[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Uchiha Madara stood in the clean and unpopular room, a faint red appeared in the black eyes, and the three hook jades were also quietly exposed.

He waited anxiously all night, and today he resisted the impulse all day, and stayed in the study to deal with miscellaneous things—even though he didn't look into anything.

Waiting for a day with such a flustered and sweet mood, I thought I would wait for Fei Shi's answer in the evening, but I didn't expect that after opening the door, what I was waiting for was an empty room, and a simple sheet telling him that he had already A note to move to the village.

It's just that the general told him to leave this note, and he refused to even see him, so he just moved away without the slightest nostalgia, so ruthless to the point of despair.

Uchiha Madara tightly held the note into the palm of his hand, and turned it into powder in an instant with so much force, so hard that his fingernails left a half-moon-shaped bloodstain on the palm of his hand.

—He left you behind.

There seemed to be a sinister laughter coming from somewhere in my heart, and the hoarse voice said words that hit the spot nerve.

——He doesn't care about you at all, he says he will always be with you, but in fact he abandons you in the blink of an eye.

There seemed to be strange sounds coming from all around, like the sound of the wind, and like the cry of a baby, like weeping, and like mocking.

Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes had turned red, and the three-wheeled jade spun rapidly in it, transforming into a coquettish eternal kaleidoscope pattern. The breath on his body was oppressive and dangerous, and his anger was accumulating in his chest like a volcano.

But at the moment when he was on the verge of eruption, a familiar voice sounded behind him like the sound of heaven.

"spot?"

In an instant, the shadows faded, and the strange laughter disappeared.

Madara woke up suddenly, turning her head back as if she was going to break her body, staring at the frowning figure walking in with wide eyes in disbelief, she couldn't believe her eyes: "...Fei Shi?"

The blue eyes of the cherry-haired youth staring at him were a little dark.He looked a little cold, walked over quickly, and asked, "What happened to you just now? The breath on your body is chaotic and not right."

"I..." Madara was speechless for a while, and suddenly realized, his face immediately became gloomy: "You are questioning me? I ask you, what do you mean by moving out suddenly? You don't want to promise me... "

He paused, and clenched his fists quietly: "You don't want to promise me, just tell me, why leave without saying anything?"

"Sorry." Fei Shi said calmly, but his eyes quietly looked around in places Madara didn't know, with cold vigilance in his eyes, "But I really don't know how to reject you. You know, Quanna—"

"Don't say any more!"

Madara suddenly interrupted him rather forcefully.

Fei Shi was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his gaze from looking around, and looked at him blankly.

The face of the man in front of him was as gloomy as water, and the expression in his eyes was ups and downs, as if he was about to get angry, but in the end he still looked at him, and gradually turned into a deep sadness.

"...Since you don't want to, then I won't force you."

After a long time, he said this, his eyes turned black again, but they looked a little gray.

Fei Shi was silent.

Madara tilted his head, and casually sprinkled the paper powder in his hand on the ground, exposing several small half-moon-shaped wounds on his palm.

The callused hand was suddenly caught by another flawless hand, Madara was stunned for a moment, subconsciously straightened her back, and looked at the people around her.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, and after a long while, he lowered his eyes slightly, and attached his other hand, a warm green light came out of the palm.

Madara stared blankly at his focused and delicate eyes, and asked in a murmur, "Why are you back again?"

After he finished asking, he came to his senses first, pulled the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and looked away bitterly: "Ah, I see, anyway, it's because of Quanna."

In a place he couldn't see, Fei Shi's blue eyes reflected the resistance on his face that he didn't even notice, and it took a long time to shift his sight, and said: "...No, it's just because you are an annoying person. guy."

Madara shuddered and turned to look at him abruptly.At this time, Fei Shi had cleaned up the unnatural moment just now, and looked into his eyes calmly again, with a calm and serious expression.

"I'll stay by your side until you don't need me anymore. That's what I say, Madara."

The black-haired man looked at him blankly for a while, then slowly withdrew his hand and hugged him in his arms.

Fei Shi: "... Madara, don't you think it's awkward to do this pose with your own height?"

Madara: "...shut up!"

Hearing the embarrassment in Madara's voice, Fei Shi blinked, broke free from this nondescript embrace, and embraced him again under Madara's blank and restless gaze.

The black-haired man in his arms was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly he lay on his neck and chuckled.

"You can do this with me, but you just don't want to be with me?"

"I'll say it again, this is a [deal]." Fei Shi's expression remained unchanged, "I feel that something is wrong with you today. For my own personal safety in the future, I think it is necessary to comfort you now."

Madara snorted coldly: "Your account is really clear."

He recalled Fei Shi's words for a while, and suddenly frowned again: "You think I'm such a narrow-minded person? What will I do to you if I don't get it?"

"..."

Fei Shi was suspiciously silent.

Spot's face turned foul.

He gritted his teeth secretly: "I won't do anything to you, so you can move back."

Fei Shi didn't even think about it, and refused straight away: "No."

"... Uchiha Scarecrow!"

"Anyway, sooner or later the whole family will be relocated, so there is nothing wrong with me going there for a few days first."

The corners of Madara's mouth sank suddenly: "I think you are more attentive to that village than you are to your bed."

"..."

Fei Shi found himself unable to deny it.

He looked at the dissatisfaction and sarcasm on Eyebrow's face, thought for a while, and suddenly retorted: "But judging from your reactions, it's enough if I don't pay that much attention."

This sentence is too easy to associate, and Madara thought of something, and suddenly the tip of her ear turned red, and she forced a sneer and said, "Oh? You are very confident."

He looked up at the handsome and flawless face of the cherry-haired youth who had never changed for several years, his eyes darkened, grabbed his collar, and approached deliberately:

"Hey, is your inexplicable theory still valid? No matter what you want, set up a [deal] with me now."

Fei Shi looked down at him, and his eyes flicked past his dilated pupils and tense facial lines one by one.

"That's not necessary. I've always owed you a lot."

He spoke calmly, raised his hand and inserted it into the loose hair behind him, his fingertips became whiter and jade-like against the black hair.

He leaned closer to the person whose breathing was obviously disordered with his movements, his eyes drooped slightly: "But, is it okay, Madara? I'm a monster who will never fall in love with others, and it doesn't matter who I make a [deal] with."

Madara breathed heavily in silence for a while, then suddenly smiled.

His brows and eyes were full of the arrogance of Uchiha Madara, the world's top powerhouse, and he said forcefully and disdainfully: "I have nothing to say when I lose to Quanna. He is my younger brother. I can't fight him for things, but Senju Between the doors? Huh."

He gritted his teeth viciously, raised his head and kissed Fei Shi fiercely, and whispered between his intimately intertwined lips and tongue:

"Who do you think I am, Uchiha Feishi? I can't lose to anyone! In everything!"

Fei Shi silently allowed him to move, his clear green eyes scrutinized Spot's expression, and brought all his genuine contempt and deeply hidden apprehension into his eyes.

Now that we have reached this point.

The eyes of the cherry-haired young man dimmed, and with a slight force on his hands, he pulled the chaotic man closer to him, touching his nose intimately, and said softly, "Kiss is not like you, Madara."

"Long-winded... um..."

From winter to spring, the village has begun to take shape, and the name of "Konoha Ninja Village" and "Hokage" have been decided.

The only thing left to decide is the candidate for the village head.

The various ninjas who came to join Konoha symbolically mentioned a few candidates, but in fact everyone knew that Hokage could only be one of Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara.

"... Senju Hashirama promised that you would be the original Hokage?"

In a one-story house near the center of the village, the young man with cherry hair stopped writing suddenly, and looked up at the person by the window with deep surprise in his eyes.

"Ah. I said I couldn't even keep Uchiha's brother, so how can I protect the whole village, but that guy said..."

Uchiha Madara sat on the edge of the window and looked outside, presumably recalling the scene at that time, a smile unconsciously curled up on his lips.

"...Dreams do come true. The leader who protects the ninjas of the Fire Nation in the shadows, this is Hokage. He said that although my brothers are gone, I can treat all the ninjas in the village as my brothers, Take good care of everyone."

"Ah... really." Looking at the smile on his face, Fei Shi blinked in confusion.

Uchiha Madara turned his head and saw him like this, the smile on his lips suddenly deepened: "What kind of expression do you have, is it so incredible that I would say such a thing?"

Fei Shi kept his eyes in a trance, and subconsciously denied him: "No, I think it's more incredible that you will become the first generation of Hokage..."

Madara raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

Fei Shi suddenly returned to his senses, and looked away expressionlessly: "No, it's nothing."

Uchiha Madara looked at him suspiciously for a while, then snorted softly: "I have to discuss the scope of Hokage's duties with Hashirama again, so let's go first."

Fei Shi looked down at the Uchiha clan affairs on the table, and let out a casual "hmm".

The person by the window didn't move, and then, a shadow appeared beside the table, Uchiha Madara leaned closer, reached out and raised Feishi's chin, looked straight into his quiet eyes, squinted slightly: "You don't want Hokage to be me? "

Fei Shi looked at him quietly, and shook his head slightly: "No, it's good for you to be Hokage."

Madara snorted coldly: "That's about the same."

The childish black-haired man was satisfied.He quickly kissed Fei Shi, turned around and jumped out of the window.

Behind him, the young man with cherry hair looked at his back, his green eyes were indifferent and dark.

"...'It's good for you to be Hokage'? Hmph, you can really talk now."

A cold and piercing voice suddenly came from the silent room, and Fei Shi said directly without turning his head, "You are really scary like this, Feijian."

"I didn't realize you were scared either."

The person who appeared out of nowhere stabbed him, and imprinted another Flying Thunder God mark on his body, and this was not enough, so he leaned over and pressed a kiss on his lips.

The slightly cold and soft lips left as soon as they were touched, and the corner of Fei Shi's mouth was gently stroked by Fei Jian, and the ugly face was relieved.

He pushed aside the documents on Fei Shi's desk and sat down, crossed his chest and looked down at him condescendingly, smiling sarcastically.

"You know that it is impossible for him to beat my elder brother with a democratic election, so what's the point of saying those comforting words? This is not something you can do, Fei Shi."

Fei Shi's expression remained unchanged, and he asked indifferently: "But didn't Senshou Zhujian already promise?"

Fei Jian frowned: "Yeah, that idiot brother, who didn't know anything and just made promises based on his own mind, really..."

He clicked his tongue irritably, put down his hands and stood up: "I have to talk to him too, let's go first."

As soon as the words fell, the vigorous and resolute future second generation Hokage disappeared, presumably Madara had already appeared in front of Hashirama at this moment.

Silence returned to the overly clean and tidy house, Fei Shi put down the pen in his hand, his eyes revealed deep thought.

Uchiha Madara became Hokage, which is naturally good only from a personal perspective, which can be seen from his long-since smile.

...Senna should be very happy.

But on the other hand, it is also true that Madara is not as popular as the popular Hashirama. Take the Uchiha clan as an example. The fact that their patriarch gave up their brother for his younger brother is still a thorn in the hearts of many clansmen. .

——So, will history be rewritten?Or is there something else going on in the near future?

Fei Shi looked out the window pensively, his clever brain was spinning rapidly, but before he could think of anything, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

Outside the door was a ninja holding the secret edict of the kingdom of fire. He lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly. He handed the scroll with the edict to Fei Shi and withdrew silently.

Fei Shi opened the imperial edict and found the daimyo country seal on it.

is the real thing.

He judged it all at once.

In the world of ninjas, power and power have always been reversed. Even if ninjas can kill daimyo with one hand, no one has ever thought of doing so. A large part of the reason is the deep-rooted class thinking and the economic lifeline held by the nobles .

These dignitaries cherish their own lives, and always like to come up with some tasks to name famous ninjas to do, and reward generous rewards.During the war, such missions were issued especially frequently, and Uchiha Feishi, who has both military strength, medical skills and beauty, received more nominations than Madara.

It's just that he, as a top powerhouse, of course has his own freedom, he can choose to do it or not.

However, the mission this time is unusual, as it was personally nominated by the fire country daimyo, asking him to do the escort mission.

This is not easy to refuse.

not to mention……

Fei Shi recalled the silent look of summoning the ninja just now, and slightly squinted his eyes, which reflected a little cold light.

The young man with cherry hair made up his mind to check the situation, put away the edict, turned around and began to pack his weapons and equipment.

However, nothing happened to the seemingly suspicious escort mission. The only doubtful point was that Princess Fujiwara of the Land of the Wind, who became the daimyo's wife, treated him lukewarm. It seemed normal, but it always made him feel Something weird.

It is said that he was named for this mission because Mrs. Fujiwara mentioned his name first.

Hidden in the dark, Uchiha Feishi calmly and indifferently looked at the luxuriously dressed woman behind the bamboo curtain, but he couldn't see anything wrong for a long time.

Until the news of Senjujuma becoming Hokage came, a ninja from the Uchiha clan was brought in front of him by the guards, knelt down on one knee, and said in a panic, "The patriarch has left the village!"

The young man with cherry hair froze for a moment, but there was not much surprise on his face.And behind what he didn't see, the beautiful young woman turned her head to look at him, her eyes were dull, and there was a strange blackness in her eyes.

The author has something to say: emmmm, I believe you smart people have already figured out what's going on, right?

Hei·Chenxiang·Jue: mmp spicy chicken is so beautiful and ruined my great cause of saving my mother several times!I will transfer you away this time to see how you can interfere with Madara hahahahaha! !