[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

Although Orochimaru's bases are indeed snake nests all over the world, Sasuke's haunts are usually concentrated in a few points, and for Yang, who uses time-space ninjutsu as an express train, it's a long time before he can find them. It was easy for Sasuke who was left with the spell.

So when the boy Sasuke returned to his room sweating from training and started to take a shower, the uninvited guest just came here uninvited...

Silently looking at someone who suddenly appeared and knocked his clothes over, Sasuke turned around expressionlessly, grabbed the robe to be washed on the other side and tied it on his body, the air pressure on his body dropped sharply for a while.

And the culprit who slipped on the soles of his feet got up calmly from the ground, regretfully carrying a large amount of wet clothes on his body, looked at the victim surrounded by black air with melancholy, and blinked innocently, "Oh, little Sasuke, it's been a long time No see! If you finish washing, let me wash it too? Ah, by the way, lend me a suit of clothes or something..." He scratched his face, and the look of anticipation on his face made Sasuke boy suddenly want to give one away. Chidori went up.

The boy walked straight out of the bathroom with a cold face, and the guy who was completely ignored took off his half-wet clothes indifferently, and happily occupied the bathroom.

Tossed a new bathrobe in the bathroom that had never been used, and took a shower again after the guy who took it for granted came out.When he came out again, that guy had already occupied his bed majestically, squinting his eyes and lying there with a drowsy appearance, his long wet hair was messily scattered behind his back.

Sasuke took out a dry towel and threw it over, "Don't wet my bed."

Lazily raising his hand to grab the towel, he turned his head and grinned, "Good boy, come and wipe it for me!"

——I just want a fire to go up and burn it all to ashes for you, bastard!

Even though he felt that he was actually very unhappy, Sasuke still complied with it with a cold face. He found that it was always difficult for him to refuse this person's words, and it has been like this since three years ago.

The boy's movements were very jerky, obviously he had never done this for others, but he carefully relaxed his movements, as if he was worried that he would hurt that person.Yang narrowed his eyes contentedly, raised his face slightly with a smile and turned to look at the handsome young man who still had a cold expression.

"Hey, little Sasuke, I haven't seen you in three years and you've grown a lot..." He showed a nostalgic smile, seeming to be filled with emotion, "You're getting more and more virtuous, and your figure is getting better and better—hiss!" He gasped in pain, but the boy holding the dry towel remained expressionless, "Sorry, slippery hands." He explained without sincerity, and the boy said without changing his face, "You continue."

— If you continue I will continue.

Reading the silent threat from the boy's dark eyes, the boy flattened his mouth and obediently got down on the ground with an aggrieved expression on his face.

The long black hair like agarwood in his hand gradually dries up, and the feeling of slipping from his fingers is cold and soft, as if the best ice silk satin can't compare to that kind of touch.Sasuke was a little dazed, he grabbed a strand of hair, for some reason he felt uncomfortable with a blockage in his heart.

"Little Sasuke, you are already a big boy..." Smiling softly, the boy closed his eyes, but sighed again, "But when will you grow into a real adult?" The boy didn't answer, he He also didn't care, lying there and continued: "During the few years you left, I often wondered, what kind of person will you become in the end, little Sasuke? Little Sasuke is very similar to my brother, although I don't know In the future, however, little Sasuke will definitely grow up to be an excellent person who can stand on his own, just like him, right?"

"...do you have a younger brother?" The young man paused, as if a little surprised.Yang closed his eyes lazily, curled the corner of his mouth, thinking infinitely, "Hey, but they're all gone."

This topic ends here.

The room fell silent.

The breathing of the person lying on the bed has slowed down steadily. Sasuke knew that he might have fallen asleep, so he gently put down the towel, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the black hair spread on the white bathrobe in a daze. He knew why he wanted to be close to this person, but as long as he was around this person, he felt that he could be fearless-but why?Sasuke couldn't figure out why and when he had put all his trust in this person.

He couldn't help reaching out to grab a handful of cool and slippery hair. He thought he was light enough, but he still woke up that person.

In Qianqian's dream, for some reason, I saw the self who was still in the Uchiha, the two younger brothers were sticking to him who was about to take a nap, and one of them hugged his arm tightly and groaned in his arms. He refused to move, and the younger one also nestled in his arms and giggled, pulling his hair with his fleshy little paws and stuffing it into his mouth—he helplessly indulged their coquettishness, but stopped his younger brother from gnawing on it again. The act of own hair.

"Don't make trouble, Quanna..."

Dazedly, he patted off the hand that was scratching his hair, muttered something vaguely, turned over and continued to sleep.

He didn't see the stunned young man standing there suddenly behind him.