Uehara Naraku

(TN: I'm not native English, so if you find grammar mistakes, spelling, confusing words, etc. Point it out using paragraph comment. I tried to edit it.)

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In the middle of the gloomy cave.

The sound of water dripping was sparse and incessant.

A sound of footsteps treading up water splashes suddenly appeared and echoed in this secluded cave, and a man and a woman hide in this cave suddenly became alert.

"Pain, someone's coming!"

The woman wrinkled her brow, her palm instantly transformed into a sheet of origami, with chakra attached to it appearing unusually sharp, her voice somewhat calm: "Apart from the two of us, only Madara and Judo know about this place... are they here?"

"No, it's a strange ninja."

The man raised his head, a pair of eerie eyes gazing at the entrance to the cave, looking at the figure that appeared, his voice sounding somewhat cold and heartless: "Konan, go kill him!"

Even if twelve years ago, because of the death of their late friend, they abandoned the idea of the first generation of the Akatsuki organization here; it does not mean that they will see the place where their late friend once survived being entered by a stranger.

Kill a strange ninja who set foot in this undefiled land. Whether man or woman, there is no burden in their hearts.

They are, well, used to killing.

"Excuse me, is this... the base of the Akatsuki Organization?"

Without waiting for them to make any move, the figure that appeared in the cave took the lead and spoke to the man and woman standing inside the cave, "I am the son of Uehara Nozomu, Uehara Naraku, who, twelve years ago, my told mother that he had joined an organization called the Akatsuki to follow Yahiko-Sama, but never returned since then."

"..."

The woman's action of swinging her paper hand sword stopped, and the man's face stiffened somewhat unconcealed as they heard a somewhat unfamiliar name.

No, or rather, it was a kind of familiar.

At least for the woman, still familiar.

Because the ninja named Uehara Nozomu once to protect her, eventually died by the sword of the enemy, that is a meaningless sacrifice.

As the figure at the entrance of the cave gradually walked in, a man and a woman saw the appearance of the visitor.

It was a teenager who would even carry a crooked ninja forehead guard, and he was wearing a wide tube sleeve robe, which was a little too big for his age.

The uniform of the first generation of the Akatsuki organization now looks is simple, because the Akatsuki is too poor.

Despite that, one can't help but feel a little nostalgic.

"You are the son of Uehara Nozomu?"

The man turned his bizarre eyes and stared intently at the teenager in front of him, looking at the teenager's rather similar looks to his father, and said in a deep voice: "We have never had this person in our organization, go away!"

"..."

The woman opened her mouth as if to say something when she looked up prayerfully like a glance at the man next to her, but only to see the man joggled his head.

The woman bit her lips and finally fell into silence.

The young man's hand tightly gripped a shuriken, seemingly to pretend to be calm but when he stopped and wanted to turn around and leave, he inadvertently saw the appearance of the man and woman, he suddenly the shuriken was put away, and he took out his pocket.

The man and woman in the cave looked at each other with some surprise in their expressions, and when their hearts were alerted, the teenager took out a photo.

"..."

The teenager lowered his head and looked at the photo.

He raised his head again, looked at the man, looked at the woman.

Then the teenager held the photo up at them and whispered, "Excuse me, are you Konan-Sama and Yahiko-Sama?"

"..."

The man and the woman fell into silence.

That photo was the only time the first generation of the Akatsuki organization took a photo, which was missing many people who came later because everyone thought that the Akatsuki organization was a peaceful organization and paid little attention to the information of its members, many of them sent it to their families.

And the Yahiko mentioned by this teenager is the very first leader of the Akatsuki and the source of the increasingly depressed mood of the two.

The man and Yahiko look exactly alike because the man's body was originally the corpse of Yahiko, made into a powerful puppet by him.

The person controlling the puppet behind him was none other than a red-haired teenager in the photo.

"Yahiko-Sama has changed little."

The teenager spoke in a rumbling voice: "Although Konan-Sama is older, the outline of her youth can still be seen..."

"...."

The woman's face darkened.

The man calmly gazed at the teenager in front of him and suddenly spoke: "Your father died, he died in battle twelve years ago, and now I have forgotten his name, the weak, are not worthy of being remembered."

"Pain!"

A flash of panic crossed the woman's face!

She did not expect that the man would tell the truth in such a straightforward manner. At least this is after their deceased friend!

The teenager's face drooped as he forcefully retorted, "If you don't remember the name, why did you say he died in battle?"

"Because..."

The man looked at the teenager's appearance and said in a cold, word-for-word voice, "Twelve years ago, only two people from the entire Akatsuki survived."

"... He could have survived!"

The woman suddenly said in a loud voice and continued to add, "If it wasn't for me, many people would have survived."

"..."

The man at her side seemed to want to say something to comfort her, only to look at the woman's downcast face. Finally, stopped his mouth.

"I know."

The teenager's expression instantly closed, full of indifference waved his hand, "Since he died twelve years ago, then I will not blame him."

After saying that, the teenager turned around and left.

However, before Uehara Naraku could take two steps, a strange gravitational force tugged at his body and...

Pulling him back again, the man grabbed him violently by the collar with his palm!

"Your father was not much power, but he was an admirable ninja, don't you have the slightest feeling about him?"

"Pain, let him go!"

The woman anxiously reached out her palm beside her and grabbed the man's arm, trying to get him to let go of the teenager's collar.

Uehara Naraku pulled Pain palm, tilted his head to look at the man's weird eyes, a touch of mockery flashed on his face, "I'm sorry, I was born twelve years ago, except for this picture at home and this dress, but I have no impression of him."

From his mouth, the image of a man who abandoned his wife and children leaped out.

The ninja named Uehara Nozomu, who left his wife who had not long given birth and his newborn son to follow an inexplicable Akatsuki organization, sounded odd.

"... I'm sorry."

The woman mumbled an apology from the side.

The corners of Konan's eyes accumulated moisture. Twelve years ago, they were still only fifteen years old, simply can not understand that group of ninja who followed them back then paid how much they sacrifice.

Now they know the tip of the iceberg beneath it.

"There's no need to apologize, that was his choice."

The teenager shook his head, pulled away from the man's hand, and whispered,

"I came to find Akatsuki's base, just because before my mother passed away, I always wanted to know about him."

Konan looked at the teenager and spoke nervously, "Your parents have passed away, so where are you... going now?"

"To join Lord Hanzo, of course!"

Uehara Naraku spread his hands and spoke out to explain, "These few months, I have been working as a wandering ninja, spying on the news of the Akatsuki and my father's trail... Now that my wish has been fulfilled, of course, I am going to join Lord Hanzo and become an official ninja."

"..."

Pain and Konoha looked at each other. A descendant of a member of the first generation of the Akatsuki organization was going to join his father's murderer?

This kid named Uehara Naraku doesn't know the truth. How can they who know the truth, especially Konan, tolerate this kind of thing?

"No."

Konan reached out and grabbed his shoulders, squatting in front of him, her face clear and cold, "Your father, Uehara Nozomu, joined Akatsuki, so his child is also a member of the organization!"

"This organization of yours... why is it a bit like a pyramid scheme den!"

Uehara Naraku looked back and forth at Konan and Pain couldn't help but blink his eyes, subconsciously opened his mouth to spit out a sentence.

But...

He also finally reached his true purpose.

There was monotone sound in Uehara Naraku's brain [Side mission: join an organization (1/1), the mission has been completed, the reward: [Galio, the Colossus] psychic contract.]