[Naruto] Warrior of Love Uchiha

Ghost Lantern Water Moon asked me to stay and wait for him to come back.

My body and consciousness seemed to be divided into two completely unrelated parts. My body scratched my heart and wanted to run out together to see how Sasuke was doing.However, my consciousness calmly told me that my safety at the moment means that nothing happened to Sasuke.I should let go and let Sasuke fly by himself.

I paced back and forth in the empty room like a trapped animal, anxiety and rationality alternately dominating my thoughts.

In the most anxious time, I had already picked up the Kusanagi sword and was about to run out, but when I ran to the door and saw two wet cloaks hanging on the hanger by the wall, I calmed down strangely.

I sat down at the door with the knife in my hand, trying to do something to ease my emotions.However, I couldn't do anything, I could only stroke the black Kusanagi sword in my hand over and over again.

The midday sun was gradually sinking, and dusk lengthened the shadows in the room.In the end even the dusk was replaced by night, there were no stars tonight, only a full moon in the night sky, through the colorless glass on the window, there was a lot of frost.

Ghost Lantern Suigetsu didn't come back, neither did Sasuke.

The outer sheath of the straight blade ninja knife was stained with temperature by the fingertips. I squeezed my fingers together and loosened them, and there were a few red marks on the palm of my hand by the sharp-edged sheath.

Many questions suddenly appeared in my heart.

Why didn't Sasuke come back?Does he...don't want me to be with him?

Has he already gone to Brother Itachi?

... Brother Itachi, has he died on Assistant Assistant?

These questions of mine ended when the clouds in the night sky cleared and the full moon shone light back into the room.The dark dead corners in the room were dispelled with the movement of the light bit by bit, and the moonlight illuminated a large area of ​​the floor in front of the window.I saw a strange-shaped protrusion slowly emerging from the center of the floor. I overreacted and pulled out the knife, got up and backed up several steps until I retreated to the corner of the room where there was no way to retreat.

There was a burst of heat in my eyes, and I opened Sharingan defensively.Through the moonlight, I finally saw clearly what the protrusion in the center of the floor was.

Those are two huge, jagged, closed leaves.

The two leaves rose up like a growing plant, and in the blink of an eye, there was a man's figure in the room.I was even more on my guard, this was a man I half knew.

Yes, this is a man I only half know.

The green-haired man in the fire cloud black robe has black and white skin that is equally divided into two halves. The colors of the two halves are too distinct. Apart from having a human form, he is not human at all, but I only know half of it.

I know the white half.

The white one, if I remember correctly, his name is Jue.In another world, the leader of the Akatsuki organization is a talent dug out from the valleys of which country. He specializes in investigation and intelligence. His unique ninjutsu allows him to almost block all his own breath during investigation.

...but knowing who this half is isn't going to help the situation in the slightest.

Regardless of the fact that I have nothing to do with you in this world, the world's notorious renegade organization is obviously not a good thing.

Before I could go over the idea of ​​whether I came to Sasuke or me, Jue, who was at a stalemate with me, said first: "What a vigilant brat."

It was as if the black and white bodies on both sides were talking to each other, before I said anything, he continued the previous sentence talking to himself.

"Don't say that, this line is like a big villain."

"We're supposed to be villains."

"That's right—but we don't mean anything malicious."

One person played two roles and chatted with himself, and the vague voices that came to my ears could indeed tell that the conversation between "them" was two completely different voices.Judging by how quickly the lips parted and closed, the white side had a more flirtatious tone, and as far as I could tell there was no difference.The black side is calmer. Combined with the noise I can barely hear, I can basically conclude that the black side is a gloomy and low-key guy.

I watched coldly, and the two people who had become one suddenly turned their heads to look at me.

The white half waved to me: "Come here, Sasuke-kun. It was A Fei who asked us to come."

The fluttering voice changed its tone again in an instant: "Idiot, how could he know who A Fei is, just tell him that Madara asked us to come, wouldn't it be fine?"

I don't know the real ancestor Uchiha Madara. The only intersection between us is that I went to the Valley of the End to admire his statue.The "Madara" mentioned in these two half-and-half utterances probably refers to the addition of "A Fei" as a pseudonym to Uncle Obito at some point.

"Uchiha——" I stared at Jue on the opposite side, looking at the different expressions on that black and white face, deliberately prolonging my tone: "Madara, what does he want from me."

"Uchiha-Madara is fine."

There was a very subtle expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.Heijue didn't speak, Baijue imitated my protracted voice and cut off the name Uchiha Madara, I think he might know something.

"He probably suddenly discovered that he still has a conscience, and wants you to meet Itachi one last time."

I froze.

Bai Jue said without knowing it: "But it's really great, I knew I could see you alone at a time like this."

"You know where Sasuke... the other Sasuke, where did you go?"

My eyes refused to miss for a second and stared at the half of Jue's dark and half happy face, and Bai Jue laughed happily: "He, he, he killed Didala, and he was also hurt." I was injured. I probably didn’t want you to worry, so I left here and found another place to live.”

Hei Jue added what Bai Jue didn't finish.As soon as Bai Jue's words fell, Hei Jue said again: "I'm afraid that kid didn't intend to let you participate in killing Itachi at all."

"Eh—how could it be, they are both Itachi's younger brothers."

"Madara already guessed that the other Sasuke was going to act alone, so we asked us to take him to meet Itachi."

"That bastard is really smart."

The two and a half ones made me upset like a crosstalk. I couldn't help but squeezed the handle of the knife, and my lowered eyes suddenly lifted up. The two eyes with different skin colors but the same dark gold stared straight at the knife. To me: "So, will you come with us, Sasuke-kun."

The voices of the two were mixed together, and when I heard it, it was a monotonous hum that was neither frivolous nor low-pitched.

I rubbed my ears, put the Kusanagi sword horizontally behind my belt, and said calmly, "Then let's go."

The strength of Jue Zaixiao's organization may not be very good, but the ability to hide and detect is really strong.Not to mention it's just within the Fire Country, even if I'm in Konoha Village, I don't have to worry about meeting people I shouldn't meet when he leads the way.

I didn't ask him where he was going, and he never told me.Just walking, I found that the roads around here seemed a bit familiar.

I looked around at the luxuriant branches and leaves growing out of the remnant wall, and stopped in my tracks: "Is the weasel here?"

"He's in there."

Jue also stopped a few steps away from me. He raised his hand and gestured twice towards the buildings deep in the ruins: "He is right here, waiting to settle all the grievances with the Uchiha clan."

"Really. This is really a good place to choose."

I snorted mockingly.

Absolutely didn't care too much, seeing that I knew this place, he stopped walking ahead to lead me the way.Jue turned sideways to make way for a small path, and he said with a faint mocking smile: "Then, I will stop here. Itachi doesn't like letting outsiders interfere in his affairs, so please go see him yourself Bar."

I turn around and leave.

Jue has been left far behind by me, and the wild and long vegetation concealed his figure.I looked back and made sure I couldn't see him anymore, so I took a deep breath and set foot on the path that was almost covered by weeds again.

The deeper you go, the more complete the building becomes.The fading Uchiha clan emblem is painted on the outer wall of the house that was abandoned decades ago. There are scorched black and broken holes on the wall that have been burned by fire. These are the traces left by me.

What a place.

Those who want to break all the grievances of the Uchiha clan are waiting in the Uchiha clan's former stronghold.

Stepping on the incomplete stone road on the ground, I walked deep into the stronghold.

A shady chill oozes from the abandoned old house. As I walk forward, there are crows fluttering across the roof in front of me.A flock of crows huddled and landed on the beam, and my figure was reflected in the bright red eyes.The crows tilted their heads and stared at me for a while, then flew into the air as if they were showing me the way.The pitch-black crow feathers fell to my feet, extending into the depths of the building, forming a line.

I followed the crow to the center of the room, and the man was sitting on the stone chair with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

I looked at his handsome and calm face, and my state of mind inevitably became a little complicated for a while.Before I could speak, Brother Itachi opened his eyes: "You're here."

Brother Itachi's Sharingan is as cold and soft as the morning mist, and three jade jades are embedded in his eyes. The crimson color is too bright compared to him, as if blood and tears will overflow in the next moment Come that ominous.

He didn't seem surprised that I would appear in such a place at such a time, even seeing my subtle expression of speechlessness, Brother Itachi just smiled lightly as if he was amused.

"You will leave Konoha and appear here, which proves that you have done everything you can do."

"...Yes. After the third generation died of illness, I killed all the insiders of the high-level Konoha." I licked the corners of my dry lips, perhaps because the water had lost too much after the long journey, and my throat was hoarse and painful: " I don't know anything about the Uchiha clan, and when Sasuke returns, his identity will be the... hero who killed the traitorous ninja Uchiha Itachi."

"so good--"

Brother Weasel sighed contentedly.

"It's all coming to an end."

He stepped down from the high stone seat and came to me.Cold fingers rest on the top of my hair and caress gently.

"You've worked hard all these years. Thank you, and... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

I saw that brother Itachi's face was becoming more and more vivid, he was like a god who had stepped down from the altar, and finally became popular in the mortal world.

Only then did I realize that Uchiha Itachi is no longer an older brother who I need to look up to.He is very thin, and not much taller than me, but he often wears that bloody robe with a straight face, which makes people feel 'ah, Uchiha Itachi is really a vicious rebel'.But now that he took off that filter to see him, he was just a young man who could be called a young man.

I just feel that there is a secret and soft corner in my heart, where thousands of knives have been personally inserted by my brother who should be the closest and most trustworthy.The sharp blade twisted in his heart, smashing his internal organs, and even swallowing his breath was burning with pain.

I held Brother Itachi's fingers, staring at his pale fingertips, thinking in vain.

If only I could try harder.

If only I could work harder.

Is it, isn't it... my brother won't die...

The author has something to say: Update, a chapter written on Mrs. Erya's home computer where the keyboard position is completely unfamiliar.

Thanks to the big babies for throwing Bawang tickets!I love you guys, I don’t feel comfortable with the computer keyboard today, so I won’t say much, okay?