when children play
1. The Game
There he was right where he said he would be right by the stream. It was early spring and the cherry trees were almost in full bloom most of them half open. Todays challenge was gonna be different. Hashirama walked staight into the small stream willing himself to fall in and of course he started to put stones into the pillowcase he brought with him. He put all the smooth dark grey stones on the botton the would serve thier purpose later. As he took generous steps to flee from the stream he heard Madara come from the bushes to his immediate right.
With hope swelling in his heart Madara silently crept past the bushes attempting to catch the rare sight of Hashirama in his own little world. Where he could observe the oveflamboyant boy get caught up in something as simple as collecting stones for one of their frequent rock throwing contest. it was beyond easy for Hashi to get distracted. Madara saw Hashirama slowly start to turn and darted into the bushed leaving Hashirama knowing none the better.
Hashirama darted into the deep woods to hide and he climbed up the trees and darted across branches as quickly as possible. Now was when his plan began he took all the rocks out of of the bag and splayed them around him on his extremely wide treebranch as the leaves hid him he bagan to plot marking stones. Snikering as he marked them his plan coming into pefection. He gathered up the rocks and darted back towards the stream from the thick woods that served as a natural fortress to seperate him from the senseless killing that continued to haunt him. As the soft soil sank beneath his feet he dashed across the shrubs hoping that Madara only though he was playing hide and seek.
Playing innocent was his favorite thing Madara sat eyes closed pretending to meditate. setting in the center of the rivers surface. Of course he was faking it instead of being lost within his mind he was waiting for his friend to return. 'Im always waiting for this fool' Madara sensed Hashi`s chakra moving closer. He made a mad dash for the bank not wanting to ruin the relationship by letting Hashi find out that he was hiding his abilities. Just as Madara reached the bank Hashirama blasted through the trees panting and grinning from ear to ear."Madara try to find all the marked stones." Hashi said in a boistrous voice as he smirked and a devilish amount of playfulness sparkled in his milk chocolate brown eyes.
'Fall for it come on' Hashi prayed that Madara would take the bait. Hashirama squirmed under the overly mature stare that Madara had perfected. Hashi wanted to crawl out of his skin and go hide. Yet he knew Madara would cave if he stood his ground long enough he always did. Madara snickered and his defenses literally started to crack. "Whats the perimiter of the stones locations." Madara sighed and Hashirama told him there were no perimiters and gave him the first stone. "the game is really different this time"