【Naruto-Kakashi】Lawless

Narratives of the Ninjas

Shiranui Kiyokazu

I am Shiranui, an elite member of ANBU, Shiranui Seikazu.

Ninjas who were born in ANBU basically have the same life trajectory: join the team, train, complete the mission, if they are lucky, they will persist until they retire, if they are unlucky, they will die in a certain mission, and their bones will not be left.

Although I come from a wealthy family, I have no worries about the death of my parents. In other words, I am not afraid of death.

If I hadn't seen that scene on the way back from the mission that day, maybe I would have continued my life as an ANBU, but I happened to encounter it.

The girl's eyes were shining, and she pushed the two boys to the ground for slandering their companions without any mercy. The two who came to fight also secretly rubbed their hands.

——She seems to be the younger sister of an overly outstanding junior.With this in mind, I went to see the Hokage-sama and reported what I heard and saw.

After that, the Hokage said to me: Go become a leading jounin, Seiwa.

I thought it was a good job and it would be interesting, so I didn’t refuse. After that, these three children became my subordinates.

Three excellent subordinates.

It's my fault, I always forget because of the excellence of my subordinates. They are all teenagers, not colleagues of ANBU.

So children are always in trouble.

So I started to worry.

I originally planned to return to ANBU after my three children became Jonin, but ANBU's style was obviously more suitable for me.

However, that girl died before she could become a Jonin.

I've seen corpses, scarred all over, killed by a single stabbing.

They said that she was killed by a Mist ninja while trying to delay her dying companions and for the arriving reinforcements.

Along with the Mist Ninja's companions, the knife pierced the heart.

Then she was buried. There was no funeral, no mourning and music. Everyone just sighed and then went their separate ways.

The damn war isn't over yet.

The child died, and more children rushed forward.

Finally, the war slowed down a bit - the Fourth Hokage ascended the throne.

The other two children, one went to the Hokage Guards, and the other was in the Intelligence Corps - the experience of losing their companions seemed to make them feel a little darker.

I think, almost.So I reapplied to join ANBU.

It is my fate to be alone, killing in the darkness, or dying in the darkness.

Shisui Uchiha

I am Shisui of Konoha, Shunshen Shisui.

Once upon a time, a person who was considered my childhood sweetheart died in front of me.

Well, I liked her.

I don’t know why I like it, but I can never explain it.

In other words - no one doesn't like the sun.

When I saw the blade coming out of her chest, I knew that this was the last time I would see her.

My good feelings that I didn’t have time to express to my mouth also died with her.

I hate war.

Years later, Uchiha became the party that wanted to start a war.

I tried to negotiate, but it wasn't all light in the village.

I failed.

By the Nanhe River, I covered my empty eyes and smiled at Itachi.

I'm going to die too.When I realized this, I suddenly thought of her whom I hadn't seen for many years.

That little bit of love probably wasn't enough to last for so long, but at this moment I suddenly missed her very much.

Let me die.I heard myself say that, and then I calmly fell backwards.

War, hope there is no war.

Kakashi

Hatake Kakashi, the scarecrow in the wheat field.

The name foretells my destiny - a guardian destined to be alone.

However, I have a lover, and my lover’s name is NamikazeTennashi.

She has dazzling golden hair, blue-grey eyes, a gentle face, but a lawless character.

She and I have known each other since childhood and have spent many difficult years together.

She's not very good at comforting people, and neither am I.

She sometimes loses her temper, but her eyes sparkle when she is happy, and she likes to get together with everyone and talk.

She was always alive until that day.

She now lives in Santu River, above the Pure Land.

Yes, she died. When we had just determined our feelings for each other, and after I made her angry, I was lying on the hospital bed and saw her secretly looking at me at the door, and left in a choked state.

You'd better apologize properly after she comes back.I thought.

But what came back were only ashes - yes, ashes; because corpses were difficult to preserve, the ninjas who died on the front line could only return to the village with ashes.

At that time, they all thought I was crazy because I didn’t seem to have any major mood swings. I just apologized to the ashes, chatted with the tomb, blew in the wind with the tomb, admired the moon, and kept each other company like lovers.

They say that my love is too strong, but it is not.

I just loved her for a long time, not just once.

She once told me that she loves the moon because it always shines softly everywhere.

I laughed then.

I didn't tell her that what I love is the sun, the bright and warm sun.

After the sun went down, I was left in the hospital for observation for a long time.

I won't die easily - even though they don't believe it.

If you die easily, you will be chased by the sun of Sanjuchuan.

I lived on and tried to live a little longer so that I could tell her all the stories when I see her again.

That day, I saw her again, which was unexpected - at first I even thought it was a dream.

I told her that I missed her very much, and then told her the story after we parted.

She asked me, me, why I didn't tell my story.

She said she felt guilty.

What are you feeling guilty about? If there is no sun, the moon will not shine.

Even if there are only memories, even if we can never see each other again in life, but so what.

I love her deeply.

I told her that I am an adult and every choice I make is carefully considered and I can bear the cost myself.

She looked at me as if she wanted to cry, but no - dead people don't cry.

I handed her the sunflower and agreed to see her again.

——She will come to pick me up, to pick up the young me.

——At that time, when I see her again, I can openly express my love to her.

Can the moon and the sun fall in love?

Yes, even if we look at each other from the horizon.

Unpretentious

I am Bo Feng Wu Tian, ​​the lawless Wu Tian, ​​the Wu Tian who died young.

I have a not-so-secret secret: I like Kakashi Hatake - I love Kakashi Hatake.

However, that day, when the tip of the knife pierced my skin, I knew that this was the end of the wave.

Sure enough, I died.

I was 11 years old when I died. I didn't have time to catch up with midsummer, didn't have time to become a Jonin, didn't have time to see my nephew born, and didn't have time to see the Fourth Hokage ascend the throne.

I didn’t even have time to tell him, I want to be with you.

I saw my teammates crying, I saw Teacher Qinghe's silence, I saw Master Tsunade's rage, I saw the sadness of my colleagues at the same time, I saw the pain of my brother and sister-in-law, and I also saw his abnormality.

——I have always had a tacit understanding with him. I know that he decided to continue to like me and continue to love me until everything turns to dust.

But that was too painful.

I wanted to talk to him, to everyone, and tell them they might as well forget about me.

Unfortunately, no one could see me, so I reluctantly went to the Pure Land.

When I saw him again, I was still 11 years old and he was 31 years old.

I listened to him tell stories about these years, but I could no longer suppress my thoughts.

I asked him, what's your story?

He laughed, laughing at me for asking even though I knew the answer.

He still has a good temper, and even if I mess around, he will take everything into his own hands.

He said he volunteered.

I took the sunflower and wanted to cry but couldn't.

In the end, we agreed not to meet too early, but when we meet again, I will go back to pick him up personally.

When it gets dark, I will disappear too.

Before leaving, I hugged the boy again.

Well, I really love him so much that my heart seems to be beating violently.

Be patient, I told myself.

——Even the sun in Santu River will give the moon enough light.

We will meet again, one day.

Until that day, ashes will return to ashes, dust will return to dust.

When that day comes, I will pick him up in person.

When that day comes, I will tell him the love I have felt over the years.