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Sasuke woke up. - Sasuke-kun, is everything okay? - Sort of... Uchiha rubbed his temple and looked up at his brother, who was now sitting next to him. Itachi smoothed his bangs and gently touched his forehead. - Your temperature has risen a little... - It'll pass soon, - Sasuke waved it off. - Why don't you stay in the room today?.. - No, it's okay. I'm feeling better now. It's just a nightmare. Itachi looked at his brother sympathetically, but did not object. Sasuke got up and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later, the four of them were back in the car. Obito was driving this time. The enemies appeared again. Another shootout. Not so far away, but at the same time not close, Sasuke could see Itachi and Obito. - Look out! Sasuke was knocked to the ground and covered with himself. "Kakashi." A grenade exploded nearby. Kakashi hissed softly. "Touched..." Kakashi stood up. Sasuke followed suit. - We need to stop it... - Not now, Sasuke-kun. They won't leave us alone that easily... Kakashi realized the gun and resumed the firefight. Out of the corner of his eye, Uchiha noticed that they were being targeted from behind. The enemy fired, apparently aiming at Kakashi's head. Something had to be done. Sasuke couldn't catch a bullet. Knock down Kakashi... If he does that now, Kakashi will get into a shootout. There's only one thing left... Sasuke covered Kakashi with himself, trying to do it so that the bullet would not touch vital points. It appears in front of him, literally out of nowhere... - Obito?.. - If someone wants to kill Kakashi, they'll have to deal with me first! Obito stood holding his shoulder. The opponent wanted to take advantage of the moment, but gets hit in the back of the head. - You're on time as always, Itachi-kun. The bandit falls to the floor. Itachi twisted his arms. - This is for the grenade. It turned out that Itachi's leg was injured in the explosion, so the next twenty minutes were spent bandaging the wounds. - Well, that's about it. These were the last ones. Tomorrow it will be possible to return home. - Great. Then let's go to the room. I need to rest before the road. In the evening they returned to the hotel.Chapter 6. Injury
December 19, 2023 at 11:33 AM
Sasuke woke up quite early in the morning. The others, apparently, were still asleep. Uchiha looked at his watch.
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3:87
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"Yeah… Stop.. What?"
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3:37
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"It's better now."
Sasuke sat down and stretched. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After leaving the bathroom, he decided to make tea.
While the kettle was boiling, Uchiha discovered that there was a balcony in the kitchen.
When he got there, he opened the door and went out onto the terrace. It had a view of a wide road, cars passing along this road, and other buildings…
Sasuke made tea and sat down on the balcony.
"It's cold."
Leaving the mug on the table, he went to get his jacket.
"A hoodie is fine."
Putting on warmer clothes, Sasuke looked towards the second bed. As he got closer, he noticed that Itachi wasn't wearing it.
"Gone? So early... Should I write to him?.."
After going through all the rooms, Sasuke found that the others were gone too.
"Haven't you returned yet?.."
Sasuke went out onto the balcony again and took out his phone. After writing the message, Uchiha looked up.
It was already beginning to dawn, but in the depths of my soul, instead of calmness, a feeling of anxiety was gradually growing.
"Where are they?!?"
Shots were heard nearby. Sasuke understood that he was taking a big risk by going there without a weapon, but he still left the entrance and followed the sound.
Three people were lying on the asphalt in the middle of the dark street. They didn't move. A red spot was visible under them.
"Damn, it's not them, is it...?"
He wanted to get closer to make sure that he wouldn't find any familiar faces among the lifeless bodies.
"Just a second... If the shots were heard recently, then the killer may still be here..."
- You're absolutely right, my boy.
“What? I didn't say that..."
The man pointed a gun at Sasuke. Uchiha realized that his body refused to listen to him at all. The man pulled the trigger. Another shot rang out.
"... out loud..."
A sharp pain in the head.