Yuu Uchiha is not Itachi

At this time, it has been two months since Orochimaru left, and the Akatsuki organization is still busy without touching the ground.

In the steaming mist, I closed my eyes to enjoy the whole process from fatigue to relaxation.

The huge jacuzzi poured hot water on me continuously.It took me two months to apply for working capital to install this huge bathtub. Since I had this bathtub, Itachi and I seldom go to the organized hot springs.

The boiling hot water wrapped me up, and above my head was a canopy lamp emitting warm yellow light. Itachi knew that I liked this kind of light, so I installed it specially. Through the mirror with water vapor, I saw the current appearance——

The dark eyes looked wet in the steam, the soft long hair was tied up and tied behind my head, and the heat made my skin look like a delicate flower.

Until now, I am very fortunate that I have such a face, because the person I like has a face that is almost the same as mine.Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

I put on my bathrobe, drained and refilled the bathtub, wiped my hair and left the bathroom.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Itachi was writing something on the desk, when he heard my voice, he turned around and smiled softly in the golden light from the desk lamp.

His cherry-pink lips were as bright and full as strawberry jam, his teeth were neat and white, and his jet-black hair was untwisted, dragging his indifferent and moving face softly and loosely, making him look like a pendulum. The Angora rabbit in the high-end pet shop is noble, elegant and unapproachable.

But at this moment he is smiling at me, how can this be?

"Writing a report." He put down the pen in his hand, "Have you washed it?"

"Ah, um..."

I was fascinated by his gentle and warm smile in front of me, and I only uttered two syllables with no practical meaning.

Itachi looked at me, his eyes had the same wet light as mine, they were extremely soft, his slender and thick eyelashes looked like golden feathers under the light, the corners of his mouth were gently curved up, and his smile exuded a thought-provoking smile. To get close to the texture.

"Put these reports away for me, please?" His voice was low and charming.

I have been immersed in his fatal attraction, and it took me a long time to think of answering:

"...Okay, I'll clean it up, you go."

Itachi got up and walked to the bathroom, paused when he was beside me, poked my forehead pamperingly, and then went into the bathroom.

I froze there on the spot, the air around me was full of his scent, the warm and warm scent that I have been familiar with for more than ten years, like the softest breeze in spring.

It took me a long time to wake up from this obsession. The sound of water [哗哗——] could be heard from time to time in the bathroom. I shook my head, put aside this emotion and started sorting out the report left by Itachi.

These reports are all written to Konoha, not only Itachi, I also submit them regularly, but mine is mainly about Madara, while his is about Akatsuki's movement.

But helplessly, Akatsuki's ideas from Fugaku and Mikoto have made it too harmonious, not at all what an armed terrorist organization should look like, which makes Itachi's report look more like a life diary, although Itachi wrote it in a very serious tone of.

I think that if these reports are gathered together, it is possible to publish a book "The Secrets of Daily Members of the Akatsuki Organization". I believe these things will definitely sell well... Maybe the third generation is also thinking about this idea, and everyone will be jealous when they see it.

After tidying up, I unsealed the drawer on the left side of the desk, and was about to put the report in, when the white envelope lying in the drawer attracted my attention.

This looks like a letter from home. I know Itachi used to write letters home every week to report his safety, but now that Fugaku and Mikoto are both in the Akatsuki organization, who is this letter addressed to?

I glanced towards the bathroom like a thief, making sure Itachi wouldn't come out suddenly, so I opened the letter and began to read.

But if I had another chance to choose, I would never want to take it apart, because it starts with——

"To my beloved Sasuke:

This is the first time I've written to you since I got here.But this letter will never reach you, this is the happiest or saddest thing I feel..."

Itachi's handsome and tough characters gradually turned into black steel wires, one by one tightly strangling my throat. I only saw the beginning of this, and my heart felt as if it was crushed by a huge stone pillar.

Without warning, a round teardrop rolled out of my eye socket, and hit the letter paper with a "pop", I never knew that I could shed such a big tear.

There was a sudden sound of water in the bathroom, I hastily stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and the China Unicom report was crazily introduced into the drawer.

However, Itachi didn't come out of the bathroom, all this is just my self-deception.

Wiping the tears off my face, I tried my best to lighten up my voice, but there was still a little trembling that couldn't be concealed.

"Brother, it's a bit stuffy in the room. I'll go out to get some air."

"Well, come back soon."

Through the bathroom door, Itachi didn't seem to hear the strangeness in my voice.

In the bathroom, Itachi closed his eyes, and heard the door closing softly when Yu left, like a short sigh.

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It is almost late at night on the street, and even a fallen leaf blown up by the evening wind is almost rare.It is rare that there is no rain at night in Yuyin Village, only dark clouds are densely spread in the night sky, and the streets are silent except for silence.

As long as I take a breath, there will be a dull pain in the left chest, and the feeling of emptiness in my heart will continue to spread, as if I have been shot in the heart by a sharp arrow, but there is no blood flowing out for a long time, and the dull and stuffy pain from the wound is felt from far away. The extremely deep position came slowly, and every second was enough to paralyze the whole body.

At this moment, two clusters of fireworks rose in the sky beyond the entrance of the village for no reason, a little sporadic and forced, as if they were small blemishes excluded from the summer festival that had been spent, and then exiled to this gloomy place. night.

I stood still and looked at it for a while, and it took a lot of strength to prevent myself from bursting into tears like a madman, but I couldn't help being entangled with the memories of Itachi in the past.

Before I knew it, I walked to the studio organized by Akatsuki.

At this time, there was no one in the recording studio, and there was no sound in the pitch blackness. As agreed, it was silent from the moment I went out.To create an atmosphere for me, yes, an atmosphere of pain alone.

I don't want to admit it, but it hurts.

Itachi and I are twins, and we took the lead to get along with him for four years. I thought I had the right time and place to get his love, but I lost to Sasuke.Time left me with an irreparable gap of six years. Even though I was with him all these years, it still couldn't compare to Sasuke who spent those six years with him day and night.

From the very beginning, I knew that I was the extra one. Even though life connected us at the beginning, it seemed that fate was playing a joke. It was clearly the same starting point, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get close to Itachi. No matter how hard I ran, I couldn't catch up with him.

I always thought that this gap could be shortened, but now I understand that Itachi and I are actually very close and can see each other safely, but there is an insurmountable cliff between us.

The two of us are not going the same way at all.

The huge floor-to-ceiling glass in the studio reflected my appearance. Looking at the other side, it turned into Itachi. He smiled at me gently, poked my forehead gently, and gently told me that the person he likes is Sasuke...

Itachi, since the person you liked in the first place was Sasuke, why are you being gentle with me?

Do you know that this kind of tenderness makes me too greedy, and I can't let go.

Do you know that you are the vine with roses wrapped around my heart.

After reading your letter, the rose has withered, leaving only thorns.

One is my older brother and the other is my younger brother.

I can only press this thorn into my heart, tearing the muscle and turning it into a hole that cannot be filled.

Sometimes I think, as long as I like you very much and you stay by my side, that's enough, it doesn't matter what happens to you and others.

I deluded myself that as long as I work hard you will respond.

I was somewhat comforted by this thought, but at the same time felt very sad.

The word "reality" has a huge oxidation effect, and just that moment has changed my self-deception beyond recognition.

His forehead was pressed against the cold glass, and his nails dug deep into the palm of his hand without feeling pain.

I bit my lip with my teeth and ordered myself not to cry.But the tears are disobedient, and the heartache is disobedient... Disregarding my wishes, I messed up recklessly, and kept crying and heartache.

I know that when I am alone, the fragile feelings deep inside will be exposed without disappointment.

In fact, I am just a teenager, naive, sensitive, eager to be loved and accepted.

I am not as strong and invulnerable as I appear on the surface. I will cry when my heart hurts, I will also get hurt, and I will hide and lick my wounds like a little animal.

I hit the glass with a fist, and I finally couldn't help but cry out heart-piercingly:

"Uchiha Yuu, you bastard! Why are you sad and sad by yourself! Isn't this one-man show enough!"

"People don't like you! Don't you know it yourself!"

"Where the hell are you wishful thinking!"

"Why are you crying now, why is your heart hurting, why are you—"

"You bastard, don't cry anymore—"

Is it okay if it hurts like this?

Is it okay to just cry like this?

Is it okay to just shout like this?

Is it okay that I haven't been here from the beginning?

My beloved brother, tell me if this is the case...

Even though Itachi and I are twins, even if I like Itachi so much, the Uchiha family does not need an extra second young master out of thin air, and the relationship between their brothers cannot tolerate me.

Itachi Zuo Itachi, one right and one left, there is no need for my extra "you" to be sandwiched in the middle.

So, as long as I leave, everything will be fine.

The three of us are destined to leave one, maybe this is the love robbery that Taoist said.

So it's not too late for me to leave now?

I don't want to hear Itachi tell me that he likes Sasuke, and it seems good to be a coward who runs away.I've sung this one-man show that I directed and acted for a long time, and I'm tired, so it's time to let go.

Maybe when I can face Itachi and Sasuke's happiness with a smile in the future, I don't know how long it will be, but at least now, if I stay with Itachi again, I will go crazy.

Hey, Uchiha Itachi, I'm going to forget you.

Hey Sasuke Uchiha, you win.

Hey, you two are happy, I'm leaving.

The corner of his mouth curled up mockingly, which meant a good word.

Itachi Uchiha, you bastard, why are you being so nice to me? If you liked Sasuke in the first place, why are you being so nice to me!It's all your fault, it's all your fault, if it weren't for your indifferent tenderness, I wouldn't be so devoted, so obsessed, so... like you.

So, "Itachi Uchiha, you're a big bastard!"

I smashed the glass with a punch, and the back of my hand was dripping with blood, but I didn't feel any pain at all, because at this moment, just breathing would make my heart ache.

The warm liquid slowly slid down the cheeks, and hit the ground with a "pop", splashing two strange red flowers.My sad face and those red eyes are reflected on the broken glass...

Let me forget about you, Itachi.

Forget you, really want to forget you.

Because that's how I want to stay by your side.

Although I told you not to leave me, now I am leaving you.

Now I am leaving you, although I told you not to leave me.

Putting the Huoyun robe and the white jade ring in the studio, I took off the red amber necklace of the same style as Itachi and put it on my lips for a soft kiss.

"Hey, Itachi, I'm leaving."

"Hey, Itachi, goodbye."

"Also, never see you again."

The author has something to say: an old song by Xu Ruyun.

who is directing this scene

in this lonely role

Dialogue is always talking to myself

opponents are memories

no end in sight

it's all about you

put me in too thoroughly

If the story is doomed to tragedy

why give me beauty

show reunion and parting

night without stars

I attract you with tears

Since I love you, I can't speak

can only smile and cry

let me forget you from now on

night without stars

I leave the past to you

if everything was just acting

I want you to watch the show

Heartbreak is just me