Naruto: If I ask you to kill Sasuke, you will become a succubus?

But just before our eyes met, a big bird suddenly fell from the sky, rushed between us, and raised a cloud of dust.

The mask essence on my face was already sticky. Although Gaara's sand quickly blocked the three of us and kept the oncoming dust outside the sand wall, I still felt as if there was a layer of dust on my face, and it made me feel a little stuffy.

This sand wall would also block our vision, so Neji cooperated by opening his Byakugan to see what was behind the sand wall, and I used water jutsu to wash my face.

A voice came from the bird's back: "Uchiha Asaro! It's you!"

I was slightly startled, and I felt that the voice and tone seemed somewhat familiar: "Deidara?"

"Yes, it's me! I didn't go looking for you, but you came to me! Hmm!"

There really is an Akatsuki base nearby...right?

Hoshigaki Kisame's voice came from the other end of the big bird: "Do you know each other?"

I didn't notice the danger for the time being, and Gaara's sand wall slowly descended. I looked up and saw Deidara sitting on the back of the big bird, his golden hair shining in the sun.

"Well." Deidara ignored Hoshigaki Kisame, "It's none of your business."

He smiled at me and said, "I heard that you betrayed Konoha? What's going on? Do you want to be my subordinate and follow me? Hmm?"

The thought of having an Uchiha with the Sharingan as his subordinate made Deidara look very excited.

"Do you want to be my subordinate?" I said, "We in the Hidden Mist Village can forgive you for being a traitor to the Hidden Mist Village."

"Tsk, your current Mizukage may not be able to defeat me." Deidara turned his head and said to the other side: "Hey, Uchiha Itachi, Hoshigaki Kisame, I'll take care of this guy, don't interfere!"

"I'm not in the mood to play with you." Hoshigaki Kisame was already there, preventing me from communicating freely with Uchiha Itachi. Now there was also Deidara interfering. I was a little anxious: "I have something to resolve with Uchiha Itachi."

Everything would have been easy if we had just made eye contact!

Just a little bit more!

Deidara's face darkened, "Do you think I'm not as good as Uchiha Itachi?"

"This is... a family affair of the Uchiha family!"

Although I have always emphasized that my last name is not Uchiha, because my bloodline was stolen by Orochimaru, but in the current situation, this reason seems to be the only explanation I can come up with.

"What's your family history with Uchiha Itachi?" Deidara didn't buy it. He said unhappily, "You and him are not from the same family, you just share the Sharingan, don't try to be related! Huh!"

He glanced at the situation on the other side of the bird and said to me, "Look, Uchiha Itachi doesn't even bother to pay attention to you. He's already gone."

I wanted to bypass him and chase after him, but Deidara's big bird also changed direction, always blocking my way.

I got a little angry: "Deidara!"

Deidara looked at me but showed no intention of moving out of the way.

I could only concentrate my chakra on my feet and try to jump directly over his head.

Neji tried to speak up to stop me: "Asaro!"

But he didn't make it in time.

Just as I was about to fly over Deidara's head, his big bird quickly flew up and approached me in the blink of an eye.

Deidara pulled me down from mid-air and pressed me down on the bird's back: "Really? I've been trying to stop you, but you're so eager to die!? Huh?"

I wanted to push him away, but seeing this, Deidara tightened his grip around my waist and at the same time, Asuka rose rapidly, as if to stop me from chasing him.

I turned to look at him in confusion: "Why are you——!?"

Deidara held me under his arms, making it difficult for me to move. He looked forward and flew in the opposite direction of Uchiha Itachi. "You promised me to let me take a closer look at your Sharingan, but you haven't shown it to me yet. What if you die? Hmm!"

I reacted belatedly at this moment and realized that Deidara had stopped me just now in order to ensure that I could survive?

"Are you protecting me?"

"Hmph, don't say such disgusting things. I just think that no matter who wins or loses, one of you will have your Sharingan destroyed, which is such a pity!"

I was silent for a moment.

"You are still so fond of Sharingan now..." I tried to ask, "Do you still like it so much?"

"That's right!" Deidara glared at me angrily, "This reason is also very important! I was just about to find you for this! Didn't you say that your pupil technique would fade in six months at most?!"

"…Then why do you think it hasn't subsided?"

"Isn't it obvious? I really, really like the Sharingan right now. Hmm!"

I stared at him, but I didn't find any trace of guilt or hesitation on his face. He looked at me firmly, and I sincerely felt that the reason why he was obsessed with the Sharingan and didn't want Itachi and I to have a conflict was because I used a...

A pupil technique that has never been effective.

I don't know how high Deidara flew his giant clay bird, but I felt the wind around me getting stronger and stronger, blowing all my hair onto my face.

I wanted to reach out to push my hair away, but as soon as I moved, Deidara held me tighter: "Don't even think about running away!"

"Where can I run to at such a high place?" I negotiated, "Can you put me down first? Aren't you tired of holding me like this all the time?"

"No! Your two companions are chasing me. The Byakugan is not so easy to get rid of. And that Gaara, his sand can hit guys in the air... Tsk, I have to fly higher."

Seeing that it was impossible to catch up with Uchiha Itachi today, I suddenly lost my temper, relaxed my body and hung in his arms, no longer fighting with Deidara.

"Ah... I don't intend to fight with you..."

"You make it sound like I'm planning on fighting you. I just want you to fulfill the promise you made back then. Hmm!"

"promise?"

"You should have shown me your Sharingan months ago. You should show it to me now, right?"

"You...just for this?"

Deidara looked down at me, slowed down the flying speed of the giant clay bird, and placed me on its back.

"What do you mean 'just for this'? Just because of your damn eye jutsu, I dream every day that one day I can have a good look at the Sharingan! But there is no way I will go find Uchiha Itachi, so I think about you every day, every day!"

"..."

When I think about the fact that I didn't use any eye techniques on him at all, and the way he seems to think that everything is my fault, it's very... difficult to evaluate.

"As long as I show you my Sharingan, you will send me back to the ground, and then we can separate peacefully, right?"

"Ok!"

"Then I will cancel the pupil technique, and everything we did before will be written off?"

The next time I meet Uchiha Itachi, he won't show up to cause trouble again.

But...if I miss this opportunity, when will I see Uchiha Itachi next time?

But no matter what, let's get rid of Deidara first and reunite with Gaara, Neji and the others.

I closed my eyes and thought, how should I edit this... ?

Just as I opened my Sharingan and was about to reopen my eyes, Deidara suddenly said nervously, "Wait a minute! Can you start by turning your eyes red, and then slowly change them to one magatama, two magatama, three magatama, and so on for me to see?"

"..."

"That's the way it can be considered appreciation. This is art! Of course you have to observe everything carefully! Hmm!"

I closed my Sharingan and opened my eyes, looking at him with my black pupils and declared: "I only know eye techniques, not acrobatics."

I feel like Deidara is like a spoiled child who only thinks about what he wants to do and doesn't care whether it's a bother to others or not.

However, this kind of willfulness will only give people a feeling of purity and frankness, but will not make people really feel bored when getting along with each other.

"I'll show you the three magatama and the Mangekyō Sharingan. There are only two variations. It's up to you to watch it or not."

Hearing what I said, Deidara puffed up his face in anger. He glared at me accusingly, and when he saw that I had no intention of giving in, he reluctantly said, "...Okay."

His mood changed very quickly. He was angry and disappointed just now, but became excited again in the blink of an eye.

Deidara came closer to me, his blue eyes full of desire and curiosity, "Hurry, hurry! Let me see!"

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, there were three bright red magatama in my eyes. I saw Deidara staring at me blankly, his eyes full of surprise, concentration, desire, obsession and passion.

He murmured, "This is the Sharingan..."

If I gave him a pair of sunglasses now, I think his expression would look similar to Shino when he was observing insects.

"Have you seen enough? I'm going to change, ok?"

"Wait a minute!" Deidara held my face with his hands without hesitation, "I haven't seen enough. This is for me to enjoy, so of course I have to see enough before I can do it! You can only transform when I say you can."

I couldn't help but complain: "Where are you from, little master?"

He didn't reply to me, but just held my face as if he was holding a precious jewel, changing the angle in the sunlight and looking at the brilliance of each facet.

"...Don't turn my face towards the sun!"

The sun dazzled my eyes, and I pushed Deidara in anger, turned my head away and closed my eyes, and tears welled up in my eyes due to the stimulation.

Deidara was stunned for a moment, and after uttering a short "ah", he suddenly seemed to have turned into a saw-mouthed gourd, looking at me silently.

"No matter how much you like the Sharingan," I rubbed my eyes, "don't forget my feelings. I am a human being. People are more important than eyes, right?"

"..."

I looked up at him and narrowed my eyes, "Do you think my feelings are not as important as your desire to see the Sharingan?"

He seemed to hear nothing and stared into my eyes like a possessed person.

“The tears from the Sharingan…” Deidara put his hand on the corner of my eye and whispered, “So they’re not red…”

If red liquid comes out, it should be called blood, right?

I wanted to say that, but Deidara's mood is a little off right now.

He seemed to be completely caught up in the craze for the Sharingan... too hot.

He stared at me straight, and I suddenly became curious. Did he really believe that I would keep my promise? Wasn't he afraid that if he looked into my eyes like that, I would suddenly use my pupil technique to capture him?

"want to……"

"?"

His fingers clenched into fists at the corners of my eyes: "Want to get... and then destroy..."

Deidara's words sounded dangerous, but his actions did not betray any aggression.

Although veins were popping out on the back of his hands, he looked more like he was enduring rather than planning violence.

This made me wonder whether I should defend myself, or if I was still safe and could do nothing - what if I showed my intention to attack first and provoked him...

At this high altitude, I was a little worried whether I could land safely.

I asked tentatively, "Deidara?"

But he looked more confused than I did.

"I want to get closer to the Sharingan, but even though I'm this close, it still feels like it's not enough..."

I said cautiously, "You're not going to dig out my eyes and put them in your own eye sockets, are you?"

Deidara seemed to really think about it, but fortunately he soon frowned and said in disgust: "No, your Sharingan should be in your eye sockets, that's the most beautiful. Besides, I like my own eyes very much."

When he said that, I smiled with relief: "I also think Deidara's eyes are beautiful! They are unique!"

"…But I feel like I'm craving an explosion… I'm craving an explosion with my Sharingan, but it feels different than the urge I had when I exploded with the clay. I don't want to destroy it, but…I want to do something drastic."

Although he has tried his best to express his feelings, I am not him after all, and I cannot understand what he is feeling at the moment. Instead, the more I listen, the more confused I become.

All I could ask him was, "Have you seen enough? Have I turned into a Mangekyō Sharingan?"

Deidara looked at me.

"Deidara?"

He stretched out his hand towards me, and I thought he was going to hold my face again, but just before he touched me, the mouth in his palm suddenly opened slightly, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the corner of my eye.

I:"?"

"Remove your eye technique now." Deidara said hurriedly: "...I think the situation is more serious than I thought."

"what?"

"I thought I would feel satisfied as long as I saw your Sharingan, but I don't know why looking at you makes me feel like a drop of water falling into a sponge. Just looking at you is not enough. I want to do more things to fill that lonely and empty feeling..." Deidara said, and he got angry: "What on earth did you do to me!!"

I:"……"

He was a little mad: "I don't want the Sharingan to become my sexual fetish!!"

I:"……?"

"Hurry up! I don't want to see the Mangekyō Sharingan anymore!"

It is not easy to perform a pupil technique that does not exist, but at this moment, I think it may be even more difficult to cancel a pupil technique that does not exist.

"Well then," Anyway, I have to have a sense of ceremony first. I reached out to Deidara, just like when I twisted Neji's caged bird before, "Then I..."

"Wow wait! No!!"

The boy who was eager for me to cancel the eye technique just now suddenly hugged me again and shouted uncomfortably: "I really want to see the Mangekyō Sharingan! Yeah!!"

"I told you I could show it to you!"

"But... damn, if I watch all of it, I feel like something terrible is going to happen! What if I can never go back to who I was before!?"

"After reading this, the Sharingan will become your quirk? By the way, what does quirk mean?"

"Don't worry!!!"