Mangekyo Sharingan Scared Away by Kunai

The night was like ink, thick and dark enough to drip, pressing heavily upon the earth. Rolling storm clouds, like hideous beasts, clawed and tore at the sky, ruthlessly swallowing the last lingering trace of moonlight.

A solitary figure stepped through the darkness, walking step by step toward the Memorial Stone. His pace was slow and heavy, as if he carried the weight of several worlds upon his shoulders.

When he finally stood before the Memorial Stone, his gaze fixed upon the familiar names one by one. The sorrow in his eyes gradually turned hollow, eventually sinking into a dead silence.

The autumn wind was bleak, carrying the lingering chill of the autumn rain, blowing wantonly against the man's body. Yet, he remained as motionless as a statue, not even knitting his brows. Perhaps because his heart had long since died, all the wind and rain in this world could no longer shake him in the slightest.

He moved his feet slowly, each step appearing so arduous that he seemed ready to collapse at any moment. Finally, he stopped before a tombstone, the muscles in his face twitching slightly as if he were trying to force a smile. But in the end, he gave up powerlessly, his lips only curling slightly to reveal an indescribable bitterness.

After a long while, he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Minato-sensei, Kushina-shimu, I have come to see you..." Before the words had even faded, tears slid down his cheeks.

Just then, the moon suddenly broke free from the shackles of the ink-colored clouds, struggling to cast a faint beam of moonlight downward.

The moonlight was like water, gently spilling over the tombstone, illuminating the brilliant smiles of Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina. Finally, it shone upon the man's face, revealing silver hair dancing in the wind; his numb expression was partially obscured by his forehead protector, revealing endless sorrow and loneliness.

In Konoha, the only person who could address these two in such a way was the last survivor of Team Minato—Hatake Kakashi.

Early this morning, after Hatake Kakashi had attended the funeral with a wooden expression, he had searched his home for an undamaged room to lie down in.

As if everything in the real world were but an illusory bubble, he slowly closed his eyes and drifted into sleep. As time passed, a faint smile gradually appeared on his numb, sleeping face, as if he had seen the people he longed for in his dreams.

However, sweet dreams are ultimately fleeting; when Hatake Kakashi awoke from his slumber, he had to face the cruel reality once again.

This thirteen-year-old boy had already experienced a tragic life beyond what others could imagine.

The passing of his father during his childhood was like a ruthless blade, shattering his once-complete world into pieces. At that moment, endless darkness and pain enveloped him, as if the entire world were collapsing.

From the moment he stepped into Team Minato, warm friendship had brushed against his wounded heart like a spring breeze, healing those deep scars bit by bit.

Yet, fate seemed to love playing tricks on people. At the age of twelve, two successive partings by death pushed him once again into the abyss of despair.

His newly healed heart shattered instantly; his once-hopeful eyes became dim and lusterless, and his soul, like a dried-up riverbed, gradually withered away.

Fortunately, through the joint efforts of Namikaze Minato, Uzumaki Kushina, and the yet-to-be-born Naruto, this traumatized boy had found his smile once again.

They used love and care to piece his broken world back together, allowing him to feel the beauty of life once more.

However, the mockery of fate did not end there.

Just yesterday, this thirteen-year-old boy who had only just found his smile suffered another heavy blow.

The passing of his master and his master's wife left his heart, which had only just begun to bathe in the sunlight, numb and hollow once again.

Staring at the cold tombstone before him, he opened his mouth, only to find he had no strength to make a sound.

After a long while, he could only turn away silently, walking slowly into the distance with heavy steps.

In the brief moment after he left, the surrounding space seemed to be kneaded by an invisible hand, gradually becoming distorted and deformed.

Accompanied by the distortion of space, a blurred figure quietly appeared on the spot. The newcomer stared silently at the broken back of Hatake Kakashi as he departed, a complex emotion surging in his heart as he muttered to himself, "Did I do something wrong?"

Just as Uchiha Obito was questioning himself deep in his heart, his gaze suddenly caught sight of another tombstone, and his resolve instantly hardened.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "No, I am not wrong. What is wrong is this world filled with sin! I will definitely be able to change it. That's right, as long as there is the Infinite Tsukuyomi, then Kakashi's father, Rin, and my master and his wife will all return to my side."

At this moment, Uchiha Obito, already trapped in paranoia, firmly believed that his actions were correct.

Just then, Uchiha Obito suddenly erupted with a roar: "Who's there? Come out!"

His gaze scanned the nearby woods vigilantly. A cold light flashed, and a trident-shaped Kunai flew toward Uchiha Obito's head like lightning.

Seeing this familiar scene, Uchiha Obito's eyes swept over it quickly, and sure enough, he spotted the four small characters "Sword of Shinobi Love" on the Kunai. In an instant, his hair stood on end, and he became completely tense.

The scenes of his battle with Namikaze Minato yesterday flashed through his mind once again.

The feeling of being soundly thrashed surged back into his heart like a tide.

The Kunai pierced through the air like lightning and nailed itself firmly into the tombstone nearby with a crisp sound, while the figure who had just roared had vanished without a trace.

Feeling the spatial fluctuations gradually fade, Uchiha Chen slowly walked out of the woods with a smile on his face. He reached out to pull the Kunai from the tombstone, then looked at the fleeing, disheveled figure of Uchiha Obito and chuckled softly.

The Kunai spun flexibly in his hand as if it were dancing. With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he teased, "This thing is really useful; just like that, it scared him into running away. It's a pity, though—I'm afraid there will only be this one chance."

After all, once the news of Namikaze Minato's death spread, Uchiha Obito would immediately realize he had been played.

I wonder how ugly his expression will be then?

"I'm really looking forward to it." Having said that, an expectant look appeared on his face once again.

After coming back to his senses, Uchiha Chen walked to the graves of Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina, licked his dry lips with his tongue, and revealed an excited smile, saying, "Kushina, I've come to take you home!"

After speaking, the Sharingan in his eyes rotated slightly.

Immediately after, his body sank into the ground like a phantom.

When the earth had completely covered his head, the final sound drifted over slowly: "My dear Kushina, a life-saving grace must be repaid with one's own body, you know? Hehehe..."

The evil voice echoed over the silent graveyard, startling a chorus of insects.

At this moment, Uchiha Chen had already delved deep underground, beginning his next move...