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

Bodies hanging from wooden thorns swayed in the wind.

The empty land was soaked in blood, and even the sky was stained with blood.

He raised his eyes numbly in a trance, only to realize that a gray light had appeared on the horizon.

It turns out it's almost dawn.

With his bare feet, Obito stepped through the pool of mercilessly warm blood, splashing little bits of blood.

He passed by Kakashi with a pained expression and stopped next to the brown-haired girl.

After looking down for a long time, he slowly bent down and tried to wipe away the blood that spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The blood had already solidified, and his fingers could not wipe away the traces of blood.

"Lin..."

What responded to him was her cold body temperature.

The girl who had brought him out of the darkness in the first place was dead.

He raised his head blankly, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strand of black hair floating in a pool of blood, floating up and down with the flow of blood.

As if he had grasped the last life-saving straw, his stiff eyes began to gain some life, unexpectedly bringing with them a trace of hope and joy.

He rolled and crawled towards Yuye, and held her body up like walking on thin ice.

The black-haired girl in her arms had her eyes closed tightly, and her face was so pale that it was transparent.

The wound on her neck was still oozing blood, slowly wetting his robe.

Obito was stunned for a while, and then he reached out to cover himself in panic.

However it doesn't make any sense.

The blood was still flowing from his fingers, and soon his entire palm was soaked.

The most frightening thing was that he could no longer feel the pulse beating in her neck.

"Don't...don't..." he kept mumbling to himself.

Tears of blood oozed from her already dry eyes again, dripping into her black hair.

He put his chin on the top of her hair in panic, and begged humbly, "Yuye, don't... leave me..."

The wind that smelled of blood gently stroked his long black hair.

He closed one eye slightly and just sat in a pool of blood, holding her body at a loss.

This is the first time Obito has been so close to Yuzuha after escaping death.

During the days and nights he spent in the dark cave, there was not a day when he didn't think about her.

Whenever he holds the folding fan, he can't help but dream about the future.

For example, the scene where they formally hug for the first time.

For example, their first official date.

For example, how they should live together.

He originally thought——

But now, there is nothing.

Because he was late again.

He held her hand firmly in the pool of blood, and then intertwined their fingers, "I'm still alive, but... what about you, Yuzuye?"

She did not answer.

Obito lowered his head and slowly approached her lips.

The strong smell of blood covered her usual breath, and the smell of death hit her face.

It's also cold.

He did such a thing to her, but she didn't jump up and hit him.

and so……

At this time, he finally woke up and showed an embarrassing smile.

His smile faded, his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably, and a suppressed cry escaped from his throat.

"I'm late, I'm late again, Yuzuha..."

Warm tears mixed with blood splashed on her quiet face. She seemed not to have heard it and still lay silently in his arms.

In more than one thousand, four hundred and sixty long and short days and nights——

She had taught him the art of shuriken carefully.

She went home with him and said goodbye to each other.

She once stood with him under the tree of the shrine and made a wonderful wish.

She once watched gorgeous fireworks with him and caught a lost cat together.

She who laughs, she who cries and she who throws books and shurikens at him.

...more than four years of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The hatred in his heart began to grow like weeds and was about to burst out of his chest.

He lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the blood from her face.

"I will create a world with you," Obito hugged her tightly, his heart becoming hollow and confused, "where...you won't be in pain."

……

She walked aimlessly in the darkness, and finally found a glimmer of light in the chaos.

The long streets of Konoha are bustling with people, and lush cherry blossom branches poke out from both streets.

When she saw the Uchiha wearing goggles under the tree, Yuzuha instantly understood that this was the spring of 46 years.

She gently brushed the branches and watched him nervously close his sleeves, then freed his hand to straighten his clothes.

The flower in his hand was still blooming beautifully - she knew it was for her.

Yu Ye jumped down from the tree smoothly and deliberately walked around behind him quietly.

If it was really in real life, she should have patted him on the shoulder at this moment and said, "What are you doing? Have you become a chuunin?"

But this is a dream.

But even in such a dream, she failed to receive his flowers.

If there is a next time... I must let him make it up.

Thinking like this, she fell back into the painful reality.

Sharp and fine pain came from her neck, and she opened her eyes with hazy tears.

The faint morning light fell into her eyes without hesitation, bringing a little sour feeling.

She blinked, and the first thing she saw was the snow-white ceiling, and the pungent disinfectant hit her nose.

It's incredible that he is still alive.

With pain all over her body, Yuzuha could only stare at the ceiling.

While she was still in a fugue state, a voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts, "You're awake."

She followed the sound and turned her head with difficulty, only to see Kakashi sitting by the window with one leg bent, the cool morning breeze constantly blowing his silver hair.

"Ah..." She coughed in pain and found it difficult to speak.

Hearing the noise, Kakashi turned his head and warned coolly: "...It took a lot of effort to rescue you, but it's better not to talk."

As he spoke, the sky turned white.

Yuye lay on the hospital bed and looked around with difficulty.

There was no one else in the ward except the two of them.

this means……

She turned her head and unexpectedly met Kakashi's eyes as calm as dry water.

"Ah, Lin is dead."

After Yu Ye was stunned for a moment, she slowly put her warm palms over her eyes.

A moment later, she heard the young man's heartbroken voice rang out again, muttering repeatedly in the morning light as if he was masochistic: "I killed her."

It was the two of us who killed her.

Yuzuha corrected in her mind.

Youye raised her hand, her long and slender fingers looked extremely white in the dim light, and the cyan blood vessels were distributed in the palm of her hand, extremely clear.

The blood that originally covered it has long been wiped away.

It was such a pair of hands that sent the cold blade into her body.

It wasn't until he lay in the hospital for half a month that Yu Ye gradually got better.

At the same time, several ANBU members wearing masks also appeared in front of her.

"Please come with us."

……

The winter rain is continuous and the cold wind is bleak.

The dark secret room was filled with instruments of torture, and a dull and obscure atmosphere filled the small space invisibly.

This is the first round of interrogation.

"your name?"

"your name?"

The interrogator clicked his tongue impatiently and looked down at the black-haired girl, "I'm talking to you. What's your name?"

The black-haired girl finally came to her senses.

She turned her head sluggishly, and the chain around her neck made a slight friction sound as she moved.

After a long time, she finally answered: "...Uchiha Yuba."

"Your teammate, Nohara Lin, is dead, right?"

Yuzuye said softly "ah".

"Please describe the scene that happened at that time."

"I don't want to say it." Yu Ye laughed softly.

She slowly rested her head on the back of her hand, and the chains that bound her wrists and ankles dragged on the ground for a long time, trembling slightly with her movements.

"Please repeat it." The interrogation ninja repeated expressionlessly.

"We were ambushed by the mist ninja during the mission and were almost wiped out - that's all." Yuzuha answered him concisely.

"So, you said you were controlled by the Mist Ninja, but we didn't find any curse marks on you."

His words paused subtly here, and he didn't say any more.

The long, suffocating silence fell again.

And Yuzuye understood what he wanted to express.

She suddenly raised her head and saw words like "traitor" and "spy" in his eyes.

"I didn't do anything to disgrace the village."

After a while, she straightened up, looked into the interrogator's eyes very seriously and said.

Perhaps because of fear of the Sharingan, the interrogating ninja lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at her.

"Really? How did you survive?"

Yuye didn't care about him, just lay back down again, and replied lazily: "It's my pupil technique."

"What is it?"

"The pupil technique of Sharingan."

"What kind of pupil technique is it?" he asked.

The candlelight slowly climbed up to her delicate eyebrows, making her look hazy.

She dragged her cheeks and replied calmly: "It's a pupil technique only available to the Uchiha clan."

The interrogator glanced at her and stopped answering.

The dark room was so quiet that the only sound was the rustle of writing.

After a while, he stopped writing, closed the door and walked out.

The sound of the door opening started again, and the two voices were very close together, but as soon as I turned around, another member of the interrogation department came into the room.

Before Yuzu could take a breath, a new round of interrogation began again.

"Name?" asked the new ANBU member.

His question was obviously more sophisticated than the previous one.

"...Uchiha Yuzuha."

After going back and forth several times, they returned to the original questions.

"Please describe what happened at that time."

"..." Yuye did not speak.

Seeing that she chose to remain silent, the person opposite did not pursue the answer to this question persistently.

He raised his hand and made a seal neatly, and his strong mental power instantly defeated her psychological defense.

"Between you and the Mist Ninja? When did you come into contact with them? Do you still remember the seal he made?" He quickly asked her questions one after another.

At the same time, the scene in front of the two people instantly flipped.

The place around him was no longer a quiet and small secret room, but instead he was in the endless sea of ​​blood.

Vaguely, she returned to that painful early morning.

The ANBU ninja stood straight in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, facing her.

The words that came out of his mouth strangled her throat mercilessly, "Also, Nohara Lin, was it also you who killed her?"

Yu Ye heard it, and her face gradually turned from blank to painful and dark.

As if she could no longer hold on, she staggered forward and fell to her knees in a pool of blood.

She looked down tremblingly and saw Lin's dead face reflected in the pool of blood.

Full of blood and cold corpses.

"Ask you again..." The cold torture was still echoing in my ears.

There was a slight pain from the wound on her neck, and she once again fell into endless despair.

Sweat was dripping from her palms, her mood was showing signs of collapse, and she couldn't hear any further questions.

"Answer me." He urged impatiently.

After a long time, she raised her head and responded with a trembling voice: "...I don't know."

Don't ask, I don't know anything.

She imagined a wounded little beast curling up together, but its hands and feet were bound by heavy chains.

"So……"

"Lin...Lin...she..."

She couldn't answer anything, she just muttered the brown-haired girl's name in confusion, her face stained with tears.

The ninja who was sent to interrogate looked at her deeply and gestured to his colleagues outside the door.

"Let the people from the Yamanaka family come..."

"After all, she is someone who would use swords against her companions."

This sentence seemed to touch her most sensitive heart.

Yu Ye cried and retorted, her eyes full of desolation, "I didn't! I'm not! I didn't mean it!"

As she struggled fiercely, the rough iron chains tore through the flesh on her wrists, and dark red blood oozed out.

But as if she couldn't feel the pain, she kept arguing: "I didn't do that, I'm not that kind of person!"

She cried until the end and couldn't even speak clearly.

The interrogator didn't even frown and urged: "Go and invite the people from the Yamanaka family."

Soon, after he finished his instructions, he walked to Yu Ye again.

The interrogating ANBU looked condescendingly at her embarrassment, and gave a low and cold scolding: "Stop it, if we don't hand over the report again, I'm afraid it will be the members of the root who come next time."

That was a more secret and cruel method, and he didn't want to tell her about it.

Yu Ye calmed down, and she slowly buried her head in her arms, making a slight friction sound with the heavy chains.

"Cooperate a little, and you can go out once the truth is found out."

But how long will it take until the truth is found out?

Where is the teacher? What about teammates? Where are they?

After another round of interrogation, she could no longer count how long she had stayed in this dark day.

There is neither day nor night, nor spring, summer, autumn and winter in this dark room.

She couldn't see the sun, moon, stars, nor the wind, flowers, snow and moon.

Yu Ye's heart was ashen.

She hugged her knees and huddled in a dark corner, relying on memories of the good past to survive.

I do not know how long it has been.

She seemed to smell a hint of wind and snow, and a trace of trance appeared on her face.

——By the way, are the days of your first attainment coming to an end this year?

……

The dark and gloomy sky continued to drop cold rain, forming a continuous patch in the sky.

The bumpy road was constantly splashing with water. Obito, who was wearing a black cloak, and Zetsu, who was also dressed in the same style, walked side by side in the twists and turns of the dark alleys of the Land of Rain.

"That kid Nagato won't listen to you, what should you do, Madara?"

"There will always be..."

Suddenly, his words stopped, and the eyes hidden behind the whirlpool mask turned slightly, and his eyes fell on the girl in front of him.

The man lay on the ground and raised his head towards him with difficulty.

In the pouring rain, the blood and dirt on her face were washed away, revealing a pale and weak face.

A few strands of messy black hair stuck to her cheeks, making her look extremely fragile.

In the war-torn Rain Country, there are countless displaced civilians.

But the person in front of her looked so much like her.

In the moment of his hesitation, the girl's trembling hand almost touched the hem of his cloak, "Sir, please... help me..."