Yuu Uchiha is not Itachi

Everyone in the Country of Flowers knows that whenever the setting sun disappears in the far west, Kabukicho will reveal its magnificent colors like an opened scroll, and Taoyuan Township must be one of the most eye-catching highlights in this scroll.

The towering and intricately carved door is wide open, and the wooden lattice window inlaid with neon lights reveals an indescribable style. The receptionist who greets the guests at the door politely salutes every guest who comes, with a smile on his delicate face. Friendly smiles, elegant and decent every move, people have to sigh that Taoyuan Township is so charming, and I don’t know how good it is inside.

Tonight is a special day. Four well-known beauties and oirans from Taoyuan Township have rarely stayed at the same time since they opened the branch. The guests who came to see the beauty of the oirans almost broke through the threshold of Taoyuan Township.The waiters in Taoyuan Township were so busy that they didn't touch the ground, the smiling public relations staff mingled with the guests, and the hall was very lively with the sound of drinking and laughing.

The night was getting dark, and the number of named guests kept doubling, but thinking oiran seemed to be deliberately trying to appease the guests, so he refused to show up for a long time.

In the lobby of the public relations residence, in front of the floating screen depicting the peach blossoms in full bloom, there are three men in gorgeous and complicated oiran kimonos. They have the same blond hair and golden pupils and a beautiful face that is never inferior to women. , Every frown and smile turns all living beings upside down.

Sitting next to them is the most famous and most popular member of the Akatsuki organization and Kazekage-sama who is loved by the villagers.It's not hard to see their relationship through their intimate behavior with the three men.

"Itachi, why hasn't Yuu come here yet?" Madara held Quanna's shoulder without hesitation, and clicked her lips impatiently, "How long has it been, our Quanna and I still have serious business What to do."

"Brother!!" Quan Nai interrupted him with a flushed face in embarrassment.

Hearing the words of the two Madaraizumi brothers, Gaara somehow thought of something, and after glancing at Yashamaru, her face turned red.

Yashamaru pampered that short, refreshing hair, and pressed a light kiss on his lips.

With such a move, Gaara's face is so hot that it could be roasting sweet potatoes.

"He's still taking a shower, let me get down first."

When Itachi thought of Yuu who just kicked him out of the room because of his wicked joke, his expression softened a lot.

Deidara, who was lazily lying on the scorpion's legs, immediately regained his spirits when he saw Itachi's expression: "I think it's because I'm too aggressive to get up, huh!"

"Go to your sister's Didara, I think you're screwed!"

Qingyue's melodious voice came from the stairs on the second floor with full of provocation. The young man walking down the stairs held a long cigarette pole wrapped with gorgeous pearl flowers in his right hand. He looked noble and unruly. .

Yashamaru raised his eyebrows and joked, "Welcome the gossip male lead to make his grand debut~"

"Hmph, I'm waiting for this to be delivered." Shaking the cigarette stick in my hand, I posed in a pose, "Don't you guys think this is more like an oiran?"

"Huh? If you don't tell me, I don't think so. It looks really different, eh."

Didara rubbed his chin with a suddenly realized expression.

Quan Nai still smiled gently and softly. Although Gaara didn't say anything, her eyes were obviously interested in that tobacco rod.

I took out three other similar cigarette sticks like a magic trick and distributed them to the three. I sat next to Itachi and took a puff of smoke.

"This is the Oiran Fan of Kabukicho."

"Is it time to praise you?"

Brother Weasel, who had been silently looking at his younger brother in embarrassment, suddenly interrupted, his handsome eyebrows seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This kind of calm and honest tone made my smile froze on my face, "Well, that's not necessary..."

"You're welcome." Itachi squinted his eyes, gently and slowly caressed my side face, and said with a light smile, "How can I not praise you, you have learned to smoke."

His smile made me laugh so hard, I quickly glanced around trying to get rescued, and what I saw was the expressions on the faces of those guys who were waiting to see a good show.

Cursing this group of heartless people a hundred times in my heart, I turned my attention to the good old brother Quanna, unexpectedly, Madara spoke first in a leisurely tone:

"Don't look, we just watch and don't talk."

Go, you, sister! ! !

Uchiha Madara, you bastard, you are ungrateful of Hong Guoguo!

If I had known this, young master, I wouldn’t have told you that Kaoru is the elder brother Quanna who made you anxious to death!

However, the most urgent task now is not to curse Madara, the one who killed a thousand swordsmen, how to deal with this man who exuded the aura of a ghost and animal king is the real thing...

"Brother, brother... I know I know I'm wrong..."

"so what?"

Itachi pinched my chin and smiled so softly that it was a foul, but why did I see a faint black air behind him (...), this is really not a hallucination.

I was so frightened that I was sifting through chaff, and it took me a long time to organize my words:

"I'm going to quit smoking right away! Brother, don't laugh, the feeling of oppression is so heavy that it's materialized, it's scary ahhhhhhhhhh..."

……

After finishing a small number of nominations, the four of us withdrew on the pretext that we had some private matters to settle.It's not really an excuse, we do have some "private matters" - the four of us are sneaking together in the reception room to discuss, everyone's face is flushed.

I sighed in embarrassment, "I have everything prepared, but you can declare in advance that you will bear the consequences..."

"Take it, take it out, um..." Deidara said without confidence.

"This is considered to be showing the greatest sincerity..." Quan Nai's voice became smaller and smaller.

"It's just a change of clothes..." Gaara's hand was shaking as he took the bag.

"...Everyone take care!"

I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, and left the reception room with a tragic expression.

In the beginning, Izuna came to me and said that he wanted to make up for not being with Madara for so many years because of his self-righteous thoughts, and asked me if I had any good ideas, then Gaara and Deidara...

In fact, I am also very guilty. If Itachi hadn't insisted on coming to me, I'm afraid I would really miss it for the rest of my life.As for the idea, according to my RP, you must have guessed that this is definitely not a good idea...

In Kaoru Oiran's room.

Madara was sitting on the tatami mat drinking wine, the sound of rushing water in the bathroom echoed in his ears, his eyes stayed on the closed door, from the corner of his mouth You can easily see that he is in a good mood at the moment.

The sound of water in the bathroom has been ringing for a long time, Madara was a little worried about the situation of the people inside, and asked:

"Senna, are you alright?"

"...Not yet..."

Some wondered why his younger brother's voice sounded a little embarrassed, and the faint sound of bells coming from the bathroom almost made him think that he had an auditory hallucination.

Madara simply went to the door and knocked, "What are you doing, Quanna?"

"Don't, don't come in! I'll be, just fine!"

The people inside seemed to be a little anxious, the bell sounded clearly through the door, followed by a muffled groan.

Grandpa Ban was in a hurry at the time, and kicked the door open regardless of his brother's obstruction:

"What happened……"

The other half of the words choked in her throat, Madara saw Quanna who fell on the ground and took a deep breath——

The person in front of him was almost naked, only wearing a purple-red apron, which just covered the bottom of his thighs, and the hanging golden veil was winding on the ground, as if it was too long to trip him.The long black hair was wet and loose, and there were ornaments on the wrists, neck and ankles covered with golden bells. It must be said that this was the most amazing dancer dress that Madara had ever seen.

At this moment, Quan Nai was blushing with shame, he didn't dare to look at Madara's face at all, he just kept staring at the ground, wishing to make a hole in the ground for him to crawl in.

After being silent for a long time, Madara suddenly knelt down and touched the other person's cheek passionately:

"Is this clothes prepared by Kid Yu?"

"……Um."

Quan Nai didn't know how much effort she had to use to make this nasal sound weakly.

Madara took advantage of his posture to overwhelm him, "That kid's eyesight is pretty good... Hey, Quanna, why are you suddenly so bold today?"

"Brother!...I just feel that I have lied to you for so long...I want to make it up to you..."

These words became quieter as the words progressed, and Quan Nai also felt that her face was so hot that it was smoking.

Madara was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly:

"Fool, as long as you don't leave me again..."

"elder brother……"

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears that were about to overflow from his younger brother's eyes, and the words were also hidden between the lips that were pressed together.

"Quenna...I love you..."

In Hua Kuilan's room.

Transforming himself into a puppet, Xie has never regretted it, because he is a genius, so he is a different kind.Even Sand Hidden Village couldn't tolerate the ambition of the Scarlet Sand Scorpion. After all, in that war-torn era, no weakness was the winner.

But now that he has changed himself from a puppet back to a human, Xie still has no regrets, because what he got is something more important than victory and art.

At this time, Xie was in the bedroom with his head down, making a puppet seriously, when he heard the sound of the door opening and approaching footsteps, "What's the matter, kid?"

"Ah, it's nothing... I brought some fruit, um."

"Put it there, I'm not free right now."

The puppeteer at work was very focused, and it took a while to realize that Didara hadn't left.

"Is there something wrong?" Xie was busy with the work in his hand, without looking up.

"No, no, um..."

"Speak straight up if you have something to say, don't dawdle."

Didara's voice trembled a little, and even the calm aura he was familiar with on weekdays was in a mess. Xie raised his head suspiciously, but after seeing clearly that Didara was only wearing a very girly pink apron After that, the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang", and he didn't even know that his hand was cut.

"Danna!" Didara screamed and took Xie's hand, "How can you be so careless, eh!"

Xie was stunned for a long time before God realized it. He didn't speak, and just let Didara help him treat the wound, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved upwards revealed evil spirits.

However, Didara didn't notice this, and after wrapping it carefully, he let out a sigh of relief.

"You are not a puppet now, be careful yourself, um."

"Yeah, I'm no longer a puppet."

Xie Yi pulled him into his arms with all his strength, and his white jade-like fingertips slid along Didara's bare/naked back to his tailbone. Feeling the slight trembling of the person in his arms, he smirked and blew in his ear:

"Thanks to the fact that I am not a puppet, otherwise I would have let down your kindness..."

In Hua Kuixuan's room.

Compared with Quanna and Deidara's approach, Gaara is much more straightforward - when he was standing in front of his room hesitating whether to go in, Yashamaru in the house noticed his existence.

"Xiao Ai, why don't you come in while standing at the door?"

Yashamaru opened the door suspiciously, then slowly closed the door after a long pause.

He hypnotized himself repeatedly, "How could Xiao Ai be wearing a gothic lolita outfit? It must be because I opened it the wrong way..." and so on, and so on, he repeated the action of opening the door after he had completed his mental construction.

However, after seeing the blushing Gaara, he was not calm at that time—"I rely on Uchiha Yuu to be screwed!"

After speaking, he showed his arms and rolled up his sleeves to rush out, but Gaara held his clothes with his head down.

"Yashamaru doesn't like me like this..."

"Damn, of course not, Xiao Ai, I like everything about you."

Yashamaru reached out to rub his hair, but he didn't expect Gaara to stand on tiptoe and peck his lips quickly.

"Oh, is Xiao Ai so eager to wait?" Yashamaru smirked and picked him up with a princess hug. "Then life is too short to have fun..."

Inside the hot spring bath.

Itachi came here after receiving a message from Yu Rang's waiter. The fog in the bath was so thick that he couldn't see anything clearly. It seemed that someone had deliberately used ninjutsu.

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and Itachi naturally knew that this was his brother's ghost idea, because he had already felt the clear and shallow breathing.

"You."

Itachi called his name, and the thick fog gradually cleared, revealing the familiar figure.

The young man was kneeling upright by the pool, his long black hair was curled up lazily, and a pendant was inserted obliquely.A red short kimono with a wide open chest, loosely tied with a few rope buckles on the chest, just enough to cover the two spots of red cherry blossoms, revealing the white and firm chest.The side of the black trousers with narrow feet is opened to the thighs, and the black and white are intertwined, which is extremely charming.

He saluted, with a frivolous and seductive smile on the corner of his mouth, "My lord, let me help you take a bath."

Itachi didn't speak, just smiled and held out his hand to him.

And Yu also got up quite tacitly, took that white and slender hand, put it on his lips and kissed it.

Itachi's free hand took off the pendant that held his long hair, and the smooth black long hair poured down like a waterfall, with a charming red glow on his face, which was eight parts like his own.

Yu was a little embarrassed by his focused eyes, "Why are you looking at me like this..."

"I suddenly remembered the day after my birthday when I was 13 years old."

Itachi's dark eyes were filled with unspeakable tenderness, and moisture condensed on the soft eyelashes, just like that night.

The young man's dark and warm eyebrows and eyes are curved like a crescent moon. Now that he has lost the childishness of his youth, he still caresses his slender fingers on his lips as before, and smiles lightly.

"...As expected, brother likes me."

The author has something to say: It’s been a long time since the update... Speaking of which, I have been very busy TAT at the Finance Society recently, and I feel like dying.