Naruto: Colorless Life

"what do you want?"

It is low and weak, as if it melted into the misty moonlight after a moment of distraction.

what?

Minato didn't understand at first, and subconsciously didn't answer.

Then there was no sound.

Minato pulled the quilt on his shoulders so that the cold air would not take away too much warmth.He specially brought the quilt over, but found that Fuyue was indifferent, as if he didn't welcome or object.

He acts like he doesn't exist.

How much self-deception does a person have to pretend that another living person doesn't exist?Eyes cannot be crossed, words are not asked or answered, and in the end, even a look is stingy.

Minato smiled wryly.

Even that nonsensical question felt...unfathomable.

But he savored it again and again, as if it was in his lips and teeth, bitterness mixed with spicy, full of lips and tongue.

"I don't want anything," he said gently and softly, "I didn't want to blackmail you, I insisted on doing this."

There was no response.

I don't know whether to believe it or to be dubious.

After an unknown amount of time, the paper door suddenly opened.

The moonlight flowed through □'s ankles, and the white hem was blown up slightly. It was a softer and colder white than moonlight, and the dazzling red flowed in the dark pupils, which further set off the arrogant and soothing figure of the man leaning slightly.

Kaleidoscope Sharingan only takes a few seconds.

For a few seconds, the two looked at each other quietly, forgetting everything else.

It was, without a doubt, pure sight.

Fuyue's tense heart fell, as if he had stumbled and fell from the height of the clouds, and there was nothing but emptiness.The words I originally wanted to say were blank and disappeared without a trace.

He slowly slid down and sat down, gripped the tatami with his fingers that were propped up on the ground convulsively, as if about to laugh, the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"How is my son...?"

Ah...huh?

Why did the topic change so quickly? Minato thought about it, lifted the quilt and sat up, hugging the pillow in his arms.

This childish action did not disobey him in the slightest.

"Not like you."

"He's not like me... he's more like Mikoto." Hearing this topic, he didn't mind talking more, Fuyue said in a low voice, "So is Sasuke."

Minato passed the pillow over.

It's too cold, so sooner or later you'll catch a cold.The good-natured Master IV warned with his eyes, and it wasn't until a full minute of stalemate that Fugaku hesitantly took it and covered it on his knees.

"Sasuke's health is not very good. Tsunade-sama said that he should take good care of him when he was young and take medicine on time. But it doesn't matter. After the age of *, he can run and jump like others, not worse than Naruto at all. The medicine is one day I’ve taken it twice, it’s also strange, Sasuke doesn’t cry much after taking the medicine, and he’s very good after a little coaxing, the last time I took Naruto to the hospital for an injection, there was a lot of fuss for hours..."

"Of course, my son."

"I'm not worse than you..." Minato smiled, pulled the quilt over, and wrapped himself up: "Well... But, thinking about it, Naruto seems to be more like Kushina? So boys Is it more like a mother?"

"Isn't he blond with blue eyes..."

After an unknown period of time, Moonlight sneaked out of the room.

The pillow fell from his lap.

"I said to him, you are the one who wants to break the cup and make another one according to your heart, and I am the one who repairs the broken cup..."

"It's too much, this kind of statement."

Minato laughed lightly.

Fu Yue picked up the pillow, threw it to the quilt, and then pursed his lips: "However, you are finally willing to take a serious look at me."

Minato was taken aback.

"Isn't it?" Fuyue looked at his past friend clearly: "The beautiful me is your imagination. Minato, I never thought of apologizing to you, and I don't think I did anything wrong. Both you and I want to Saving the water in the glass, doing it differently, that's the fundamental difference."

Someone told such a story.

The frog took the scorpion across the river halfway. Before crossing the river, the frog said to the scorpion, I'm carrying you on my back, but don't prick me.The scorpion comforted it, how could it be, I don't know how to swim, so I drowned when I fell.

Halfway through the journey, the scorpion still stabbed the frog and died together.

Out of habit, nothing else.

He didn't explain it from the beginning to the end, but now that the dust has settled, he can explain it, but that person also understands it.

So, why not be more thorough and clear?

"Then how about you save me?"

"Reiko Harajo said it before she died...you have heard it too, since you are not dead now, she is talking nonsense." Fuyue's brows were cold, and then he said lightly: "It's not that I don't mind, the story of fate, before It's ridiculous, but now that I think about it, it seems that luck is not always on my side."

Minato was dumbfounded.

How can you believe in fate?He couldn't help but want to say it, but he couldn't swallow it.

"I believe in me, you don't have to mind... go to sleep." Fuyue sighed, stood up with another shake, and closed the sliding door.

The room was instantly dark.

Minato sniffed lightly.

He tucked the pillow back under his head and looked under the door.After laying down the quilt, I lay down, feeling uneasy for a long time.He looked and looked, as if there was a hot current flowing slowly in his chest, so hot that he couldn't close his eyes.

That person has always gone far, far away and refused to turn back.You can scold him for going all the way to the dark, but he can't hear him anyway, and he won't listen.One day, he will stop and talk to you, saying that the road ahead is long, maybe the past will never be the same, and that it will be difficult to move forward from now on, because of fate.

Fate?

Tears were sore in the eyes, Minato breathed slowly, opened his eyes, and then slowly closed them after a long, long time.

How badly fate has dealt with them.

After the spring, Konoha School will start the new year's freshman enrollment.

The spring is beautiful, a few green buds appear on the treetops, the ice and snow in the mountain streams have just melted, and in March, flowers are gradually appearing on the branches, so beautiful.

Hokage-sama is also going to give a speech to the freshmen.

In the spring, there were still a lot of things to do, probably knowing that Hokage time is precious, the speech time was shortened to just 10 minutes.After the speech, the parents can take their children to the classroom, take books for those who need to get books, and communicate with teachers for those who need to communicate with teachers. In short, there is nothing about Hokage-sama.

Most of Kakashi's memories of the ninja school emerge from boredom and his father's reprimand.Geniuses are extraordinary, speaking of them, Obito, who is one year older than him, is often made tearful by the will of fire, and even lies about having sand in his eyes, I don't know whether to call him dumb or stupid.

Looking at it now, Obito is much more interesting than his hard work.

Since entering the Anbu, the degree of danger of the mission is not the same as that of the Chunin period.The companions have a tacit understanding with each other, and the Sharingan is well integrated, and Kakashi gradually has the reputation of "Copy Ninja".

The sword skills of the Hatake family were not carried forward by him.

When he was about to go back at night, the teacher suddenly called him to have dinner.

Kakashi wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.Although it doesn't look like it on the surface, Kakashi is still very considerate in his heart, thinking that maybe the teacher's wife has left, the house is much deserted, and it's good to be with the teacher.

... where is deserted.

While Minato was busy in the kitchen, Kakashi looked at Itachi Uchiha, and let the other party scrutinize him for a while. They looked after each other, preventing Sasuke and Naruto from yelling and grabbing each other's hands. The two little ones were bullied.

"Kakashi-san."

Although it's a respectful name, why did my back get cold, Kakashi absent-mindedly grabbed Naruto's fist that was about to be stuffed in his mouth, and nodded: "You will live here from now on?"

There was a glimmer of haze on Uchiha Itachi's face, he nodded calmly, and looked away again.

Kakashi's level of coaxing children is very bad, and he has no intention of coaxing the one who is about to enter school.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The author has something to say: Ah Yuan went off to do other things these two days.

Maybe it's because it's been updated for a while, it seems to be picked up a bit intermittently.

It's hard to write here, and it will get better after a while.