Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 472 Quan Na

"...Hmm? What exactly is this...?"

Consciousness struggled to break through layers of darkness and nothingness, finally managing to surface. Uchiha Izuna opened his eyes, still bewildered and wary of newly awakened.

The first thing that catches the eye is a face that is extremely familiar, yet seems to have been seen again after countless years.

That face was more mature and weathered than I remembered, with sharp features, full of the majesty of a strong person, but in those eyes that were staring at me, there was now a surge of excitement and ecstasy that Izuna had never seen before.

"Brother...brother?"

Izuna's voice, dry and uncertain from just waking up, weakly uttered the name.

"Izuna?!"

Upon confirming that his younger brother had indeed opened his eyes, Madara Uchiha's tense nerves instantly relaxed, only to be overwhelmed by even more turbulent emotions.

He could no longer control himself and grabbed Izuna's shoulders, which were now much firmer than before, with such force that it was as if he wanted to pull his lost brother back to his side and never be separated from him again.

His gaze remained fixed on Izuna's face, as if he wanted to etch this face of the most important person to him, along with this unbelievable reunion, deep and permanently into the very depths of his soul, never to be forgotten again.

(I like writing emotional scenes like this; it's just brotherhood, so don't get your imaginations too wild.)

It was neither illusion nor disguise. Madara not only clearly sensed Izuna's Uchiha chakra, which shared the same origin as his own, but also, on a soul level, sensed that the invisible, unbreakable bond stemming from their blood ties was warming up again.

This is his younger brother! The younger brother he thought he had long since parted ways with, the one whose regrets could only be made up for in the dream of the Infinite Tsukuyomi, Uchiha Izuna!

"Brother...your eyes?"

As Izuna adjusted to his sense of wakefulness, he immediately noticed Madara's eyes, which were different from his memories. Then, he quickly looked around.

"Where am I? I... I should be... dead already. Damn it, what happened? Could it be... that bastard Tobirama Senju did this?!"

As a nemesis who had fought Tobirama Senju many times, Izuna was well aware of the danger and lack of principles Tobirama had in his research on forbidden techniques.

He couldn't think of anyone else who could awaken a dead person in this state except for the Thousand-Handed White-Haired Man who could even desecrate the dead in order to develop forbidden techniques.

"...I'm not entirely clear on the current situation either."

Madara Uchiha loosened his grip slightly, but his hand remained on his younger brother's shoulder. "But, Izuna... actually, I've been dead for a long time too."

"What?!" Izuna looked up sharply at Madara. His brother... was dead too? However, a more pressing question weighed on Izuna's mind. He grabbed Madara's arm, his eyes filled with anxiety, and asked rapidly.

"Hey, brother! How's the war going?! Did we win?! You weren't fooled by that Hashirama Senju guy, were you?! Was the war... a victory for the Uchiha clan?!"

This was his greatest concern at the end of his life. For the future of his clan, he was willing to sacrifice his own eyes, hoping that his brother could gain greater power, lead the Uchiha clan to final victory, completely defeat the Senju, and become the overlord of the chaotic world!

"..."

Facing his younger brother's eyes, which were filled with expectation, trust, and eagerness, Madara Uchiha remained silent.

The weight of time, the shattering of ideals, and the deep-seated guilt and frustration he felt when facing the questions of his closest relatives instantly crushed his usually proud and unyielding spirit.

The man, known as the "Shura of the Ninja World" and who made the entire era tremble, now looked like a child who had done something wrong and was ashamed to face his family... He lowered his head, which he had always held high.

"...I see."

Seeing his brother's unprecedented demeanor, the last glimmer of hope in Uchiha Izuna's eyes suddenly went out.

He clenched his fists tightly, his newly awakened soul overwhelmed by resentment and deep sorrow.

In the end... did my brother still fail to defeat that bastard Hashirama Senju?

The rival he cursed until his last breath, the one he tried to help his brother surpass… ultimately, still stood before his brother? The Uchiha clan… ultimately failed to achieve final victory?

A silent heaviness permeated the air between the two brothers. The joy of their reunion hadn't been fully savored before it was drenched by cruel reality.

"...Brother, let's figure out what's going on first."

Ultimately, it was Uchiha Izuna who broke the suffocating silence. He forcefully suppressed the immense resentment and disappointment he felt over the defeat in the war.

Blaming his brother? He never even considered it. In his heart, Madara would always be the brother he was willing to give everything for and follow forever.

The outcome of the war may not be as desired, but my brother's safety and current situation are the most important things at this moment.

Since they were originally confirmed dead, but have now regained consciousness and physical form for some unknown reason, this in itself signifies a huge variable.

"Although I don't know why, we now... seem to have extra time. Since fate has given us a second chance, then things... might not be hopeless."

Izuna's voice regained its usual calmness, his dark eyes flashing with analytical light. He did not dwell on past regrets, but quickly turned his attention to the present and the future.

"Extra time, huh..." Madara slowly raised his head, the dejection and escapism in his eyes quickly fading away, replaced by the indomitable arrogance and inquisitive spirit that belonged to Uchiha Madara.

His younger brother's words jolted him awake. Yes, he still hadn't figured out what went wrong with his "Eye of the Moon Project," why he was here, or why Izuna was there. Blindly wallowing in regret for past failures was pointless.

"Yes, you're right, Izuna."

He straightened up, his Rinnegan becoming deep and sharp once more. He looked at his younger brother, his tone carrying the long-lost trust and expectation of an older brother, as if they were fighting side by side.

"Then, Izuna, use your 'eyes' that are always good at seeing through the details and finding the key points, and take a good look with me at this godforsaken place... what secrets it holds, and where it will lead us."

The two brothers exchanged a glance, their understanding instantly synchronized. They simultaneously closed their eyes, maximizing their senses, and began to meticulously explore the depths of the boundless grassland.

The Uchiha clan is not known for their wide-area perception abilities; they are more adept at the nature of chakra, especially the keen perception of "eye power" and "powerful beings."

This perception may not be as comprehensive as the Uzumaki clan's mental map, but it is sufficient for identifying noteworthy, especially those "familiar" or "threatening" chakra fluctuations.

Their senses swept over still or blurry phantoms of souls, brushed against the tips of blades of grass, and touched the peculiar warm energy emanating from the small sun in the air. They patiently sifted through and analyzed every unusual fluctuation.

finally--

When Madara Uchiha's senses reached a certain spot on the grassland, an incredibly familiar chakra fluctuation, like a lighthouse in the night, clearly entered his field of vision.

That chakra was so vast, as vibrant as a boundless forest, containing a vigorous life force that could nourish all things, while also carrying an upright and indestructible willpower.

This was precisely what made him feel passionate and eager to defeat countless times during his life, and also... like a poison that he couldn't resist!

As for the chakra fluctuation next to this chakra, which he also found extremely repulsive, Madara simply chose to ignore it.

At this moment, all his attention was drawn to that most core and most prominent force.

There's absolutely no mistake... this feeling is...

Madara Uchiha suddenly opened his eyes! His Rinnegan instantly burst forth with astonishing brilliance, the ripples in his pupils spinning rapidly. Due to excitement, the veins on his forehead bulged faintly, and the corners of his mouth uncontrollably stretched upwards into an arc mixed with ecstasy and fighting spirit.

It's Hashirama!!