Naruto: Falling from the sky into Hashirama's arms

The sun slowly sank to the west, casting its last rays of light onto the earth. As time passed, the sky became darker and darker, like a huge black cloth slowly descending, covering the entire world.

Of course, Lin Sang's means of transportation back was still Senju Hashirama. At this time, Lin Sang lay quietly on Senju Hashirama's broad back, put his face on it, and felt the other's warmth and solidity.

Gradually, Lin Sang closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Soon, everyone returned to the Senju tribe’s territory.

After arriving at the destination, the rest of the people left quickly. After all, it was already late.

Senju Hashirama slowed down his pace, fearing that he would wake up Lin Sang on his back. He felt Lin Sang's breathing, and his heart was filled with peace.

The night wind blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

Soon, several people entered the house. Of course, Senju Hashirama did not send Lin Sang back to his home. Instead, he carefully placed Lin Sang on his bed and gently covered him with a quilt.

Looking at Lin Sang's peaceful sleeping face, Senju Hashirama smiled gently.

You are such a good kid, Lin Sang.

Later, Hashirama Senju also wanted to tidy himself up quickly. While washing his face, he also wiped Lin Sang's face with a towel, soaked his feet, and then went to bed to prepare for sleep.

The strange thing is that that night Hashirama Senju did not dream about what happened before Lin Sang traveled through time, but Hashirama Senju did not really care about this matter. Although predicting the future is a very tempting thing and one can learn a lot from it, he believed that even if he did not know it from now on, it would not matter.

Knowing that was a warning to him, he could avoid risks from now on and make his and Madara's ideals more perfect.

He grew up with wars. When he was still young and couldn't even walk, the first thing he encountered was a ninja's kunai. There were many little ninjas who started training at the age of three and went to the battlefield at the age of six...

They say this is the way of survival for ninjas...

But why? Everyone has their own important and loved ones, their own beliefs, why do they want to kill each other's most caring people? Everyone just wants to live...

A trace of pain and confusion flashed in Hashirama Senju's eyes.

He sat quietly beside the bed, thinking about this seemingly simple yet extremely complicated problem.

"Perhaps this is the cruelty of this era..." Senju Hashirama muttered to himself, "For their own interests and positions, people have to kill each other... This is definitely not the way of life I expected."

He thought of many things, Lin Sang, his best friend Ban, Tobirama, Banma, Wama, and many of his companions...

He couldn't let go of any of them.

Every battle means someone gets hurt or dies, but are these sacrifices really worth it?

Whenever Hashirama Senju thought of this, he felt heavy in his heart, so he began to work hard to find a peaceful solution. Now, there is a ray of hope. No matter whether it is a fake alliance or a real alliance, at least Senju and Uchiha have taken a step further.

The peace he longed for seemed to be beginning to take shape.

Senju Hashirama turned his head to look at Lin Sang who was sleeping soundly beside him, and effortlessly hugged him tightly in his arms. He gently rubbed his chin against his furry head, slowly closed his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

During the long night, time seemed to slow down. The breeze that blew from time to time on weekdays was now silent, and the whole world was shrouded in tranquility.

Senju Hashirama's breathing began to become steady and regular, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Along with the sound of birds singing, the sun has begun to shine its rays on the earth.

Lin Sang slowly woke up to the crisp sound of birds singing. At this moment, Lin Sang felt very hot. Last night he had a dream that he was thrown into the Sahara Desert and was struggling to survive there.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself being held tightly by Hashirama Senju.

Lin Sang: ...

It turns out that he was the culprit who caused me to have that kind of dream at night!

Ha, prepare to die, Hashirama Senju.

Although his body was held tightly, Lin Sang at least still had one hand that could move. He looked at Senju Hashirama's sleeping face with a sly smile on his face, and slowly stretched out one hand and moved it to near Senju Hashirama's waist.

Start tickling!

Hehehe, it’s so itchy!

But what Lin Sang never expected was that Hashirama did move, but it was not the kind of movement he wanted.

Senju Hashirama didn't move at all, but let Lin Sang tickle him. Lin Sang looked up and saw that he had woken up. His collar was wide open, revealing his strong chest muscles and some abdominal muscles with clear lines. At this time, Senju Hashirama was supporting his head with one hand, watching Lin Sang's movements with interest.

He exudes an irresistible masculine charm.

Lin Sang: “…”

Stiff all over.

Senju Hashirama: "If Lin-san wants to touch you, you can put it inside your clothes."

Lin Sang: “…”

Lin Sang was stunned for a moment and then his face turned red.

Ahhh, this is definitely not the Hashirama he knew!!

Who wants to touch it? !

Damn it, Hashirama doesn’t have any ticklish spots!

What a terrifying ninja, Hashirama. Doesn’t he really deserve to be the God of Ninja standing at the pinnacle of the Ninja world?

Lin Sang covered his face with his hands. Is this a ninja?

Really strong!

but--

"Hashirama, do ninjas have to endure things that ordinary people cannot endure?"

Lin Sang asked curiously.

Senju Hashirama hesitated for a while. He didn't know why he felt that Lin-san's next question would be very strange, but it was actually right to say it this way: "Yes, that's right."

"Does this include being ticklish?"

"Eh--?!"

Hashirama Senju has small eyes.

But then he sat up, touched his chin with his hand, and pretended to be in deep thought: "Hiss, this is the first time I've heard of this saying, but in a way it's not wrong, but people just don't choose to do this."

"Soga."

......

The two of them played on the bed for a while before getting out of bed to wash.

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In the bathroom, they stood in front of the mirror, brushing their teeth together. Lin Sang looked at Hashirama Senju's long hair, wondering if it would be inconvenient for him, so he rinsed his mouth with water from the cup before speaking: "Hashirama, is it inconvenient for you to have long hair? Do you want me to tie it up for you?"

Senju Hashirama, who was standing on the right, nodded in agreement after hearing this. After all, his mouth was full of foam.

Seeing that Hashirama Senju agreed, Lin Sang put down the cup of water and turned to open the cabinet. He remembered that Hashirama seemed to have a headband here, which Lin Sang bought on the day he unexpectedly went to the Hunter World and intended to give it to Hashirama, but the accident happened before he came back.

After finding it.

Lin Sang stood on tiptoe slightly, holding a toothbrush in her mouth, while she gathered Hashirama's long hair together and finally tied it with a hairband.

Although it was the first time, surprisingly there were no mistakes.

Seeing his perfect masterpiece, Lin Sang looked up at Senju Hashirama with pride and took out the toothbrush from his mouth with one hand: "Look, it's so perfect for the first time, I won't tell you about my strength!"

Senju Hashirama smiled at Lin San's expression, which looked like he was going to compliment me, and finally said maliciously, "Lin San, there's toothpaste all around your mouth."

Lin Sang quickly looked at himself in the mirror, but found that he was not there, so he turned around and glared at Senju Hashirama: "You are lying!"

As he said that, he went up and punched him.

Senju Hashirama dodged nimbly and Lin Sang's fist missed.

Lin Sang: “…”

Damn, ninjas are awesome!

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The morning passed unnoticed as the two of them played and fought.