Itachi Swing

In the bamboo house, Itachi still kept his original posture and leaned on the seat, staring blankly at the dancing candle flames for a long time, his eyes were as cold and dark as obsidian, and it was only when the warm orange candlelight reflected the faint orange red that he felt that these eyes were alive. of.The other servants in the room were called down by Gui Shark before leaving, only Ling in Tsing Yi sat silently by the piano and bowed her head in silence.

"Ling, back off too." Itachi's eyes were still fixed on the candle.

"Yes." Ling bowed and retracted her sleeves, without seeing her expression, she left leisurely like a wisp of blue wind.The whole person, like her name, is Lingling and lonely.

"Wait." Itachi's voice suddenly increased, struggling to stand up in an instant.Seeing this, Ling hurriedly turned around to support Itachi's unstable body, and only half-kneeled on the ground to listen to the orders when Itachi was stable.

"Head up." Itachi's voice was still cold as an order.

Ling raised her head obediently, her delicate face was not so shockingly beautiful, but the eyes on her fair face were really dark, as black as the thickest night, unreasonable, so thick that it seemed to absorb all the blackness in the world, in layers The best selected in the layer filter.Black and white, so extreme two colors.Itachi's marble-like cold, clear and inorganic pupils were instantly dyed with a layer of gentle infatuation, he lowered his head, and kissed those charming eyes with his thin and ruthless lips.

"Why..." Ling heard the master ask in pain, and now the master's brows were wrinkled together again into a lingering sorrow, Ling secretly guessed in her heart, it always happens like this every time.

Patta, a small warm water splash lightly hit Ling's eyelids.

Every time, always like this.Ling's originally sad and joyless Jingzi's heart can't help but sigh, seeing through others, why bother.

"You go down too." Itachi felt that he had lost his composure, and he stroked the soft and smooth black hair soothingly, and his cold face seemed to be relieved: "You also have a good rest." (Brother Itachi actually wanted to smile and comfort What a crush, what a pity, the facial nerves...... um)

"Yes." Ling's voice remained the same, as if what happened just now hadn't happened. (Being with Brother Weasel for a long time, nothing happened. Contagious.) The secret to staying with the master for a long time: Docile is the first condition.

Huh~~~~, when the candle is extinguished, a wisp of green smoke rises up, hereby~~~~ the door is gently closed.

Itachi lay tiredly on the bed, the wound on his chest throbbing with pain.This is not a problem with the scorpion. The wound was treated very well by the scorpion. The surrounding area was sprinkled with anesthetic powder and Chakra was used to speed up the healing of the wound.No wonder the long and yellowish memories in my brain surged disobediently today. It turned out that my body had involuntarily sensed the child's breath.

Sasuke, Itachi's voice in the dark is full of sadness, but even though every time he is sad and heartbroken, Itachi still whispers Sasuke's name over and over again, as if calling his name so many times can get that child Like a sweet answer.

Wasn't she ready to be killed by him, but she couldn't help crying after only one wound.The child whom I love with my whole life, I can't wait to tear his bones and cramps to eat his flesh.Itachi curled up like a dying shrimp in a boiling water pot, tightly covering the wound on his chest with his hands, feeling that the bandaged wound seemed to be sprouting new flesh and blood, and the sheets on the bed were wrinkled and messed up by his restless body.

Sasuke hated him, and he didn't realize that he wanted him to be tortured after he killed him.The bone-piercing pain spread, paralyzed and tormented Itachi.

"Sasuke..." His forehead was sweating in pain, and the stomach disease caused by the irregular life also started to squirm at the moment when the owner was weak.I used to have a bad stomach, but every time there was always the stomach medicine stuffed in the ninja bag by Sasuke.

But it's okay, didn't you see him after being stabbed?I also heard him call the word "brother" unintentionally. It's a long-lost address. The punishment--it's worth it.

Eyes as bright and vivid as midnight, the moment you looked at me when you were born, I will live forever, and I will not be reincarnated.

I slept very unsteadily that night, tossing and turning was only a light sleep, dreaming one after another, the cells in my brain were active all night, in my dream, there were large expanses of pink cherry blossoms, brilliant and endless, as if the rays of light in the sky were all upside down On the earth, full of radiance, the child's laughter in the cherry blossom forest seems to be hidden behind every tree, and when I look for it, I find that there is no one behind the tree, but the laughter is still scattered throughout the forest.The child giggled and said: "Look for me, look for me, isn't my brother amazing? If you find me, you will be rewarded!" In a daze, he seemed to see his parents' silhouettes among the faint pink. He was a little anxious and wanted to ask Where did Sasuke's parents hide, why can't they always find it.The footsteps running towards his parents were messy and hurried, his clothes were flying behind the wind, but no matter how Itachi chased his parents, his figure still didn't grow bigger.The road that can't be finished, the shadow that can't be touched. "Clatter" Itachi sat up straight, and the quilt around his waist slid aside.I, who is good at using dreams to control others, unexpectedly fell into the strange circle of dreams.Looking up, the sky outside the window is dark blue, and the moon is faintly beginning to fade.When I touched the pillow, it was cold.

Itachi covered his face, regretting that he had to come out of the dream.Even if it was a nightmare, there was Sasuke in that dream.

Between us, there are mountains of corpses, rivers of blood and tears, and the hands that were once tightly held can now only hold vengeful death.Familiar strangers, that's it.The person he loves the most in this world hates him the most.Do you regret it?Itachi asked himself more than once.From the time when the family was just destroyed to the present, from the beginning of firm self-sufficiency to the later doubts and then to the final—regret.

To be honest, in fact, I really regret it.At that time, the young man was passionate and fearless, and he was called a genius because he thought he could save the world.With this youthful and innocent impulse, he thought it was honorable and brave to accept the task of exterminating the family, and he was relieved for his righteous extermination of relatives to eliminate the war.His family wanted to rebel, and he killed them all with his own hands as a way of maintaining peace.At that time, he was so high-spirited that he could give his life for the so-called truth let alone his own future?Isn't it just becoming an S-rank traitor and being hunted down by all righteous ways?Worth it for justice.When he cruelly killed his strict father and loving mother, although he was sad, he still waved the knife in his hand thinking of the overall peace and tranquility in the future.Father has long been lying in a pool of blood with disbelief on his face, indeed, he was a sneak attack, even if he was a genius, he would not easily take down the Uchiha patriarch at that time

.Known as the most powerful person in the clan.Then there is the mother who protects her father. At that moment, the always gentle and gentle woman bravely and tragically witnessed the power of so-called love.But his knife is very long, and the illusion has already been arranged.The knife pierced through the mother's chest and went straight to the father's heart.There are also many colors on Itachi's body. After all, it is still very difficult for one person to kill the strongest family in Konoha. (Although there is an accomplice, it is mainly done independently)

The blood of his dearest relative sprayed warmly on his face and body, like the embrace of his mother when he was a child when he fell asleep singing.He froze in place, unable to believe that he really did it.The mother's expression was surprised at first, but immediately softened and relieved. The mother didn't go straight to the heart like the father, so she still held her breath. Feeling that the mother had something to say, she squatted down and listened.

Mother's hands were warm and soft, with loving mother's love, she slowly repeated Itachi's hair that became messy when she killed someone, and softly instructed in a weak voice: "The medicine box is on the sixth shelf on the third floor of the closet. Don’t press the wound while sleeping.” Hu~hu~hu, the sound of my mother’s breathing, and when she gathered enough energy, she asked again: “In the future, you must learn to take good care of yourself by yourself.” He hesitated for a while and then said; “No, if If possible, I hope you can let Sasuke go and take good care of him." At this time, the mother had already helped him wipe the blood stained on his face with his sleeve, and after looking carefully for a while, he said with relief: "My son finally He is a strong one." A smile climbed up his blood-stained cheeks, and his mother's pride was in his eyes.

Itachi's tears had already quietly fallen, sliding down his neck and disappearing.

The mother struggled to climb to the father's side, resting her head on the father's broad chest and wrapping her arms around his waist. At that moment, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood, the tenderness of bowing her head, and the shyness that could not bear the cool breeze.Mother closed her eyes happily.When Itachi thought his mother had gone, and burst into tears, the mother's weak voice came tremblingly, so weak that it almost disappeared into the boundless night: "Son, don't cry~." The night wind finally dissipated completely.

From injury to death, his mother didn't blame him for half a point.

He wished his mother would slap him hard.

The door behind him was pushed open at this moment, and the cold electricity quickly ran up his back like a snake.In the darkness, he stood up slowly, listening to Sasuke's uneasy breathing in the air and asking in shock: "Who is it?"

Under the moonlight, he turned his head with difficulty, and the cold moonlight shone on his blood-spattered face and expressionless face.

"Brother?" Sasuke screamed.

He looked at him quietly, seeing the joy and disbelief in his eyes.

Under the door of the room, it appeared that the younger brother was thin and thin, and the younger brother was so weak.Itachi frowned inwardly, he only relied on himself since he was a child, if I were gone, who would protect him like me?In an instant, he made a decision, and his mother's last words were still ringing in his ears: take good care of Sasuke.Mother, there is no eternal companionship in this world. Only when he is strong can he be well "cared for" by fate.

The cruel month is a gift from your elder brother for your growth, Sasuke, you have to keep it.

The scream pierced through the night, those eyes that were as bright as midnight, the crystal-clear person he wanted to care for all his life, was covered with a thick layer of soil after walking around in the monthly world.

"Brother, stop. Don't let me see..." Sasuke cried, his body fell to the ground and twitched in pain.The beautiful face was in a mess.

Look, look, learn to grow if you are optimistic, there is no reason in this world that you can't live without someone.You have to live by yourself, no one will help you anymore.

Sasuke, who was crying hoarsely, collapsed groggyly. Itachi thought he was unconscious and wanted to take a step closer. After all, he would never have a chance to approach him again. At that moment, Sasuke raised his head suddenly, eyes shining like obsidian The fire burned, and the fierce hatred seemed to turn into a solid body and kill Itachi from the air, taking back the foot that Itachi took a step away.

Sasuke was crying so hard that he couldn't make a sound, his throat was full of hoarse broken sounds, but seeing the lip-shaped Itachi wriggling up and down was almost knocked down, the world suddenly turned into a mosaic—brother, I hate you.

When leaving, Sasuke shot off the forehead with a shuriken, and the brother who was unconscious was forced to straighten his back by hatred and kill the fleeing Itachi all the way.

That sword consumed all of Sasuke's strength, and he fell limply and unconscious again.The moment Itachi watched the precious child fall down, the tears that had been stored for a long time flowed down his stern cheeks. In the dim eyes of tears, he wanted to hug his brother's soft body again, but he saw the blood-stained body with his half-stretched hands. The traces are let down.I am so dirty, how can I deserve it.

Itachi, who has always been as cold as icebergs and snowy mountains, cried all the way to the meeting place with "Xiao".

The road that can't be finished, the shadow that can't be touched.Sasuke, you and I can only have a close relationship in this life.

If time can be turned back, I will hold your hand tightly, and live or die with Uchiha's war to subvert and seek power.If your growth must be accompanied by the baptism of death, then let me die, and die in front of you so that you will still remember my kindness.