Naruto hodgepodge

The sun was hanging high in the sky, and the scorching sun at noon cast a dazzling light, illuminating the entire street and covering the world with a bright golden glow. Itachi walked on the bustling street, feeling a little depressed, just coming out of the sadness of his companions. He wanted to eat meatballs today, but when he came to his favorite meatball shop, he found that they were sold out. This made him feel a little disappointed.

Just as Itachi was about to turn around and leave, he ran into Uchiha Izumi again, and a similar scene happened again when he just graduated. Seeing that Itachi looked a little lost, Uchiha Izumi took the initiative to step forward and say hello: "Hey, Itachi, what's wrong with you? You look a little unhappy."

Itachi sighed and did not mention his teammate Kazama Arashi. A few days ago, when he and Uchiha Izumi were happily eating three-colored meatballs, Kazama Arashi suddenly appeared and called him away. However, it was impossible for Kazama Arashi to come again, which made Itachi feel a little regretful.

After calming down, Itachi said, "I wanted to eat meatballs, but I came too late and they were sold out."

Uchiha Quan smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll take you to the dumpling shop that mom likes very much. There are also three-color dumplings that you like there. We can go there to try them."

Itachi's eyes lit up and he said, "Really? Then let's go now."

The two walked to the dessert shop together. The environment inside the shop was elegant and the air was filled with the aroma of desserts. They found a seat by the window and began to taste various delicious desserts. During the tasting process, they talked about their preferences and experiences, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Itachi said: "I always feel that desserts have a healing power. Whenever I feel bad, I will feel much better after eating some desserts."

Uchiha Izumi nodded in agreement: "I think so too. Besides, desserts can make people happy and forget their worries."

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on the street, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere. Itachi and Uchiha Izumi finished this pleasant sweet treat, and Itachi walked home alone. Unfortunately, the bell rang, and the bell for the family gathering of the clan rang. He didn't want to participate in it. The crazy atmosphere in the family gathering was incompatible with his mood at the moment. Itachi thought of his companions. If he was stronger at that time, maybe he could have saved them. Shisui usually rarely participated in such activities, so he decided to find Shisui to train together.

While searching for Shisui, Itachi's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the days when they first met.

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At that time, he had almost no rivals in the ninja school and was extremely powerful, but this also attracted the attention and harassment of many female classmates. In order to deal with this situation, he began to use shadow clones to attend classes. Although his daily life was fulfilling, he gradually felt bored and empty. He began to think about deeper questions: What is life? What is a ninja?

One day, Itachi met Shisui at the training ground. When they first met, they felt that they had a similar aura and soon became friends. Shisui was three years older than Itachi and was more powerful, but he did not look down on Itachi because of this. Instead, he praised Itachi.

"No match for you," Itachi said sincerely.

"You're really good at talking. What's going on? Are you skipping classes because the courses at the Ninja School are too boring?" Shisui asked with a smile.

"I didn't skip class." Itachi replied, throwing a kunai for training. He did skip class, but his clone was blown up today.

From that day on, Itachi has been training with Shisui, and learned a lot of valuable experience and skills from him. Before leaving, Itachi couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Why do people fight?"

Shisui looked at Itachi, his eyes full of seriousness and thought. "I don't know," he admitted, "but I hope the fighting can be stopped. There is too much pain and hatred in this world, it would be great if people could just stop fighting."

When Itachi heard Shisui's answer, his heart was touched. He felt that he and Shisui were the same person, as if they were destined to be friends and brothers. From that moment on, Itachi and Shisui became closer. They trained together, discussed the meaning of life together, and pursued a world without fighting together. Itachi felt that he was no longer lonely because he had a friend like Shisui.

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Itachi arrived at Shisui's house, but unfortunately Shisui was not there. He looked around and found that the house was neat and tidy. On the table, Itachi left a ball of paper with a simple message: "I came to see you, you are not here." Then, he turned around and went home alone.

When Itachi returned home, he found Sasuke playing happily in the yard. His face was filled with childishness, and he was holding a wooden shuriken in his hand, concentrating on imitating the throwing movements of a ninja.

Itachi walked slowly to Sasuke with a smile, crouched down, and looked at his brother at eye level. "Sasuke, what are you doing?" His voice was gentle and kind.

When Sasuke saw Itachi, a bright smile immediately appeared on his face. "Brother, I'm practicing my shuriken throwing skills! Look, I'm pretty good at it, right? Am I like a real little ninja?" He excitedly showed off his achievements, his eyes sparkling with infinite yearning for the ninja world.

Itachi smiled and nodded, "Sasuke, you are really talented, and your movements are very standard. But remember, you must pay attention to safety when playing, and never hurt yourself."

Sasuke nodded obediently, indicating that he understood. Then, he stretched out his little hand and held Itachi's hand tightly, "Brother, play with me for a while! Let's have a competition to see who can throw more accurately!"

Itachi readily agreed, and he and Sasuke played a ninja game in the yard. The two held wooden shurikens, aimed at the target, and threw them with all their might. Itachi deliberately let his shurikens collide with Sasuke's, and then praised loudly: "Sasuke, you are really amazing! Your throwing skills are simply unparalleled!" Hearing his brother's praise, Sasuke was so happy that he danced with joy.

The two brothers played happily in the sun, their laughter and cheers echoed in the yard, and the air was filled with a strong atmosphere of intimacy and joy.

Sasuke was tired from playing, so Itachi held Sasuke and sat in the house to rest. Seeing Sasuke sweating and panting, Itachi couldn't help but fall into deep thought. "Will you have these eyes one day?" Itachi muttered to himself, revealing deep worry and expectation in his eyes.

After a while, Shisui received the message and came to find Itachi. Itachi planned to go to training with Shisui. Itachi put his iconic ninja sword on his back and was about to go out. Sasuke saw Itachi wanted to go out, and immediately ran over, pulled Itachi's sleeve and said, "Brother, play with me for a while."

Itachi looked at Sasuke, feeling a little hesitant. He didn't want to refuse Sasuke's request, but he wanted to train with Shisui. Just as he was about to speak, Shisui spoke first.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke," Shisui said to Sasuke with a smile, "Please lend me your brother."

After hearing what Shisui said, Sasuke showed a trace of helplessness and grievance on his face. He lowered his head and stood there silently.

Itachi looked at Sasuke's appearance. He walked to Sasuke, flicked his forehead gently, and coaxed him gently: "Sasuke, next time. Next time, brother will definitely play with you, okay?"

Sasuke raised his head and looked into Itachi's eyes, a smile gradually forming on his face as he heard his brother's promise.

Itachi was very pleased to see Sasuke happy. He patted Sasuke on the back gently, then turned to Shisui and said, "Brother Shisui, let's go." After that, he and Shisui left home and went to the training ground for daily training.