Naruto: My and Obito's mutual redemption

After more than two months of searching, the ninjas of Konoha basically found nothing. It was as if Yuyan and Obito had disappeared from the face of the earth, with no trace of their bodies. Only in the last river that Minato had discovered were their weapons and Obito's goggles found. The goggles were covered in blood and full of traces of wear and tear, which showed how dangerous the battle was at that time.

"It seems like there is really no hope..." Sarutobi Hiruzen listened to the report sent back by his ninjas, sat dejectedly at his desk, and slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand.

Tsunade returned directly to the battlefield since she couldn't find it last time. She has been attacking the Iwagakure ninjas like crazy recently and killed many enemy soldiers, but it still can't bring her any comfort.

"First it was Rope Tree and Dan... now even Yuyan is leaving me, why is God so unfair..." Tsunade was sitting alone in the room drinking, her tears had long dried up and at this moment there was no other expression on her face except for sadness.

After that incident, Minato once fell into self-blame, but he knew very well that he could not continue to be decadent. He had to continue to expand the slight advantage gained by sacrificing two students, so that the sacrifice of the two would not be wasted.

Today is the funeral ceremony that is held every once in a while. Most people in Konoha changed into black clothes and went to the cemetery to pay tribute to the ninjas who died on the battlefield.

The entire cemetery was filled with people, dark and yet very quiet. No one wanted to disturb the heroes of Konoha who were buried there, so they laid flowers and observed a moment of silence in an orderly manner.

The Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the sad scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel sad. The sacrifice of the children made this old man feel very sad. Even though the Third Hokage's regime was corrupt and incompetent, he was still the Kage of Konoha. Facing such a scene, he couldn't help but express his true feelings.

Seeing that the villagers had almost arranged the flowers, Sarutobi Hiruzen cleared his throat and began his speech as Hokage.

"Everyone, today is the day we commemorate the ninjas who died in this war. They are..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen spoke slowly with a heavy tone, reading out the familiar names on the long list one by one.

"Finally... there are two little heroes who brought a major turning point to this war. They made great contributions in the Battle of Kannabi Bridge and their whereabouts are unknown. These two little heroes are... Senju Amihiko and Uchiha Obito. Without their fighting and sacrifice, the front line would lose more compatriots. Let us bid them farewell..."

At this time, the whereabouts of the two were unknown and it seemed that they were most likely dead. Sarutobi Hiruzen no longer cared about Yuyan's surname. He was there to protect him when he was alive, but now that he was dead, there was no need to hide the contributions of the Senju clan. So Sarutobi Hiruzen decided to let Yuyan's name be engraved on the memorial tablet with the family's surname.

At this moment, the information of the two in Konoha Village will be completely sealed, which also means...they are completely dead in the eyes of Konoha Village.

Now that the funeral has been held, many people who didn't know Yu Yan's whereabouts have gradually learned the truth. Originally Fugaku, Kushina, Shisui, Xiao Lin... including the elderly in Yu Yan's family, are all heartbroken.

Yuyan's grandmother couldn't accept the news of the death of her two grandsons and fell ill in bed. It was only with the help of Sarutobi Hiruzen and Tsunade that they arranged for some people to take care of her.

The old woman never expected that her two children would die so young. What if they became heroes? She had seen too many heroes in her life, but unfortunately, they all turned into dry bones in the end...

Orochimaru did not attend the funeral, but looked at his own incubator with hope. When Sarutobi Hiruzen announced the death of the two, he used the Impure World Reincarnation, and as expected, no one was reincarnated.

"Forget it. Since the teacher thinks they are dead, then let them be."

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Several months have passed, and today is Obito's twelfth birthday. Unfortunately, the person he cherishes the most is not around. Thinking of how Yu Yan never let him down on his birthday since he was five years old, he always prepared many surprises for himself...but he never prepared anything for Yu Yan. Although Yu Yan himself didn't know his birthday, he now felt guilty for neglecting this thought.

"When I find you, I will give you the best..."

Obito secretly swore in his heart that he must make up for the gifts he had missed out on to Yuyan over the years.

These days are the darkest time for the sunny and cheerful puppy Obito. Madara's ruthlessness and Yuyan's whereabouts are very uncomfortable for Obito, but for the sake of future reunion, he must swallow all his tears and completely discard his innocence. If he is not careful, he will be doomed. At least before Madara dies, he must not act rashly.

Madara was very anxious now, so he was very strict with Obito, asking him to take off all his clothes while Madara watched him practice. If Obito made a mistake, he would beat him with the stick in his hand without mercy.

Madara didn't care at all about making the boy more injured. He knew that Obito had a strong recovery ability now. No matter how hard he hit him, all the wounds on Obito's body would be healed by the next day.

As usual, he came to his training place and took off his clothes. He was used to this training mode. Although it hurt every time he was beaten, he could only hold back his tears and continue to practice. Every time at this time, Obito would think of the days when Yuyan patiently taught him ninjutsu...

Just as Obito took off his clothes, Madara came over with a cane. Obito saw that Madara seemed a little bit abnormal today, and thought silently in his heart.

"Why is Madara like this? Is he really going to die? Great! Die quickly!"

Although he was furious in his heart, Obito's face was expressionless. He had learned to keep this expression in the past year, which was very good at hiding his emotional fluctuations. Madara didn't mind Obito's gloomy face. In his opinion, these were what a strong man must have.

Madara raised his eyes and slowly looked at the little boy in front of him, feeling very satisfied. He was indeed a genius, and in less than a year he had basically learned all of his ninjutsu. Even if there were some that he couldn't perform at the moment, as Obito grew up, these would not be difficult.

"Ahem... Obito, you have made a lot of progress these days, and now I have nothing to teach you. Just practice on your own... I am about to die, but I believe that with your ability, you can revive me soon. Then we can cooperate with each other and perfectly realize the 'Moon Eye' plan..."

Madara seemed to have already started explaining his affairs after his death, and Obito was listening very carefully at this time. He would go find Yuyan immediately after this old man died.

At this time, Madara took a breath and then continued with difficulty: "I have told you everything I should tell you. The rest depends on you... I suggest you wait until you are fourteen years old before going out. From today on, you will practice on your own..."

Uchiha Madara finished talking and slowly turned around to leave the training ground. As he walked out, he turned back and ordered again: "My weapons, the Flame Fan and the Scythe of the God of Death, will be inherited by you. Do your job well. Before I revive, you are... Uchiha Madara."

Obito was very excited. The old man was indeed making arrangements for his funeral. He would probably die within a week. By then, he could remove the restriction on his eye technique and go find Yuyan.

Where is Yuyan? Will he be alright given his injuries? Obito couldn't help but worry again. Has Yuyan returned to the village? It's all my fault that he got hurt...

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