Naruto: Dark Night Shura

After leaving Ryuchi Cave, Uchiha Makoto came to the Land of Fire. The first thing he did was to find a hot spring to soak in.

He hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and his skin looked a little pale. Moreover, after being in such a humid environment for several years, he felt that he was going to have eczema.

He remembered that the last time he took a hot spring bath was with Orochimaru. He didn't know if his good master was still in Konoha.

Just then, the people next door started gossiping.

"Have you heard that Konoha's Orochimaru defected? I heard that he failed in the competition for Hokage. This is not a good character!"

"Not bad, I have a relative who set up a stall in Konoha. I heard that Orochimaru had planned it in advance, and it was not that he failed in the competition for Hokage."

"Your information is wrong. I heard that Orochimaru stole Konoha's forbidden technique, and now many ninjas are chasing him!"

Uchiha Makoto sneered. The three people gave three reasons. Obviously, these news were deliberately released.

He stood up and walked to their hot spring, and asked curiously: "Brothers, how do you know so much? As far as I know... the Third Hokage has no intention of resigning? How could he fail in the competition for Hokage?"

The three of them looked at Uchiha Zhen cautiously, and saw that he was a handsome boy. They thought he was a noble young master, and they were immediately excited. "How can anyone stand a terrible person like Orochimaru? If he had the strength, he would have been killed long ago!"

"That's right, that's right, people like him should have died long ago "I really hope to be caught by Konoha soon. Now I am afraid to meet him when I go out. It's bad luck!"

"Yes! By the way, young master, how do you know that the Third Hokage has no intention of resigning? Are you a ninja of Konoha?"

Uchiha Zhen smiled and lazily covered the hot spring pool where they were soaking. A cold and evil voice suddenly sounded, "Because... I am the disciple of Orochimaru who made you hope to be killed soon! Hehe..."

Before the three of them could shout, the water surface had turned bloody.

Uchiha Zhen shook off the red water drops on his hands in disdain, wiped them with a towel, and murmured slowly: "How is my master? How can a group of ants gossip about him? Everything in Konoha... is really disgusting!"

Konoha, the land of the Uchiha clan.

After Uchiha Zhen came back, he swaggered into the clan leader's mansion without anyone noticing.

During his time in the Ryuchi Cave, in addition to practicing and improving the fairy arts, he also studied the Sharingan thoroughly, and even forced Xinya to open the Mangekyō.

At dinner time, Uchiha Itachi brought Shisui home. The two were dirty, and it was obvious that they had found some corners to train.

Seeing Shisui, Uchiha Makoto, who was sitting on a tree trunk in the courtyard of the clan leader's mansion, frowned and said to himself: "Shisui... How did he grow so ugly?"

Uchiha Mikoto came out to greet the two children happily, and said apologetically: "Shisui is really hard. He finally has time to rest, and he has to take Itachi to play."

"Mother, we are going to train." Itachi retorted seriously.

Shisui had a blank expression on his face. He picked up Itachi and handed him to Uchiha Mikoto, saying, "Auntie, I sent Itachi back. I have a mission tomorrow. Goodbye."

Faced with Shisui's understanding, Uchiha Mikoto didn't know what to do. She asked softly, "Shisui, do you want to stay for dinner?"

"Shisui, let's eat together." Itachi pulled the corner of Shisui's clothes and shook it, his eyes full of pleading.

Just as he was about to refuse, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Shisui, how can you refuse the invitation of the clan leader's wife and the eldest young master?"

Uchiha Makoto's sudden appearance scared Uchiha Mikoto and made her scream.

"Teacher..." Shisui stared at him straight, tears welling up in his eyes, "I..."

Before he could finish, he heard Uchiha Makoto muttering, "Why are you so ugly?"

The tears that were about to fall were held back by Uchiha Makoto's words.

"Yes, Zhen, Zhen Jun?" Uchiha Mikoto protected Itachi behind her and stared at him with a vigilant face.

On the night of the killing that year, she was well protected, but she was always scared when she heard from the tribesmen who participated in the battle.

"Hehe, I sat here for an afternoon and didn't wait for the tribe leader. Do you mind adding a pair of bowls and chopsticks?"

Uchiha Zhen pointed to the cherry tree in their yard, picked up Shisui and walked into the Japanese style without any care, just like he was at home, spread out on the mat, shook his ankles, and started to play with Shisui.

Uchiha Fugaku, who waited for the news, returned home several times in a row. After seeing Uchiha Zhen, he stabilized his mind. All these years have made him a qualified tribe leader.

"Zhen Jun, long time no see." Uchiha Fugaku glanced atItachi, who was hiding on the side, pulled him in front of him and said, "Itachi, call me foster father!"

Itachi saw panic on his father's face for the first time. He looked at Uchiha Makoto with big eyes and shouted like a little adult, "Foster father!"

Uchiha Makoto glanced at this filial son, took out a few boxes of meatballs that Izuna bought in Konoha and gave them to Itachi, and said with a fake smile, "Patriarch, you haven't forgotten this yet? It's just..."

Uchiha Makoto stretched his voice.

Uchiha Fugaku was suddenly nervous, and his heartbeat was about to soar to his throat.

Uchiha Makoto was sitting opposite him, but he couldn't feel his presence at all. He became stronger in the past few years of disappearance.

"Why is my Shisui so ugly?"

What?

He was shocked!

Uchiha Fugaku cleared his throat and said with a little embarrassment: "A child's body will always have its own ideas, and there will be surprises as it grows."

Itachi opened his eyes wide and flickered. When he saw his usually strict father in such an embarrassing situation for the first time, he couldn't help but look at Uchiha Makoto.

He had heard about this foster father since he was a child from his father, mother, and Shisui. When he really met this person, he found that he was much younger than his father, and it was not an exaggeration to call him brother.

The room fell into silence, and the breathing was particularly clear.

"Teacher, can you stay and guide me in my practice?" Shisui's words broke the atmosphere on the scene.

"Sure." Uchiha Makoto nodded. He wanted to stay here for a while, and then looked at Uchiha Fugaku, "I don't want anyone to know that I am in Uchiha."

"No problem."

Uchiha Fugaku readily agreed. When Uchiha Makoto looked at him, he felt an unprecedented pressure, as if he would be crushed if he said no.

"Um... Zhenjun, why don't you take Itachi with you? He is usually best friends with Shisui. Your adoptive father just came back, so you should ask him to be more filial to you!"