[Naruto] Sakura boy

Sakura-chan felt that something was going wrong.

After confessing to Shikamaru, Shikamaru's visits became more frequent. Tobirama and Hashirama didn't know what was wrong with them. They took two rooms out of the house and simply stayed there. Although the two families lived close to each other, But they would go home after all before, but now it doesn't matter if they don't go home anymore, so Madara, who should have had a lot of objections, tolerated it.

They seemed to be oppressed by some urgent premonition, gathering around Sakura. Whenever he left work, he would be stared at by three pairs of eyes, as if he would drown in the river the next second.

Sakura didn't want to go home, these people were too scary.

But there's nothing good about staying in the office. Although the guys at home won't chase him, Shikamaru doesn't have such worries. If he stays in the office, he will definitely not escape his questioning.

Neji will become the head of the family next month, and Sakura finally breathes a sigh of relief. Her efforts during this period have not been in vain, and the rotten family inheritance has finally been forcibly infused with fresh blood.

Although the date was set, the closer to that date, the more troubles there would be. Sakura was not a patient person to begin with, so he said that managing the Ninja Village was not as comfortable as setting up the resistance army.

Sakura endured it for two days, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

Decisively, he skipped work for a long time and secretly went to Senju's house next door to smuggle Tobirama into his office. It was the kind of stowaway where he just picked up and ran away, relying on his high stats to avoid being discovered.

"Uchiha Izuna! What are you doing again!"

Tobirama looked like he was furious. To be honest, it was incredible that he didn't punch himself in the middle of the road, especially when he could still obediently arrive at the destination before launching an attack. This level of doubt was unbelievable. Is it just acting like a spoiled child? !

Sakura knew how to treat tsunderes with ease, and if she exposed Tobirama's duplicity at this time, her efforts would really be in vain.

"I'm sorry for bringing you here so suddenly." Sakura apologized decisively, trying to show her sincerity with her big green eyes. As expected, Tobirama quieted down and signaled Sakura to speak with silence, "You know I There are too many things I want to do, and Ningji will take over as the head of the family soon, but I have more and more work to do, and I don’t want to miss his succession ceremony."

As Sakura spoke, she also showed the documents stacked high on the table. They looked like they should be burned. Sakura didn't know how she had the patience to deal with them. He really hated written documents.

In addition to what he needs to do, he is even secretly paying attention to the response to the movie. The Warring States stories of ninjas are gradually being accepted by the public, and ordinary people are beginning to realize that ninjas are not just tools, they are people like themselves. Apart from his ability, he is no different from them.

This is a good start.

But there is much more to do next.

Internal problems are often more severe than external problems. The barriers between families, between villages and families, and between ninjas and ordinary people are not so easy to eliminate.

Thinking of these, Sakura felt a headache.

In a blink of an eye, Sakura looked up and found that Tobirama had already begun to process the documents. The pile of hills in front of him was divided into three parts. Sakura picked up the ones closest to her and flipped through them. She could see that these were necessary The important ones were reviewed by Sakura herself, and the rest were those that Tobirama had processed and those that had not been processed.

Sakura looked at the thickness of the three piles of paper. It was obvious that the one in front of her was much thinner. I have to say that this efficiency made Sakura sigh in relief.

Finally, with their combined efforts, the pile was solved before sunset.

Sakura took a breath and slumped down on the chair. It was much easier to deal with documents than to go on a mission. The fatigue at this time was mostly due to mental fatigue rather than feedback from the body. Tobirama sat silently on the chair opposite Sakura - —The chair was brought over by Sakura a long time ago. In order to facilitate her work, she deliberately moved it to be the same style as hers.

During the time when neither of them spoke, the atmosphere actually did not tense up. Tobirama looked at Sakura quietly, while Sakura's eyes were blank and not focused on any point.

"Uchiha Izuna, I am not as good as you."

The words came suddenly, and Sakura was stunned for a long time before she was sure that the source of the voice was indeed Tobirama.

Senju Tobirama understands Uchiha Izuna just as Uchiha Izuna understands Senju Tobirama. They have been facing each other for more than ten years. From childhood to youth, the most precious memories are embedded in each other's shadow. He would say something like this Tobirama almost made Sakura suspect that the person in front of her was transformed by a transformation technique.

Tobirama didn't look at Sakura's face as if she had seen a ghost, although in a way he did indeed see a ghost.

"I think Uchiha are not suitable to be Hokage, because they are people with extreme love-hate emotions. Such people are irrational and too stubborn. They will eventually ignite everything around them and achieve their goals at any cost." Tobirama's The expression was a bit complicated, like regret and emotion, "You did a good job."

Sakura blinked, and the smile that had been hanging on his lips seemed to freeze on his face. If he felt friendly before, now he felt helpless.

"Tobirama...you..."

He reorganized his words, but failed to say anything smoothly several times. He stared at Tobirama almost blankly. They had been tit-for-tat for two lifetimes, but he did not expect that Tobirama would suddenly choose to reconcile.

"I should have admitted it a long time ago." Compared to Sakura who was at a loss, Tobirama seemed much more relaxed. He didn't care about what Sakura wanted to say at all. He didn't want to take this thought to the graveyard again.

He took a deep breath, and his face that was no longer young showed a bit of the charm of his youth.

"I love you for a long time."

"Tobirama?" Sakura blinked. He seemed to have heard this sentence many times. He didn't know what was so attractive about him. Rather than revealing his true feelings, he suspected that Tobirama was drinking too much. Or someone pretended to ask, "Are you sick?"

Tobirama, who had no expectations for Sakura's emotional intelligence, calmly looked away. He also doubted if there was something wrong with him, but if feelings could be controlled, they wouldn't be feelings.

Perhaps he fell in love with the child with bright eyes from the first time they met.

Such bright, firm, and full of life eyes.

"Shut up, listen to me." Tobirama simply turned over the table between the two of them, decisively covered Sakura's mouth and imposed a physical ban on him, "You don't need to answer me how you feel, I know you This guy has no idea about falling in love at all, he just wants to find someone to get married step by step."

Sakura nodded wildly while her mouth was covered, and Tobirama rolled his eyes unceremoniously. Even though he had been prepared to be acknowledged like this by the person he liked, he still felt his heart aching.

If Tobirama hadn't been in a good mood, he would have taken the opportunity to strangle this unfortunate thing to death as a tribute to his first love that had no beginning and no end.

"The reason I'm telling you is just because I don't want to bring this secret into the coffin." Tobirama took the opportunity to pinch Sakura's face again. The skin was smooth and elastic, and it felt good. "Do you understand?"

Seeing Sakura nodding frantically, Tobirama let go of his hand, returned to his cold cool expression, and walked out of the front door as openly as when he came in.

Sakura rubbed her face, feeling that instead of confessing, Tobirama just wanted to take the opportunity to pinch her face. Without looking in the mirror, Sakura could guess that Tobirama must be blushing, after all, Tobirama had no effort at all.

The calm Tobirama was not as cool as Sakura thought.

Tobirama, who focused on efficiency, rarely used ninjutsu to speed up and walked aimlessly on the street. The suppressed pain surged out, and he pursed his lips tightly in an attempt to preserve a trace of face.

Are you willing?How can it be!

If you were really willing, you wouldn't have said those words. This relationship should have been rotten in your heart long ago, and everything between them would have ended long ago when Uchiha Izuna died.

Even though he said he was giving up, he still wanted to pursue that little bit of hope.

There is a torrent of time between them, and people who should have passed away a hundred years ago should not disturb the peace of real people.

not reconciled...

What right does he have to be unwilling?

"The door!"

A hand was placed on his shoulder, and those eyes that he loved and hated were shining brightly in front of him.

"You left so fast. I was thinking about whether we should go see a movie together. There's a new movie made by Koyuki!" Sakura smiled and took out the movie ticket and waved it in front of Tobirama.

"Xiaoxue?"

"Fuji Kazue-e! A very popular female star!"

"You know it quite well. I don't know when you started chasing stars."

"I took over her mission before. She looks much better in real life than in the movie. I left a few signed posters. If you want, I can get one for you. Let's go, let's go. To live in this era, you need to be exposed to more new things. Look at Hashirama, you’re having so much fun!”

"Tsk, I've been dead for so long..."

"It doesn't matter, let's go!"

"Hey! Uchiha Izuna, let me go!"

Tobirama inexplicably started running with Sakura on the street, her pink ponytail swaying behind her, and Sakura's warm body temperature continued to pass through the place where their hands overlapped.

He always had nothing to do with Quan Na, no matter it was in the past or now.

Tobirama sighed resignedly, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.