Naruto no moon

() Extra: Hatakehiko

This boy seemed to be shrouded in misfortune when he was born. His biological mother died during childbirth, leaving only his father, a ninja, to take care of him.

But as a ninja, you always have to go on missions, not to mention it was still a war-torn era, so he basically spent his childhood alone.

But he still feels that he is happy because he has a good father, so even if he has to stay alone in an empty home most of the time, there is still a warmth left in his heart. Every time the mission is over, his father will return home.

Today is his happiest time.

This kind of life continued until one day, the lonely but still happy life was broken.

Looking back now, it was still an extremely dark and painful day.

A bunch of ninjas suddenly came to the house where almost no one usually came. He still remembered how strange the expressions on those people's faces were, as if they were pain, guilt, and other expressions mixed together.

A strange face.

Ah, these people didn't say anything, they just took out two forehead protectors, one large and one small, stained with blood and handed them to him.

Ah, he knew this little one. It was a ninja forehead protector copied by the businessmen in the village to satisfy the children's wishes. This was what he had been praying for, but his busy father always seemed to forget his prayers.

He smiled and said, next time, I will bring it to you next time.

Ah, what's going on? I can't remember that man's smile. When did he start forgetting it?

I don’t remember because it’s been too long.

He held the two forehead protectors in his hands and looked at the coveted toy forehead protector with a happy expression on his face.

Ah, that's great.

But why? Why did the tears flow out?

Is it because you are too happy?

He wasn't sure, because he was too young at the time, so he didn't understand. Today, he has long forgotten how he felt at that time.

What happened next? He tried to remember.

Oh, the leading ninja walked up to me with a sad face, and then bowed deeply to him.

"Your father is a great ninja!"

He only remembered this sentence.

Since then, he has never seen the man who would pick him up with a smile, stroke his head, and say to him, "Next time, I will bring it to you next time."

Later, when he grew up a little, he realized that it turned out that his father's army was ambushed by the enemy. In order to cover the evacuation of the large army, his father led his small team to cut off the rear...

When Konoha's additional ninjas arrived, their bodies could not be found at the scene. The only relics of the man that could be found were this toy forehead protector stained with blood, and a toy forehead protector that was also stained with blood.

, something he always deliberately ignored, the ninja forehead protector.

Ah, there is another proof that can prove that man once existed, and that is the name of a hero carved on that cold stone.

Humph, the corner of his mouth suddenly curved into a sarcastic arc.

Even such a profound existence will slowly disappear under the ravages of time and wind and rain, and in the end nothing will be left.

From then on, how long did the lonely days last?

I don’t remember, I just remember the pain at that time... so long and so profound...

Then another man came over. The stream in the sky, and the big hand touching his head also brought warmth to his heart.

The man who was supposed to be indifferent asked him softly: "Why are you sad?"

No, actually I don't feel sad.

He answered the man like this.

The indifferent man had an extremely sad look on his face and held the little boy in his arms: "From now on, follow me. I am Hatake Sakumo. You can call me Sakumo from now on."

He nodded and answered him: Okay Sakumo.

Sakumo is a very stern person, even when he treats his own son, he is extremely harsh, but he treats him extremely gently, even reluctant to speak too loudly, which makes his biological son, a silver-haired boy named Kakashi

Extremely dissatisfied.

The warmth that had been lost seemed to be found bit by bit.

However, misfortune seems to be particularly fond of this young man, making his life particularly painful.

The wind direction in the village suddenly changed.

Sakumo, who was originally called a hero, suddenly fell from the high platform. For a moment, it seemed that everyone despised this former hero, and it seemed that the previous glory was just an illusion.

That day, he saw the child named Kakashi standing angrily in front of the silver-haired man, cursing and taunting him, but the usually harsh man did not react at all, and just sat quietly on the ground looking at his son.

But for him, this was unbearable.

He walked over, faced the silver-haired boy face to face for the first time, pulled him over, and knocked him to the ground with a punch.

"You don't understand him, and I don't understand him either, so we are not qualified to talk about him."

The silver-haired man was silent, watching his son being knocked to the ground, and then slowly getting up, leaving only the backs of the two of them.

To this day, the deepest impression on him is still this figure from behind.

The next day, he found a cold, silver-haired man lying quietly on the ground in the hall.

——For him, the only glory in this world has also disappeared.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to make a smile or cry expression, but finally gave up, so he could only turn around and leave, leaving behind the same silver-haired boy who was crying loudly.

Afterwards, the man's funeral was held under the auspices of a man known as the Third Hokage, but very few people came because the whole world spurned this man...

This is what is called a hero...

After enjoying the warm days, life alone seems to be more difficult.

Kakashi seemed to be a different person, his whole person was lifeless, he squatted outside doing tasks every day, and would not come back here until he was injured. When he was healed, he left in a hurry again, without speaking to him once during this period.

On boring days, he could only sit in the yard alone, bending his legs and burying his head deeply in his knees.

The life of not communicating with anyone was finally broken until a certain voice sounded.

"What are you doing here? Are you a relative of Kakashi?"

A crisp voice sounded.

He was stunned for a long time before he realized that someone was talking to him.

With deep doubts, he raised his head from his knees and looked at the pretty little girl in front of him.

Opening his mouth, he said: Yes.

His voice was dry because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

The little girl was surprised by the paleness of his face, but she reflected it in an instant, looked at him with a smile and said: "My name is Lin, I am Kakashi's teammate. Since you are Kakashi's relative, you are also mine."

Friend, what's your name? Also, you look very sad, what happened? If you don't mind, you can tell me..."

He was stunned and subconsciously touched his face with his hand.

I'm...sad...?

After a pause, he slowly raised his head and said to the pretty girl: My name is Hatake Yan.

He thought for a while, and then repeated it firmly: Yes, I am Hatake Yan.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Ah, then we will be friends from now on. I see that you are very unhappy. If you are unhappy, cry loudly. You will feel much better after crying!"

Yan was stunned for a moment. He hesitated and thought before asking the girl in a low voice: "But I can't cry anymore."

"Huh?" A look of embarrassment appeared on the girl's face, and she scratched her head: "Why can't I cry? Forget it, let's find another way. When I'm unhappy, I will buy some delicious food.

Eat a meal, and once you’re satisfied, you’ll forget all the unhappy things! Well, let’s do it like this, I’ll bring you a lunch box tomorrow, and how about we eat together!”

Yan's eyes flashed, and then he turned his head away from the girl's burning gaze: No wonder you are so fat... Hey! Why did you kick me?

"Idiot! A girl's waistline and weight are secrets, and you can't just call a girl fat in the future, otherwise she will definitely get beaten!"

Yan:......

"Now, the mission time is coming soon. I have to leave first. I will come to you tomorrow with delicious food, so be sure to wait for me!"

Before he could reply, the girl jumped away.

Yan buried his head back on his knees again, and then said softly and imperceptibly: Okay.

The next day, a girl named Lin came as promised, carrying a large bag of food. She dragged Yan outside and found a grassy spot to sit on.

Under the guidance of the girl, the boy ate a huge meal until he couldn't eat any more, then he lay down on the ground and gasped.

I don't know when, but the haze in my heart seemed to dissipate a little.

Yan stared blankly at the sky, his heart going blank.

A small head suddenly appeared in front of him, and the hot breath from its mouth brushed his cheek, causing him to unconsciously reach out and scratch it.

"Hey! Ayan! What are you thinking about?"

Yan was stunned for a moment and stared blankly at the girl in front of him until she turned away with her face flushed.

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

Father, Sakumo, and... Rin!

At Lin's suggestion, Yan passed the exam and became a genin, no longer squatting in the yard every day.

Time passes little by little, and Hiko has become a chuunin, while Kakashi is worthy of being Sakumo's child and has become a jounin at a young age...

A lot of things seemed to have happened later, but Yan couldn't remember them anymore.

The days pass by little by little, dull and boring, but it makes people immersed in this ordinary life, but some people want to break this kind of life.

Lin was captured by the Mist Ninja people...

Yan didn't know why the Kiri Ninja wanted to capture Lin, and he didn't want to know. All he wanted was for Lin to come back safe and sound.

At his strong request, he was assigned to the temporary team to rescue Lin, and the leader was Kakashi.

When the combat mission began, Hiko, as a chunin, was only arranged to be in the rear as a support, while Kakashi went deep into the Mist Ninja Village to rescue Lin.

It had been too long, and the time had already exceeded the agreed time. Yan walked around anxiously, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran towards the direction of Mist Ninja Village.

Passing through a bush that blocked his view, Yan finally came to Kakashi and Lin, who had not returned for a long time.

What caught his eye was Kakashi, who had a dazzling lightning in his hand. He pierced the smiling Lin's chest with his right hand that was shining with blue light...

Why……

Why!!!

Tell me, Kakashi! Why did you kill Rin!

I will never forgive you!!!!!

The war was over, and Yan applied to the third generation, asking to leave the village and work as an intelligence agent outside.

Standing in this village will only make him more painful.

From then on, he never returned to the village.

But even outside, life is like poison, eroding the soul bit by bit. He can no longer find the slightest expression on his face, because there is nothing that can move him. For this person who has made him despair

In the world, all I can feel is boredom.

Ah, if that's the case, then I might as well stop being a ninja, because the people who wanted me to be a ninja are already dead.

Then use what happened this time (Konoha Collapse Plan) as an excuse.

"call……"

The man exhaled softly, pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, then ignored the black-haired boy in blue clothes in front of him, and closed the door behind him.

What to do next?

Well, let’s open a nai tea shop, making Lin’s favorite vanilla nai tea. The location should be next to Lin’s favorite flower shop.

Pushing up his glasses, the man silently walked into the crowd of people on the street.