Naruto: The Story of Kakashi: Skull of the Sea of ​​Blood

The mountaintop hot spring inn in late summer and early autumn is a paradise.

The maple leaves have not yet turned red, the autumn cherry blossoms will not thank you, everything is just right.

After soaking in the hot spring, the silver-haired man wore a yukata and slouched in the corridor that extended out of the room.

It was a clear night, the moon was hanging in the sky like a silver disk, the stars scattered like chess pieces were thinly covered in the sky, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, softly carrying the fragrance of the unique plants and flowers in the mountains, refreshing the heart.

Kakashi put down the eighteen forbidden copy of "Dear Paradise" that he always held in the palm of his hand, and looked at the cherry blossom petals floating on the wooden floor, and his lips under the blue-black mask couldn't help but tick.

It's still so leisurely in the mission, isn't it too unspeakable, hehe~

"Teacher,"

the girl's sweet voice sounded from the cherry blossom tree in the yard, Lingxi was sitting on the trunk holding a light blue wine jug, the lilac yukata was blown up by the wind, and the slender and smooth calves were exposed and swayed with the wind.

She raised her head very proudly and took a sip of sake, looked at Kakashi and smiled, "Is that book good?" Kakashi

withdrew his gaze, put one hand on his cheek, and nodded lazily, "I just count on this series of books to pass the free time, how can children understand adult hobbies."

"Is it really that good-looking?" one

of Reihi's heads came over with a fresh breeze, and the warm snort fluttered to Kakashi's neck with the sweet aroma of wine, tickling.

"I said you..." Even after getting along for a long time, Kakashi was still not used to her ghost flashing technique, and was almost squeezed to the floor by her.

One second is still far away, the next second is coming to you, this kind of speed, Kakashi has only seen on his master's fourth generation Hokage Wave Feng Shuimen. The difference is that the teacher needs to make a mark, while the spirit rhino does not.

"What is it about?" Reihi approached him disapprovingly, her body heat and breath truly transmitted to Kakashi, and a strand of her long thin hair fell and brushed his cheek.

Kakashi looked at the girl who was close at hand, and there was a momentary loss of concentration, and the scene at the fireworks festival at night couldn't help but jump into his mind.

Did this girl have someone to like, he thought.

At

the fireworks festival, he saw her holding his hand and shuttling through the crowd, watching her pull him to accompany him to catch goldfish, watching her coquettish and asking the man to buy her apple candy... This girl, did she have someone she liked in the two years since he was gone?

there was a dull pain in his heart, and Kakashi's hand propped up on the floor did not feel clenched by himself.

"I don't even understand..." The girl pulled back and left his embrace.

The moonlight melts like a glass of milk diluted by water, and in the moonlight, a girl in a lilac yukata looks up and drinks sake.

Kakashi closed the book in his hand and looked at her so quietly. It was the second time in two years that he had looked at her so seriously.

The girl in front of her will be an adult after tomorrow's birthday, but she is still as innocent and bright as she first saw. In two years, she has come out better, if she was a flower bone with buds waiting to be released, then she is now a flower that has just bloomed. Vivid, eye-catching, intense and demagogic.

The charm and sexiness of adult women and the ignorant innocence of girls, as well as the innocence of children, are well mixed in this incomparably beautiful face.

Kakashi wanted to reach out and touch the face, which was stained red from a little drunkenness. But reason told him that you can't do this to this kid who keeps calling you teacher.

"Sensei," the girl called to him, she looked at the starry sky and smiled lightly, "Will Kakashi-sensei give me a gift for the bar mitzvah?"

He felt that the left eye that was specially covered with a forehead guard jumped suddenly.

An unspeakable sadness surged in my heart.

"Whoever takes the initiative to ask for a gift, little girl. "

Hmm~" Reihi shook his head, "I want a gift from the teacher, so sensei, do you want to give me a gift?"

Kakashi looked at her quietly, the girl's eyes full of seriousness and expectation. Kakashi's heart moved, he always felt that tonight's Spirit Rhinoceros was different from any time before, but he couldn't say what was different.

"Will it?" the girl crawled over again and moved closer to Kakashi's face.

Her face became more and more red, like a red rose in the breeze, magnificent and delicate, making people unable to look away. Her breath came in bursts, a pleasant gardenia fragrance, which gradually became stronger as her body temperature rose after being drunk.

"What gift do you want?" Kakashi pulled back reasonably, and now he and Reihi were facing each other in a very ambiguous position.

Almost all of Lingxi's body was attached to Kakashi, a pretty face with a seductive smile looking up at him, and the black hair that was randomly held by a jade-colored hair fork was already loose and hanging down a lot.

She braced her hands on the floor, the neckline of her lilac yukata wide open, and the smooth white skin was exposed in large swaths, and he could even see the undulating lines of her chest.

Kakashi only felt his breathing stagnate, and his heart beat uncontrollably. It's not that he hasn't seen scantily dressed women, but like the child in front of him, it is too challenging to unconsciously expose himself to a normal adult male without feeling dangerous.

Seeing unconscious sexiness on an incomparably innocent and coquettish face is simply murderous invisible.

Kakashi only felt his throat dry, as if he had walked in the desert for a long time and cut off his water source. He wanted to make a sound, at least say something. The lips under the mask moved, but there was no sound.

"What do you want... Will the teacher give anything?" the girl laughed, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were unstoppable, lazy, seductive, sexy, innocent...

Kakashi stared at this absolutely seductive face, a pair of peach blossom eyes fogged with water vapor from drunkenness, and a small and delicate mouth slightly open, with a childlike childlike childhood.

Angels and goblins are on her face.

What does she want to do?"

asked Kakashi to himself.

He was a little afraid, and the longing in his heart was awakening, as if he was being answered, which made him anxious, expectant, longing and painful.

Kakashi clenched his hands and swallowed heavily before he heard the girl say,

"I want you!"

A pair of slender arms climbed Kakashi's shoulders, and she smiled sweetly at him.

"Kakashi-sensei, I want you. "With a drunken hazy voice.

With a bang, something exploded in Kakashi's heart, it was shock, it was shock, it was ecstasy, it was fear and fear.

"

Teacher, do you like me?" the girl leaned closer, a face almost close to his, and he could even count her eyelashes.

"Reihi..." sighed, Kakashi called the girl's name in a hoarse voice, "Even if I teach you very little, I am still your teacher." "This is the last stubbornness of this man.

He longed for her, not just now, but since after going through so much together two years ago, one heart gradually attracted to another, warm.

But he told himself that this was not okay, that she was his student ten years younger than him, that she was someone who deserved happiness like any ordinary girl in the world. And her happiness, people like themselves who live in hell can't give.

Kakashi felt sad, and now the feeling he longed for was being reciprocated, but he couldn't meet this response.

I...... I can't drag you to the bottom of this hell.

"Don't you like me, teacher?" the girl was still laughing, her eyes misting.

The mask was pulled off unexpectedly, and a young and very handsome face was revealed. The tall nose, thin lips, and a beauty mole under the left lip are wonderful, which adds a lot of tenderness to this handsome face.

The forehead was torn off, and under the melting moonlight, the left eye flashed with blood-colored light. This was the first time that Reihi had seen Kakashi's face completely like this, completely presented in front of her without any covering.

Both froze, and Kakashi even forgot to pull the mask back.

The cherry blossom petals fell on them like snow in the night breeze, and the porch was silent, and they could even hear each other's heartbeats.

When Kakashi came back to his senses, the girl's tiny lips had already kissed the beauty mole under his lips. The soft lip flap was close to the mole, warm and frightening.

Kakashi's eyes widened as he had been godless for many years, and a thunderbolt exploded, and his heart was like being hit by a blunt object.

He forgot to breathe, forgot his heartbeat, and his body blocked everything from the outside world. All his thoughts were focused on the soft and warm lip flap under the left lip.

Reason collapsed when the girl's lips were attached, identity, reputation, family... All this has been forgotten.

The girl he likes confesses to him, saying that she likes him and wants him, the girl he likes... Kissed him.

Kakashi looked at the face that was close at hand, and with a slight trembling, he held her with both hands. He slowly lowered his head and accurately captured the girl's lips, he kissed her softly, pried open his teeth and sucked the sweetness of the wine in her mouth, chasing and playing with her.

The girl responded to him awkwardly and helplessly, with a sweet and confused look in her eyes.

They hugged each other, tightened, and Kakashi tightened his arms uncontrollably, as if trying to embed each other in his bones.

The kiss was long and intense, and Kakashi lowered the girl to the floor and pressed her down.

His heart kept beating, as if it was about to jump out of his left chest. The girl under her seemed to be unable to withstand his passionate and powerful kiss, and let out a protest-like moan, kitten.

Kakashi only felt his blood boiling, and the desire that had been sleeping for so long suddenly awakened at this time.

He wanted her, the kind of desire that a normal adult man wanted to have a beloved woman, the kind of desire that completely possessed from the heart to the body.

Kakashi stopped, his hands supporting the ground, his body slightly away from the Spirit Rhino, he gasped and trembled slightly from extreme excitement.

He looked at the girl below him who was flushed and trying to breathe oxygen for a long time, the water mist blinded her eyes, and on her face, there was a dazed and sweet look after the first kiss.

"Teacher?" the girl said blankly.

Kakashi's voice was unusually hoarse, with a low sexiness that he had never felt before, he looked at her and asked her, "Is it okay, can I do this to you?"

Unlike the previous rambling, who was not interested in anything and no one, he now pressed on himself, his eyes were firm and he was extremely respectful.

Lingxi reached out and held his face, his fingers rubbing his eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and even the long scar on his left eye became extremely soft and cute.

She smiled, the corners of her sweet mouth curved slightly, and the fingers rubbing his cheeks became softer. This man she had been in love with for two years also loved her and loved each other, and what could be better than two people in love.

"I'm so happy~" The girl said softly, her head getting heavier and heavier. She nodded hard and said to the person on her body: "Thank you, teacher, this is the best gift I have ever received." The

voice gradually decreased, and his hands hung down weakly, Kakashi looked at the girl under him in disbelief, and after a long time, he laughed helplessly.

"Huh~

" Leaving a man with burning desire, the culprit who provoked this "war" actually slept without warning.

Kakashi raised his eyebrows and stared at her amusedly, reluctant to look away for a long time. My heart is like thousands of ants gnawing, happy, throbbing.

His beloved girl, like an arsonist, lit a fire in his heart and body. Burn his world to nothing, a barren place, and then grow only one plant, a flower, the flower that belongs to her wholeheartedly.

The passion slowly receded, and Kakashi lay down beside the girl. The two eyes, one red and one dark, were unusually bright in the dark. A feeling called happiness rose from the bottom of his heart, it was good to be alive, it was good to fall in love with someone, and he really felt this way at this moment.

Like a lonely boat floating on the sea, it finally landed, and its heart was satisfied. And at this moment, he also seemed to have found a reason to live for a long time, and his heart was very stable, so stable that his nose was sore.

Happiness has actually come to me, can I be happy?"

Kakashi thought to himself looking at the sleeping people around him.

He involuntarily reached out to touch the sleeping girl's cheek, nostalgic, cherished. He had never been so satisfied, and the huge void in his heart seemed to be being filled by something delicate and soft.

The warm fingertips gently brushed every inch of the girl's face, and with a flick of fingertips, Kakashi's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

He saw with his own eyes that a blood-red flower gradually appeared on the forehead of the sleeping girl beside him, as if a basin of cold water was poured down on his face, making him overwhelmed, full of cold, and could only watch for a long time.

He numbly withdrew his cold and trembling hand, clutched the yukata on his chest, and only felt a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat.

Happiness receded, leaving only endless cold in body and mind, it turned out that happiness was really like a phantom, and people like him who stayed at the bottom of hell could not get it.

I thought, I thought, oh, it turned out to be just what I thought.

Kakashi smiled wryly, with a thick sadness in his eyes. The hole in his heart that was being filled actually tore open a huge hole by himself, and he did not dare to breathe in pain.

"Huh~"

The night was terrifying, staring at the blood-colored flower for a long time, and the silver-haired man's sad bitter smile became more and more frightening.

The night is deeper, the breeze is gentle, and the fall is colorful.

Kakashi froze for a moment, his hand reaching into the inside of his yukata and pulling out something, he hesitated and shoved it into Reihi's hand.

In the pitch darkness, Kakashi fumbled to change into his yukata and put on his coming, and put on his backpack. He completed this task perfectly, and there was no reason to stay any longer.

The door was pulled open and the raised right foot was gently lowered again.

The light outside the door shone in, and in the backlight, Kakashi turned his head.

Lingxi was still asleep, and she could even hear her even breathing, so I was afraid that I wouldn't have the opportunity to listen to it in the future.

Sighing slightly, he adjusted his forehead to cover his blood-colored eyes again, and at the same time covered his nostalgia for the girl.

Kakashi closed the paper door behind him, his face full of slaughter.