I want to be itachi's bride every day

Some coquettish rubbing.

He is no longer such an age, but he endured the shame in his heart and acted like a child.

"I'm very happy." Zhishui felt Itachi's small movements behind him, and his tone carried a doting smile; "I'm very glad Itachi relied on me."

Itachi said nothing, just buried his face on Shisui's shoulder.

The street lamps gradually lengthened and shortened the shadows, and the shadows of the two people were intertwined, as if they were one.

Obito, who was admiring the moon on the roof not far away, took a look at the two close juniors, and his eyes hurt a little, so he lay back, with his arms behind his head, and looked at the stars all over the night.

"The relationship is so good." Kakashi also glanced at Obito; "It's even better than the relationship we had when we were young."

"We didn't have a good relationship when we were young." Obito glanced at Kakashi out of the corner of his eye; "At that time, you always looked down on me as a crane..."

Inexplicably guilty, Kakashi stretched out his hand to pour the shochu into the cup, one cup in each hand, and handed the cup in his left hand to Obito flatteringly.

Obito took it, lying on his side with half arms, and clinked glasses with Kakashi.

The porcelain cups made a crisp sound when they collided, and the clear liquor in the wine cups swayed, giving off a clear aroma.

Obito drank the wine in the glass, the color of the lips soaked in the liquid became more rosy, and the thin lips were slightly parted due to the pungentness of the wine, and the sound of panting became more obvious in the silent night, as if lingering in Kakashi's ears side.

Kakashi stared at Obito's Adam's apple as he rolled and swallowed the wine, his eyes roamed wantonly on the opponent's fingers and the skin hidden under the neckline before reluctantly withdrawing it.He felt his mouth was parched, he poured himself another glass after drinking the wine, the liquid in his mouth entangled with his lips and tongue, the icy cold pain not only did not calm him down, but aroused his anger even more.

"You are so young." Obito watched the figures of the two teenagers gradually disappear into the darkness; "This is the future of Konoha and Uchiha."

Kakashi remained silent, the hand holding the wine glass was slightly strained, and even the knuckles were a little white.

"Kakashi?" Obito, who didn't get a response, looked in Kakashi's direction in surprise, and then his eyes blurred, and his body sank in the next second. When he came back to his senses, he was overwhelmed by Kakashi's wrist.

"Look at me." Kakashi whispered, his eyes filled with emotion; "Don't look at others, look at me."

"Kakashi, you..." Obito was stunned, the force of the suppression was not strong, and he could break free with a little force, but he was pinned in place by the sadness in Kakashi's eyes, unable to move.

Kakashi's whisper seemed to be crying; "Look at me...can't you?" He was like a child, acting like a spoiled child to Obito; "Why do you want to look at others?"

"What are you talking about?" Obito didn't dare to look directly into Kakashi's eyes, and glanced around guiltily; "Those are just my two juniors..."

"Lin, Yamato, Kai, teacher, contemporaries, juniors, clansmen...why do you always look at others, why can't you always see me?" Kakashi's eyes were filled with mist; ? I can't? I..."

"Enough." Obito lifted the man from himself; "Let me be sober."

The No.20 Four Days of Being Itachi Bride

Kakashi was pushed away and fell to his knees, holding his knees and sitting in the corner with some aggrievedness, hugging himself and crying.

"You're drunk, Kakashi." Obito said to him, looking around; "Go back." After saying that, he got up and prepared to leave.

Kakashi obediently stretched out his hand and began to tidy up, his trembling fingers made a crisp sound of collision between the porcelain cup and the tray in his hand.Obito jumped down from the rooftop and helped Kakashi who was staggering beside him.

Kakashi smiled at Obito.

"Don't smile at me like that." Obito looked away.

"Is it ugly?" Kakashi froze, touching his face.

"It's ugly." Obito opened the door and walked towards the house, glanced at Kakashi from the corner of his eye; "It looks like he's crying."

"Is that so?" Kakashi restrained his expression, and gently closed the door behind him.

"I'll clean it up, you go to rest." Obito took a stack of dishes from Kakashi's hands, and walked into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up.

Watching Obito's back disappear by the kitchen door, Kakashi seemed to be unable to support himself, shaking his body slightly, leaning back against the wall of the entrance to support his body.

His expression was obscure, and he clutched the fabric on his chest with trembling hands. He felt a suffocating sadness in his chest, so sad that he couldn't breathe.He slid down and sat on the ground, tilting his head back, a drop of crystal in the dim light slid down the corner of his eye and finally penetrated into the fabric of the mask, disappearing.

He covered his eyes with his arms, and the light reflected broken light in the wet eyes.

He suddenly felt something, and when he looked, the man leaning against the door frame with his hands crossed at the kitchen door was staring at him coldly.

Kakashi was like a child at a loss. His mind was numb and drowsy due to alcohol and he couldn't think. He could only look at the man with a cold expression in front of him with help-seeking eyes, and a sob with a crying voice unconsciously overflowed from his lips; "Obito... "

He saw the man approaching aggressively, grabbed his collar roughly and picked himself up from the ground, but just looked at him blankly, not understanding why he was angry.

"If you want to cry, it's good enough to cry." Obito Uchiha dragged the man by the collar almost into the room, threw the man on the bed, and began to unbutton his clothes with a blank expression.

Kakashi instinctively sensed the danger, looking for a way out like a frightened little animal trying to escape.

"Do you dare to try?" Obito the Great Demon King threatened coldly; "Be good, maybe I will let you go."

"Okay." Kakashi believed it naively, showing a silly smile, and really obediently stayed still.

"..." Looking at Kakashi whose IQ seems to be only a fraction left, Obito showed a cruel smile; "I'm lying to you, stupid Kaka."

"Eh?" Kakashi only made a short questioning sound in a daze, and was pushed by Obito on his shoulders. First, he kissed briefly through the fabric of the mask, and then kissed him one after another. On the earlobes and trembling eyelids, there is a treasure and tenderness that Obito himself did not realize.

"Obito..." His rolling tears were kissed away, and the lips and tongue, which were hotter than the temperature of his body, burned his eyebrows and eyes, so hot that he whimpered unconsciously, and could only plead and whisper; "Obito Soil..." He didn't know whether he was begging to be let go, or begging not to be let go.

"Don't cry..." Obito whispered in Kakashi's ear; "Kakashi, don't cry..."

Kakashi nodded indiscriminately, but couldn't help the water color in the corner of his eyes, choked up and reached out to hug the person in front of him.His lips tried to open and close, but there was only a weak gasp, and he didn't know whether it was a hesitation or a secret that could not be told to others.

"It's really disobedient." Obito sighed helplessly, and then patiently unbuttoned Kakashi's coat with his dexterous fingers, just like peeling off the shellfish, revealing the soft flesh inside.

"Don't look at me like that, Kakashi." Obito smiled lowly and blocked Kakashi's blank sight with his hands; "You look at me like this, as if I'm taking advantage of someone's danger... so pitiful Xi's appearance makes people want to bully him even more."

As he said this, he used one hand to control the opponent's two hands and pressed them on his head, and the other hand nimbly burrowed into the opponent's almost open clothes from his waist and abdomen.

Kakashi struggled weakly but was firmly held down by Obito.

"It's useless." Obito admired the fragile expression on Kakashi's face after taking off the mask, hooked the corner of his mouth maliciously, lowered his head and licked the other's sensitive earlobe, feeling satisfied that the other party was like a chopping board It bounced like a dying fish; "You can't escape."

On summer nights, the sound of cicadas is more obvious in the quiet night.

"There is an assignment." Obito handed the mission details to Itachi; "Go with Shisui."

"Is Captain Kakashi not here?" Itachi reached out to take the file and glanced at it.

"He asked for leave today." Obito said absent-mindedly.

"Captain Obito, I also want to go to the Land of Water." Huomen poked his head out from behind a pile of documents, almost being overwhelmed by the clerical work; "I urgently need a mission to save me now..."

"Don't think about it, next time." Zhishui said bluntly; "I have already reserved the position of Xiao Weasel's teammate."

Hyuga Homon went back half dead and continued to work.

Itachi just wanted to say something but was swallowed back by Shisui's stare, without any objection.

"Well, so that's it." Obito glanced at his team members, still absent-minded; "If there is no problem, go back and tidy up. We have a mission tomorrow, and today is a holiday." Then he jumped out of the window and went on vacation. .

"Ah..." The abandoned Hinata Himono let out a near-death wail, and looked at his fellow Hinata Tokuma jealously; "Why am I not from Kakashi's team?"

"If one day you can't bear Captain Hand Blade, I will intercede for you for the sake of my fellow clan, Fire Gate." With Kakashi and Itachi sharing the responsibility, Tokuma, who will not be overwhelmed by civilian duties, patted sympathetically. Pat Huomen on the shoulder.

"Forget it captain, why did Zhishui learn to sneak!" Huomen held his head in both hands; "I'm done, my future is dark..."

And at this time, seize the opportunity to sneak