Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

This story popped into my head while I was sleeping. I had to write it out for shits and giggles. This is completely unrelated to my other Fem!Mada and Fem!Izuna fic.

WARNING: This story will contain lemon. If you don't like it, don't read.

"What?" Hashirama exclaimed, unsure if he heard correctly, "Are you sure it's him?" he asked, sitting in the common room with Tobirama beside him as they stared at the scout who had just reported his findings.

"It's him alright. He has been brought here for some medical attention and for your judgement." The scout said, unsure if he did the right thing in bringing one of them into their compound.

"Was there anyone with him?" Hashirama asked, needing to know if there were others out there that might've seen him being brought to their compound.

The scout shook his head, "We found no one. He was the only one that was involved in that attack."

Tobirama narrowed his eyes, "What attack?" he asked, his mind going over scenarios where he initiated the attack.

"We're not exactly sure. They were telling him to come with them or die." The scout answered, making the Senju's eyes widen at the information.

"You're saying they attacked him?" Hashirama exclaimed, finding it very strange for someone as powerful as him to be overpowered so easily.

The scout nodded, "That what we saw before we stepped in. Just in time for him to collapse."

Hashirama nodded in understanding before asking one more question, "Is he in a secure room right now?"

The scout nodded, "Good, we're gonna need him well protected and contained for the duration of his stay." Hashirama said standing up and instructing the scout to lead him to where their 'guest' was being held.

Tobirama intervened, "Hashirama, he is too dangerous to keep around. We can't allow someone from that clan to wander the grounds." he said, not liking the idea of their enemy living in their home.

"Relax Tobirama, we'll seal off his chakra. He won't be a threat as long as he is rendered without his weapons and sharingan." Hashirama tried to reassure his brother who has expressed his intense dislike regarding their rivaled clan.

"That's not the point, he could gather vital information by being here. It's far too risky having him in the compound." Tobirama argued, trying to make Hashirama see reason.

"He won't. Tobirama don't you see? With him here, Madara will finally agree to the peace treaty. He would never allow anything to happen to the only family he has left." Hashirama said, knowing Madara well enough to know that he would do anything to keep his little brother safe.

Hashirama had a point, there were many instances where Madara came to his little brother's rescue whenever Tobirama tried to finish him off. "He's not gonna cooperate." Tobirama stated as they got closer to the room Madara's brother was being kept in.

"True. But I'm sure he wants this war to end just as much as Madara." Hashirama said optimistically before they heard noises coming from the room up ahead of them. Quickening their footsteps, they slid open the doors to see five medics trying to hold down a struggling Uchiha.

"You were saying?" Tobirama said, turning a sideways glance at Hashirama who fell into his random depression, "I just wanted to see the bright side." he said, making Tobirama face palm himself before looking back at the Uchiha who refuses to cooperate with the medics.

Tobirama had enough of this spectacle, "Do something Hashirama." he hissed to his brother who came out of his depression before performing hand signs. The wood beneath the Uchiha's futon came to life, branches snaking around his wrists and ankles before pulling them to the ground, careful not to hurt him as his hands were settled on either side of his head.

The medics sighed with relief, happy that they can finally work without flailing limbs trying to hit them. The Uchiha pulled at his restraints, trying to free himself and get as far away from this compound as possible. But in the end, he only exhausted himself and opened up his wound. He gritted his teeth as he closed his eyes, trying to will the pain away.

He opened his eyes to see Hashirama and Tobirama sitting on their knees above his head. "What the hell do you want?" he demanded, glaring hatefully at the Senjus for tying him down like this.

Tobirama returned his glare with his own, this little brat was absolutely ungrateful to them for saving his life. Thankfully, Hashirama answered instead of him, "Izuna, we're not gonna harm you. Just stay calm and let the medics heal you." he tried to reassure the stubborn Uchiha, but Izuna refused to listen.

"I don't need any healing, much less from you people. Now release me." Izuna demanded, tugging at his restraints again, but stopped when pain flared in his side.

Hashirama placed a hand on his head in an attempt to calm him down, "Relax, the medics know what they're doing." Izuna shook Senju's hand away from him.

He was about to retort something, but his eyes widened when he felt one of the medics removing his shirt. His eyes shot up to the medics, "Get away from me!" he shouted, but they ignored him as they continued their task. His heart rate went faster than normal when they opened up the first layer of his outer robe before setting to work in removing the last barrier to his injury. Izuna held nothing but fear in his eyes before he turned away, clenching his eyes shut to avoid their gaze as the last piece of clothing was removed from his chest.

Gasps went all around the Senju's when they saw what was underneath the clothes for the first time. The Senju brothers' eyes widened in disbelief the moment they saw bandages wrapped tightly around Izuna's chest.

Hashirama removed his gaze from the bandages to Izuna's face that remained facing away, yet was filled with pain and shame, "Izuna, you're-" he cut himself off as Izuna let out a whimper that sounded a bit higher than normal, "Don't look...please." he begged, a single tear leaking out of his eye.

Hashirama looked up at the medics who nodded in understanding before they started healing his wound that was at Izuna's side.

Tobirama, on the other hand, was glaring at Izuna's chest, "So you were a woman this whole time?" he said, feeling even more pissed knowing that he'd been fighting him-err her-for years.

Izuna only nodded, she refused to look at them. She could feel their eyes on her wrappings, making her feel even more humiliated knowing that she could do nothing to stop them. This whole situation was too much for her to handle, it was too stressful and hard to stay awake with all the blood she lost in that ambush. Before she knew it, her breathing slowed to a slow pace along with her heart as the voices around her started to fade with her consciousness.

Hope you enjoyed that, you'll see some of Izuna's past in the next chapter. Madara will appear in future chapters, so be patient.

Until then, leave me a review if this was to your liking.