A/N: Alright. I'm super sad and stressed. I think my dog is dying. She's all skinny and old. Plus, I think she are some medicine out of the garbage. :(
Madara went walked through the door of his house. Today was the anniversary. His anniversary.
The day Izuna died.
It's been a whole year now. Hashirama had tried to comfort him today, but to no avail. It just made him more angry and sad. Hashirama didn't know what it was like to be left alone and hated by his clan. He may have lost 2 brothers, but he still had Tobirama. Madara had none. Hashirama's clan loves him. Madara's hates him.
He didn't cry at all today, he kept the tears back. He acted angry and glared at almost everyone, but he didn't yet, that is.
As Madara walked through his door, he let out a big sigh. The end turned to sobs, though. His face scrunched up in sadness, tears flowing down his face.
He walked to bedroom in a fast walk. He opened the door, and flopped down on his bed. He buried his face in the pillows, and sobbed. He wailed, sobbed, and whimpered.
"Izuna..." He whispered, why did you have to leave?" He sobbed softly.
Then, his face scrunched up in fury. He balled his fists so hard the knuckles turned white. He grit his teeth.
"I swear! I'll get revenge!" He said through gritted teeth.
That's when Madara decided to leave the village.
A/N: OK people... This is the END of the story! THERE WILL BE NO OTHER CHAPTERS! Just to be clear. I'm sorry for the crappy ending. :(
