Izuna

The fine rain, like a transparent beaded curtain, gently fell from the leaden sky, filling the air with a cold dampness.

"Koki, a walk in the rain is romantic, but it's chilly. Why don't you wear more clothes?" Izuna's voice, full of gentle concern, broke the silence.

He nimbly took off his wooden clogs, which made a low, subtle sound as they touched the ground. Then, barefoot, he walked slowly toward Koki with a sense of urgency.

He gently sat down behind Koki, his position just Koki behind her, the distance between them almost inches, less than an arm's length apart, making his heart race.

Koki heard Izuna's familiar voice, she turned around gently, and their eyes met in the Izuna.

He smiled slightly and said softly, "I don't feel cold. It's a bit stuffy inside if the windows are closed."

After saying that, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he asked again, "Where's your brother?"

When Izuna heard this question, his brows furrowed slightly, and a shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes, a look of helplessness in the face of cruel reality.

"Ban is busy handling clan affairs. Since becoming clan leader, the conflicts with the Senju Clan have become increasingly frequent, and this time many clansmen have been sacrificed again."

After saying that, he seemed to be venting his dissatisfaction in his heart, muttering under his breath. The sound gradually disappeared in the rain, as if swallowed up by the continuous rain.

A pair of hands, delicate yet powerful, slowly wrapped around Koki's waist from behind.

Izuna nestled gently against Koki's shoulder, her movements as natural and tender as a gentle breeze gliding across water.

His short hair gently brushed against Koki's neck, causing a slight tickle, yet evoking a feeling of tenderness.

His hair, still damp with the scent of rain, showed that he had been running in the rain, raindrops splashing everywhere, and even the ends of his hair, which he hadn't had time to dodge, were sticking wetly to his forehead, yet this did nothing to diminish Izuna's unique heroic bearing.

Koki took a light sniff, and the damp, cool scent of rainwater wafted towards her. It was the scent emanating from Izuna, mixed with the unique aroma of a young boy, which was not unpleasant but rather added a touch of freshness.

The boy's aura was like dew in the morning light, carrying the passion and vitality of life, like an inextinguishable flame, conveying warmth even in the cold rain.

Koki did not resist; she simply lowered her eyes and leaned back comfortably in Izuna's embrace.

He could feel Izuna's hot chest, the heat slowly radiating through the gaps in their clothing, dispelling the surrounding chill.

Izuna lowered his head slightly, his chin lightly touching Koki's shoulder, his lips moving slightly as he softly called out the name he had uttered countless times in his heart, "Koki."

The voice was as sweet as honey, carrying a touch of coquettish tenderness, yet seemingly containing a barely perceptible reproach.

"Brother Ban is safe and sound, but why are you...?"

He expressed his dissatisfaction silently, like a wounded animal.

He did harbor some resentment. Why did he always show concern for Brother Ban first? Did Brother Ban not deserve his urgent care?

His gaze was fixed on the profile of Koki; the soft lines under the light added a touch of tenderness to the grievances in Izuna's heart.

As if sensing the ripples of Izuna's emotions, Koki's lips curled into a slight smile, her head turned slightly, and her gaze fixed on Izuna, her eyes filled with a tender question, "Izuna, what about you?"

Upon hearing Koki's soft call, a glint of surprise flashed in Izuna's eyes, and he instinctively tightened his arms, pulling Koki even closer into his embrace.

Koki felt Izuna's warm breath near her ear, carrying his unique scent. Izuna's voice became deep and gentle, yet it carried a barely perceptible hint of grievance. "These past few days, I've been exhausted, both physically and mentally, from endless battles."

Izuna, the second young master of the Uchiha Clan, holds a very important place in the hearts of his clan members.

In their eyes, Izuna was like the bright moon in the sky. Although it was not as brilliant as the sun of Madara, it was still their hope for the future and a solid shield they could rely on in this chaotic world.

He displayed extraordinary talent from a young age, surpassing his peers in both Ninjutsu training and combat skills.

His agile figure, sharp eyes, and precise grasp of the situation made him a fearsome presence on the battlefield.

In front of outsiders, he was always the indestructible Uchiha Izuna.

He kept his true emotions deep inside, skillfully concealing his pain, leaving no trace of the marks left by battle or the inner trauma brought on by war.

But in front of Koki, Izuna shed all his armor.

He was no longer the cold-blooded second young master, nor the ninja who struck fear into the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

At this moment, he was just a boy who longed for care and was physically and mentally exhausted. He wished he could expose all his pain and reveal the bitterness, fear and exhaustion hidden in the darkness to Koki without reservation.