[Hokage] One tit for another

So, when I finally came back to my senses and ran to the entrance of the village panting with my cold bento, the sky had already darkened, the night fell low, and there were scattered lights all around.

There is no warm scene of the younger brother waiting for the return of the older brother at all. Only Itachi stands there alone, looking around anxiously.

"Brother, yes, I'm sorry." I ran to Itachi and gasped for breath while supporting my knees.

Itachi caught me and patted my back to comfort me. He was not as angry as I thought, and his tone was still gentle, but worried: "Sasuke, what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little delay on the way." I replied.How could it be possible for him to know that I secretly watched other people's cultivation and saw that I was in a daze? That would be too shameful!

"Brother, the bento is cold." I looked at Itachi pitifully, and changed the subject by the way, no longer obsessed with the reason for being late.

"It's okay." Itachi took the bento in my hand and smiled at me.

Itachi led me to sit down on a chair by the street, opened the lid of the bento, and ate the onigiri inside one by one.

The taste of cold rice balls is really bad. I watched Itachi eating seriously, but I didn't know how to stop it.

Especially when I deliberately put natto in the bento, I just wanted Itachi to get rid of these disgusting things quickly.But now because it is so cold, the sticky natto has solidified into one piece, exuding a cold and sticky smell.Itachi had to pound it with chopsticks, picked up a few pieces and ate them like rice balls.

I felt nauseous looking at it, thinking that I might just grab his chopsticks and forget about it.

Maybe it's because of working on missions for many days in a row, Itachi's eyes are dark and his face is a little tired.In the end, I caused him to wait so long, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

It would be fine if he got angry, but being so calm and gentle made me feel even more guilty.

Itachi concentrated on eating all the rice balls, then turned his head to see my expression, a little surprised.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

Itachi looked at me for a while, raised his hand and rubbed my hair: "No need to say sorry, Sasuke." He couldn't help showing a smile, "I'm very happy that you can come to pick me up."

Seeing Itachi's smile, I hesitated for a moment, and said the lines I had prepared: "Welcome back, brother."

Itachi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled even wider. He was obviously very happy, and he forgot to cover the lid of the bento, so he hugged me, and after a while, he whispered in my ear: "I'm back, Sasuke .” The voice was a little hoarse.

Itachi's embrace was very warm, and I felt a little uncomfortable. I always felt that I had done something extraordinary just now, so I couldn't help moving my body.

Itachi also seemed to realize that he was too excited, he let me go, smiled lightly, and lowered his head to pack the bento again.Then, regardless of my protests, he carried me on his back.

"Brother, I can go by myself." I said lying on his back.

"Sasuke doesn't like my brother carrying you?" Itachi turned to me and asked.

"I don't like it!" I replied firmly.I am older than you, do you know that!

"Hmm..." Itachi turned his head back, looked at the front, and smiled softly, "But I like it."

This kind of answer...

I lowered my head weakly, and muttered, "Hey, let me tell you, is there something wrong with you?"

"It's normal for an elder brother to carry a younger brother. It is the elder brother's responsibility in his life to carry everything about the younger brother." Itachi said lightly, with seriousness in his tone that cannot be ignored.

Sure enough, something was wrong.

Brother, you have completely raised an ordinary topic to a level related to the philosophy of life, hey!Are you really the emperor of literature and art with a glass heart?If you are not careful, the burning soul of literature and art will awaken.

I just can't complain, why is itachi's literary quality and ideological awareness so high as a human being!

After being silent for a while, I remembered the scene I saw in the afternoon: "That, brother..."

"What's wrong, Sasuke?" Itachi asked.

"I want to learn gymnastics." I said.It's so embarrassing... I was the one who didn't want to learn this or that before, but now I changed my mind.

Itachi was stunned, and then showed extraordinary joy and support: "Okay. I have a one-month vacation. What does Sasuke want to learn first? Shuriken?"

"Tai Dao, my brother's sword skills are also very powerful."

You don't need to have too many skills, and you must use hard work and practice to cultivate things.I can see through the flaws in things, and all I need in battle is a knife that can cut through everything.

"Tai Dao? It's also a very good idea." Itachi nodded in agreement.

"Thank you brother." I hugged Itachi's neck.Itachi is indeed a good teacher and a good nanny, and he can handle anything that needs to be solved by Itachi!

"...Did Sasuke encounter something?" Itachi asked hesitantly.

"No, I just suddenly wanted to learn. I changed my mind, and now I want to be a great person... like my brother."

"Ah, you don't need to be like me, Sasuke can definitely become someone stronger than me."

The night wind blew quietly, and Itachi's voice permeated into the wind bit by bit: "So Sasuke...you have to work hard."

I don't like the tone of Itachi's voice when he speaks, he is my brother, not an old old father.Is the shallow sadness and emotion in the words an illusion?Could it be that Itachi's life ideal is to lie on the old man's chair and watch me grow up to be better than him?

As an elder brother, shouldn't he be stronger than his younger brother?

I really want to remind Itachi of the fact that he is my peer, not my elder.However, if I say it, he probably won't listen.After thinking hard for a long time, I finally thought of a suitable saying when I saw the door of the house.

"Brother, let's work hard together." I hugged Itachi's neck and said.

Itachi's footsteps froze for a moment, I couldn't see his expression, I just felt that there was something strange about it.Just as I was trying to remember if I said something wrong, Itachi suddenly smiled.

Low laughter echoed under the night sky, as quiet as the wind blowing through.Itachi's voice has always been very gentle, I don't know if it's because he is extra gentle when he laughs this time, or if such a quiet night gave me an illusion.

Itachi stopped and turned to look at me with a warm smile in his black eyes.

Itachi and I were so close that I could even see my own tiny reflection in those eyes.Unlike someone who looked extraordinarily handsome with a slight smile, I saw my dull, stupid face in his beautiful eyes.

This reflects my mood very well.Obviously I said something very passionate, right?Shouldn't he have expressed his resolve?But what is he laughing at?It was as if someone had told a secret joke, and he smiled knowingly.The question is who did he understand with the bastard!What did I miss? !I had to decide for the hundred and first time that Itachi and my brain circuits were not on the same line.

"Okay, then it's an agreement." Itachi said with a light smile, "Let's work hard together."

Ok.

I naturally wanted to answer that, but my throat suddenly choked.

Because I suddenly remembered the future that I haven't thought about for a long time, what is it?Oh, by the way, the curse of the Uchiha clan, with scarlet evil eyes.

Genocide, death, betrayal, hatred.

We have no future, only endless vengeance.

What are you trying to do together?Trying to kill each other?

The comfortable atmosphere came to an abrupt end, as if a pair of scissors cut it short.

However, looking at the warm and gentle smile in Itachi's eyes, I couldn't express the suffocation and fear in my heart.

——Maybe this night is so beautiful, even if it is just an illusion, I want to do my best to maintain it.Don't spoil the night, don't disappoint Itachi who is full of hope at this time.Even in the future, a little meager memory can cheer us up.

I could only nod with difficulty, trying not to let the sourness in my heart come out of my eyes, and forcefully squeezed out a word: "En."

Itachi turned his head contentedly, then walked briskly towards the house with his back on my back.

I lay on Itachi's back, regretting my mistake.

Who the hell brought up this topic just now?Why am I the one who started worrying about these things instead?Itachi, do you look in a good mood?But what if I'm not too happy?How about...tell me about the unhappy things in your heart to make me happy?