Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

"Why didn't you remind me sooner!" Madara Uchiha said, his ears turning bright red.

"I was going to say something, but you just ran away, what could I do!"

Reflecting on what had happened, it seemed to be his own fault, and Madara Uchiha felt less confident.

“This flute…” Madara Uchiha looked at you.

You thought he wanted to return the flute, and just as you reached out to take it back, Ban dodged you.

Madara Uchiha instinctively tightened his grip on the flute in his hand. "I'll give you a new one!"

As Ban was about to leave, you quickly grabbed him.

"What about my flute?" Things seem to have taken a turn for the worse, and you're even a little confused.

Looking at the flute in his hand, Madara Uchiha felt his heart pounding. "Ahem, I'll look for a new flute that I can imitate."

After hearing Ban's explanation, you hesitantly let go of his hand. "Is that so?"

Madara Uchiha didn't dare linger and quickly left.

Lying on the tatami mat late at night, Madara tossed and turned, his mind inexplicably filled with images of Uchiha Nagi's thin lips, collarbone, and slender waist...

The thought of that flute made him feel a little embarrassed. Ban sat up and looked out at the bright moon.

Chapter 12 First Kiss

One night when he was seven, curiosity drove him to sneak into the hawks' secret room.

An old, musty atmosphere permeated the secret room, and the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the walls.

Ban cautiously walked in, and in the dim light, he saw a girl kneeling in the center of the secret room.

The girl wore a high-necked blue robe, the collar of which was turned up so high that it almost covered half of her face. Her head was lowered so that her expression could not be seen.

In this oppressive darkness, she appeared exceptionally lonely, as if forgotten by the world.

Just as Ban was about to approach, a hand suddenly grabbed him.

He turned around and saw that it was Leng Xi.

Leng Xi looked flustered, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She lowered her voice, "Young Clan Leader, what are you doing here? Get out of here quickly, or the Grand Elder will find out!"

After saying that, Leng Xi pulled Ban and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps came.

Leng Xi's expression changed drastically. She subconsciously hid Ban in the darkness of a corner and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for the offense, young clan leader."

Uchiha Yoshio slowly appeared, his eyes sharp as he scanned the secret room before finally fixing his gaze on Leng Xi. "Did you just see the young clan leader?"

Cold sweat soaked her back, but Leng Xi's face remained expressionless as she calmly replied, "Young Clan Leader? Shouldn't he be at headquarters?"

Yoshio Uchiha stared intently at Lengxi for a long time before finally realizing he had been overthinking things. He instructed, "Guard this place well and don't let the other elders get close, especially those from headquarters."

After saying that, he gazed at the girl in the center of the secret room for a while before turning and leaving.

Once Uchiha Yoshio's footsteps had completely disappeared, Leng Xi breathed a sigh of relief and led Madara out.

As soon as he stepped out of the secret chamber, Leng Xi solemnly reminded him, "The Grand Elder has been plotting a rebellion for years, and now his power is comparable to that of the clan leader. Be sure not to let them know that you have been to the secret chamber."

Ban was filled with doubt and couldn't help but ask, "Who was that girl just now? I've never seen her in the tribe's territory before."

Leng Xi stopped in her tracks, turned to look at Ban, hesitated for a moment, and explained, "She's Nagi, she's dangerous..."

"If things go as expected, she will be the Grand Elder's trump card if internal strife breaks out in the Uchiha clan."

Madara murmured softly, "Nagi."

The name was etched deeply into his heart like a brand.

It wasn't until a few months ago, on a rainy night, that Madara knew it was Uchiha Nagi when he saw the person in the black cloak.

Everything seemed to be predestined...

After packing our things, we hurriedly headed to the meeting point.

When you arrive, Madara Uchiha is already standing there, tall and still, as if he has been waiting for a long time.

Madara caught sight of you and nodded slightly in acknowledgment. The gesture was simple and elegant, carrying the coldness and reserve unique to the Uchiha clan.

You were somewhat surprised that your mission partner had become Ban, but you didn't ask any further questions.

Ban strode forward, and together they walked toward the noble prince who had entrusted them with the task.

The noble prince saw you approaching from afar and his heart began to pound.

You naturally exude an aura of coldness and aloofness, as if keeping people at a distance, and you are surrounded by a subtle sense of danger.

When Madara Uchiha appeared in your field of vision, his unruly aura was overwhelming. His deep eyes revealed a sharpness that made people afraid to look directly at him, and he seemed even more unapproachable than you.

The noble prince's face turned deathly pale instantly. His lips trembled slightly as he thought that he would rather be killed by the enemy than be escorted by these two ninjas who were like demons.

But when his gaze met your cold, star-like eyes, something seemed to choke him, and he couldn't utter the words of refusal he had prepared.

"Thank you for your trouble along the way. Don't call me unless necessary!" After saying this, the noble prince, like a startled rabbit, hurriedly hid in the carriage and drew the curtain, as if this would shut out all the dangers and anxieties from the outside world.

You and Ban exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.

You don't understand why this noble prince is so afraid, but you have no intention of delving into the reasons.

For you and Madara, this mission is simply to escort this noble prince safely to the Land of Wind; nothing else is of concern.

The journey was surprisingly smooth.

Perhaps it was the awe-inspiring and powerful image of Ban that made the enemies along the way seem to be intimidated by your imposing presence, and they all abandoned their thoughts of causing trouble.

You and he were happy to have some peace and quiet, but you remained vigilant and steadily made your way toward your destination.

Night fell, staining the earth like ink. You stopped in an open space, ready to rest for the night.

The noble prince was already fast asleep in the carriage, emitting soft snores.

You then lit a campfire outside the carriage, the orange-red flames leaping and dispelling some of the chill.

Ban turned to look at you and said softly, "Go and rest, I'll take care of things here."

You shook your head slightly, declining his offer.

Ban's gaze fell directly on you, his deep eyes holding a passionate yet restrained affection.

In this tranquil atmosphere, you feel an unprecedented sense of embarrassment welling up inside you.

He opened his mouth, about to say something, when he suddenly heard Ban shout urgently, "Watch out!"

Without hesitation, Madara threw the kunai behind you. The kunai flashed through the air, collided with a hidden weapon, and then fell to the ground with a clang.

You instantly became alert, drew your twin swords from behind you with lightning speed, turned around nimbly, and stood guard vigilantly in front of the carriage.

A group of bandits emerged from the surrounding darkness, dressed in tattered clothes, their eyes revealing greed and cunning.

These bandits stared at your face with abandon, spewing out a string of vulgar words that sounded particularly jarring in the silent night air.

When Madara Uchiha heard their blasphemy against you, his anger was instantly ignited.

His eyes changed drastically; the single tomoe instantly became a triple tomoe, and flames seemed to burn within those blood-red eyes.

Before you could even make a move, Madara charged towards the bandits like a bolt of lightning.

His figure was agile and sharp, and the weapon in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight, each swing bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

In a short while, the bandits lay sprawled on the ground, lifeless.

You stared blankly at the corpses scattered on the ground, then slowly raised your head and looked at Ban from afar.

The noble prince was awakened by the commotion outside his carriage. Only after the sounds of fighting ceased did he cautiously lift the curtain and step down from the carriage.

But when he saw Madara, wielding a sharp blade, covered in blood, and resembling a demon, his legs went weak with fear, and he immediately cried out, "Don't kill me!"

Ban frowned, sheathed his sword, walked to the side and sat down, ignoring him.

Looking at the pathetic state of the noble prince, you couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust.

You quickly stepped forward, grabbed the prince by the collar with one hand, and shoved him back into the carriage like a chick.

After taking care of everything, you walk up to Ban and say, "Congratulations."

"What's there to congratulate?" Madara Uchiha suddenly spoke up. You met Madara's gaze and remained silent for a long time.

In this long silence, there were only the occasional crackling of the campfire and the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

"The Sharingan is our source of pride, even if it is a curse."

After that night, the atmosphere between you and Ban subtly changed.

A subtle and indescribable feeling spread through your hearts, making your interactions strange.

Whenever they are alone, Ban can hardly suppress his inner desire and quietly takes your hand.

At first, you will subconsciously want to break free, and every time you try to break free, Ban's hand will unconsciously tighten its grip, the force filled with his persistence.

Gradually, your resistance dissipates in the face of Madara Uchiha's fervent and unwavering affection.

So she let him hold her hand like that, but her heart was beating faster than usual, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

After escorting the noble prince all the way, you finally arrived at the small town on the border of the Wind Kingdom.

This small town is situated at the intersection of yellow sand and oasis, rustic and tranquil, with earthen-yellow houses arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern, exuding a unique charm under the sunlight.

The town’s only hotel became their temporary refuge.

When you and the noble prince stepped into the hotel, you were told that there were only two rooms left.

Upon hearing this, the noble prince immediately shouted, "I want to sleep alone, you two can sleep together!"

He simply couldn't bear being in the same room with these two menacing ninjas; the oppressive atmosphere made him feel utterly hopeless.

You lowered your head slightly, remaining silent, as if deep in thought.

Ban made the decision for you without hesitation. He looked at the innkeeper and said in a low but firm voice, "Okay."

The noble prince couldn't help but take a second look at you. Suddenly, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, he realized that this fierce-looking male ninja was in love with this seemingly emotionless female ninja.

So he added, "There are guards patrolling here, so don't worry about my safety. You can do as you please."

Having said that, the prince, fearing you might change your mind, immediately ran up to the second floor of the inn like a startled rabbit, leaving you behind.

Before you could even react to this sudden arrangement, Ban had already gently taken your wrist and led you outside.

As you entered the town's streets and alleys, the sunlight shone on you, casting two long shadows.

Ban unconsciously slowed his pace to walk alongside you, his fingers slightly bent, still resting on your wrist, as if this made them feel closer.

Madara Uchiha tilted his head slightly, looked at the sky, and brought up the past.

Actually, I've known about your existence for a long time.

When you heard what Madara said, you froze on the spot.

As a suicide soldier, you remained hidden in the shadows. Before betraying the Uchiha, almost no one knew you except for your old comrades and a few high-ranking members of the headquarters.

Ban, sensing your confusion, continued, "In the hawks' secret room."

Your thoughts are instantly pulled back to that dark and oppressive night.

That was the first time you disobeyed the orders of your old subordinates. As a suicide squad member, disobeying orders is an unforgivable crime.

You are locked in a secret room by Yoshio Uchiha. The floor is cold, and you are forced to kneel there. All around you is endless darkness and silence.

The person in charge of guarding the room was Uchiha Rei. Rei remained silent and taciturn, simply standing quietly at the entrance of the secret room, like an emotionless statue.

During the long period of kneeling as punishment, faint footsteps could be heard outside the secret chamber.

You strain your ears, trying to hear the conversation outside, but the sound is too muffled, and you can only catch a few fragmented words.

Soon, the footsteps faded into the distance, as if they had been carried away by Leng Xi.

At the time, you didn't take it to heart. After all, as a suicide squad member, what did the comings and goings of people outside have to do with you?

Now, Ban's words have awakened you from your dream. You try to piece together the memories from that time in your mind, attempting to grasp those overlooked details.

You remember, the man's footsteps were very steady, unlike those of an ordinary patrolling ninja.

Moreover, Leng Xi seemed to be very cautious when she took that person away, which was extremely rare for someone as cold and hard as Leng Xi.

So the outsider who was taken away by Lengxi was Ban?