"Yami, hang on... Your big brother will protect you..."
Enta Uchiha raced through the dense forest, carrying the unconscious Yami Uchiha.
There was only one thought in his mind:
Run!
Run to Takigakure!
Find that White Tiger, the only one who might help us!
On a small path outside Konoha.
Yami Uchiha's teammate-the young genin-was still indignant.
"Why didn't we help Enta, old man? He was protecting Yami!"
The middle-aged chunin sighed, his face full of helplessness and the weariness of experience.
"Help? How? Those were Lord Hokage's direct orders, and that was ANBU! If we stepped in, what would happen besides us getting arrested as accomplices?"
"But..."
"No buts."
The older man shook his head, his voice low. "This isn't something small fry like us can interfere in. Yami... Sigh, what a shame."
He knew perfectly well that from the moment Enta Uchiha attacked ANBU, there had been no turning back.
His designation as a missing-nin was practically a foregone conclusion.
A day later, in the dense forest on the outskirts of Takigakure.
Enta Uchiha panted heavily. Fleeing for an entire day and night without sleep or rest had drained nearly all his strength.
Yami Uchiha, in his arms, was deathly pale.
"White Tiger... Are you even here..."
Enta Uchiha raised his head and growled, his Sharingan bloodshot.
As if answering his call, a dark figure appeared on a tree trunk a short distance ahead.
"Oh? It's only been a few days. How did you end up in such a sorry state?"
Lin Ze looked at the bedraggled Enta Uchiha and the unconscious Yami Uchiha in his arms, a perfectly measured hint of "surprise" in his voice.
"White Tiger!"
Seeing who it was, Enta Uchiha hurriedly said:
"Konoha... Konoha's ANBU are trying to arrest us! They wounded