[Hokage] One tit for another

My eyes widened, and for a moment, I thought I was going to rush over desperately.However, I just squeezed my hand tightly, as if I was separated from everything, and stood there indifferently.

In the flames, Itachi covered his mouth and coughed one after another. A large stream of blood overflowed from his palm and splashed on the ground like a big blooming flower.

He coughed hard, hoarsely, as if he could vomit everything out of his chest.

A faint smell of blood spread in the air.

I even want to close my eyes, because I can't force myself not to notice the data with "Weasel Weasel" written all over it floating in mid-air.

I don't know how long it took, until I controlled my body and stopped trembling, I seemed to have found my feet, retracted the Susano in a bit of a numbness, and approached Itachi stiffly step by step.

I am not far from him, but the short distance of a few steps seems to have crossed two worlds.

It was also the first time in nine years that I was able to get so close to Itachi, the sick but real him.I walked step by step, as if walking into his world like this.

The dividing line he drew was finally touched, and disappeared in an unknown place with the wind.

Itachi half-kneeled on the ground, with his always straight back hunched, looking a little embarrassed.He almost curled up in a heart-piercing cough, his soft hair became messy and hung down the side of his face.His hair was already very long, and now it completely blocked his face.

He shrugged his shoulders and panted continuously, and it took him a long time to calm down.

I looked down at him, somewhat condescending.

It seems that I am a cruel executioner, holding the scythe of death in my hand, and with a slight swing, I can cut off the head of the martyr before me.

"you lose."

I heard my own voice say.

at last……

How long has passed.

I finally got a chance to say this.

I imagined the scene of saying this sentence countless times, it should be hearty, and I should be very happy to see Itachi in a mess.

It's just vomiting blood... I was hit by him with broken ribs, broken arms, white bones protruding from the flesh, doesn't it look much worse than him?

It's just vomiting blood... Isn't it more embarrassing for me to be trampled on my head by him, humbled into the dirt, than he is now?

I originally wanted to say so many things, and I fantasized about the coming of victory at this moment more than once, but now all of them are blocked in my throat.

I can not be reconciled!

I obviously endured him for so long, and the moment I dreamed of has come, shouldn't I vent all the grievances of these years?

Hurry up!Give him a good taunt.

I opened my mouth tremblingly, and tried to move the corners of my mouth, trying to show my most commonly used sneer, but my body seemed not to listen to me, the corners of my mouth twitched and twisted, but I still couldn't lift it up.I seem to have lost the ability to speak, and my brain is blank.

I'm even about to lose the strength to keep standing...

Itachi suddenly raised his head and looked at me.

There was blood all over his mouth and face, large blood stains stuck to the front of his clothes, and there were some abrasions and burns on his body, but at this time, they were all stained with the blood he vomited.

The world seemed to turn red.

I obviously can't see the color anymore, but I feel that those irregular color blocks are dazzling red, which makes me flustered inexplicably.

I never knew that a person could vomit so much blood.

Itachi can't die.

I know.

But why am I still trembling with fear, even holding my breath.

weasel...

"Sasuke...has become so powerful." Itachi looked at me deeply, his vision may have been blurred, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, like a nearsighted person trying to see me clearly.I don't know what he saw, I only know that the expression on his face stretched in an instant.

he laughed.He actually laughed!

He could no longer maintain Sharingan, and his eyes returned to their usual black color. In a daze, I thought that gentle, bright, Xia Feng-like boy had returned.

"Stronger than me." Itachi repeated, and he still smiled, a gentle smile, a little relieved, a little proud, a little happy, as if the sun had all fallen into his eyes, stretching and blooming for it.

elder brother……

I couldn't support my body any longer, so I knelt down next to Itachi with a "plop" and supported him.I didn't realize I was shaking until I touched those sticky blood stains, touched his shoulder.

Itachi seemed a little dazed, opened his eyes slightly, then raised his hand, and poked my forehead.

This is very light, as if the wind gently touches the surface of the water.

Itachi always poked me very hard, and always made a red mark on my forehead, like a stamp.Very light like this, in fact, very few.

I grabbed his hand.

Itachi's hands trembled, but he didn't retract. He still looked at me with such focused eyes, as if I was the only clear thing in his eyes in the whole world, as if he wanted to focus on what he had missed all these years at this last moment. make up for it.He held my hand hesitantly, and stretched out his other hand to gently wipe away the blood on my face.

He rubbed very seriously and carefully, his callused fingers slid across my cheeks, I only felt a strange tingling pain spreading from his fingertips, the temperature of his fingers ignited my blood like fire , I shuddered imperceptibly.

The slender fingers came to the corner of my bleeding eye, and Itachi's complexion became complicated again: "These eyes..."

"I'm fine." I said softly, my voice hoarse.

Itachi's fingers slowly landed on my neck again. This was originally the deadliest position for a ninja, but I didn't feel any threat.That hand gently stroked the back of my neck. I thought his hand was cold, but I felt warmth inexplicably.

"The curse mark left by that person has been removed." I knew what he wanted to ask.

Itachi was stunned for a moment, and then showed a completely relieved smile: "That's good."

"I know..." I hesitated, not sure how to describe everything I knew, "Everything." I paused, and added, "I know everything."

Itachi was silent for a while, and said: "You know it all... I guessed it. When you were looking for Danzo, you were just not sure."

I couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Itachi tightly.

"You're not going to die."

I muttered.

"...Sasuke?"

I know that Itachi's behavior is that he thinks he is going to die.Also, with his body, anyone would think he was going to die, but how could I let him die?

"I won't let you die, and you don't want to escape either."

I said so viciously that I almost bit off a piece of flesh from the weasel's neck.

A white snake suddenly sprang out from my wrist, quickly bit Itachi's hand, then wrapped its slender body tightly around Itachi's wrist, and then around mine, binding us firmly together.

Itachi fainted and leaned softly against my body.

The surrounding pictures suddenly shattered, and the dilapidated buildings disappeared, replaced by a dense forest.

There was no blood on Weasel's body either, he was still wearing his Xiaopao, lying on my lap safely, with the white snake firmly attached to us.I knelt on the ground, gasped for breath a little exhausted, and pinned the messy hair on Itachi's face behind his ears.

Just like Danzo, this time it is still an illusion, and everything happens in the illusion world.

Everything is planned.

Itachi stayed at the former site of Uchiha, both the masked man and Zetsu were watching us secretly.

So, I casually fought with Itachi twice, and quickly created an illusion world. I placed a fake illusion in that place, making Jue and the masked man think that I was fighting with Itachi, and then the real me took Itachi to fly Thunder God leave.

Yes, Flying Thor.

When I entered Naruto's seal and met Kyuubi, I originally wanted to see the chakra left on the seal, and use it to deduce the Flying Raijin Art of the Fourth Namikaze Minato, but I didn't expect Minato and Xin to remain there. A trace of Kuna's strength and spirit.Coupled with the deduction research at Orochimaru, it just allowed me to perfect the technique of flying thunder.

Although long-distance travel will consume a lot of chakra, it is really convenient for me to travel back and forth between the five major countries.

And here, I have prepared a long time ago, an extremely hidden and safe place, with the enchantment I drew, plus the flying thunder god technique that I left long ago, I just need to use ninjutsu to come here instantly Enough.

It is impossible to be found by anyone, even the supernatural masked man and Jue.

The power of the enchantment is very stable, enough for me to cultivate for a period of time and restore my strength to its peak.

so tired……

This time has been running around.

It's finally done, I've done everything I can.

I'm going to rest for a while... just for a while.

Then when I woke up, I took Itachi back to Konoha.

"Cough cough cough..."

My throat suddenly felt hot, and I violently coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on Weasel's face.Itachi's face is very white, in the halo woven by the sun and shade, it looks like the first snow on the top of the mountain. I can clearly see his facial features, and see his sleeping face, but my blood is thick black, Like ink smeared on white paper.The black blood flowed wantonly, trampling the snow into mud.

I hastily stretched out my hand to wipe the blood dripping on Itachi's body, while trying to suppress my breathing, I desperately swallowed the blood rushing up from my throat.I kept my mouth shut, trying not to think how disgusting it would be to swallow the blood that spit up to my mouth.

"Cough cough..."

There was so much blood, I could only turn my head away and cover my mouth in vain, the sticky blood was everywhere, I stepped back, stayed away from Itachi, and coughed hysterically.

More and more blood came up, and while I was panting, my whole body was weak, and I smeared the blood on the blades of grass beside me.

I didn't expect it to be so fast... I haven't even changed my eyes yet.

But it doesn't matter, I've done everything I want to do, only the last step.

The severe pain faded away as abruptly as when it came, and I suddenly stopped coughing up blood and no longer hurt, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

I slowly wiped off the blood, then picked Itachi up again, and stopped him from resting against the shade of a tree.

A cold feeling spread from my fingertips, and I ran my fingers across Itachi's cheek.

Maybe the touch is soft and warm... But it seems that I can't feel it.

Itachi, we are finally returning to your beloved Konoha.

Itachi... brother.

we go home.

I hugged the ferret tightly, like a drowning man clinging to the only piece of driftwood with all his strength.

elder brother……

It hurts.