[Hokage] One tit for another

Itachi is a genius, or rather, a genius.

He showed an amazing talent at a very young age, whether it's chakra extraction or control, he can easily master it after watching it once, and draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

As the eldest son of the Uchiha patriarch, and with extraordinary talents, Uchiha Itachi's name quickly spread throughout the village.

But Itachi has never been happy about it, he doesn't think there is anything that can be discussed repeatedly by others, just like he also doesn't understand why others can't learn such a simple ninjutsu.

Itachi has been fighting for as long as he can remember.

There are ninjas in the village who go to the front line constantly, and news of death keeps coming back. Countless people are crying, there are always funerals, and there are always people wearing black mourning clothes and crying bitterly on the street.The low and suppressed sobbing sound spread all the way to the sky above the village, and everyone seemed to have lost the ability to smile.

There won't even be a funeral, a living person leaves, and a piece of paper with the death message is sent back, perhaps with a few simple relics. ——This is all that a person remains in this world.

The atmosphere in the village is very depressing, pedestrians on the street come and go in a hurry, the bloody air seems to have condensed, and the sky is covered with scarlet condensed clouds.

Life is so fragile, just like a candle flickering in the strong wind, light and weightless, just struggling needlessly when alive, leaving no trace after death, just quietly dying out like this.

If people are mortal after all, why should they live?

Why, while they are suffering for the loss of life, they are constantly killing other life.

The little ferret sometimes thinks about these things.

Because his parents were also on the battlefield, leading the way.

Itachi has seen many people who are about to go to the battlefield, some are afraid, cowering, sad, but also firm, calm, and even excited.

Anyway, his parents were calm, as if they saw fighting as a normal part of life.

Itachi knew that the Uchiha clan stood behind their family, so they couldn't back down, and they had to charge forward at any time to open the way for the clan.For them, war is glory, life, and responsibility.

Itachi is also confused occasionally, why everyone has completely different reactions to the same thing.

For example, Itachi sometimes sees children crying because their parents leave for a while, and Itachi can't understand why children cry so easily...even if he is a child.

Itachi has long been used to the feeling of being alone at home.

Father has extremely strict requirements on Itachi, especially after knowing Itachi can extract chakra smoothly at the age of two, and occasionally returning from the battlefield with a chilling air, he assigns Itachi a lot of harsh training tasks .

Itachi could only finish in silence, because being left alone in that empty mansion, he had nothing else to do.Also because of the faint expectation in his heart, he hoped to see the appreciation in his father's eyes, and also hoped that his father would stay a little longer because he checked his homework.

When other children were still playing foolishly in a pile, Itachi had already possessed the basic qualities of a ninja. He strictly demanded himself and spent every day in a strict manner.

Itachi has never been very good at playing and getting along with others.

He was always alone, doing his own thing, and watching quietly, observing the world with his still immature eyes.

Uchiha's old house is very empty, and Itachi is used to this kind of quiet, because he has never felt the hustle and bustle.

Sometimes, Itachi raised his head from the complicated and obscure ninjutsu scroll, and the sunlight had shifted from behind him to the base of the wall in front of him. The wall was snow-white, and the sunlight fell on it, depicting a hazy halo.Itachi would even think that this quietness would continue forever, and that his parents were just an illusion in his mind.

Perhaps one day, he will also receive a flimsy piece of paper, and the few lines on it describe the disappearance of a life.

Will he be very sad?

Will you cry?

Just like those people he had seen before, they fell to their knees and wept bitterly, unable to control themselves.

Itachi touched his heart, imagining that way, he seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, but his heartbeat was very steady.

Maybe he still can't understand the meaning of "death".

At that time, Itachi even felt that even he might die silently one day, just as easily as the wind blowing out a candle.

Itachi has a lot of confusion in his heart, and he also has a lot of things he doesn't understand, but no one seems to care about it, as if everyone agrees that he is excellent, outstanding, and impeccable.

Itachi also had a lot to say, but he couldn't find anyone to say it to.Even if there really was a person who appeared in front of him and was willing to listen to him quietly, he might not be able to say it, even if he said it, he might not be able to speak clearly, and that person might not be able to understand it.

But Itachi's character seems to be introverted and resigned by nature. He will not protest loudly, nor will he try hard to fight for it. He has always been very good, just thinking quietly.

Until one day, everything suddenly changed.

The war is coming to an end, the situation is developing for the better, and the atmosphere in the village has gradually improved, and it is no longer as deadly depressed and painful as before.

People gradually wiped away their tears and smiled.

The shops that had been closed have also reopened, and the fragrance of food echoed in the street, as if there was a hint of sweetness.

The quiet village became lively.

Both father and mother returned home, and the mother was pregnant.

Although my father still occasionally goes out to do tasks, he comes home more and more often, with an unconcealable smile every time.The mother stayed at home to rest, and a new life was conceived in her belly, so the whole family was cautious, but extremely happy.

Although Itachi still practiced rigidly every day, it seemed that something had changed.

My mother likes to hug Itachi and tell some imaginative stories, some are fairy tales, some are legends that my mother heard when she was a ninja, and some are what my mother has seen and heard.

Itachi likes to listen to his mother telling stories, and every time his mother will prepare sweet three-color meatballs for him to eat.

Itachi has always liked sweets, but in the past, he never ate more just because of which flavor he liked.But since his father and mother always bought him three-color balls, Itachi has also learned to "request" and "expect".

When passing by the meatball shop, the little Itachi can't help but glance over, and then his mother will smile and touch his head, and take him to buy his favorite three-color meatballs.

Father has more time to teach Itachi ninjutsu, and Itachi can learn it after watching it once. Obviously everything is the same as before, but Itachi has more expectations in his heart.Will his father buy him meatballs, or allow him to eat natto for dinner?

All these changes were due to his younger brother.

Itachi clearly knew that the end of the war had nothing to do with this young life, but he still firmly believed in his heart, believing that his brother brought all the good things.

"Does Itachi want a younger brother or a younger sister?" The mother's voice was very soft, and she gently held Itachi in her arms, which was so warm and mesmerizing.

Itachi put his head on his mother's protruding belly, he didn't know that he was actually smiling silly.

"I think it's my brother." He said ignorantly.

"Whether it's a younger brother or a younger sister, after he comes out, we can play, train and do many things together with Itachi. But as an older brother, you have to take good care of him." Mother said with a smile.

Itachi's eyes widened, he was unbelievably close to his mother's arms, and he seemed to be able to hear his younger brother's voice through a layer of belly.

"Play together, train together, do a lot of things together."

So the younger brother exists like this?

From then on, he has a younger brother, and his younger brother can accompany him and be with him.He doesn't have to stay at home alone anymore, and he doesn't have to practice silently by himself anymore. No matter whether he falls from a tree or hits the bull's-eye with his shuriken, no one will see him.

A few months later, Itachi saw his young brother, lying in the crib, with a wrinkled face, as if he had been greatly wronged.Those eyes, though half-closed, were pure and bright black.

Itachi reached out to touch his brother, but accidentally turned his face red.

It turns out that my younger brother is such a fragile and delicate existence that needs to be taken care of carefully.

"Brother...what are you doing?" Itachi looked at this young and delicate life helplessly.

"Ah, he is looking at you, he likes Itachi very much." Mother said with a smile.

Really?My brother likes me too.

"I, I like my brother too." Itachi whispered.

Those clear eyes were looking at him, so clear that it was unbelievable.For a moment, Itachi felt that he had spread everything in front of these eyes, and all the confusion, incomprehension and loss in his heart disappeared in these eyes.

Trembling, Itachi picked up his little brother who was limp into a ball.

Soft, delicate and warm, like a flower blooming in the sun, brilliant and dazzling.This small weight weighed heavily on Itachi's heart, as if Itachi had been flying lightly before, aimlessly and at a loss, but at this moment, he suddenly landed on the solid ground .

Because of this small lump, his life has gained weight since then.

What is life for?

If death is so easy, why live?

No, I don't want my brother to die.

Maybe there are countless dying candles flickering in the world, but only this one in front of him is special. As long as these clear eyes are still open, Itachi feels that everything he does has meaning.

Itachi got closer and saw his own shadow reflected in his younger brother's eyes. It felt like the whole world was embracing him.

This is Sasuke, his younger brother.

"The Tsundere Observation Record Book" (also known as "The Daily Life of the Crazy Brother") by Weasel

Saturday, March 7th sunny

Today I finally met my brother, his name is Sasuke.Very small, soft, soft-spoken, a bit like a little monkey.The face is wrinkled together, and there is a lot of wet fluff.

I didn't expect my younger brother to be so ugly...but he's kinda cute!His eyes are so beautiful!It's a pity that he only looked at me and moved away.My brother's little hands are so soft, my mother said he only touched me, he must like me!

I like Sasuke too!

I will always love Sasuke.

Sasuke, you need to grow up quickly, when the time comes, we will eat together, sleep together, study together, and practice together.You can also do missions together.I heard that a ninja needs a trustworthy companion when performing tasks, so I want Sasuke to be my companion.

Oh, right.I heard that the eldest son of the family will drive the second son out of the house when he grows up, but our family is so big, I hope Sasuke can live with me all the time.