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

The wind blows through the forest, making the grass noisy.

At some point, the dark red blood stains dripping on the grass had faded and solidified.

Yu Ye wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth expressionlessly, got up and walked towards the clan's territory.

I must meet Uchiha Itachi.

Shisui, he——

Did he really die like this?

Like my brother, have you reached the point where you have to give up your life no matter what?

At dusk, the sky is covered with gentle sunset glow.

At the door of the clan leader's house, which should have been quiet, there were faint sounds of quarrels at this moment.

Yu Ye subconsciously hid her figure in the darkness in the corner.

Three tribesmen were blocking the courtyard door, constantly questioning Itachi about something. One of them, Yuzuha recognized as Mr. Yashiro Uchiha, a close confidant of the clan leader.

Perhaps because they were too focused, they didn't notice her arrival.

I heard a clan member asking loudly, "Itachi, two people didn't attend yesterday's meeting. Why didn't you come?"

"I know that after you joined ANBU, you had to go out and deal with some troublesome things. Your father often used this reason to help you smooth things over, but we don't want to treat you specially because of this. You shouldn't want to be like Uchiha Yuba..."

Yuye: "..."

Her name was suddenly mentioned in a place like this, which made her twitch her lips.

It's been a long time since she went to that kind of gathering. I guess many tribe members have already complained about her, right?

But because he was afraid of the Mangekyou Sharingan, he didn't dare to challenge her outright. This was indeed what the tribe would do.

Thinking of this, the black-haired girl narrowed her eyes slightly, but still couldn't suppress the sour feeling in her heart.

The next second, Itachi's humble and polite voice sounded, interrupting the other party's words without hesitation, "I understand, I will pay attention to it in the future, please go back."

"Yes, but I have something else to ask you," Uchiha Yashiro continued reluctantly, "It's about Uchiha Shisui who committed suicide by jumping into the Nanga River last night."

...Shisui's matter.

Hearing this name, Yuzuye's eyes narrowed slightly and she involuntarily slowed down her breathing.

Another clan member raised his voice and said: "And the other person who did not come to the gathering is Uchiha Shisui. I remember that you seem to admire Shisui as your own brother."

Itachi didn't immediately answer his words.

The air suddenly became quiet, and even breathing became heavy.

The three tribesmen were crowded together in front of the courtyard door. Youye couldn't see the expression on his face, let alone guess his mood at the moment.

After a moment, Itachi's calm voice sounded, "Really? I haven't seen him at all recently, what a pity."

Uchiha Yashiro gradually pressed forward: "No matter what you say, our guard will do our best to investigate this matter."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, stretched his arm forward, and seemed to hand it into Itachi's hand, "This is Uchiha Shisui's suicide note. After identification of the notes, there is no doubt that it was written by him himself." .”

There was a sudden sound of wind in my ears, and the sounds of everything in the world became hazy.

Yuzuha felt a dull pain starting somewhere in her chest again.

She covered her mouth and coughed a few times, but it still couldn't relieve the itch deep in her throat.

The conversation on the other side is far from over.

The increasingly aggressive words of the three people all hinted that Uchiha Itachi was the real murderer of Shisui.

They shouted with malice, "Listen up, Itachi, if you do something that betrays our clan, we will never let it go..."

Before he finished speaking, the three of them were knocked to the ground in an instant. Although he was only eleven years old, Itachi's movements were incredibly fast.

The boy appeared on the empty street, bending slightly in Yuzuha's sight.

The warm sunset fell from his shoulders, but the hostility all over his body made people feel extremely cold.

He said: "I said it is best not to rely on assumptions and appearances... If you think I am very patient, you should treat me with this attitude."

As he spoke, he straightened up, his eyes swept across the corner at the other end intentionally or unintentionally, and continued: "You are still talking about the clan, the clan... Then you have really miscalculated your own capabilities, because you don't know My current caliber is why I beat you down here."

The tribesmen looked in disbelief.

Yuzuye also looked in disbelief.

Does he have any connection with Shisui's death?

Just when she was deep in thought, those scarlet eyes suddenly looked over and met her gaze in the air.

It was a look full of provocation and murderous intent, completely gone from the gentleness and gentleness of the past.

Yuzu reflexively held the handle of the knife with her hand, and raised her eyes to look at him solemnly in the darkness.

After a pause, she said silently: "Little Weasel."

As if he had inadvertently touched upon the secret deep in his heart, the young man was slightly startled, and then looked away stiffly.

On the other side, the tribesman who had recovered from his injuries became furious after being treated like this, "Itachi! You have behaved so weirdly in the past six months since you joined the ANBU. What on earth do you want to do!"

"I want to imitate some people's betrayal..."

Itachi Uchiha suddenly turned his head and interrupted him again, "Obsession with the organization, fame and fortune, and the clan are taboo behaviors that limit oneself and recognize one's own capabilities, as well as fear and hatred of unknown things. Stupid behavior!"

The impression of Itachi was that he was gentle, gentle, humble and polite. Even when asking for leave from Kakashi, he would take the initiative to tell him the reason, which was much more polite than her.

But at this moment, Itachi was gloomy, surly, and uncertain. He would shout loudly at his clansmen, his brows full of indifference.

This was the Uchiha Itachi she had never seen before.

"Itachi, stop it! You've been acting weird lately!"

Fugaku's scolding suddenly came from the other side, making the boy calm down again.

"There's nothing strange about it, I just played my role well, that's all."

"Then why didn't you attend the rally yesterday?"

"In order to make myself reach the peak. I have already despaired of this boring clan."

Fugaku frowned incomprehensibly.

Just when he was about to say something else, Itachi suddenly threw a kunai at the wall with such force that it cracked the wall with the Uanfan clan emblem painted on it.

Everyone fell silent for an instant, and even the noisy cicadas around seemed to freeze.

Yu Ye subconsciously looked away, a slight trace of cold sweat dripping from her palms.

Looking over the scattered walls, she saw the panicked little Sasuke huddled behind the door, staring blankly at his brother.

After a while, the tribesmen recovered from their shock and confusion, and then tried their best to ask their captain to arrest him.

Hearing such words, Itachi's expression became darker and colder.

The rising murderous intention spread invisibly, and became more intense as the clan members' words became more and more excessive without knowing it.

A few drops of cold sweat slid down his back, and Yu Ye felt the slightest bit of coolness in the hot summer.

It turned out that at some point, this person's strength had far exceeded her imagination.

At the critical moment, Sasuke, who was hiding behind the door, suddenly shouted: "Brother! Stop making trouble!"

The childish voice made Itachi stiffen suddenly.

He finally came to his senses, and his guilty eyes dropped to the ground.

Suddenly, Itachi knelt down in full view of everyone and grabbed the ground with his head.

He apologized to his tribe with a very humble attitude, "I did not kill Shisui. I apologize for what I just said. I am really sorry. Please forgive me."

At that moment, he turned back into the docile Uchiha Itachi.

Although a little surprised, several people present still breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fugaku followed suit: "It seems that you have been busy with ANBU missions recently and are a little tired."

"Leave the matter of Itachi to me, please." He said a little apologetically to the others.

This light apology finally brought the absurd farce to an end. No matter how angry the group was, they could only throw up their sleeves and leave.

Fugaku took a deep look at his eldest son, whom he was most proud of, and sighed silently.

In the blink of an eye, only Itachi and Yuzuha were left on the empty street.

And little Sasuke who was hiding behind the door and shivering.

Everyone was gone, but Itachi knelt on the ground motionless, still maintaining his original posture.

A few strands of overly long black hair hung down from his ears, hiding his face.

From Yuzuha's point of view, he could only see his prostrate back immersed in the dazzling sunset.

The chirping of cicadas in midsummer seems to be loud and clear again.

The kneeling Itachi slowly turned his head and fixed his gaze on Yuzuha.

His eyes were slightly cold, and his dark eyes were like a pool of cold water. Youye couldn't help but froze, and knelt down in front of him.

"Weasel?"

The black-haired boy's voice was slightly gloomy and hoarse, and he asked solemnly: "Are you here to doubt me too?"

Yuye shook her head, "No, I just want to know about Shisui from you."

"……yes?"

"Well, that's all."

His eyes stayed on her ANBU outfit and asked, "So, in what capacity do you ask me?"

Yuzuha replied softly: "Is it okay to use the identity of 'Shisui's friend'?"

Itachi repeated in a murmur, "...Friends?"

Immediately, he raised the corners of his mouth and stood up staggeringly, "There is nothing more to say. Just as you thought, he committed suicide."

Before Yuzuha could answer, he raised his feet and walked towards home.

Yuzu stood up together and retorted subconsciously, "Absolutely impossible! Shisui is not that kind of person."

Itachi stopped in response. The young man's back was still thin and thin.

He turned his head and looked into her eyes, and asked calmly: "Then what kind of person do you think he is?"

"Or are you still doubting me?" The arrogance on the young man's face has not completely faded away, and even the tips of his eyebrows are stained with haze.

"I've never thought about it this way." Yuye pursed her lips and replied seriously.

As she said that, she took a few steps in front of him and looked up at him, "But I know that he would never do something like that casually."

"There are no absolutes in the world," Itachi lowered his eyebrows and said calmly, "People and things will change over time. Maybe you don't understand him at all."

For a moment, Yuzuye couldn't refute.

She deeply realized that the relationship between her and Shisui was not as deep as the one between her and him.

"But no matter what, we should respect his thoughts," Itachi lowered his head and murmured, "whether we understand it or not."

Yu Ye keenly caught the flash of sadness in his eyes.

Speaking of which, he should actually be the saddest person.

She opened her mouth slightly, trying to say something to calm her down, but she couldn't say a word.

After a while, Itachi broke the silence between the two of them and said tiredly: "That's it. I'm sorry, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."

He passed her without hesitation and walked firmly towards home, his figure gradually being swallowed by darkness.

"Is it really just because of the mission...is there really no other reason?"

Just when his figure was about to disappear, Yuzu asked him unwillingly again.

However, the other party did not stop there, nor did he give any verbal answer.

His figure finally faded into darkness, leaving her with only a closed door.

Regarding the cause of Shisui's death, all investigation results point to suicide.

Whether it's from the ANBU or the police department.

After a while of sighing, this outstanding young man disappeared from the world completely like water evaporating without a sound, leaving no trace of him even on the commemorative monument.

But his death still brought some changes.

——The Uchiha clan’s coup was forced to be postponed.

Without the help of the Mangekyō Sharingan, this coup, which was already difficult to succeed, became increasingly difficult and difficult.

……

The stars are fleeting and time is rushing.

Konoha year 55, early summer.

With his outstanding ability and level, the thirteen-year-old Itachi Uchiha was promoted to the captain of the Anbu department.

ANBU Building, Sixth Team Lounge.

Yuzuha patted Kakashi on the shoulder, "You seemed to be older than him when you were the captain."

The silver-haired young man opened his dead eyes and said nothing, as if he was completely immersed in the world of books.

When Yuzuha didn't get a response, she took the book out of his hand and threw it to Tenzo.

Kakashi frowned: "Hey..."

Honest Tenzo immediately returned the book to his captain.

"You are older than him..."

The silver-haired young man raised his head helplessly and could only follow her words and said: "Yes, you Uchiha clan are really outstanding."

Yuzuye's little vanity was immediately satisfied.

"It's not bad," she waved her hand pretending to be modest, "it's still far behind Captain Hatake."

The silver-haired young man rolled his eyes, "Well, I'm far from naive."

Yuzuha: "Shut up."

Just when she was about to retort, the door of the sixth team's lounge was pushed open.

The person coming was Itachi Uchiha.

The young squad leader bowed to them, his long silky hair tied back obediently, "Captain."

Kakashi crossed his arms and said, "Well, now that you are also the captain, you don't have to call me that."

Itachi showed the most familiar and gentle smile, "I'm here this time to thank you for taking care of me over the past few years."

"That's too polite, Itachi," Yuzuha raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You haven't changed at all."

There was a hint of helplessness in the black-haired boy's eyes, "Miss Yuzuha hasn't changed either...ah, I'll take my leave now."

Yuba blinked and asked, "Don't you want to sit still anymore? Are you going to pick up Sasuke from school at this time?"

When he thought of the name "Sasuke", Itachi's figure froze slightly, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist without leaving any trace.

In a flash, he replied gently: "Yes."

His eyes fell on the clock hanging on the wall, Yuzuye urged: "Then go quickly, if it's late, he will definitely cry."

Itachi nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, that's why I have to leave quickly."

"Only you will cry when no one answers." Kakashi interjected and mocked.

"……impossible!"

"Okay, seniors, stop making trouble."

The door slowly closed behind Itachi, blocking out the voices of several people talking and laughing.

The long corridor fell into silence again.

The weak light was divided by the thick darkness, and was eventually divided into small pieces and swallowed up.

Itachi leaned silently against the wall of the corridor and did not leave immediately.

After a long time, he raised his hand and pressed the mask on his face, and walked firmly towards the agreed place.

Actually, Sasuke doesn't have class today.

What he was going to see was a man who called himself "Madara Uchiha".

The agreed place was in the woods next to Minagawa Shrine, and there was no ANBU surveillance there.

The sun was setting outside, and the tired bird flapped its wings and cut through the gorgeous sunset, revealing a small dark corner.

By the time Uchiha Itachi arrived, the other party had already arrived.

He leaned against the tree trunk, arms crossed across his chest, and the warm light falling from the sky outlined his tall figure.

Except for the curly hair hanging on the shoulders, which has the most common curvature of the Uchiha clan, the rest of the information is blocked by the tiger-striped mask, making the identity of this temporary partner even more mysterious.

"It's too slow." The other party complained, his voice was unfamiliar and low.

Itachi's eyes turned slightly and he replied calmly: "Sorry, something delayed me on the way."

The man stretched out a hand towards him, "Where's the list?"

Itachi looked at the hand with black gloves, and there was a slight fluctuation in the depths of his eyes.

...Is this person really the so-called Uchiha Madara?

Although the thoughts deep in his heart were turning over and over again, the movements of his hands did not stop.

Itachi pulled out a list from his arms and handed it to him, "The names of everyone in the police department are on it."

The other party unfolded the thin list and his eyes seemed to be wandering around.

"Just take charge of this aspect, and leave the rest to me," Itachi's expression was very calm, "I will inform you before taking action."

Uchiha nodded, casually folded the list in three and put it into his sleeve, "Then I'll wait for your news."

"It's almost over." Uchiha Itachi closed his eyes slightly, his tone not revealing any sadness or joy.

……

The cool wind in the middle of the night blew through the curtains in the consultant's office.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

Yuzuha seemed to be kneeling in front of Nakajima Dai respectfully, but in fact, she secretly yawned when the other person was not paying attention.

For some reason, she suddenly felt particularly trapped.

Nakajima Dai smiled a little apologetically, "I'm so sorry for calling you here so late."

His voice seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze, so hazy that it was hard to hear it clearly.

Yuye rubbed her neck sleepily, unable to answer for a while.

"Here, wake up," Nakajima Dai handed a cup of strong tea in front of her, "When you wake up, let's talk about the mission."

He often makes tea for her, and Yu Ye has no doubt about him, and her whole body and mind are focused on the "task".

It must be a very urgent task. Could it be related to the coup of the tribe?

She was thinking drowsily, reaching out to take the tea cup and drink it in one gulp.