Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Why does this black and white hair in Chapter 5 look so familiar?

Yan Yi's heart was pounding. Faced with this situation, anyone his age would probably lose the ability to think. And a blank mind meant certain death.

Although tears kept welling up in his eyes, he still tried to rationally consider the possibility of escape. Unfortunately, even after thinking of every possible method, he couldn't come up with any chance of running away from these tall, adult ninjas.

"Hey, little brother, is it really that bad? Why are you crying? Are you not from the Sarutobi clan...? You're not an Uchiha, are you?"

The person walking beside Yan Yi suddenly said something to him, immediately guessing his identity. However, he wasn't sure if the person was bluffing, as the river was quite close to the Uchiha clan...

Hearing this, Yan Yi shook her head, her eyes blurry with tears, and choked out, "No...it's because you hurt me so much..."

Yan Yi's hands, bound behind his back, had numerous abrasions from the rope, and there were faint traces of blood around the rope, indicating that a lot of force had been used to tie him up...

The explanation seemed reasonable enough, so the ninja didn't say anything more. Once they reached the Sarutobi clan, they could confirm whether this kid was truly the enemy's offspring.

Heh, if he really is an Uchiha, then no wonder they are ruthless.

"What to do... what to do..." Yan Yi forced herself to stop crying, barely managing to stay calm. She frantically racked her brains for a way to escape, or at least buy time for rescue.

"elder brother..."

For some reason, the image of Madara suddenly popped into Yan Yi's mind. But even if Madara suddenly appeared, he couldn't possibly defeat these people. Yet, inexplicably, he thought of his older brother...

After walking for more than half an hour, Yan Yi gradually began to have the idea of ​​giving up. If this continued, she would definitely die a terrible death.

Just as he was lost in despair and lost in his own thoughts, the ninja beside him suddenly spoke up and said, "We're almost there~ Little brother, just hang in there a little longer."

These words were like adding insult to injury; the tears that had just stopped started flowing again...

Just when he thought he was doomed, one of the ninjas leading the way suddenly screamed, so loudly that all the ninjas in his group, who were more than fifty meters behind, heard it.

Yan Yi was stunned, but then he saw the guy next to him draw his weapon and shout warily, "Enemy attack!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Yan Yi initially thought his clansmen had come to rescue him, but then shouts came from ahead...

"It's the Feathered Robe Clan! Prepare for battle!"

"No! There are too many enemies! Retreat!"

While Yan Yi was completely bewildered, her body was suddenly pulled away and she fell uncontrollably into the bushes on the side.

"Ouch! That hurts..."

Ignoring the pain of being pushed to the ground, Yan Yi immediately struggled and ran away into the distance!

They probably don't have time to worry about themselves now. The sounds of flashing swords, clashing metal, and screams coming from afar all indicate that a fierce battle is raging ahead.

good chance!

Yan Yi's eyes lit up instantly. The more intense their fight, the better his chances of escaping!

The ninja who had been watching over him was nowhere to be seen, and Yan Yi had no way to sense him. He could only run as fast as he could through the bushes, trying to get as far away as possible...

Despite the branches scratching his feet, Yan Yi didn't stop for a moment, running blindly all the way, unaware that at the end of the bushes was a steep slope two or three meters low, and he slipped and fell...

"what!!"

With a scream, Yan Yi fell heavily to the ground, his vision blurring, but soon he lost consciousness and fainted...

......

"What bad luck..." Yan Yi, who had fainted, was still thinking about the unlucky things that had happened to her today.

"I wonder if my older brother is worried about me... I've disappeared, my family must be very anxious, have they come looking for me...?"

"..."

"Hey, wake up!"

"Hmm...? Is someone calling me?"

After a moment of disorientation, Yan Yi's consciousness gradually returned to her body.

Are you alright? Is anything particularly painful?

"Well..."

Yan Yi opened her eyes with difficulty, but the face of her older brother that she had imagined did not appear. Instead, a strange boy who looked about the same age as her was looking at her with a worried expression.

"You are...?" Yan Yi felt that the other person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

The boy who was asked the question didn't answer it, but instead said to him, "I saw you lying here just now, I thought you were dead..."

"Ugh...I...hiss..."

Just as Yan Yi was about to say something, a sharp pain shot through her body, interrupting her thoughts. Her hands were still bound behind her back, and she had fallen straight down the slope...

Seeing Yan Yi's pained expression, the boy immediately realized what was happening, took out a small knife from his body, and cut the ropes binding Yan Yi's hands.

Before Yan Yi could react, the boy simply gave his name and then bombarded her with his questions.

"My name is Itama... What's your name? Why were you tied up and fell from there?"

"A tatami room...?" Yan Yi didn't react at first, but after a few seconds of stunned silence, he suddenly realized that the tatami room in front of him... could it be?

"My name is Yan Yi... I was accidentally captured, and I just found an opportunity to run here..." Yan Yi's voice was very soft, and he was a little scared.

He remembered now: the other person's distinctive half-black, half-white hairstyle and deep brown eyes... this guy was Hashirama's fourth brother, Senju Itama.

If he's in a siding, then this place is...

"Yan Yi...you're the enemy, right..." Itama spoke up before Yan Yi could say anything, his expression looking somewhat sad.

Yan Yi was startled. How did he figure that out?

"I..."

"You don't need to explain. The rope binding your hands is specially made by our tribe. It's only used against enemies..."

Itama forced a smile, his expression revealing nothing.

“Even though you’re an enemy, you look even younger than me… I don’t think killing you is the right decision; I don’t want to hurt anyone…”

Yan listened to Itama's account in silence. He didn't know this person; his few memories were that he was surrounded and killed by five members of the Uchiha clan.

Yan Yi didn't know what to say. He was in a terrible state. Not only was he in pain all over, but he also had no strength. Now he had accidentally escaped to the vicinity of the Thousand Hands Clan's territory. It couldn't be worse.

Seeing Yan Yi's pitiful appearance, Itama's heart softened instantly. Although he didn't know why the ninjas were always arguing, the black-haired boy in front of him didn't seem like the heinous enemies his clansmen spoke of.

"Alright, I won't take you back to our territory. I have a secret base nearby where you can rest for a while..."

As he spoke, Itama helped Yan Yi up and carried him on his back. Because they were about the same age, Itama seemed to be struggling a bit...

Yan Yi passively lay on top of this "enemy," her feelings complicated. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke, "Aren't you afraid I'll attack you now...? We're enemies..."

Upon hearing Yan Yi's words, Itama burst out laughing: "You look like this now? Haha, and why do we have to be enemies? At least I didn't directly say my surname, and you didn't tell me yours either."

Yan Yi was a little surprised. Good grief, so as long as you don't say anything, you can pretend you don't know...

With her chin resting on Banma's thin shoulder, Yan Yi couldn't help but feel miserable. They could get along harmoniously after shedding their surnames, so why did they have to get involved in this endless struggle?