Sandy Beach
Hashirama laid on the beach, though tired and upset. He was making a negotiation with the Murasaki Clan…and it didn't go good.
He watched as the water washed the sand, the land that the Murasaki owns is very beautiful, filled with a beach, several trees, natural resources, he wouldn't mind living here.
"Excuse me." An angelic voice spoke out, catching him off guard. He sat down, shaking his head from sandy particles.
"You are Senju Hashirama, correct?" He nodded.
"Good afternoon, Madame." He smiled at the fair haired woman.
"Good afternoon to you too, I am Chiaki, head of the Murasaki clan." This woman was the head, so who in the world was he dealing with?
"I'm deeply sorry about my uncle's treatment to you, he doesn't like youths much. Especially clan heads as young as we are." Hashirama nodded, he never minded the treatment, but being denied…
Chiaki sat next to him. "This is about your village's alliances, correct?" He merely nodded, smiling.
"I approve of the alliance, then. If my uncle has any say in this, I will make sure our alliance doesn't get severed, and besides…" She leaned in, face nearly touching.
"Is that sand?" She asked, removing some of the sandy particles.
"Well then, we'll see each other soon, alright?"
And they did a few years later, falling in love and getting married, but her immature death ruined it all.
End