Yuu Uchiha is not Itachi

The morning sun in early spring always makes people feel extraordinarily bright, especially now, just after eight o'clock in the morning, which is a good time to go out for spiritual practice or work at home, without feeling bored or tired.

However, thick curtains are still drawn on the windows on the second floor of Uchiha Mansion, and there is no intention of opening them as time goes by.As the Uchiha family who are hardworking, brave, self-improving, go to bed early, get up early, have good health, eat well, and smell delicious, this is undoubtedly abnormal, but what is even more abnormal is that the room is more industrious, brave, self-improving, early to bed, and early to rise than anyone else The body is great and the food is delicious... The house of Young Master Itachi.

"Ah, Xiao Zuo, is your brother up yet?"

Mikoto put a plate of three-color meatballs on the table, and asked Sasuke who came down from the stairs in surprise.

"Well, I just passed by his room, and he seems to be sleeping again."

"Well, maybe I'm tired from work and want to sleep late."

Fugaku, who was sitting at the table reading a newspaper, interjected, "Even when he is resting, Itachi will wake up early."

Sasuke stood at the top of the stairs and looked up, his eyebrows frowned slightly, this frowning movement was very similar to Itachi's.

Mikoto untied the apron to one side, and helped Zuo tidy some messy hair. "Hearing what Xiao Zuo said, I'm really worried. I'd better go upstairs and have a look."

"Mom, I'll go with you."

Sasuke obediently followed Mikoto upstairs, and soon, the mother and son arrived at the door of Itachi's room.

"Itachi, it's time to wake up~~~"

After lightly knocking on the door a few times, Mikoto waited for a while, but did not get any response from the people inside.

"Brother, the sun is already drying your butt, do you want to continue lazing on the bed?"

Sasuke could raise his voice and shout, but there was still no movement in the room.

Seeing this situation, Sasuke and Mikoto glanced at each other, and nodded at the same time to make sure——Itachi had an accident!

Calling Fuyue up from downstairs, the father and son stood behind Miqin each holding a kun, without warning. Miqin took a deep breath, tiptoed to the door and held the handle, counting one, two, three in her heart, "Wow!" " With a sound, the sliding door was pulled to the maximum, and the father and son rushed into the room decisively...

As expected of the genius Uchiha family, the improvised battle plan can also cooperate so tacitly.

But things are not as the three of them imagined—there are no robbers, robbers or bad killers at all, only Brother Itachi who has not slept all night and just fell into a drowsy sleep because of the attack of drowsiness, and the sleepy baby in his arms. Beauty with long hair!

The three people who saw such a scene were shocked on the spot.At this time, Itachi, who was awakened by the loud noise, sat up reflexively. Because the light at the door was too dazzling, Itachi squinted his eyes for a while before he recognized it: "Father, Mother? And Sasuke?...you guys?" Why are you here?"

Fuyue is worthy of being the head of the family. His quad-core brain was restarted successfully first. He glanced at the "beauty" who was still sleeping beside him, with a serious expression, and coughed lightly: "Itachi, I hope you can explain clearly, this Are girls..."

Before Fuyue finished the word "who", the "beauty" yawned and lay on Itachi's back, hugging his neck affectionately.The long black hair messily covered most of the fair cheeks, only the black kimono with a baggy belt that became wide open revealed a large area of ​​snow-white and smooth skin and two spots of cherry red that were half-covered...

"Why is it so noisy so early in the morning? It's immoral to disturb people's dreams..."

Hearing this hoarse, youthful complaint, Fuyue was shocked again, well, to put it bluntly, he was frightened.Miqin's brain had just restarted when she saw this scene, she couldn't help rubbing her temples:

"I said, Itachi, I can't see that you are good at it. Mom doesn't remember what bad information I gave you. Could it be that you are self-defeating? You are indeed a genius of the Uchiha family. Mom, I am just YY, you just found one... very promising, Itachi."

"What are you talking about?" The boy raised his small face buried in the neck of the ferret, his dark eyes were full of laziness. "I'm still sleepy...Mom..."

"Two... two brothers?"

Our young Sasuke from the Uchiha family finally restarted successfully from the dead state, wiped his big eyes hard, and looked at the two "Itachi" in disbelief: one is indifferent, one is lazy; one is indifferent, one is enchanting; one is mature , one is charming... one has decree lines, one doesn't have decree lines...【Okay, Sasuke, why did you deliberately pull out decree lines and talk about it alone...】

"Are you... Xiaoyou?! Husband, look, husband! It's Xiaoyou who's back! He's back to see us!"

When Miqin realized that the lazy and charming boy was her second son, she squeezed Fuyue's hand tightly in surprise and swayed.

Hearing Mikoto's cry of surprise, Fuyue, who restarted again, immediately held his wife's hand, his surprise was beyond words, but his tone was extremely serious: "Yu?...It's really you! You're back. It's almost five years old. It's been a year... It's too much not to send any news back! Don't you know that your family is very worried about you?"

"Father, isn't Xiaoyou already back, so don't talk about him anymore."

Itachi raised his hand and made a bird's nest on my head as a sign of punishment, and comforted Fu Yue.

"That's right, Xiaoyou is back anyway, husband, don't complain about anything." Meiqin took out a small handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes quietly, her tone full of joy. "Honey, can you help me? I'll make some delicious food for Xiaoyou!"

"Well, yes, my wife...you can pack up and go downstairs."

So the Uchiha couple went downstairs happily, and the march of pots and pans immediately sounded in the kitchen.

"You...you are Yuu?"

Sasuke didn't follow Fugaku and Mikoto downstairs, but sat down next to Itachi and looked at me carefully, his big dark eyes full of probing.

"It's only been a few years since I saw you, Sasuke, why did you forget me so quickly?"

Meeting his gaze, I still lay lazily on Itachi's back, but rubbed against his face more intimately.Sure enough, I saw Sasuke bit his lower lip angrily.

Hmph, little one, as the saying goes, "people are shameless and invincible in the world", how can you, a tsundere brat with a second-degree illness, be so shameless as to be bored with your own brother.

Itachi naturally didn't ignore Sasuke's small movements, so he poked his second brother's forehead lightly.

"Stop making trouble, Xiaoyou."

"Hmph." Seeing his favorite brother doting so much on "others", Sasuke unconsciously became angry. "How could I forget? You are the first opponent in my life, second brother!"

"You really don't have a long memory. How many times have I told you to remove the word 'two'!"

Unexpectedly, after so many years, I still feel so harsh when I hear this word!

"No! Second Brother, Second Brother, Second~~~Brother~~~~"

Hearing me say that, Sasuke called me even more vigorously, especially the last one, and deliberately elongated the sound, with a smug expression on his face.

Very good, very successful!This young master's small universe was completely ignited by this kid with the second illness!

I jumped in front of him all at once, stretched out my hand to pinch his little face, and ravaged him: "Smelly brat, you really haven't been on the house for three days, how arrogant you are these few years when the young master is not here, at home! People are used to you and you are used to making mistakes! Let me tell you, my young master can't bear you with his short temper!"

Our young Sasuke frowned tightly in pain, but pinched his second brother's face decisively with both hands. "Hey, call me a stinky brat, how much older are you than me! Six years ago you pinched my face like that and I didn't fight back, and you still pinched my face like that six years later, this time I'll get it back together with the last time !"

"Do you dare to say that you didn't fight back last time? The bruise on my face that you didn't fight back was from a fight with a dog and was strangled by a dog?!"

I used my height advantage to overwhelm him and pull his face out.

"I was so young at the time, even if I fought back, it wouldn't hurt much! It's you, who struck so hard, you're still the second brother!"

Sasuke's character of not showing weakness is fully reflected in the scolding fight with me, while increasing the strength of his hand, while mocking me with a contemptuous tone.

Itachi will naturally not let his two younger brothers fight in front of him. This kind of thing is not conducive to the unity of brothers. As the younger brother of the Uchiha family, we must punish our disobedient younger brothers. Grab the slender waist of his second brother, and pull him into his arms; pull up the lower brother with his right hand and let him sit on the right side, Brother Weasel pulls his two younger brothers a relatively safe distance, She raised her willow-like eyebrows:

"I haven't seen you for six years. I didn't expect that your relationship hasn't changed at all."

"Tch, he didn't come to provoke me first."

Rubbing my painfully pinched face, I rolled my big eyes regardless of my image.

"He didn't do it first..." Sasuke gave me a contemptuous look. "He doesn't look like an older brother at all!"

"Smelly brat, who are you talking about?!!!"

"Who am I talking about, who knows in his own heart!"

"Do you want to die once?!!"

Seeing that his two little brothers were about to fight again, Brother Itachi quickly used his own unique trick - Ninja Law·The Technique of Yudi - double poke left and right... Then he heard two cries of pain as he wished.Itachi narrowed his eyes, looked at the two younger brothers who disliked each other, and sighed helplessly.

"Looks like you guys have a bit of a mismatch."

I'm dizzy, Brother Weasel, although you are my brother, but I have to say, your paralyzed face made me feel really... how should I put it, weird...

"...Brother, have you read any books similar to metaphysics recently? Why do you speak so like a magic stick?"

Touching Itachi's forehead, my eyes were full of worry.

Here I have to mention that, in view of that unlucky Cha Jizi, I have already reached the point where I hate the magic stick...

Our Brother Itachi suddenly had black lines all over his face, and even Sasuke coughed twice in embarrassment.

"...I haven't been here for the past few years, so you really have fallen..."

I looked at him with tears in my eyes...

Itachi took a deep breath, and quickly reached out—I poke, I poke, I poke, poke...

"Brother... I was wrong... I was wrong! Don't poke..."

"...Xiao You."

Seeing the cute look of his little brother with a flat mouth, Itachi was in a good mood for no reason.

"what?"

"……Welcome back."

"Ah." Hearing this sentence, the corners of my mouth rose. "……I'm back."