[Naruto] It turns out you are the tail end of the crane

In the first winter after the Fourth World War, there was a heavy snowfall.

The warm sunlight fell on the white sky, reflecting the dazzling light.

At the gate of Muye Village.

The silver-haired man in the Hokage robe raised his head and looked at his young teammate seriously, took a deep breath, "Obito, I really don't think about it..."

The turmoil of these years has overturned the glory of the Uchiha clan, and even Sasuke chose to wander outside.

Although it was unlikely that the two Uchiha would be left behind, Kakashi decided to give it a try.

The short-haired man in Uchiha uniform across from him laughed and said what he expected: "Ah, forget it, Kakashi, if anything happens, you can come to us."

Kakashi stopped insisting.

After a while, he raised his head and smiled, his eyebrows curved into a crescent moon, "Are you going to see her?... Be happy."

Obito was stunned for a moment, and he unconsciously touched his reddish face, "Yes, I will definitely do it."

He went out very early.

Obito thought that Yuzuha would have woken up by the time he got home.

Just bring her some breakfast.

The result was of course impossible. On such a cold day, Yuye chose to sleep in.

So after he finished buying breakfast and went home leisurely, he was surprised to find that this guy was still sleeping.

Relying on Uchiha's excellent eyesight, Obito could see the woman facing away from him, wrapped in a thick quilt, with only the silky black hair exposed, scattered randomly on the pillow.

I guess when I wake up, I'll have to ask him to help me comb my hair again.

Obito couldn't help but laugh when he thought of her appearance.

He held the window lattice and looked at it silently for a long time.

——I really can’t get enough of it.

Obito, who was reluctant to wake Yuzuha, decided to use Kamui to go home.

As soon as he stepped out of the twisted space, the warm air in the room enveloped him instantly.

Compared to the cold wind and snow outside, home is indeed the most comfortable.

No wonder she stays in bed in winter.

Obito put breakfast on the table, tiptoed close to the edge of the bed and lowered his head to look at her.

Watching her as he did many years ago.

Perhaps because he didn't enjoy watching her enough, he carefully stroked her soft black hair with his hand, and then gently lifted a strand and placed it quietly on her face.

Such a subtle movement still woke up Yuzu from a light sleep. The habits brought over from the battlefield seemed to be engraved in her bones.

"What are you doing?"

She suddenly broke the silence with a voice that frightened Obito into quickly letting down her hair.

He put his hand to his lips, coughed, and explained: "No, it's okay...Ah, by the way, you should get up and have breakfast."

I was woken up by him again.

Yuye turned over in bed slightly annoyed.

She pulled down the quilt slightly, revealing only one pair of eyes, and said rather willfully: "I won't eat."

Obito raised his hand and pinched her face gently: "Why? I just bought it."

Probably because he had just come back from outside, his hands were a little cold, and Yuzu grinned from the cold.

She immediately slapped his hand away, "It's very cold, don't put it on my face."

"Really?" The black-haired man suddenly chuckled, "But Yu Ye is very warm."

He deliberately put his hand slowly into the quilt and held Yuye's still warm hand.

Her hands were slender and slender, and she could easily hold them all in her palm.

Such satisfaction made Obito couldn't help but squint his eyes.

As the cool air entered, Yuzu couldn't help but shiver while hiding under the quilt.

She moved uncomfortably, which made him hold her hand tighter.

"Don't move, it's cold outside," he said.

Due to years of training, his palms were thinly calloused, and even his five fingers bore marks from shuriken grinding.

Yuzu couldn't help curling her fingers.

Yuzuha didn't know what to say to Obito's behavior.

She lay on her back and glared at him softly, but let him hold her hand.

The silence of a room.

After the two of them stayed quietly for a moment, Yuzuye's eyes fell on his face and she suddenly said: "Lie in."

Obito was stunned for a moment, "What?"

"Aren't you cold? It's warm here."

Probably because she had just woken up, her voice was soft and her words were vaguely seductive.

Obito lowered his eyes tremblingly and met her gaze.

A few rays of warm sunshine came in quietly.

At this moment, the room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard lingering around each other.

His eyes were heavy and he knelt on the ground.

He lowered his head close to her face and whispered in her ear: "Youye..."

"I'm here."

With those words, it was like a switch was flipped.

Obito stretched out his hand and slowly touched her face, from her eyebrows to the bridge of her nose and then to her lips. The fingertips that had already been warmed gently touched her delicate lips.

She seemed to be hurt by being crushed, and she turned her head impatiently to avoid his fingers.

Obito still had some unfinished thoughts.

He stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, and forcefully took Yu Ye out of the warm quilt.

He expertly hooked her waist into his arms, leaned forward and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Not yet..." The words that spilled out of his mouth were swallowed up.

"Huh? It doesn't matter." He responded to her slowly.

The delicate and fragmented kiss was as soft and warm as the breeze. He kissed it very carefully, but it disturbed a pool of spring water for no reason.

All that is left in my mind is the vast and falling snow, which is so fluttering that it is difficult to see it clearly, but it makes people constantly moved by it.

Her fingers began to tremble, and at some point they clung to his neck.

Feeling the other party's initiative, Obito closed his eyes, revealing a pair of scarlet Sharingan.

His eyes moved cautiously.

From the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of her eyes full of water vapor. The wide open neckline inadvertently exposed a large area of ​​delicate skin and the smooth lines of her collarbone.

For no apparent reason, he got more responses.

A long time ago, he was more than just greedy for her.

The intention of aggression became more and more obvious between lips and teeth.

As if being deliberately guided, he firmly held the back of Yuye's head with one hand and gradually deepened the kiss.

Yuzu couldn't help but get closer to him.

Her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her arms around his neck became tighter.

Probably being hugged too tightly, Obito couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders and chuckled: "...don't be nervous."

Yuzuye feigned anger and pretended to hit him, inadvertently exposing the long-healed wound on her neck.

His eyes were deep, and his eyes turned to stop at the scar, and he frowned: "At that time..."

"Huh?" She tilted her head in confusion and made a breathy sound from her nasal cavity.

"nothing……"

——She had no idea how scared he was back then.

Thinking about it now, it is still vivid in my mind.

He stopped talking, just turned his head, and slowly moved the kiss downwards.

The wind outside the house blew up the powdery snow and scattered it all over the sky.

For some reason, he paused and turned his head to look at the courtyard as if he had some realization.

The cherry blossom tree planted by Akatsuki can no longer be seen here. Instead, there are two Tsubaki trees that he and Yuzu planted that year.

——He was transplanted all the way from another country.

Until now, he has been taking good care of her.

The two flowers were planted together, as if they were leaning on each other.

It can bloom beautiful and fragrant flowers in spring, and spread out broad and green leaves in summer.

Even if it is not as beautiful as the cherry blossoms, it is still enough to make people stop and admire it.

Ah...so...

It turns out that he doesn't have everything.

"Don't leave me alone," he pleaded.

"No." She responded.

While their ears were rubbing together, he unconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her hand.

The beating pulse on his neck and the unconscious murmur were both the best catalysts to infect him.

The red marks falling in his eyes were like red plums falling in the snow.

He raised his hand to crush it, with a strong sense of encroachment.

Everything confirms that she belongs only to herself.

Such an action made her tremble slightly.

"Are you cold?" The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded from above his head, with a strong sense of love: "Why don't you put on a quilt?"

It was obviously a question, but Obito's hand involuntarily tucked the quilt onto her body.

Yu Ye came to her senses and shook her head dully.

Her eyes fell on his well-proportioned arms. After a moment, she hugged him again and buried her face in his shoulder.

"That……"

"Ah."

Obito instantly understood what she meant by such unprovoked and unclear questions and answers.

As a result, he no longer deliberately tolerated himself.

He finally decided to pamper himself for once.

But what exactly are you condoning?

The turbulent emotions overwhelmed him like a sea tide, like waves rushing over the river bank one after another, and like the clear chirping of cicadas in summer whistling past his ears.

He couldn't resist, and there was nothing he could do to resist.

The wind blew away the snowflakes and also scattered the beauty of the ground.

……

In the leaf village on the other side.

"...Sir the Sixth Generation, my report is complete." After saying that, Shikamaru placed a thick stack of reports on Kakashi's desk.

There are many more reports like this, almost filling up his desk.

"Can you..." He sneered and raised the small book in his hand to his military advisor, "Just read it for a while."

"No, Lord Sixth Generation, you should process these documents as soon as possible." Nara Military Advisor expressionlessly rejected his weak request.

"...I understand."

Kakashi sighed helplessly, holding his chin and looking through the dense documents.

Ah, it would be great if I could be as free as Obito.