[Hokage] Snow Time

Uchiha Itachi felt that he was in a state of chaos, "What's the matter with the minister", "Is it too tired", "I haven't woken up for so long", "Send it to the hospital", and there was a lot of knocking around. Hit the fragile eardrum.

very noisy.

He opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty, and found that he was surrounded by a few people wearing Anbu uniforms. Before his consciousness fully recovered, his body took the lead in reacting subconsciously, and quickly distanced himself from them with a flying body. , the kaleidoscope patterns in his eyes were flying, and he was shocked, was he attacked by Anbu?

Probably because the vigilance and hostility in his eyes were too obvious, the person closest to him hesitated and said, "Minister?"

Even the voice was exactly the same as the horse face in his memory.

Uchiha Itachi was sure he was dreaming.

The person in this world who could cast illusions on him had died in Nanhechuan many years ago.

But there is a voice in the dark: It's just a dream, don't you want to see the person in the dream, this is the first dream in so many years that is not the night of genocide.

This proposal is too tempting, it's just a dream anyway, he can leave at any time, Uchiha Itachi told himself.

If there is anything Zai Xiao has learned in these years, it is undoubtedly the control of emotions.

He retracted Sharingan, and calmed down, "Sorry, I had a nightmare."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Minister, you just scared me to death."

"Are you too tired? Didn't Lord Hokage grant you a few days off? Go back and have a good rest."

……

When he stepped out of the dark part, he still felt a little dazed, the sunlight outside was too bright, and it was a bit dazzling.

Outside is the familiar Konoha Street, where children are playing and playing around, mixed with adults' scolding.

He decided to take a look back home.

In this dream, he suddenly changed from 17 years old to 23 years old, and became the head of Anbu, so the Uchiha clan...

Itachi Uchiha was standing on the street at the entrance of the clan - this place is serene, lively and peaceful.

It was a dream after all, he thought.

He was hit on the thigh in a daze, and looked down, it was a boy wearing a tuanfan clan uniform.

The boy gave him a big bow, "I'm sorry Brother Itachi."

After getting his response, I reached out and beckoned my friend to go inside, "Let me tell you, the mung bean cake at Granny Huazi's is super delicious."

The few remaining children are all from foreign races.

Itachi frowned suspiciously. The Uchiha clan has always been xenophobic, but the people around them seem to be accustomed to this situation, but thinking about it, since it is a dream, nothing is impossible.

He stood outside the door for a long time and finally plucked up the courage to open the door. Mikoto was still pruning flower branches in the garden with a pair of scissors in her hand, "Ah, Itachi, you're back."

His eye sockets were suddenly hot and humid. After he was 13 years old, the only dream he had was the scene of his parents dying tragically under his hands, repeated and tortured back and forth.

The mother in front of her was a bit older than she remembered, with faint fine lines around her eyes, but she was still gentle and charming.

He smiled a little, hoping it wouldn't be too stiff, after all, he hadn't smiled for a long time, "I'm back, mother."

His father came out of the back room and nodded at him, as he had no expression in his memory.

Suddenly remembering something, he frowned, "Why did you come back alone?"

This sentence is very informative, who should he come back with?

Mikoto put down the scissors with a smile, "Is there a fight?"

Fu Yue's face immediately stiffened, "Apologize to me."

In the next second, he was angry: "What are you still doing here?"

He asked him to apologize without even asking why, and even kicked out his son who had just returned home. It seemed that his father really liked "that person", and even his mother didn't stop him.

Uchiha Itachi was kicked out, still holding the miso that his mother asked him to take away.

He was walking on the street in a daze, he felt as if he had forgotten something, and his intuition told him that it was very important.

"elder brother."

Itachi turned around.

Sasuke was wearing a jounin's green vest, with a Konoha forehead guard tied on his forehead, and a sword pinned to his waist. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were bright and energetic, just like Itachi hoped most when he saw his newborn brother. The way he grew up.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and poked his forehead through the forehead, "Sasuke."

"Brother!" Uchiha Sasuke frowned, he is so old that his elder brother still treats him like a child, hasn't this problem improved a lot in the past two years, why did it happen again today.

A blond boy ran from far away, waving while running, "Sasuke, Brother Itachi."

According to the memory of the crow left in Konoha in Itachi's reality, this child should be the younger brother's companion, Naruto Uzumaki.

"Naruto." That's what he'd call his brother's best friend if he ever met him.

Naruto probably just came back from his mission, and took out a wooden box from his backpack, "I brought this back from Tango Country, and it just so happens that Brother Itachi is here, so I'll go with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sasuke punched his head on the head, and a big bump was visible to the naked eye, "My brother just came back after going out for a month, do you have some eyesight?"

Naruto was still a little unconvinced, "I miss her too."

Then he was dragged away by Sasuke, "At the end of the crane, we will have a competition at the training ground."

Itachi stood where he was, with an extra wooden box in his hand. From Naruto's words, he knew that "that person" was "her". Sasuke's words were a little suspicious, what "sight"?

He probably didn't know where he was going, but his body seemed to have a memory baked into his bones. He stopped in front of a red-roofed house, and habitually took out the key from his pocket and turned the lock.

He stepped through the gate.

There is one more person in the arms.

The pretty little girl raised her head and gently kissed the corner of his lips, her eyebrows and eyes curved, "You're back."

When he froze, he could feel his heart collapse uncontrollably, very slowly but clearly enough.

But there was no such person in his memory, and he suddenly understood the reason why he always felt empty—he forgot her.

The person in the arms felt something was wrong and withdrew from his arms, and stroked his forehead worriedly, "What's wrong with you, Itachi?"

"Sorry, I don't remember you." Itachi looked into her eyes, feeling very nervous—afraid that there would be a little bit of displeasure in her eyes.

——He was almost uncontrollable and instinctively soft-hearted towards her.

"But you didn't push me away." The girl who introduced herself as Xue smiled, "I just remember, and I will tell you everything."

The broken sun fell in her pupils, shining with gentle aftermath.Itachi suddenly felt that the self in the dream must like this person very, very much.

Xue Shi stretched out his hand to him, "I'll show you our home, maybe you will have an impression."

She took him to the kitchen, "Here are the dishes, here are candies and snacks, here are..."

"Orange." He said suddenly.

Xue Shi's eyes lit up, "You remember?"

"...No, I just said it involuntarily." He watched the surprise in her eyes fade slowly, "Sorry."

"I don't like it when you tell me you're sorry." Xue Shi wrinkled her nose childishly, "Every time you say that, it's not good."

"Hold... Let's look at other places, maybe I will remember." He unconsciously used the word "we", as if it had become the most natural thing, as if the two of them were born to be together of.

"This is your bedroom."

... so big.

Xue Shi understood his unfinished words, "When you moved out that year, I went to your house for the first time and asked you: Is this room too big if you live alone? Then you and I Say……"

"Ok?"

She smiled without saying a word, with a bit of cunning like a little fox.

Itachi carefully looked around the whole room. There was a large half-french window on the wall directly opposite the door. The window sill was widened. There were two pillows on the bed, two porcelain cups on the table, and a freshly put away glass on the chair. Clothes, next to men's clothes are women's clothes, and the whole room clearly bears the traces of women's life.

and……

He saw the group photo on the low cabinet next to the bed, they were standing under a magnolia tree, she was holding a snow-white and green-eyed cat in her arms, and he reached out to embrace her from behind, his eyes full of adoration drown.

He never thought he would have such an expression—as if the whole world was in his arms.

He suddenly blushed.

"You said, it's just right if there are two people."

She did it on purpose, "your bedroom", "your room", obviously belonged to two people.

She shook her head, "I don't understand why I was so easy to deceive at the time. How could anyone use a room to propose? And let him succeed."

"By the way, do you want to see the photo album?" She suddenly remembered something and excitedly pulled him to sit on the ground next to the cabinet, stretched out her hand and stretched it out in front of him, "The key."

what key?His intuition was a little wrong, why the album was locked, and she seemed very excited.

"Don't read it." He felt that he should refuse.

The girl touched him directly.

"I...I'm looking for it." He felt his ears were about to explode, "You come down first."

Xueshi took the small golden key and opened a small box.

"How about... don't read it." He always felt that since he locked it up, he wanted to hide it from her.

"Did you do something to apologize to me?" She frowned.

This cannot be recognized, no, he will definitely not do such a thing.

"Let's see then."

The sky cleared in a second, Ganqing's expression just now was to bluff him.

He looked at Xueshi's thin white fingers and turned over the pages, and suddenly understood why he locked up this photo album - it was all about her.

Those who were chopping vegetables, those who were training, and those who were playing with cats. Among them, the photos of sleeping faces were the most, and it was obvious at a glance that they were secretly taken while the parties were not paying attention.

He closed the album, "Look elsewhere first."

Xueshi was not very happy, she hadn't finished watching it yet.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, and she sighed, "Okay, okay."

Itachi Uchiha breathed a sigh of relief, and he surrendered in a second.

"Who asked me to spoil you."

! ! !Does this girl know what she said? !

Itachi Uchiha felt that his whole ears were not good, and he should have been familiar with it, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.

Opposite the bedroom is the bathroom.

Xueshi didn't seem to be interested in introducing him, so he pulled him away after mentioning it.

It's in stark contrast to the state where you just brought a pillow back from where you have to introduce it.

He pushed open the door, and there was a very conventional layout inside. There were two toiletries of the same style and different colors on the sink, and a white single-person bathtub.

Noticing that he stayed on the bathtub for a while longer, Xueshi seemed to have been reminded of some painful lesson, and hurriedly pushed his back out of here, "Let's go, let's go, what's so interesting about the bathroom."

On the way down the stairs, he was still muttering, "Why does this person lose his memory and still have an obsession with the bath?"

He noticed that there was another room on the second floor, "Why don't you go there?"

"I'll tell you when you remember." Xue Shi said to him with a smile.

Itachi wanted to go in to help while making dinner, but was pushed out by Xueshi, "You are doing me a great favor by sitting outside obediently."

...Is his cooking still so bad even in the dream?

He still knows how to wash the dishes consciously after dinner.

Uchiha Itachi sat on the bed, facing another soul torture for 17 years, no, 23 years.

Xue Shi came out of the shower wearing a nightgown, with a faint scent of gardenia shampoo on her body, and nestled into his arms very naturally.

Sensing his stiffness, he retreated, "I'm sorry, I just got used to it."

He frowned, he didn't like her apologizing to him.

Lying beside him in Xueshi, the backs of their hands touched, he couldn't help but spurn the self in his dream—the room was so big but the size of the bed was so well pinched, just enough that if she turned over, he would be able to hold her in his arms inside.

A scheming man.

Xueshi suddenly turned over and hugged him.

"I'm actually kind of annoyed."

"Dad, Mom, Sasuke, Brother Shisui, you even remember Kakashi and Mamen." There was a little grievance in the voice, "I just forgot about me."

"I also wonder if I'm not that important."

He was a little panicked, and hurriedly hugged her, "That's not the case."

He doesn't remember her, but seeing her will soften his heart and make him happy. He knows that emotion is called liking.

But why doesn't he remember her? He is in a different place. If she remembers everyone but only forgets him, he will feel bad too.

It was his fault that he didn't pay attention to this point. Seeing that she didn't care at all during the day, he really thought she was fine.

He didn't know how to coax people, and when the words came to his lips, he remembered that she didn't like him and apologized.

She buried her head in his arms, her voice was muffled, "I have taught you, remember to tell me that you like me when I am unhappy."

She needs to teach this point, he is really stupid.

He gently stroked her back, resting his chin on her head, "I like you."

"I like it very much."

When he woke up the next morning, he opened his eyes, snow was in his arms, the soft morning light penetrated through the window screen, her eyelashes were lightly closed, and her breath was long.

He couldn't help but put a kiss on her forehead.

Memories flooded him like a tidal wave: she gave him half of the popsicle, they trained together, graduated together, performed missions together, he gave her a cat named Orange, she blocked a knife for him, he Because she opened her eyes, they joined Anbu and went to the Autumn Festival together. He gave her a hairpin with the same color as her pupils, and she smiled softly at him. When she came back from being injured, she lay in his arms, hooked his neck and kissed him delicately on his chin to coax him, but in the end she was really bullied and begged him for mercy with a grievance crying: Lu Shi was fine, he kissed her eyes, she woke up dazedly in his arms and said good morning softly to him...

It was the most beautiful thing he could have imagined.

There is a voice in my heart saying: So it is like this, so it is his little girl.

She opened her eyes, with the confusion of just waking up.

He hugged her and rubbed his nose against the tip of her nose, "Good morning."

He put his lips on her eyes, the corners of her lips, her chin, and her collarbone, rolling her lips all the way down.

Xueshi panted to avoid him, and firmly pulled his hand out of his nightgown that had been torn apart by most of it.

He remembered that she lied to him to take out the album key yesterday, and teased him from time to time, getting up from the original side lying on her body, their foreheads touching, breathing intertwined, he leaned over her earlobe and licked and bit , made it clear that it is necessary to "settle accounts after autumn".

Xue Shi hurriedly turned her head, her hand was still on his chest, "Do you remember what that room is for?"

He was startled, his eyes suddenly widened.

"It will be available in eight months."

His girl kissed him lightly on the lips, with a faint smile, "You are going to be a father."

The sun is good, the breeze is good, the leaves are falling well, the cicadas are singing well, everything is fine.

It is happiness within reach.

He woke up suddenly.

As far as he could see was a dark cave for rest, and he had a mirror by his hand.

He is still the notorious Uchiha Itachi who defected from the Tu clan when he was 13 years old, and he is now in the fourth year of Akatsuki.

He is too tired.

Tortured by nightmares every night, his spirit is on the verge of collapse, but he still needs to act ruthlessly in front of other people. Recently, other people in the organization have begun to faintly notice that his state is not right-he can't go on like this.

He cast an illusion on himself in front of the mirror, without any setting, it is filled by the subconscious mind of the brain, it is said that there is what you most want to have.

He has been a genius of illusion since he was a child, and even more so after he opened Sharingan. He has never been given illusions, and he doesn't understand why those people are addicted to illusions and cannot extricate themselves-even though they know that they are all false.

The world in the illusion is so warm that people can't help but want to cry.

He crushed the mirror.

Kisame's voice came from outside, "Itachi-kun, it's time for us to go." Payne asked them to go to Konoha to capture Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

"Let's go."

"Itachi-kun seems to be in a good mood today?"

"I had a good dream."

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