Naruto: Itachi Hears the Bell

Three days later, next to the Uchiha clan's ancestral hall. There was only one hour left before the decisive battle between the two.

"What kind of place is this? Why did you bring me here?" Feng Ling had a bad premonition in his heart for no reason.

"This is the secret room where the Uchiha clan gathers. Wind chime, listen to me. I will have a decisive battle with Sasuke in the temple in front of me soon."

"What did you say?" Feng Chime was shocked, "Why are you telling me now?"

"I'm afraid you will stop me, but, Feng Chime, there must be a battle between us. I think you can understand me," Itachi said softly.

Feng Chime shook his head slowly, tears falling down: "Battle Itachi, don't try to lie to me, bastard, are you planning to die in his hands?"

Itachi couldn't bear to raise his hand to wipe away the tears on Feng Ling's face, "Feng Ling me"

Feng Ling threw herself into his arms and sobbed: "I beg you, you want him to take revenge. I understand that you want him to kill you to relieve your anger. I also understand that I don't care if you let him go. You let him beat you and let him vent his anger, even if you are maimed." I don’t care if you beat me to death, I just ask you to leave me your life.”

Itachi's eyes turned red and he hugged her gently: ""He really couldn't agree to her.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. Itachi gently let go of the wind chime and went to open the door. It was Kisame. "Itachi-kun, everything you asked has been done. The ancestral hall has been decorated. I led them here. They are almost there. All I need is you," Kisame said slowly.

"I understand. Thank you for waiting for me at the ancestral hall. I'll be right back." Kisame glanced at Feng Chi, who was crying in tears, and turned to leave.

Itachi turned around and kissed Feng Ling's forehead for the last time. "Goodbye" he turned around resolutely.

Feng Chime reluctantly grabbed the corner of his clothes and shed tears. She could no longer say anything to save him.

Itachi was startled, then gently but irresistibly opened Feng Chime's hand and walked towards the door. Looking at his lonely back, Feng Ling's eyes were filled with mist, as if something in his heart was broken and flowing all over the place, so sad and helpless.

"Uchiha Itachi" she yelled in a hoarse voice with a tearful tone. Itachi paused and stopped, he didn't even have the courage to look back.

"If you dare to let yourself die, I will never forgive you in my life." After Feng Ling finished speaking, she felt that she was ridiculous. If he really died, what would happen if he didn't forgive or not? But she really didn't know what to say to keep him. He did.

Itachi's eyes tightened, he gritted his teeth and left the dark room.

Feng Chime stood there blankly, heartbroken. I want to do a hundred things to keep you, but in fact I can’t keep you even if I do a thousand things. What makes me even sadder is that I can’t even do one thing and can only watch you leave me. Getting further and further away, looking at your back alone, my heart breaks.

In the ancestral hall, Itachi sat on a chair and kept coughing, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. A trace of distress flashed in Kisame's eyes, and he raised his hand to gently wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Only let him come in alone, right?" He asked without saying anything. These ferrets had already explained this in the letter.

Itachi remained silent and wiped his mouth hard with his hand, as if trying to cover up the pale color of his lips.

"Okay, I know you are still like this after all these years." Kisame was helpless.

Itachi said softly: "Kisame, thank you, I owe you another favor, but this is the last time."

Kisame sighed: "It doesn't matter."

"Kisame, if I die, give this to Fuchi."

Kisame took the letter and read it, "If you can't let go, why would you bring her here and let her watch you die, and then become completely desperate?"

Itachi remained silent. Kisame shook his head: "Forget it, you are just a weird person after all." He looked at Itachi deeply. This was the most serious time he had looked at Itachi since joining the organization. He knew that this might be his last look. Then he turned around and left the temple.

Itachi wiped the blood from his mouth and tried to look like a normal person. "Come on Sasuke, kill me and leave these eyes to you" he thought to himself.

After a while, Sasuke came in.

"I have finally waited for this day, Uchiha Itachi"

The wind chime connected the optic nerve to the bird and released it, and she was eager to understand the situation of the battle.

Although she had been mentally prepared for it, the brutality of that battle still left her heartbroken. She watched as Itachi deliberately took Sasuke's shuriken, watched as Itachi let go, and watched as he was severely injured by Sasuke.

"Ah" she couldn't stand still and fell to her knees, sobbing. "Itachi, you big idiot"

Several times, she tried to rush out and stop Sasuke, but she retracted her step abruptly. As much as she loved him, she knew him well. He definitely didn't want her to interrupt their "duel" or see him. Looking embarrassed. She could only restrain her urge to rush out, covering her mouth and watching their fight with tears streaming down her face.

She couldn't bear to look anymore, but she had to force herself to keep her eyes wide open and keep looking. She was afraid that if she lost her mind, Itachi would never see her again. At this moment, she still had a little fantasy in her heart, thinking that Itachi could come back safe and sound. .

She saw blood pouring out of Itachi's covered mouth, unable to stop it, and felt so distressed that she almost fainted. Her eyes were black, her chest felt tight, and she vomited a mouthful of blood. She watched Itachi seal Orochimaru that was forced out of Sasuke's body, and watched him fall to the ground exhausted, a suppressed sob escaping his throat.

Okay, here comes the knife. When I was writing this chapter, I was crying like a mess while listening to May Rain. Am I too heartless? I'm sorry, my Itachi God. I didn't mean to write you off. If you want to blame, just blame Kishimoto.

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