. When Itachi saw him, his lovely brother was covered in blood, which scared him and opened the big windmill.

Recalling the situation when he saw Sasuke, Itachi still has lingering fears.

There were corpses everywhere on the hillside, and blood was dripping on the brown soil, green leaves, and small white flowers.

Uchiha's people were cleaning the battlefield, and his dear brother was sitting on the ground covered in blood to bandage the wound.

(°ー°〃), stunned

Impossible, impossible, I was wrong, how could my little brother, who is so soft and cute, be covered in blood?

('-ω) rub your eyes

∑(°口°)
Ow!Brother, why are you really covered in blood? !
injured? ! !
Itachi trembled in fear, a scarlet windmill appeared uncontrollably in his eyes, and he walked forward with limp hands and feet.

As for Sasuke, he saw Itachi, went straight to his brother, and stretched out his claws.

to hug

Brother, ancestor, you can count on it.

I'm almost scared to death! (*)
Itachi picked up his younger brother with his head in his arms, then took off his clothes, looked at them carefully with Sharingan, and let out a sigh of relief.

I was scared to death, but fortunately my brother is fine.

Sasuke didn't have any wounds on his body, he was white and tender, except for the smell of blood all over his body, and his obviously unspirited expression, there was nothing wrong with him.

Saying hello to Xi Sanyue and the others, Itachi took a hot bath for Sasuke. The combination of fire escape and water escape is really the best choice for bathing. Soaking in the comfortable hot water, the corners of Sasuke's tight mouth eased.

emmm~
Soaking in hot water makes you happy like a fairy~
(* ￣︶￣)
But Itachi wrapped his younger brother's young body and bones, and patted his younger brother's back reassuringly, looking a little worried.

Back then, he was so frightened that he had nightmares for several days after seeing the battlefield, but Sasuke faced it directly...

"what……"

"Brother, sleepy."

Sasuke took his brother's face away and drew his attention away, then he relaxed and fell asleep in an instant, he couldn't help it, he was too tired.

Not just physically, but more mentally.

in a dream.

Pale faces appeared in front of my eyes, noisy voices surrounded my ears, chattering, disturbing, and various pictures appeared in front of my eyes.

"Kill, kill!!"

Someone climbed up the mountain and was hit by a fireball again. The corpse smelled of burnt meat mixed with blood.

"Ah, why are there so many of them?!"

Someone nestled in the trench showing despair, was woken up by a slap from his companion, and rushed out with Kunai.

"Help, help!"

Someone pulled the corner of the enemy's clothes, hoarse, in exchange for a sword piercing the heart.

"help me……"

Then, there was a pale and helpless face, the light in his eyes gradually went out, and he still asked for help at the last moment before he died...

He is asking me for help...

"!!"

Sasuke woke up suddenly, sweating profusely.

"Sasuke? What's wrong?"

Itachi hugged his younger brother and patted his back comfortingly, as if comforting his past self.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream."

Sasuke shook his head, rarely acted like a baby, and continued to lie in his brother's arms with a cold attitude, but this time, he didn't dare to close his eyes.

He was afraid of seeing that bloody scene again, and also afraid of accepting reality.

His Susanoo almost killed people, not just one.

And how does a child in a peaceful age accept the fact that his hands are stained with blood?
　Please give me your opinion, if there is something wrong, I will try my best to modify it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)