[Naruto] Warrior of Love Uchiha

Working as the long-term guard of the previous generation of Hokage brought me back to the leisurely daily life with nothing to do.

Naruto followed Kakashi who was discharged from the hospital. I don't know which corner of Konoha he went to practice. Tenzo did not return to Anbu, and he continued to be his "Captain Yamato" in Kakashiban. Was Shikamaru reborn? One of the Chunin in the formation is still in the running-in period, and there is no time to come to me.

Even Danzo, probably because of the fact that the third generation's life is not long, even he has calmed down a lot.Not to mention that he sent me to Genbu to report openly and aboveboard, and he didn't even recall Saii's mission failure this time.

When Konoha received the news that the Akatsuki organization appeared in the Fire Kingdom and that the Fire Temple was attacked, it was almost time for Brother Itachi to come to me.Tsunade handed over the task of going out to search for traces of Akatsuki's organization to the newly formed ninja team, but no Anbu members participated in this kind of thing.

And since the day I returned to Konoha, I haven't left the hospital very often. Even if I go home for a change of clothes temporarily, I have to find the three trustworthy subordinates, Anbu, to temporarily take over.

The situation of the third generation of goals is good and bad, and generally speaking, the coma time is longer than the awake time.

In the very few waking hours, Mr. Sarutobi seemed to take the fact that he didn't have much time left very lightly.He didn't care whether his injury could be healed or not, he just looked at me with loving and apologetic eyes, and he didn't know whether he felt ashamed of me because of Anbe or because of Uchiha.

Occasionally, the third generation would ask me to tell him what happened in my world, and he listened very carefully to the trivial daily life I described.

When I said that Tsunade did not become Hokage, but took over Konoha Hospital, and finally married his beloved as he wished.The witness of the wedding is the old man of the third generation himself, when Jiraiya and Orochimaru went to drink the wedding wine.The third generation smiled with relief, as if his beloved disciple really got happiness under his witness.

"Later, after Tsunade-sama got married, Jiraiya-sama also stayed in the village for a few months after a long absence. During those few months, that sama created a sequel to the novel."

The third generation closed his eyes and listened to me quietly. I saw that he was starting to lose consciousness again, so I slowed down my voice: "Master Jiraiya used Sannin as the prototype to write several supporting roles in the sequel novel. At first, we all thought that he was trying to satisfy our crush on Tsunade for so many years but failed, but the result... the two supporting characters in the book are actually Jiraiya-sama and Master together."

In my low voice of narration, Sandaime seemed to have fallen asleep.

Suddenly there was a "tuk-tuk" knocking sound outside the window, and I looked up, only to see a crow with black wings and red eyes beating the glass with its sharp beak.

I glanced at Sandaime who fell into a coma again, and after making sure that my actions would not wake him up, I turned around and left the ward.

There are many members of the Anbu team guarding the door. I guessed in my heart who is on duty in the seventh squad of Anbu under me, and then I turned my head and called: "Baxun, are you there?"

The young man who didn't even wear a mask walked over in a clumsy manner.

"Yes! Do you have any orders?"

With a complicated state of mind, I took off my mask and put it on his head: "I'm going home, I may have to sleep for a while. I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."

"Leave it to me." Baxun pressed the mask on his head aside, he stood up and smiled cheerfully at me: "Captain, you are under too much pressure at such a young age. After so many days You haven't rested much, even if you take a day off today and go back to sleep for a day, I don't think you are too much."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll be back at night. Remember to return the mask to me at night."

I asked Baxun again before I left the hospital.

Looking at Sandaime's ward from the outside, the crow that fell outside the window had disappeared.

I narrowed my eyes and hurried back home, and as expected, there were signs of movement on the doors and windows.

I didn't even intend to leave the door, so I jumped straight through the window.The person standing in the room happened to look back and meet my gaze.

"You're back, Sasuke."

Brother Weasel nodded slightly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

I didn't say anything, just jumped down from the window sill in silence, pulled out the Kusanagi sword behind my back and swung it towards Brother Itachi's neck.He didn't hide, but lowered his eyes, calmly looking at the blade that was close at hand.

The slash in the middle was stopped abruptly by me, the blade was only a hair away from his skin, and I felt that as long as I shook my wrist, I would accidentally cut off his neck.

Brother Itachi stared at me with calm and soft red eyes without blinking.A smile flashed across his eyebrows, and then disappeared in an instant: "It seems that you have already made a decision."

"I... I really thought just now that instead of letting Sasuke bear the crime of killing his brother, it would be better for me to do it for him. It's revenge anyway, and the result is not bad."

I sighed, and put away the Kusanagi sword lying on Brother Itachi's neck.

The black Kusanagi sword originally belonged to Sasuke's weapon, and the figure of Itachi was reflected like a mirror on the shiny sword.I lowered my head and stared at the sword, and I could probably see the relief in Brother Itachi's eyes.

Looking at Brother Weasel's shadow, I feel a little sad.

I really can't understand why it has developed into the current situation that cannot be easily ended. Similarly, I can't understand myself who can still make choices in the face of this situation.

My brother is dying, and the murderer is myself.

Sad at the same time, I am rational.

I accepted my brother's approach, sometimes the truth is the most unnecessary thing.There is no need for Sasuke to bear Uchiha's sins that will be buried in the grave. After he takes revenge, I hope he can put aside his hatred and live seriously.

In a trance, I was thinking.

Can I still go back?

Am I going to pay him my life?

The vague and unrealistic thoughts in my head were interrupted by Brother Itachi's hand on the top of my hair.

"Brother, I..." I opened my mouth and called out in a daze, looked up to see Brother Itachi's Sharingan, and suddenly realized that Uchiha Itachi in front of me was not my real brother.Halfway through the conversation, I pretended to be nonchalant and changed my words: "Konoha, does anyone know about you...know about the Uchiha clan?"

"Only the third generation, the two advisors, and Danzo Shimura."

Brother Itachi stroked my hair with a gentle expression.

It looked no different from the way my brother touched my head and praised me every afternoon when I came back from the task.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke. I got you involved in this kind of thing." His hand left the top of my hair, and he poked lightly on my forehead with his fingers: "...In the future, it's okay even if you hate me. That child I'm counting on you."

After a long silence, I raised my head and smiled at Brother Itachi.

"give it to me."

My brother is dying.

But I chose to watch my brother sacrifice himself.

After Brother Weasel left, I sat on the ground with my back against the wall a little tired.In the distance leaden gray clouds weighed heavily on the sky. Maybe my shoulders really had some dark wounds. In this rainy weather, I couldn't tell where it was. In short, everything from my torso to my fingertips It's like a needle prick.

Heavy rain is coming.

Before the thunder sounded, I stumbled to my feet with the Kusanagi sword.

The first drop of rain finally fell from the sky, and then the fine rain curtain connected the sky and the earth together.

Anbu's close-fitting uniform soaked up the water, and it was wet and cold sticking to his body.The water droplets condensed and dripped down the bottom of the trousers, and I also dragged out a long water mark in the corridor of the hospital.

The sound of walking disturbed Anbu in the ward, and Baxun, who was wearing a cat face mask crookedly, opened the door a few steps and ran over.

"Captain, why are you back? Didn't you go home and sleep?"

"Can't sleep."

Baxun pinched the end of my hair, and stroked out a handful of water from the waist-length braid: "It's raining so hard outside, so be careful of catching a cold... Ah, Captain, you look so ugly, don't you?" Already have a cold?"

He let go and reached for my forehead.

I slapped Yahiro's wrist away, and took off the mask I gave him before, and put it on my face.

The field of vision became narrow, and the white cold light in the hospital corridor was mostly blocked by the mask.Baxun rubbed his fingers wet with my hair on his clothes, and he muttered, "Take care of yourself, you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and you seem to be under more pressure than my grandfather at such a young age."

What can I do, if possible, I don't want to suffer and hate every day.

I gave Baxun a blank look: "If you can be more reliable, I won't be so tired every day."

"Oh, it's not bad if I get promoted to Jōnin in the future."

Baxun smiled and said: "My old man said that I don't have the talent to be a ninja, but my younger brother is very talented. Maybe he can be a Hokage in the future."

"Yes, yes... as long as you are happy."

I weakly responded twice, then pushed open the door of the ward to take over from Baxun, and continued my previous work.

The ward was very quiet, and the ventilator and ECG monitor continued to emit mechanical sounds.

Obviously I came back to change shifts, Yahiro did not leave, he followed me into the ward persistently, stood not far from the third generation's bed, and whispered to me in a low voice, intending to invite me and Nanami Kunou to go out together play plan.

I listened one after another.

Instead of stopping, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.The sound of the water was as loud as if there were rivers rushing over the clouds, and all the river water poured down from the clouds.

After talking about the plan to hang out together, Yahiro started to talk to me about what happened with his younger brother Yuya when Kunou went to his house to play last time.

I closed my eyes and rested my mind, Baxun's nagging and endless topics and the heavy rain outside the window made me feel rare drowsiness.

It's just that before this sleepiness could develop, it was disturbed by the thunder that tore through the sky and disappeared without a trace.

I opened my eyes.

Along with the thunder came a series of subtle but hasty footsteps in the corridor, and the sound of running footsteps approached. Even a dull guy like Baxun stopped talking in doubt, and turned his head to look at the door.

I stood up, and the next second, the door of the ward was pulled open from the outside.

"Is Sasuke Uchiha here?"

The person who barged in seemed to be that special Jonin called Paradigm. He was also drenched in the rain like me, and his brown hair was drooping wet.

For some reason, he seemed to be in a hurry, and the large scars on his face were twisted ferociously.

"I'm here, what happened?"

"It's true that something happened." He looked at Yahiro next to me in the same way, and he calmed down a little: "Go out and talk, Master Tsunade asked me to pass on your order."

I follow him out.

The door of the ward was closed again, blocking Baxun's sight inside the door, and he said in a similar voice: "Before, the new teams were ordered to search for the movements of the Akatsuki organization in the land of fire, and Master Hokage ordered us to take the Akatsuki organization out of sight. Members of the Fire Nation were slaughtered."

His voice paused for a moment.

"...But the mission failed, and Jonin Sarutobi Asma was killed. The Fifth Generation was worried that those people would make a comeback and target Uzumaki Naruto. Now your task is changed to protect the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki before the members of the Akatsuki organization are executed."

I opened my mouth in vain. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say anything in the end.

"That's it." I said in a dull voice, "I see."

The second thunder that almost shook the world suddenly exploded.

Yaxun's panicked screams came from the ward through the door.

"Captain! Captain Captain——! Not good!"

Shocked by the thunder, my five senses returned to their original positions, and I shook my numb fingertips, and heard a long monotonous and sharp "di—" sound from the ECG monitor.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

I took off the mask and wiped my face with wet gloves: "I'll go and tell Tsunade-sama."

The clouds were as thick as ink, and the rain was pouring.

Life seems to be a story that is played out randomly and ends in a mess. Those people are dead, dying, and dying.I stood in the rain blankly, unable to tell which side was reality for a while.

"...The sky has changed."

The author has something to say: update.The day after tomorrow resumes the daily update.

And you guessed that Chala was going to kill Itachi for Sasuke, you guessed wrong.

Thanks to the little angels for throwing overlord tickets!Give you a little heart of love, and continue to love me in the future.