[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

A pair of lovers who reunited after a long absence embraced for a long time before parting reluctantly.

Harry turned back and continued to nurse the baby.After changing his slippers, Yihe soon followed, standing aside and watching.

Although Yihe didn't say a word, Harry still keenly felt that Yihe was not in a good mood.

Not long ago, he accidentally choked on the fragile baby, so he didn't dare to be distracted, so he half turned around, glanced at He quickly, and asked with his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Yihe stared at him, held back for a long time, and finally said: "For the past two years, the patriarch has been forcing me to go on a blind date."

Harry came up with some bad thoughts, thinking, Yihe has been married for the past two years, and now he escaped marriage and came to find him, right? ——Then his crime will be big.

He temporarily took the bottle out of the baby's mouth, and asked eagerly, "What about the result of the blind date? Didn't it work?"

His nervousness as if he was facing a big enemy made Yihe feel a little better, and shook his head: "No. Although I don't remember you, I still instinctively reject other people. The patriarch let me meet a few female tribesmen , found no results, and even began to arrange for me to meet with male clansmen."

Harry was dumbfounded.

Damn, he still thinks that Hinata's patriarch is an old antique with backward thinking, why did he suddenly look away?

...However, maybe it was just to prevent Yihe from being abducted by an outsider like him.After all, because the pupil art inheritance requires pure blood, even in normal heterosexual pairings, the Hyuga clan rarely intermarries with foreigners.In addition, he had become a notorious traitor at that time...

Harry thought about it again and again, but still found it unbelievable, and said dryly, "Is your Hinata so open-minded?"

"Normally, but the whole family knows that I like men." Yihe glared at him with resentment, "—except myself."

Harry: "..."

He started to feel embarrassed, and it was only now that he realized how much trouble his forgetting has caused Yihe in the past two years.

Yihe doesn't remember anything, and others probably don't dare to bring it up, so Yihe has to endure the bewilderment caused by memory loss, and at the same time, he has to bear the strange or contemptuous looks from around him.

Harry's heart moved slightly, he lowered his eyes guiltily, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully, and this will never happen again in the future."

"There is no future." Yihe said.

Just when Harry thought he was going to say something like "Let's break up", he went on to say: "I have decided to expel myself from the family. I have disobeyed the orders of the patriarch many times and violated the rules to release the caged bird first." , Lost one eye behind, unfaithful, unfilial, unrighteous, sinful, unforgivable, shameless to face ancestors and parents, I don't deserve to use the surname 'Hyuga'. As for the remaining white eye, I will go to the hospital to remove it and return it to the Hyuga clan."

"..."

There were a lot of slots, and Harry didn't know where to start.

He thought of a bunch of persuasive words, but before they were written, he remembered the other party's innate stubbornness. If Yihe really made up his mind, he would never be able to change it.

So he finally just said: "Okay, I will accompany you when the time comes."

Harry finished the last bit of milk, held the baby upright, and patted the burp.

After all, he is also a person who has brought up three children and the children of the children. He is familiar with this kind of thing, but he doesn't know how peaceful this kind of proficiency is for a young and unmarried youth.

Yihe began to feel depressed again, as if he wanted to get angry emotionally, but rationally felt that he couldn't get angry, so he could only keep his emotions in his heart and suffocate himself.

Harry was a little surprised. He thought it was just leaving home that made Yihe unhappy, but he didn't expect there to be other secrets?

He felt that relying on his own guessing, he might not be able to understand the other party's twists and turns for the rest of his life, so he sighed helplessly and said bluntly: "Yihe, if you want to ask something or have an opinion on me, you can Just say it directly, and I can explain it to you. I always dig into the horns alone, and it is easy to create barriers and misunderstandings."

Yihe glanced at him several times, confirmed that he really didn't understand at all, and then pointed out obliquely: "Although I have been on a blind date, I have never developed a special relationship with anyone."

Harry responded, "Well, neither do I. Don't worry about that. Sha Yin's people are uglier than the other, far worse than you. I'm not interested at all."

Yihe's eyes widened in disbelief, and gradually, the corners of his eyes turned red with anger and excitement: "You still want to lie to me!"

Everyone in Harry was dumbfounded, and could only squeeze out a single sound from his throat: "... huh?"

"It's okay for you to admit it truthfully. You like children yourself, so it's justifiable to make such a choice." Yihe scolded solemnly, "But you don't want to take the responsibility you should, and you still try to lie to get away. First Don't talk about me, are you worthy of this child's biological mother?"

Harry finally understood.

Yihe thought that the baby was his own daughter, a child he had with other women during his life in Shayin. Although he was extremely unhappy, he knew that the child was innocent, so he struggled and entangled, and finally decided to let go of the past.As a result, as his 'biological father', he was still unwilling to admit this dark history, and of course Ichihe, who had a very high moral bottom line, would blow up.

...Why are there still people rushing to put a green hat on their own heads? ?

Harry couldn't laugh or cry, hugged the baby in his arms after burping, and handed it to Yihe: "It's not the first time you've seen this baby, don't you think she doesn't look like me at all?"

In fact, Yihe wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but he never found the opportunity. Now the person involved brought it up on his own initiative. He wanted to hear the answer, but he didn't want to hear the answer. The two contradicted and turned into an aggrieved temptation: "Maybe it is Looks like her mother...?"

"The hair color and eye color are different, but the appearance is indeed somewhat similar..." Harry carefully recalled the appearance of the woman who was raised by Sha Yin as an experimental subject. After a pause, he suddenly realized that this was not what he should have done. focus of attention.The point is—

"Yihe!" He shouted, "So in your eyes, I am the kind of person who would cheat marriages for the sake of inheriting the family?"

This time it was Yihe's turn to feel guilty, his eyes wandered around, his eyelashes cast trembling shadows under the light.

After a few seconds, he probably realized that the root cause of the matter was not his own, and he didn't need to feel guilty, so he regained his confidence and argued: "You told me yourself."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he immediately burst out with some suffocated resentment, and more complaints poured out: "Based on this child's age, you were with her mother not long after you left Konoha. Thinking about it this way, you are living a pretty good life!"

There was a moment of silence, and the two looked at each other, relatively speechless.

Harry Wu asked, "Are you jealous?"

Yi He choked for a moment, and instead of answering directly, he just said angrily: "Don't change the subject——"

"You're jealous," Harry repeated, this time in a firm affirmation.

Yihe stopped talking, and stared at him with red eyes, so wronged that he exploded.

Harry finally couldn't help it, and laughed.

His little boyfriend is really... so cute.

Harry put the baby, who was falling asleep after feeding, back in the cradle, and hugged the cutest object in the world again.

The body was resistingly tense in his arms, and after a while, it slowly softened, and his hands were put on his waist.

"Forget it, it's useless to dwell on the past." Yihe sighed, his tone full of helpless compromise, "After all, it's your child, and I will treat it as my own."

Harry thought, how much torture and psychological construction did this person go through before he chose to forgive, and Ai Wuji Wudi accepted the child born of a lover and someone else?

He followed the conversation and asked: "Then she is not my child? You don't care about her?"

He was taken aback for a moment, opened his mouth, and lost his voice.

"I picked up this child by chance before I left Sha Yin." Harry put an end to the oolong discussion, "In the past two years, I have never stopped thinking about you for a moment. ——Probably in this life On you."

He felt the hands around his waist suddenly tightened, wishing he could embed him deeply into his body, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, as if it was crying, or as if it was suddenly relaxed after being suppressed: "... …Me too."

Yihe took a breath, and said again: "Leaving the family, without a blood successor, I am penniless and have nothing, only you are left."

"Isn't the price too high?" Harry laughed, "But don't worry, I'm definitely worth it."

He turned his head slightly, and his voice dropped an octave, becoming a breathy voice that only the two of them could hear, with an indescribable hint: "How is it? Do you want to inspect the goods first? My figure may Not as good as you, but my technique is superb."

Harry was satisfied to see the white and delicate ear in front of him burnt red under his casual touch and blowing of breath. The owner of the ear was stunned for a few seconds, and violently resisted, trying to break free from his embrace.

"Shh." He exerted a little force and comforted him in a low voice, "It's okay, isn't it just a reaction? They're all men, I understand."

"——Shut up!" Yihe blushed with shame and annoyance, and was furious, "It's not that you just said strange things, touched everywhere, and then did such things! You really... "

Before he uttered the accusations of "improper", "unruly", and "thick-skinned", another person raised his hand and pressed his back soothingly, with a soft and low voice, as if bewitching: "Well, listen to me, Yihe, it's not a big deal. Whether it's the opposite sex or the same sex, as the relationship progresses, it will come to this point naturally. You don't have to be ashamed of it."

"You just have to let nature take its course and leave the rest to me."

Since the two met, Harry had often abducted the good baby to congratulate him to do extraordinary things, so far, it was just another addition to these resumes.

When Harry walked into the room after taking a shower, he saw Yihe Duan sitting on the edge of the bed, his collar pulled tightly, his hands on his knees, grabbing the hem of his clothes with all his might, and his face twitching With a serious and solemn expression, the whole body is tense, and the tension is almost overflowing. Those who don't know may think that he is a civilian girl who was forcibly married by a bandit... Oh, a civilian man.

"As for it?" Harry wiped his hair and sat down beside him. Seeing Yihe moved a few inches away from him uncomfortably, it was a little funny, and he had some thoughts of teasing, so he moved towards him abruptly. .

Yihe was distracted, and was caught off guard by a sneak attack. He was pushed down on the bed, covered his lips with his arms, and exchanged a lingering deep kiss.

His belt was untied, his clothes were wrinkled while being pulled, his long hair was scattered, his neck was flushed to the tips of his ears, his lips were bright and moist, but his brows were still frowning, motionless, and he was lying on his back straight He looked more and more like a bullied civil man.

Harry stretched his arms and looked at him for a few times. He felt that his mind full of dirty thoughts was simply a heinous crime, and his shoulders collapsed in frustration: "If you really can't accept it, then forget it, and we will talk about it next time."

He just wanted to get up, but Yihe stretched out his hand to hold him, imitating what he did just now, pushing him on the bed and kissing him for a round.

And then... nothing more.

"You are only responsible for starting the fire, not putting it out?" Even a man couldn't help making such a fuss, Harry was both resentful and somewhat helpless as expected.

He was very uncomfortable, but his hands and legs were suppressed by the huge force of the physical ninja, so he could only writhe in vain like a fish on the shore: "It's too much! Even if you don't let me touch you, Anyway, let me go and let me solve it myself!"

Yihe pressed him tightly, and didn't let go after hearing the words. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time, lowered his eyes, and whispered, "I don't want to let you hurt..."

Harry didn't react for a while: "What hurts?"

"I read the book." Yihe's face became more and more red with the naked eye. "If two men do this kind of thing, one of them will hurt."

Harry was stunned for half a minute, and asked instinctively, "Why do you think it's not you who hurts?"

Yihe glanced at him, then quickly looked away, but he still received the unexpected panic and surprise.

"Huh?" Harry chased after the victory, "They are all men anyway, and I have as much as you have, don't you?"

Yihe thought for a long time, and came up with a reason with difficulty: "After all, I am older than you..."

——What kind of fairy logic is this!

Harry couldn't hold it in any longer, and laughed out loud.

All the interest that should have been in the smile was gone, Yihe looked at him who was trembling with laughter, his expression changed from embarrassment at first, to embarrassment, then to confusion, and finally he pursed his lips in shame and anger, turned over and lay down on the side, angry.

After finally laughing enough, Harry clung to him again, hugging the sulking subject from behind.

Yihe pushed him backhanded, but he grabbed his hand.

After taking a closer look, I realized that on the night of farewell two years ago, Ichiga used this hand to grab the blade of the dagger.At this time, a scar lay across the palm with a thin callus, extending from the tiger's mouth to the base of the little finger, cutting off three palm lines, which was particularly dazzling.

Harry's heart throbbed with pain. He rubbed his fingertips on the scar for a while, then lowered his head, and pressed a pious kiss on the back of his hand.

Yihe turned over to look at him, their faces were only a dozen centimeters apart, their fingers intertwined, their hair intertwined, their breathing blended together, as if they were one.

In such a quiet intimacy, Harry said, "Yihe, I promise you, I will tell you everything about me."

Yihe looked at him and responded softly.

He lost his mind for a while, and said with a sigh: "It's a long story."