[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Three days later, the results of the Jonin Exam were announced as scheduled, and Kakashi Hatake's name was on the list.

Rin Nohara, who was watching the results with him, smiled happily and congratulated him, while Obito Uchiha looked like he had seen a ghost, as if he couldn't believe that the guy next to him with a stinky face turned out to be a Jōnin .

Kakashi, who had known the result for a long time, had a blank face, not feeling happy at all.

Because Fei Shi went on a mission again.

Crimson World!Since telling myself his surname is Uchiha!Going on a mission again!Didn't come back for three days!

Hatake Kakashi was very unhappy, so unhappy that he quarreled with the hot-eyed Uchiha Obito, and then went home sullenly.

He stayed at home alone for a day, ignorant of the outside world, led by Nohara Rin, and his partners at the same time, including his teacher, planned to give him gifts.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't raise much expectations.

Because it is hard to say whether the person he is looking forward to the most will come back today.

The silver-haired boy, with a dark aura, dragged out his sweetheart's bedding, took off his shoes and crawled inside, hugged that person's pillow, bit his lips and was depressed for a whole day, until finally he fell asleep unknowingly.

So when Fei Shi came back from the darkness, what was waiting for him was the darkness of the room, and the silver-haired boy who gave him a gloomy gaze after being woken up by him.

"Why did you come back now?"

Kakashi wrapped himself in Hishi's quilt and hugged his pillow, asking quietly in the dark night.

Still wearing an Anbu costume, Hishi, who didn't even have time to take off his mask, knelt down opposite him, and answered honestly: "I was ambushed by Iwanin on the road, and I was delayed for a while."

"Iwa Shinobu's ambush?" Kakashi immediately became nervous, threw away the quilt, stepped forward and grabbed his arm and began to look him up and down, his tone was urgent and anxious, "Are you okay? Are you injured? Wait for me to turn on the light for you." examine!"

"I'm fine..." Before Fei Shi could finish his sentence, Kakashi unquestionably turned on the light, walked back and checked his whole body carefully.

No wounds, no smell of blood.

Confirm that there is no abnormality.

Only then did the silver-haired boy feel relieved, and immediately started to trouble someone for coming home late.

"Anyway, you came back too late, right? You said you came back at night, but this is—" Kakashi glanced at the clock on the wall, his face became even more stinky, "It's the early morning of the next day! I've waited for you until now I haven't even eaten!"

As if to confirm his words, his stomach screamed loudly as soon as the words fell, causing the thin-skinned boy to blush immediately, pressing his stomach and shouting fiercely: "No, don't laugh!"

Fei Shi, who didn't even know how to laugh, blinked under the mask: "...well, don't laugh."

The air was silent for a moment.

"……cough."

The pale-skinned Kakashi turned red all of a sudden: "You just want to laugh, bastard!"

Fei Shi, who just wanted to break the stagnant atmosphere and restart the topic: "No, I just want to ask why you don't eat well—"

"Don't you have long ears? Of course it's because I'm waiting for you!"

The boy's angry voice echoed in the room for a long time.

The cherry-haired boy stared at him under the mask and fell into a brief silence.

Kakashi, who accidentally told the truth, bit his lower lip and looked away, knowing that he was making trouble for no reason, but he just couldn't help feeling wronged.

Obviously he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

But in the end, he still tried hard to hide this grievance.

Because, from today onwards, he is a jounin, and jounin means strength and maturity, so even if he never has to hide his true self in front of Fei Shi, he should restrain himself appropriately...

"Sorry, I am late."

The sudden apology interrupted Kakashi's thoughts and made him stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he suddenly lowered his head, finally gritted his teeth and bumped his head into Fei Shi's arms.

Caught off guard and bumped, the unsuspecting Fei Shi sat back on the ground.He quickly raised his arms to hold the young boy to stabilize his figure, and said in a puzzled way: "Why do you suddenly rush over—"

"Fei Shi is a big fool."

The clear boyish voice sounded hoarse, and there were complex emotions in the voice.

Fei Shi paused for a while, without thinking too much, and patted his slender back comfortingly: "Yes, I'm a big fool."

Kakashi sighed, buried his head into his shoulder and neck, and hugged his waist dissatisfiedly: "You don't understand what I mean at all."

Fei Shi's response was to tilt his head inexplicably.

Kakashi couldn't help laughing.

He smelled the faint smell of grass and blood on his body that reassured him, his cold eyes gradually turned into a heart-warming softness, and there was a faint shimmer in the black eyes.

This person is always like this, give him all tolerance and pampering, let him be around him forever without any scruples, laugh whenever he wants, cry whenever he wants, and show his true self without any worries.

He apologized for being late, but only Kakashi knew that Fei Shi was never late in his heart, he saved him from the abyss of despair, he was his salvation, the only light in his life .

How could he not care about such a scandal, how could he not like it, and not be greedy.

I want to hear his voice, I want to hold his hand, I want to see myself in his eyes, I want to never be separated from him.

Where it was not found, the expression of the silver-haired boy gradually became deeper, his eyes were gentle, but there was an astonishing determination and desire inside.

For a boy who is rational, self-controlled and abides by the rules, Fei Shi is the only exception. For him, he can lose that reason and become crazier than anyone else.

Unaware of the thoughts that a child should not have in his little flower's head, Feishi raised his hand to take off his mask, shifted his attention, and silently glanced at the ninja suit on Kakashi's body and the shirt under him. bedding.

"...Kakashi, tell me your clothes are clean."

"..."

The silver-haired boy suddenly felt guilty looked up, no paranoid possessiveness in his eyes, and smiled awkwardly at the expressionless cleanliness doctor stiffly and innocently.

After a while, Kakashi, who was full and ordered to wash himself, obediently changed into his pajamas and sat on the bed, pricking up his ears to listen to the sounds in the bathroom.

Finally, the sakura-haired boy who finished the cleaning finished drying the bedding, walked out with refreshing moisture all over his body, stood by the bed and looked at Kakashi, sighed softly, turned off the light and went to bed.

Darkness fell.

It's been a long time since they slept together on the same bed...or shared the same quilt.

——If he doesn’t develop and do something today, he won’t be called Kakashi Hatake! !

The villain in Kakashi's heart was blushing and shouting, but his face was amazingly calm.

He sorted out the plans for tonight in his mind, took a deep breath quietly, and tried his best to calmly ask the person sitting next to him: "Did you forget something?"

"I haven't forgotten." The cold voice of the cherry-haired boy came along the darkness, followed by the rustling of clothes.

Kakashi moved the tip of his nose, feeling the familiar light fragrance approaching him, and then the warm touch covering his eyes.

Heartbeat suddenly out of control.

"Put out your hand."

Hearing Feishi's instructions, Kakashi's eyelashes trembled, and obediently stretched out his hands, his heart was tense with strong anticipation, and even his breathing became short of breath.

He felt that Fei Shi hung his other hand over his palm, and the cool fingertips touched the sensitive skin of his palm, causing his ten fingers to shrink uncontrollably, with unspeakable heart throbbing. Moved a bit.

After an unknown amount of time, there was light between the fingers covering his eyes, and his hands felt a little bit of warmth.

……This is?

Fei Shi stared at the reddish ears of the silver-haired boy, and said calmly, "Guess what I gave you."

Kakashi felt it intently, and the idea that he had had a flash of inspiration from just now gradually became clear, but the guess was too unreliable, which made him hesitate for a while before he said incredulously and uncertainly: "Could it be... fire? "

He regretted such an unbelievable answer as soon as he uttered it, and was almost ready to be denied.

But to his surprise, Fei Shi quickly took his hand away, and his voice was calm and imperceptibly gentle: "Guess is right."

Kakashi's eyes widened in disbelief, and his vision was suddenly occupied by the dazzling brightness in front of him.

In the darkness, an orange-red flame was quietly burning in the palm of his hand.It didn't weigh, it didn't even really land on his hand, it just floated, Kakashi could even feel it beating gently.

"You...this is..." The youngest Jonin in history couldn't help being shocked and aphasia, as if he was bewitched by the flames, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he raised his eyes to look at the person opposite, and asked in surprise and disbelief :"how did you do it?"

"It's more troublesome to explain. In short, as long as there are special materials or your chakra underneath, it can keep burning."

Fei Shi looked at the silver-haired boy's eyes reflecting the firelight, his perfect facial lines seemed relaxed and serene, and his voice was clean.

"It only responds to your chakra, and it will never hurt you. It is a gift I made for you. Do you like it?"

"I like it." Kakashi replied without hesitation, smiling at him without hesitation, his eyes were cutely curved into crescent moons, his eyes were as warm as water, and his voice was soft, "As long as it is from you, I like it all." .”

Fei Shi's brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and he stared at him calmly, without answering.

Kakashi stared at his fire.Above the white and carefully held palm, the soft and warm flame is cute like a newborn baby, and through the dancing light and shadow on the outermost layer of the flame, he sees a pair of eyes as bright as stars. A circle of beautiful orange-red haloed in his eyes; he also saw the silhouette of a young man with handsome lines, shining like light, condensing all the beauty in the world.

"Feishi, why did you think of giving me this?" Kakashi murmured, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him that might only be seen once in a lifetime, he felt that he lost his breath in an instant.

Fei Shi looked back at him calmly, and said in the same tone as usual: "Because I don't think you lack anything. The only thing you lack is a beam of light that can illuminate you in the dark."

— so I send you this beam of light.This is a blessing and a prayer.

Kakashi stared at him intently, understanding what he was hiding, his immature but delicate eyebrows were slightly red, and his voice almost whispered: "You are wrong. I still lack one thing."

Fei Shi looked at him with an unchanged expression, neither questioning nor thinking, there was only a reassuring tranquility in his eyes, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

Kakashi slowly leaned closer to him, his face flushed, his eyes moist and gentle.

He held the fire in his palm and kissed him lightly in the dark.

The tips of the noses touched, the breathing merged, and the strange throbbing spread from the lips to the whole body, making Kakashi's breathing disordered.

He pulled away from the unforgettable first kiss, pressed his forehead against Fei Shi, and whispered in a messy breath: "Fei Shi, I like you."

Fei Shi was silent in the darkness, then lowered his eyes slightly, and filled the fire in Kakashi's hand with a glass bottle with blue crystals at the bottom.

The light dispelled Kakashi's courage.His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the flush on his cheeks extended to his ears. He suddenly stuffed the beautiful glass bottle that looked like a work of art aside, and grasped Fei Shi's wrist with trembling fingertips in the re-emerging darkness.

"Silence means...you promised—?"

The tentative lingering sound disappeared between the intersecting lips.

Fei Shi raised his hand to press the back of the head of the boy who was frozen in place, received all his immature reactions, and patiently deepened the kiss bit by bit.

The silver-haired boy closed his eyes nervously.

He raised his hands slowly, put his arms around Fei Shi's neck, and when he was finally able to speak again, he leaned his head on his shoulder, gasped slightly, and said softly, full of hints:

"Since you acquiesced, don't just be like this...I want us to be different from before."

He endured the strong shame and said the words that had been entrenched in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't restrain his cheeks burning while speaking.

Fei Shi paused, hugged him helplessly, and felt incredible for the boy's openness: "Kakashi, do you know how old you are this year?"

Kakashi's shyness disappeared all of a sudden, and he pursed his lips very unconvinced: "I knew it..."

He bit Fei Shi angrily, still not relieved, he stretched out his hand and pinched him vigorously, with a muffled voice:

"Since you became the captain of Anbu, you have been so busy that you can't see anyone. I have to go to the battlefield to perform missions in two days. I don't know when we can meet. What's wrong with doing...doing something intimate?"

The silver-haired boy who started to sulk was all focused on the upcoming parting, and he didn't notice Fei Shi's slight movement when he mentioned "I will go to the battlefield in two days".

Staring at Kakashi's left eye thoughtfully for a long time, Fei Shi's eyes gradually dimmed, thinking of something bad.

If that's what he thought, then he should really try to give Kakashi a sense of security before the misfortune begins.

Fei Shi thought of this, and gradually exerted strength with his arms, and pressed him on the bed in Kakashi's subconscious nervous and embarrassing reaction, looked at his fair and rosy skin by the moonlight, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he has always regarded Kakashi in his youth and his future friends as the same person, and never regarded him as a child, but it is too difficult for him to reach the level of Orochimaru.

Fei Shi looked at Kakashi's look of dodging eyes but couldn't hide his expectation, and tilted his head thoughtfully, thinking of some "[Autonomous Harmony] not going in" tricks in a certain intimate publication.

If Kakashi, an avid reader, might like it?

The author has something to say: Uchiha·Not□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ It would be too much for me to do as Orochimaru.

... In short, I can't get up with Shi Wangnian in front of the trumpet.

However, this does not prevent him from bringing some unforgettable experiences to Xiao Wangnian, ahhhhh