Naruto: Colorless Life

Strange rumors quietly spread in the village.

I don't know where it started. When people talk a lot, there is a wonderful power invisibly.

Shikahisa Nara seems to have breathed a sigh of relief after the birth of his eldest son. As time went on, everyone felt that his tired eyes had infected his son who was just over one year old; his wife Jinao is fierce and assertive The woman, who is quite well-known among housewives, always dislikes Lu Jiu sitting at home and smoking in silence.

In the past few days, Shikahisa Nara went out very diligently, and when he came back, he closed the door again, obviously something happened.

When Haiyi Yamanaka came to Nara's house with his daughter in his arms, Yoshino's eyes lit up, and urged Haiyi to go to Shikaku's study, then turned around and carried the two children to the next room.Haiyi Yamanaka hid something on his mind, weighed it over and over again, and came to ask Lu Jiu for a long time.

Nara Shikahisa set up the chessboard, and the two sat down to play chess.

The light and shadow flickered, and two hours passed by. Looking at the chessboard that was still tangled, Haiyi knew that Nara Shikahisa didn't intend to take care of it.However, he couldn't help but think deeply, what if, as the rumors said, the fourth generation wanted Kyuubi Jinchuriki, the one who was locked up, to be released again as if nothing had happened?

"I have met four generations of adults." Nara Shikahisa said.

Yamanaka Hai was startled, and quickly asked: "What did he say?"

Nara Shikajiu paused holding the chess pieces, and pushed forward a few squares: "Haiyi, don't worry."

Yamanaka Kai thought for a while, then nodded, looking much better.

Now that Shikaku has been to Nara, the Three Hokages have also been there.The three generations of Hokage have always had the same kind and muddy style, and now the chief captain in charge of the roots, and the patriarchs of several families have also visited politely.As for Anbu's silence, it was because the captain and many members of the Uchiha clan were there. Of course, no matter how polite these people are, they would not give in on this matter.

Everyone's rhetoric is also very consistent, very tactful, it is not easy for the village to have today's peace.

Before the enchantment class withdrew, Minato took the time to go to the hospital.

Within a few days, I experienced both great sadness and great joy several times, and no amount of emotion was exhausted.Now he no longer has the joy and anger of the past, and he will not show the slightest inappropriate attitude when he hears the words "letting Uchiha Fugaku out will only disturb people" over and over again.

Everyone said that the Fourth Hokage was calmer and more patient than before, and his gentle eyes no longer had any extra tenderness.

"Today, Uchiha Itachi came." The people in Anbu reported truthfully: "The subordinates did not let him in."

Minato nodded and said, "You've done a good job. Tonight I will transfer with Nine-Tails Jinchuriki." He said without emotion, but he clearly saw Anbu heaving a sigh of relief.

The window was opened in the room, and the gauze curtain was lifted, but no light filled the room, and the sparse moonlight fell on the ground alone.Clothes stained with tenderness fell on his body, Fuyue did not open his eyes, and turned his head slightly, and then he was hugged together with the royal robe.

He stiffened uncontrollably.

Minato smiled, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Didn't know what to expect at first.

Taking a deep breath, the breath at the end of the nose is cold and sharp.The quilt in the room was very soft, and the body stuck in it couldn't pull out any strength.Maybe it's because of sickness, or there is no will to survive, and the body is almost exhausted, and even maintaining such a sobriety is tiresome.

Minato paused, not in a hurry to do anything.

He never beat Fuyue.

Said to be good friends, ninjutsu is comparable, and the combat experience is not much different; said to be disputed over the years, it seems that he always loses; A person, also him.

And this time, he was about to lose.

"I love you." Minato whispered.

His brows furrowed quickly, then loosened again.Fuyue turned his head indifferently, and the whisper pointed him in the direction, as if his eyes met with indifference.

"I know," he said, "you've always been special to me, and so have I."

Minato laughed at himself: "You're going to lie to me again, Fu Yue."

In an instant, he understood the man's plan.

"You want to say that the love we're talking about is just friendship, or even a little bit more, but it's not like that anyway." Minato said slowly, eyes drooping: "I regard you as my best friend, and you also...you Go on, I'll listen slowly."

Fu Yue looked at him in astonishment, all he could see was shadows swaying in the darkness.

Is it not?

no.

Minato had difficulty breathing, so he forced his head to the side to calm his breath.

"I'm going to take a shower."

The development of things is unpredictable.

This is the first time that a man has a feeling of being unpredictable and unpredictable.The calm and gentle voice was the same as usual, but there was an incomprehensible and alarming smell of danger in it.

"is that so……"

It should have ended earlier, before it hurt him.Fu Yue was silent, slowly opened his eyes, and sat up with support.

His life and death are trivial matters, and Minato is the most important thing.

That gentle yet strong young man, no matter how much he suffers, will never change his gentle side, nor will he become a cold and dark person.This kind of strength is more important than anything else, and it is precisely because of this characteristic that Minato can be trusted by others unconsciously.

To be able to resist pain, not to be corrupted by it, not to be changed by it - that's a great quality.

Because of this, Fuyue felt that maybe Minato raised Itachi and Sasuke, and the two children would also receive comprehensive care. It was also a kind of gentle compensation for those two children who were destined to lose too much.

It's just that at this moment, he looked uncertainly at the direction in which Minato left, feeling a little uneasy.

The bathroom steamed with mist.

Minato changed out of his underwear as he did when he came here before, rinsed his body with a spoon for a while, and then quickly dried his body.The wet liquid filled the room with a fishy and ambiguous salty smell, which made people feel uncomfortable.

There were several knocks on the door.

The water gate stopped moving immediately, and he raised his head, watching the fog rushing outside.

"Watergate."

Minato remained silent, and the mist blurred the distance between the two.

Groping and probing, that person went deeper.He untied his belt, and every part of his body was soaked in the moist mist, from shoulders to waistline, without any shelter, and stepped into the bathtub.

Even under such weakness, the beautiful and smooth lines from the shoulder blades to the waist have not disappeared.The water submerged his body, a low sigh came from the mist, Minato was in a trance, and unconsciously remembered that he went to the country of sand once, and it seemed to be the same.

He has never doubted that he likes Jiu Xinnai, and he still does so to this day, and he has no real feeling at all about liking men or something.

"I love you."

When he said that, he was sincere and bitter.

What exactly is that?

Minato seemed to have fallen into a dark mist, breathing gradually became difficult, and the pain that suddenly hit the hospital that night came back again.

He turned and walked out.

That's love too - nothing but mutual torment, despair, pain, inescapable...

Only there is no happiness.

There is the sound of the wind in the courtyard, and the late autumn when the flowers and leaves are withering, such an evocative time.

Tiny water droplets dripped from the wet hair, soaking the white underwear, and every step left unclear water marks on the wooden boards in the corridor.The wind that swept through the corridor also swept over the man's hanging sleeves, and a touch of white floated alone.

Minato didn't go back, and after spreading the quilt, he fell asleep.

Fu Yue came back quietly, stood by the door, held on to the paper door for a while, and then walked in slowly.

He thought he would say something before he dared to do it.

"what are you doing……"

Minato suddenly opened his eyes, not knowing whether it was shock or shock, the next words disappeared.

doing what?

Fu Yue paused slightly, he was not calm enough to pretend that he was not pulling the belt, especially that the belt was not the one on his body.After the white cloth belt was pulled away gently and tentatively, under the silent atmosphere, some things could no longer be concealed.

"Everything I said was a lie," he murmured hoarsely, "Why don't you confirm it yourself..."

Minato was dumbfounded.

He fell into a deep blank, whether it was his mind or his trembling body.

That's natural.

The man's skills live on the lips and tongue, without much effort, he provoked a strong desire.With such familiar skills and hoarse humming, it seems that in the blink of an eye it has become...another paradise.

When Minato's breath gradually subsided, the man lowered his head and rolled his tongue slightly.

He pushed the man's shoulder away, regretted halfway, grabbed the shoulder and pressed it down, the man's posture was submissive and easy to handle, and in an instant, he reversed up and down, Minato was confused and stopped his action.