On the compatibility of the Uzumaki clan and the Sharingan

Time passed quickly, but relatively speaking, for Fei Tao, it all seemed like torture.

She also learned a lot of things and even told Kakashi some of her ideas, but Kakashi just told her not to worry about it. Instead, he watched her secretly as if he was guarding against a thief, fearing that she would get close to the Uchiha clan again. The same was true for the Sandaime. No matter what she wanted to do, she could not escape their eyes.

Itachi was the same as he had seen during the previous mission, treating Hitao like an ordinary team member, without any feelings towards her.

"Hey, Obito-kun, do you think this counts as absenteeism?" Fei Tao sat down next to Obito's tomb, holding a box of freshly baked red bean cakes. She didn't know when it started, but Fei Tao inexplicably felt lonely.

She picked up the red bean cake and took a bite, but it was still a little too sweet for her. "Hmph, I just don't know why you like eating these things. As for me, I feel like I can't do anything." She put down the red bean cake.

"He talked about power. He said we are not children anymore and we should know this, but I still don't know anything. I feel that I am ignorant and selfish. Just like before, I tried so hard to change something but couldn't change it."

Fei Tao thought about how she had worked so hard to do so many things before the Nine-Tails Rebellion just because she felt she could change something. She even told her parents about the Nine-Tails, but the accident still happened, her parents still died, and Naruto still had an unhappy childhood, even though she tried her best to make up for it.

Itachi is the same now. She only had a vague idea about the genocide. She used to think that Itachi would never do such a thing given his character, but now she is not sure, or she does not have the courage to be sure.

Shisui's death was like a beginning, slowly revealing all the darkness in front of Hitao, and gradually dragging everyone into this chaos.

"Heh, I don't even have anyone to discuss things with right now. I don't even have anyone to talk to. Are you an idiot? Don't you know how to protect yourself before going on a mission? Really, my mother was right. She should have beaten you up first."

The more Fei Tao thought about it, the more scared she became, and the lonelier she felt. "If you were still here, I could still talk to you, but you're not here, and Sister Lin isn't here either. It's just me and that Hatake-san." She was silent, her eyes slightly moist.

"Brother Obito, I don't want KAMISAMA to become like that. I want to change, but he doesn't even give me a chance. He always looks at me like I'm dying. So...so I can only tell you this here."

Fei Tao stretched out her hands and hugged her knees. There was not much light in her deep purple eyes, which slowly became dim.

Itachi used to be really gentle and kind. Just like he said, you only know how to cherish something after you lose it. But she also tried very hard to do something. She asked him more than once, but he completely refused, as if she was an outsider.

Nothing can be done...

Even though I tried hard to get closer to him, I was pushed away by him, pushed away by an invisible force.

Tears flowed out of her eyes inadvertently. Fei Tao took up the mask to cover her face as if she wanted to deny that she was crying.

I clearly said that I would never cry again, and I clearly said that I would be strong, but why do I feel like I have become that child again?

But, at least at that time there will be a person who is not tall but very warm and will hug her and say, "Feitao, I will always be here, I will always be here." At least those words which are not really a promise will make her remember them forever, always, always remember them!

But now that person is gone, my KAMISAMA...

Kakashi guessed that Fei Tao had come here. The autumn night wind was cool, and the same was true here at the memorial. A bleak atmosphere arose for no reason. He put the lilies in his hand into various vases and then sat down and stood next to Fei Tao. She was wearing a mask, which looked very strange.

She shouldn't wear a mask when she's alone, and she didn't even notice me approaching her? "Xiao Tao, you should..."

He reached out to pat Hito's shoulder, but as soon as he touched her shoulder she shrank back as if she was frightened. "Hatake...Hatake-san?"

Something was wrong... Kakashi could tell her voice was a little hoarse, not because of a cold, but more like... crying. Crying? How could it be possible? She hadn't cried since that time.

Kakashi couldn't help but reach out and take off her mask, and it turned out to be just as he thought.

Crystal tears left two water marks on her cheeks. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes. Even in the dim light, you could see that her eyes were red and she had been crying for a long time. The tip of her nose was also red.

Fei Tao took back the mask and put it back on, "You didn't see anything." She lowered her head and looked at the words on the tombstone, unwilling to look up.

"For Itachi?"

"Do not."

"I can see that, because..." Itachi.

"I said no."

Fei Tao quickly interrupted him. She stood up and realized that her tone was a bit bad. "Sorry, let's go back. I think we have another mission later."

"Ah."

So, why? Why are you crying? Why are you crying in front of me? Didn't you say you would never cry again?

Kakashi followed behind Hitao without saying a word.

After the two walked away, a vortex appeared in the grove, and slowly, a man walked out. The man was wearing a black robe with purple edges and a tiger-patterned mask on his head.

He walked to where Feitao had been before, which was Uchiha Obito's tombstone, and squatted down. He reached out and picked up the cold red bean cake in the box, then took off his mask and took a small bite. The cold and hard red bean cake tasted terrible, but he still finished everything in the box.

"Mm, still as delicious..."

He glanced in the direction the two people left, and then there was another vortex, and the man disappeared into the air as if he had never been there.

There seemed to be a sigh in the wind.