[Hokage] Flower Time

"No." Itachi said, vetoing her words again.

"then you……"

His face suddenly approached, and it was within reach in an instant.Because of the shortened distance, even without light, she could clearly see his face.The Konoha forehead guard on the forehead, the familiar facial features, the drooping black hair, and the scarlet red in the eyes that can no longer be concealed.

At that moment, it seemed that even the blood surging in the blood vessels stagnated for a short time.

The scarlet color is like flames, and it is also like blood.

There are three hook jades in his eyes.

black, quiet...

Why did he come so close?

Obviously in the past, he has always been polite, always keeping the most appropriate distance neither too far nor too close.This is the first time he has brought his face so close.

"Sorry……"

The long words drifted away in the night wind.

"why……"

Why should I apologize?

The unfinished words were interrupted by his sudden movement of drawing his sword forward.

The moment of silence and tenderness was broken by the sharp sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard when the knife was drawn.

She didn't understand his words, just like she didn't understand the pain that flashed across his face, she didn't understand why his dagger pierced into her chest in an instant, and then didn't come out from behind.She also doesn't understand why the green grass leaves must wither, the spring flowers must wither, why the moon must change from round to wan, and why the beautiful sunlight must be covered by clouds.

If the leaves on those branches can keep the same color in four seasons, the veins of life will grow towards the sky; if those flowers can start to have the posture of blooming, with the same delicate color throughout the sun and the moon ; If the moon has been shining on the ground in an unbroken form, sharing the gentle moonlight with everyone; if the summer sun can dispel all clouds without hindrance, until it shines into every corner of the years.

If so, she will always bloom on the branches of April spring?

If so, she won't lose her brother, and then lose other things?

She coughed to get rid of all the ups and downs in her mind, and the warm blood flowed down the corner of her lips.She lowered her head slightly, just in time to see the silver knife slowly being pulled out from her chest.Hot blood poured out from their bodies unstoppably, staining each other's clothes in an instant.

The sudden pain swept through every inch of his body.

"Why...?" She felt a dull pain in her eyes, so she closed one of them, then raised her head and struggled to look at him.His vision was a bit blurred, as if everything was stained with blood, including his familiar, gentle face, and his eyes with three hooks.

He pulled out the last inch of the blade without expression, and then silently kissed her on the top of her head in this intimate gesture.On the hanging blade, dark red blood continuously dripped down along the blade.

It turned out that he was apologizing to her.

As expected of the most outstanding young man of the Uchiha clan, he indeed possessed unparalleled speed, and she couldn't even see his movements clearly.His knife accurately pierced the most vital position, and he had been sharpened in Anbu for a long time, so it is not surprising that he killed him instantly with a single knife.

It was dark in front of her eyes, and her head gradually lowered.The corner of his clothes that was tightly clenched in his hand was pulled away, his body involuntarily tilted towards the ground, and finally fell to the ground.

The warm and wet thing in contact with the abdomen should be her own blood.Those flickering black dots should be crows jumping around.That leaving figure should belong to Itachi.

She suddenly remembered the sounds of disputes among the clansmen in the courtyard not long ago.It seems that in this place, the afternoon sunlight is very glaring.

"It's really incomprehensible that such an excellent man committed suicide by leaving behind such inexplicable things."

"Why don't you just say it straight, are you doubting me?"

"That's right. As long as you know."

As if some light flashed across her mind, she instantly regained consciousness.Even though her ears had become extremely silent, even though her body had begun to become heavy and stiff, there was always a voice echoing repeatedly in her heart.

——She can't pass out here.If you just follow your body and fall asleep, maybe you won't wake up one day.She also wants to know the whereabouts of Shisui, the reason why Uchiha Itachi did this, and the secret behind all this.

She must not fall asleep.

But where is the end of this boundless darkness and silence?

Why is there darkness and shadows everywhere I see?

Why is there no sound at all in the ear?

Has it been more than ten years, or has it only been tens of seconds?

Is she asleep?Is this a dream?Or is it blinding reality?

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of chaotic footsteps finally broke the silence.The sound of the hem of the clothes rubbing against the road re-entered her ears.The voice belonging to the young man rang in her ears, making her understand that she had not completely lost consciousness.

"Here... There are still people alive here! Go and invite Danzo-sama."

"Look at the blood stains behind her... Did she crawl out of there with her hands supporting her all the way? She lost too much blood, go to the medical class quickly."

"Severely injured and still able to move...such a long distance...how did she..."

That's right...she's still alive.

She moved her fingers hard, hoping that this would attract their attention.Anyway, she survived...and that's good.

The whispering ended in an instant, and the sound of crutches hitting the ground and slow footsteps sounded at the same time.Immediately afterwards, a majestic voice from a high-ranking person slowly sounded: "How can there be any survivors alive?"

"This..." A member of Anbu standing beside her didn't know how to answer this question.

"Ah... this child." Danzo used the corner of her crutch to push back the messy hair on her forehead, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "It's Shisui's younger sister."

"Yes." The member of Anbu replied.

"Then, let's get rid of her quickly." Danzo said slowly, as if describing the weather tonight, with no fluctuations in his tone, usually incredible: "I need her eyes."

A simple sentence decided her fate.

"But..." Anbu still wanted to struggle for this young life.

"Hurry up. The corpses are already being counted." Danzo turned around, leaned on crutches, and limped towards the other end of the blood-stained street.

Huashi's outstretched hand froze.

Get rid of her...?

why?

She finally survived and kept awake, but why no one was willing to save her, but... wanted to kill her?Why does everyone want to kill her?

She doesn't want to die!

She heard the sound of the knife being unsheathed, the flash of light just now belonged to the newly unsheathed knife, right?

She could no longer control her body, and instinctively opened her tightly closed eyes.The scarlet color reflected in the opponent's eyes, and the illusion performed by Shuanggouyu Sharingan made the opponent's body stagnate.

However, the strength gap between the two was too great. Soon, he broke free from the shackles of the illusion, and the blade in his hand continued to move downward.

Fear and pain spread and retrograde around the body at the same time, and finally gathered in the eyes.The double-hooked jade pattern in the writing wheel eyes changes quietly, overlapping and intersecting, and transforming into new shapes.Anbu's eyes touched the complex eye pupil pattern, and the knife in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and he could no longer lift it.

For some reason, he violated his original will, and without telling his teammates, he bandaged her with the simple medical equipment he carried, and then carried her across the area surrounded by blood, towards the outside of the village. direction.Near the barrier, he told the Anbu technique of passing the barrier, and then watched her stumble through the barrier by herself.

After finishing all this, he felt that his mind was empty.

...What did he do just now?

Is it illusion?

How could there be such a terrifying... illusion that can dominate the body?

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When I spend time I don't know where I'm going.

All she knew was that she was going to escape from this place.Otherwise, she would never survive.

There are no other people in the forest at night, the tree shadows are slightly shaken by the night wind, and the shadows of the buildings are like ghosts lurking in it.In the darkness, it seemed that unknown creatures were secretly watching everywhere, ready to take her life at any time.

There was pain in the eye socket, and something hot flowed down.Is it tears?Or the unexpected blood?

His body was shaking, as if he was about to be unable to hold on.Soon, she will fall into a coma again.Will there be a time to wake up again?Perhaps she would never see the full moon high in the night sky again.

What suddenly poured into my heart at this moment, and what was overwhelmingly suppressed, was probably the thing called "despair".

Mixed with despair, there is probably "sadness".

She couldn't hold on to her steps anymore and fell to the ground.The blood-stained hands rested on the ground, the blurred eyes began to close slowly, and the darkness gradually invaded.

"Brother... where are you?"

The last faint light was also annihilated, leaving only endless darkness in front of my eyes.

Someone took her hand, ignored the blood stains everywhere, and hugged her from the ground.

She tightened her fingers, and was surprised to find that the man was wearing gloves.

……never mind.

It doesn't matter what kind of hand you have.

As long as my brother is still there, it doesn't matter anyway.

Thinking of this, she fell into a complete coma.