[Hokage] One tit for another

Debris of dirty soil flew all over the sky, and I knelt and sat on the ground blankly, with cold blood all over my hands.Drops of water dripped from the stalagmites hanging upside down and fell to my hand, breaking into dots of light.

The air was terribly still, the breath from the dead dissipated, and the world became empty again.Without those fiery chakras, the cave became pitch black again.I seem to think a lot, and I seem to have completely lost the ability to think.

The cold darkness engulfed me.

For a split second, I'm about to reach out and grab the flying crumbs.But the remaining self-esteem I don't know makes me try my best to maintain the last bit of decency, instead of throwing myself on the ground, humbly begging for something that is impossible to happen.

...what a bloody self-esteem!

Why don't you hug your mother and beg her not to go?Why not say that?Obviously it's almost time to say it, right?Obviously wanting to go crazy, wanting to leave them behind regardless...

But why in the end, I did nothing and dared not say anything.

I just knelt meaninglessly like this, listening to the drops of water falling from the darkness and breaking into several petals in front of me.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

It turns out that I can hear such a small voice.

The sharp pain in my ear dissipated, and the thin voice returned to my ear.But what's the point?Mom and Dad have already left, and I can no longer hear their gentle exhortations.I can only repeatedly recall my mother's soothing and moving tone in endless imagination.

I used to think that I had forgotten, that some things would gradually fade away over time, and sometimes I even wondered, is it really worth doing for those few short years?Like a mad dog, throwing everything away and rushing forward desperately.

But it wasn't until I saw my parents again that I realized that, sure enough, some things will never change.Mother's embrace was a hundred times warmer than in memory, scorching hot, as bright as a flame, and inclusive, like the most beautiful and soft cloud.

The moment I saw them, things that had left me came back again.Those carefree childishness and innocence, the wanton pampering and playfulness, and the self-confidence and taking it for granted that you know you are loved and tolerated are all the treasures given to me by the patriarch and my mother, and they are also the most luxurious things I have ever owned .

Isn't that enough for me to give everything for?

Why are you leaving?

Isn't it good that we are a family? !

Why...you all take it for granted that you make choices that I will never understand?

Probably no one knows how many crazy ideas have turned in my mind.

There are thousands of ways to kill Dou, who can stop me?Even if they all resent me, what does that matter?I just want them to live well, that's all.

So... why do you need to undo the reincarnation of the dirty soil!

Before I knew it, my fingers had been deeply inserted into the hard soil, and my veins were exposed.

After a long time, Itachi's hand rested on my shoulder. This little weight was like the last feather falling on the balance. It was soft, but it sounded like a thunderclap.

"Sasuke..." Itachi's voice was dry and trembling, but he tried his best to restrain himself.Maybe he wanted to say a lot, but in the end, he couldn't say a word, just touched me carefully, as gently as if he was approaching a bubble trembling in the wind.

"Sasuke...I'm sorry." Itachi finally made a painful confession from his throat.

I waved my hand, the meaning of refusal was obvious, Itachi's voice stopped abruptly, even his breathing was still, he was like a criminal waiting for the judge's sentence, just waiting for my action to make him to hell.

"Go to the battlefield first, you are needed there." I tried my best to keep my tone calm.

"Sasuke!" Itachi's hand on my shoulder trembled, and he grabbed me eagerly.

"I have some things to do, really," I said softly, and after a pause, I added, "I'll be with you soon."

As if nothing happened, I didn't say a word about my parents.It seems that the madness and the hidden torrent that were exposed just now were just a dream. Now that we wake up from the dream, what we have to face is only Madara and Obito, and it is only the fourth ninja war that is going on now.

yes, dream...

An illusory, beautiful, unattainable dream.

Even if I tried my best to reach out to grab it, I could only catch a swaying ripple of water.It seems that I was born just a dream, ridiculously like a mirror.

However, we always have to face reality.

Itachi understands what I mean. We have been delayed a lot of time in undoing the reincarnation of the dirty soil. If you think about it with a bezoar, you can imagine that the ninja coalition army, a group of improvised mobs, must be retreating steadily.Even if the filthy army disappears now, Madara can't be easily defeated, they must have left behind.

And on the entire battlefield, only Naruto has a single enemy.It is impossible for him alone to turn the tide of the war.Every second we delay right now risks killing more people.

How does Itachi feel?

He takes maintaining peace in the world as his own responsibility, he doesn't like killing people, and he doesn't want to see people die.And war should be what he hates the most.

But the war he hates the most was started by me.Perhaps without me, Madara and the masked man would have done such a thing sooner or later, but as far as the current situation is concerned, it is precisely because of my sweeping the five major countries that the masked man took the opportunity to declare war.

And the weakness of the five major powers in the war will of course be attributed to my reckless actions.

Human beings are like this, they will never admit their own weakness, but are keen to push the fault on others, just to deceive themselves and others to make themselves feel better.

Itachi hesitated again and again, but left at my insistence.

Itachi's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave, hidden in the darkness.

I covered my face and twisted the corners of my mouth into a smile.

It's so rude.

How can I be so bad?

Once again... let Itachi bear these burdens again.

Why apologize?

Why are you saying sorry to me?

Obviously...you did nothing wrong.

Life and death are insurmountable distances.

No matter how alive the undead summoned by the reincarnation of the dirty soil is, it can't cover up the rotten and dirty smell of the dead.Even though it was really Mom and Dad standing before me, they were still essentially sacrificial corpses.They are just temporarily attached to it.

No matter how similar it looks on the surface, to die is to die.

Don't I know this best?

Is what I see in my eyes really Mom and Dad?

...It was clearly the corpses of two strangers and two erratic dead souls.

It is an unforgivable sacrilege to awaken the sleeping dead.

It's like pulling a fish out of the water, just by your own ridiculous will, regardless of the poor fish struggling helplessly on the ground.If you stay on the ground for too long, the fish will die.

Undead... as well.

After staying in the world of the living for a long time, the soul will be polluted, weak and muddy.

I knew it was impossible to keep my parents.

But in the end, Itachi was the ruthless villain.

...as if this is what he deserves.

It seems that Itachi should be a cold-blooded person, that indifferent and unkind character.

And how much I value feelings, can I vent all my anger on Itachi?

why are you stopping me

Are you going to kill mom and dad again?

See, I can blame Itachi for everything, I'm still innocent, I don't have to bear anything, because everything is involuntary, powerless, everything is Itachi's fault.

But Itachi didn't complain, he was even full of guilt, he... said "sorry" to me.

Despicable enough... myself.

In fact, Itachi should have stopped me.

Whether it's disrupting the five major powers, starting a war, or making a big fuss in Konoha, everything I do will severely challenge Itachi's bottom line.

really weird.

Why didn't he kill me?As long as you kill me, won't all this happen?Obviously when he was a child, he could throw me off the cliff without changing his face, let me stumbling back, and looked at me covered in bruises without even blinking his eyes.But now, when fighting, he firmly protects me behind him.

Is it because of the eyes?Feel owed me?

In fact, it doesn't have to be this way.

I gave him eyes just to get revenge on him.

I formed a seal silently, and the bag lying on the side suddenly twitched, a giant snake separated from him, twisted and deformed continuously, and slowly turned into a person.

The figure is like a puppet made of clay, revealing the outline and details little by little, and finally taking shape.He slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and moved his hands and feet, but he didn't look very surprised.

"Sasuke...it's been a long time." Orochimaru came up behind me and said happily.His voice was still hoarse, and his long hair hung down the side of his thin face.

Perhaps in my subconscious mind he is like this, even the dangling Gouyu earrings are the same as before.

"Do you like your new body?" I asked lightly.In order to shape this new body, I spent a lot of chakra, but it was still within the budget.

Orochimaru looked down at his hand. He slowly stretched his fingers, as if he saw something interesting, and exclaimed in a low voice: "It's so perfect...is this the power of a fairy?" He glanced at it and fell on the ground. Dou, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on the ground, smiled and shook his head, "What did this child do?"

I am noncommittal.

In fact, I originally wanted to awaken Orochimaru through the reincarnation of the dirty soil, but when I saw the pocket, I suddenly changed my mind.There are cells and chakra of Orochimaru in the body, and he himself contains abundant immortal power.With these, I can completely shape a body with the power of a sage for Orochimaru to use.

"What, Sasuke? Why would you think of resurrecting me?" Orochimaru asked.

I stood up and turned to Orochimaru.He still smiled lightly, as if he was in a good mood, and he didn't mind at all that there was a man who killed him standing in front of him.He wasn't on guard either, just as I wasn't at all wary of him.

"You'll help me, won't you?"

I "looked" at Orochimaru, taking it for granted.

For a moment, Orochimaru suppressed the smile on his face, and a strange gleam flashed in his snake-like eyes.He suddenly burst into laughter.

"Yes," he replied, laughing and spreading his arms out, as if overwhelmed by excitement at a good performance. "Interesting...so much fun."

"I'm looking forward to it, Sasuke."

Orochimaru's tongue slowly licked the corner of his mouth, as if smelling the prey snake.