[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

For the first time in many years, he was able to stay close to the unblurred Obito for a long time, and Kaka's suit was very addictive.

He lay on the bed for several days, waiting to be taken care of every day in a half-dead state, stretching out his clothes to eat and opening his mouth, desperately trying to take advantage in various senses.

Harry, Ichiga, and Itachi, the three adults (including adults on the psychological level) understand this, but the children don't understand the twists and turns.

The six-year-old Neji perfectly inherited Hyuga's ancestral uprightness. One day after training after class, he stood at the door of Kakashi's room with his hips akimbo, imitating Ichiga's usual appearance of lecturing, and said solemnly: "Kaka Brother Xi, don't lie on the bed and be lazy, your body has already recovered, you can see it with your eyes open!"

The actor Kakashi's acting career fell short in front of Tong Yan Tong Yu.

Obito, who has been a [-]/[-] personal nanny for a long time, is very angry when he learns that he was cheated.

He immediately wanted to open the space-time gap to escape, but just disappeared for a second, and then reappeared, like seeing a ghost: "What the hell?! The guy who invaded my different space threw a lot of garbage in it!"

He didn't know where the enemy was hiding, so he didn't dare to leave. He angrily returned to his small room, locked the door and began to close himself infinitely.

Kakashi observed for two days, and found that Obito didn't take a rest and run away like before. He simply took all the vacations he hadn't taken for many years, squatted persistently at the door of Obito's room, and talked nicely .

He is actually not a talkative person, but after so many years of separation, he has accumulated a lot of things he wants to say in his heart, and if he speaks slowly, he can also show some eloquent effects.

It sounds a lot, but in summary there are only two meanings——

"I miss you."

"you are my hero."

The 19-year-old Uchiha Obito, who still insists that this world is a hell of pain, lives in the world like a wandering ghost for revenge, once again feels the long-lost experience from the past in this straightforward and endless narration. fetters.

He sat in the dim room, leaning against the door panel, watching his patron saint made of silver mist, constantly melting, reorganizing, stretching, and deforming...

In the end, he transformed from a soft and harmless little rabbit into a wolf with sharp claws, brave and fearless.

On the second day, Obito quickly made all necessary preparations, activated his kaleidoscope Sharingan ability, and plunged headlong into the different space to fight the unknown intruder fully armed.

Kakashi, who was talking dry-mouthedly, looked at the empty room speechlessly and sighed.

In less than a week, Kakashi's birthday will arrive.

Ninjas from non-clan backgrounds don't have any serious coming-of-age rites, and most of them celebrate with their relatives, friends, or fellow teachers.

Compared with the childhood that everyone hated, Kakashi, whose temperament changed drastically in his youth, has accumulated a lot of popularity. Someone came to invite him early in the morning, from his mentor Minato's family, to young classmates at the same time, to Anbe's Juniors...the schedule for the day is full.

Even Zilai, who was not in Muye Village, sent congratulatory messages from thousands of miles away, sending a very personal birthday gift written by himself.

The young man who had just grown up was spinning around between several sessions, and was dragged to drink some wine. When he returned home, it was already late at night.

Harry and Yihe were still up, sitting and chatting in the living room, and when they saw him come back, they waved for him to come over.

"Shall we talk about it?" said Harry, "about that engagement over a year ago."

Kakashi was also thinking about this matter in his heart, knelt down in front of the two elders, and said solemnly: "I have made a decision."

He took off his mask solemnly, and saluted Harry: "Please, don't worry, leave him to me."

Harry said: "First of all, you have to think about it. This road is not so easy. You will encounter many misunderstandings, criticisms and criticisms, and you will face the strange eyes of most people. Your relationship cannot be legally protected. There will be no maintenance of blood, and you will have nothing but love and trust."

"Secondly, and the most crucial point - he may not necessarily accept you."

"You knew him as a child, and you should know that he has only shown his love and yearning for the opposite sex so far. For the same sex, he only has friendship and a normal desire to compete. What's more, he has encountered such a bad thing. Heartbroken and overwhelmed, he is completely different from before the incident. He suffers from severe post-traumatic stress disorder syndrome, dark, extreme, full of hatred, hope and faith are gone. He lacks a sense of security, It’s hard to trust people anymore, maybe even the ability to love has been lost.”

"With him like this, are you sure he can give you the response you want?"

The silver-haired young man didn't think long before he gave a clear answer: "Ah...Actually, in my imagination, there is no obsession that two people must be 'together'. He doesn't need to love me, or even You don’t need to trust me, because I just want to chase him, protect him, heal him, make him feel that he is also needed and bound, so that he can live well, and that’s enough.”

"If he can't accept me, but he is willing to accept someone better than me—" He choked up a bit, with strong reluctance and bitterness in his expression, but he still insisted, "I will definitely support him to make A more appropriate choice."

Harry's eyes were a little complicated, and his mood was even more mixed.

"I watched you grow up, Kakashi, you are like him, you are like my child. Not only him, I also hope that you can be happy." He persuaded, "You don't owe him anything, you don't need put yourself in such a low position."

Kakashi lowered his eyes and stared at the ground, and replied resolutely and firmly: "He is worth it. I drink poison to quench my thirst, and I am happy with it."

——Perhaps this is the love that only belongs to the younger generation. It is desperate, straightforward and pure, and only seeks to give without expecting anything in return.

Harry was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "Forget it, with your temper, you have never bumped into the south wall and never looked back since you were young. Since you have made up your mind, I can only bless you."

He pulled out his wand and cast a short-term spell on Kakashi. It wasn't the kind of love magic that could make anyone who saw it fall into a hopeless ecstasy, but... it made Kakashi shine even more And charming.

Released should almost be able to compete with Minato for the position of chief village grass.

Ichiga, who didn't participate in the conversation from the beginning to the end, took out an old but well-kept booklet and handed it to Kakashi.

He said: "You'd better look ahead, maybe it will be useful."

After a short pause, he instructed again: "Don't hurt him, and don't hurt yourself."

Although Kakashi is an adult physically, his mind is still in his ignorant youth, and he was confused by the hints from his elders.

He picked up the booklet, opened it and looked at it for two seconds, then immediately put it down with a red face.

He stammered: "This, this, this development may be too fast...!"

Harry stood up, stuffed the pamphlet into the young man's pocket, lifted him up, and pushed him out: "Oh, are we also here at your age? We are young, and everything that happens is normal. It's okay, You put it away first, and it won’t be too late to read it when you really need it.”

Kakashi's face was still burning, and he was a little puzzled when he heard this.

He was just about to say that at least he wouldn't need it in the short term, when he was pushed to the door of his room.

The door of the room was opened from the inside, Obito came out, opened a firework tube, and said among the glitter and ribbons falling down: "Qiangqiang~! It's a surprise! Happy birthday!"

He hadn't spoken in such a cheerful tone for a long time, and his voice became deep and hoarse after being injured, which sounded awkward and deliberate.

Kakashi froze in place.

Seeing his appearance clearly, Obito was also stunned.

Kakashi didn't wear a mask or forehead protector, his bangs drooped in front of his forehead, and that perfect, handsome, finely crafted face like a work of art was unreservedly exposed.His skin was already fair, but at this moment it was shrouded in a strange soft light, which made people want to stare uncontrollably.

During the brief moment when the two of them were in a trance, Harry whispered in Kakashi's ear, "Of course it's better to proceed step by step, but if there are accidents, it's not incomprehensible, just let nature take its course."

He patted the pocket containing the booklet in a gesture, pushed Kakashi into the room, and closed the door.

After completing a complete set of assists, Harry leaned against the porch and let out a long breath.

He will do this, of course, after deliberation.

Obito's inexplicable injury a while ago shocked him, and made him suddenly realize that his favorite personal disciple had been immersed in hatred for too long.

At first, he only thought that in order to pull Obito back from the crossroad as soon as possible, he must set a clear goal, or a target, to carry all the negative emotions and let Obito have a channel to vent.With things to do and revenge to avenge, there will be no time to think about those messy things.

As for the targeting of Kirigakure and the black hand behind the scenes, most of it is because the two parties are indeed the real culprits that caused Obito's psychological trauma, and the remaining small part is somewhat mixed with his personal grievances.

However, relying on revenge to attract attention has advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that the target is clear and the hatred is stable; the disadvantage is that hatred will breed more and more darkness.

So many years have passed, Obito has always been immersed in revenge, leaving behind his normal life and all social entertainment, with no other distractions, and insisting on doing his own way. Before he was 20 years old, he lived like an old man who was dying.

He is still in pain, still in despair, and still has no expectations for the future. The darkness brought about by hatred makes him deeply trapped in it without knowing it.

This is not the situation Harry wants to see, and as the main driver of this, he has to save Obito from blind hatred.

And the only thing that can dissolve hate is love.

He can provide the love of teachers and parents and the love of parents; the love of friendship and love of love can only be given to peers with soil.

Now that Kakashi has shown his intention in this regard, after verifying his sincerity, he is also willing to push forward and try his best to bridge them.

He can only help so far, and let the young man walk the rest of the way.

On the other side, in the room.

It took a while for Obito to pull his eyes away from Kakashi's radiant face with difficulty, and it took a while to regain his thoughts, and said: "The professor notified me about the birthday celebration, so I didn't have time Prepared a gift, didn't even buy a cake... Well... How about you make a wish yourself? If it's not too much, I'll find a way to make it come true for you."

Kakashi secretly pinched the booklet in his pocket, because of some bad associations, his face burned again, and his heart beat a little too fast.

Of course he wanted to make some more excessive demands, but he was afraid of appearing abrupt, so he thought about it for a while, and finally said: "Can you take off the mask and let me see your face?"

Once the soil is taken, it becomes stiff.

He said dryly: "Come on, I'm disfigured, it will scare you... It's a good day, so don't be so disappointing."

"No, how can I be scared so easily?" Kakashi smiled slightly, and the room seemed to be brightened by this smile, "I'm really curious, I really want to know what you will be like when you grow up ——The last time I saw you was six years ago, when you were 13 years old..."

Obito still insisted on refusing: "No, it's better for you to change your wish. My face...is terrible, I feel terrible...you might spit it out after seeing it..."

While talking, he involuntarily kept peeking at Kakashi's face from the corner of his eye, thinking, obviously he watched it countless times during the days when he was a nurse, why did he look so good today?Extra...attractive?

In comparison, except for Minato-sensei's level of appearance, most people would feel ashamed, right?

A person with such a pretty face, seeing his ugly face, probably... no, absolutely can't stand it!

Kakashi suddenly remembered the tricks that worked before, tried to put his hands together, and said expectantly: "Please?"

……

...too much! !

It's disgusting!How could there be such a brazen person in this world? !This guy—this guy just put his pretty face on his face and softly said "please"...?

Don't bring such a foul! ! !

Obito couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You are despicable!"

Kakashi: "...?"

Now that things have happened, Obito decided not to think so much about the hateful guy. Since the idiot Kakashi insists on making fun of himself, let him do as he wishes!

Anyway, there is only one chance to wish, and there is no way to regret it if it is wasted! !

Obito stretched out his hand recklessly, and pushed the mask over his head.

He thought viciously: Look!Isn't it just a disfigured face!Nightmare after watching it!Take a look and regret for a lifetime! !

In fact, Kakashi was petrified.

For a moment, Obito thought that he would cry out of fright—this realization made Obito a little soft-hearted.

There is really no way, the idiot Kakashi really overestimated his psychological endurance. After all, this guy has been like this since he was a child.Wait until it happens and regret it!

... Sigh, forget it, since our lord has a lot, we don't care about so much.

Obito thought about it, and raised his hand to take off the mask, so as to cover his bad face again.

But Kakashi held his wrist to prevent him from moving the mask, and stretched out his other hand, sticking it to the mutilated half of his face that had been crushed by stones.

Kakashi's body temperature was on the low side, but the white cells used to repair Obito's half of his body had a lower temperature, so when Kakashi's hand was attached, Obito felt that he was about to be burned.

However, that hand was more than just sticking to his face, tentatively touching it and finding that he didn't dodge it, it moved and stroked gently with its fingertips and palm.

And the beautiful face of the owner of the hand—and the eyes staring at him—the sadness, pain, and shock that almost overflowed from it, dragged his heart, and fell heavily .

Obito didn't dare to take another look, closed his eyes in despair, and muttered, "I said something terrible..."

"No, it's not scary at all." Kakashi retorted softly, "Not only is it not scary, but it's also handsome. These scars are medals for heroes."

With his eyes closed, Obito lost his vision, but his other senses became more acute.He heard Kakashi continue to say: "There is a word that I didn't have time to say last time."

"--thanks."

"Thank you for protecting me, thank you for saving my life, thank you for showing me the direction of life, thank you... for giving me this Sharingan. I am very grateful, Captain Obito."

Obito's tears flowed down his cheeks at the captain's sentence, which was six years late.

He opened his eyes, and through his hazy vision, he saw that Kakashi was also crying, not only the bright red Sharingan, but also Kakashi's own eye that was crying.

As he watched, Kakashi leaned forward, hot breath on his forehead, followed by equally hot but soft, quivering lips.

Obito was stunned for a moment.

He was only treated like this by his elder relatives who had not passed away before he was two or three years old. He suddenly received a forehead kiss from his peers. Mean...? Why did you... kiss my forehead?"

He didn't use Sharingan, his black eyes were wet, and he looked dazed, not like a young man who was nearly 20 years old, but like a little boy back then, pure and innocent, not stupid.

Kakashi looked at him, and amidst the heartache and pity, there was some extra throbbing.

The distance between the two of them, and the posture of the two of them, are really... perfect for a kiss.

A kiss that landed in a more fitting place.

Unable to restrain himself, Kakashi held the scarred face full of hero medals, turned his head and kissed it.

He was inexperienced and could only stick to each other jerkyly, but it was such a simple meeting of lips that made his heart surge and his heart beat wildly.

This is what kissing feels like...he thought.Intimacy, intimacy, like an inseparable bond.

However, just when he wanted to try to explore further, there was an empty space in front of him, and a burst of space distortion——

Obito is gone.