Naruto hodgepodge

The sky was dyed a light golden color by the afterglow of the setting sun, and the vast grassland gradually became quiet in the twilight. An escort team composed of Konoha ninjas was quietly marching. Their mission was to ensure that the envoys of the Hidden Cloud Village left the border of the Land of Fire safely. At present, the mission has been successfully completed and on the return journey, the leading ninjas have already performed other tasks. The task of escorting a caravan back to Konoha was given to Itachi and several companions. Among them, the youngest ninja, Uchiha Itachi, just graduated from the Ninja School last year. This is his first time to perform such an important mission.

At sunset, the Konoha Ninja team was on their way back. Uchiha Itachi had a particularly good relationship with two of his companions. Unlike other team members, they were not in awe of Itachi or alienated from him, but truly regarded him as a friend.

The male companion is named Fengjian Lan, he has short black hair and bright eyes, always smiling, giving people a warm feeling like the sun. The female companion is named Yueying Wu, she has long silver hair that sparkles softly in the sun, and her eyes are as bright as the stars in the night sky.

"Itachi, you know what? This is the first time I've carried out such an important mission!" Feng Jianlan said excitedly, his face filled with pride and joy.

"Me too!" Yueying Wu interrupted, "Itachi, you are really amazing! You have such strong strength at such a young age. You will definitely become the pride of our Konoha in the future."

"You are indeed very powerful, but I am no worse than you. I will repay your favor." Fengjian Lan said with a stern expression, very dissatisfied with his poor performance when he was rescued by Itachi before.

Itachi smiled and nodded. Although he didn't like to talk much, he felt warm in his heart when he heard what Feng Jianlan said. He knew that he was not alone, and having these friends around him made him feel extremely precious.

Itachi rubbed his head a little embarrassedly, he was not used to accepting compliments from others. But when he saw the sincere eyes of Yueyingwu and Fengjianlan, he felt a warm current in his heart.

"Thank you," Itachi said softly, "I feel lucky to have you here, too."

Walking behind the caravan, the three smiled at each other. Their friendship was as warm and dazzling as the golden light of the setting sun. Their figures gradually faded away in the afterglow of the setting sun, leaving behind laughter and joy. However, this tranquility and beauty did not last long. When they reached a remote canyon, the air around them suddenly became chilly. A gust of cold wind blew, and a strange whistling sound echoed in the canyon.

"Everyone be careful!" Itachi's intuition told him that there was danger here. He was about to warn everyone and his companions, but it was too late. A mysterious man wearing a mask suddenly appeared in front of them. His movements were as fast as lightning, and people could not see his movements clearly. The guards outside the caravan and other ordinary people were instantly stabbed in the neck by the masked man, like a ghost.

"Swoosh!" A flash of cold light passed by, and Yueying Wu instantly fell into a pool of blood. Their eyes were filled with fear and confusion, as if asking: "Why? Why is this happening?"

Itachi had been very calm. According to his strength, he was already in danger. Fengjian Lan used the kunai in his hand to knock away the kunai that rushed towards Itachi, "Don't stand there Itachi, run." Seeing the brutal masked man protecting Itachi, even though he knew he would die, he resolutely rushed towards the masked man in front of him, and a burst of blood flew by.

Itachi was stunned, his eyes were blurry, tears and grief intertwined. He couldn't believe this was true, thinking back to what Kazama Arashi had said just now: I will return your love. His companions left him just like that. His heart was trembling, and the huge grief made him almost unable to breathe.

"Ah——" Itachi let out a sad roar, his Sharingan instantly opened, his eyes flashed with blood-red light, and two magatama flashed in his eyes. Even though he was usually calm, he became angry and wanted to avenge his friends. He wanted to make the masked man pay a heavy price.

However, Itachi was still too young, and his strength was not enough to compete with the masked man. After several rounds, he was already covered in wounds, but he still had no intention of giving up. He relied on the power of the Sharingan and his firm will to attack the masked man again and again.

The masked man didn't seem to expect Itachi to be so tenacious, and he became impatient. He attacked again, and a powerful fire ninjutsu attacked Itachi. Itachi couldn't dodge in time, was scratched by the ninjutsu, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem..." Itachi struggled to stand up, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained firm. "I... must... avenge you!" He said this with difficulty, and then rushed towards the masked man again.

However, this time his attack did not work, and was easily dodged by the masked man. The masked man looked at Itachi's determined eyes and tenacious fighting spirit, and seemed to admire him. "Boy, I admire your eyes, but your strength is still far from it." He said coldly, "I will let you go today, and come to me again when you become stronger."

After saying this, a vortex appeared and the masked man disappeared on the spot.

Itachi finally carried the body of his companion and walked towards Konoha step by step. In the night, his figure seemed particularly lonely and heavy. His heart was aching for the lost companion and for his own powerlessness.

When Uchiha Itachi returned to Konoha with exhaustion and grief, he walked heavily into the Hokage's office and told the Hokage everything about what happened to Kazama Arashi and Tsukikage Mai, how he opened his Sharingan and fought with the masked man. The Hokage was silent for a long time, expressed deep condolences to Itachi, and affirmed his courage and strength.

Later, Itachi returned home, and it was already dark. Under the dim light, he saw his father, Uchiha Fugaku, sitting at the table, waiting for his return. Itachi walked up and whispered to his father everything that had happened. When he talked about opening the Sharingan, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but more of it was grief for the lost companions.

Fugaku was silent for a moment after listening to Itachi's story. He raised his head and looked at his son's deep Sharingan, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "Itachi, you are worthy of being my son." He finally praised, "You have successfully opened the Sharingan, which is the honor of our Uchiha clan."

However, Fugaku's words did not comfort Itachi. He frowned slightly, looking at his father's calm face, and a sense of inexplicable disappointment surged in his heart. He felt that his father did not really care about his pain of losing his companions, but only cared about whether he successfully opened the Sharingan. This disappointment and pain quietly spread in Itachi's heart. He felt that there seemed to be an insurmountable gap between him and his father. He lowered his head silently and said nothing more.

Sasuke walked in, his face filled with joy at seeing Itachi. As usual, he approached Itachi expectantly, hoping to spend some time with his brother. "Brother, you're back! Great, come with me to practice." His words were full of desire to practice with Itachi.

However, Itachi's heart was heavy as lead at the moment. He had just finished talking with his father, and his heart was still lingering with the grief of losing his companions and the indifference of his father. However, when he saw Sasuke's innocent smile and expectant eyes, he really couldn't bear to disappoint his brother.

Itachi took a deep breath, trying to hide the pain in his heart. He gently said to Sasuke: "I'm sorry, Sasuke. I'm really tired today and can't practice with you." There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice.

When Sasuke heard Itachi's refusal, his mood immediately became depressed. He showed an aggrieved expression on his face, and a glimmer of loss flashed in his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly, said nothing more, and just stood aside silently.

Itachi felt a pang of pain when he saw Sasuke like this. He knew that his refusal made his brother feel hurt and sad. Although he was in extreme pain, he didn't want Sasuke to suffer the same pain.

So Itachi reached out and gently tapped Sasuke's forehead. This action was a unique way of intimacy between them as brothers, and every time Itachi did this, Sasuke would feel a little comforted and warm.

"Don't be sad, Sasuke." Itachi said softly, "Next time, I will definitely accompany you to practice next time, okay?" His tone revealed his love and apology for his younger brother.

When Sasuke heard Itachi say this, the sense of loss in his heart was slightly relieved. He nodded and forced a smile: "Okay, brother. Then you should go to bed early." After that, he turned and left the room.

Itachi looked at Sasuke's back as he left, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that his actions today had hurt his brother, but he really didn't have the energy to deal with more things. He just wanted to be alone and lick his wounds.

Back in the room, Itachi sat quietly beside the bed, his eyes deep and heavy, as if he was lost in endless contemplation. His thoughts drifted back to the past, and the happy times he had spent with Fengjian Lan and Yueying appeared before his eyes like a movie. Their laughter and sincere friendship were deeply engraved in his heart.

However, these beautiful memories were like a sharp knife cutting into his heart, causing him to feel pain and loss. He could not accept the fact that his friends had left him like this, and he was powerless to do anything about it. This pain and helplessness made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

At the same time, he was also disappointed and confused by his father Uchiha Fugaku's attitude. He didn't understand why his father was so indifferent to his pain, why he simply praised him for opening the Sharingan without caring about his inner feelings. This indifferent attitude made him feel that there seemed to be an insurmountable gap between him and his father.

In this mood, Itachi decided to find Shisui, who was both his teacher and friend, to share his worries. Shisui was one of the people closest to him, not only his teacher, but also his friend and spiritual mentor. Itachi believed that only Shisui could understand his pain and confusion and give him some guidance and advice.

So, Itachi got up and left the room, heading towards Shisui's residence. When he arrived at Shisui's door, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then knocked gently. The door opened, and Shisui appeared at the door at home. He saw Itachi's heavy expression and immediately realized what had happened. He didn't say anything, but silently motioned Itachi to come in.

In Shisui's room, Itachi told him everything about his experiences and feelings. He talked about the pain of losing his companions, his dissatisfaction with his father's indifferent attitude, and his confusion and bewilderment about the future. Itachi spoke emotionally and sincerely, pouring out his heart.

Shisui listened quietly, his eyes were deep and calm, as if he could see into every corner of Itachi's heart. When Itachi finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Itachi, I understand your pain and confusion. Losing a friend is an unspeakable pain, and your father's indifference also makes you disappointed and confused. However, you must understand that everyone has his own way to go, and everyone has his own pain to bear. You can't expect others to fully understand your feelings, nor can you rely on others' sympathy and comfort to heal your pain."

“You have to learn to face your own pain and confusion and draw strength from them. You have to trust your heart and intuition and find your own direction and goals. Only in this way can you truly grow and become stronger.”

Itachi listened to Shisui's words, and a warm current surged in his heart. He felt that he was understood and cared for. He knew that Shisui was right, he could not rely on others' sympathy and comfort to heal his pain, he must learn to face and deal with these pains and confusions by himself.

So, he raised his head, looked into Shisui's deep and calm eyes and said firmly: "Thank you, Shisui. I understand what you mean. I will try to face my pain and confusion and draw strength from them."