Disclaimed: Naruto and all characters are owned by Masashi Kishimoto.

Resistance

"Resistance is thought transformed into feeling. Change the thought that creates resistance, and there is no more resistance."

I

His eyes had made several attempts in closing shut. Lack of sleep was playing in his mind- reminding him through slight nods and deep sighs he really needed some rest. But he was fighting it, refusing to go under, clenching his jaw and digging his fine nails into his folded arms. Tobirama leaned back in the leather chair, arms sternly crossed at his chest, and eyes narrowed.

"I highly recommend you continue this battle, Hashirama. If we keep going, soon they'll run out of supplies."

"I understand, Ma'am, but my men are tired as well as his men are tired. I don't want to keep this going any longer. Not to mention i'm loosing too many men. I'm pulling out."

She clicked her tongue and tensed her beady black eyes. The sags of her face weighed down to her chin; her nose was pointed, thin red lips pursued tightly but ready to speak some more. Yujia Senju, holding the fifth highest power in the Senju clan, along with being the aunt of Clan Leader Hashirama Senju and his younger brother Tobirama, was beyond angry. She quickly started fanning herself.

"Butsuma would've continued." She sneered behind her laced fan. Her penciled eyebrows pushing closely together.

"What my father would have done has nothing to do with me, Ma'am," Hashirama answered calmly. "I thought we've established that the moment i became the new clan leader, Yujia."

She gave off a harsh snort before fanning herself faster. The air between Hashirama and Yujia gave the room a sort of ominous atmosphere. The rest of the senju elders watched carefully; Tobirama knew they were grading if Hashirama could handle Yujia or not. Yujia in all her bitterness was still a high ranking woman. She was never involved in any real physical battle because it was busy taking place in her head. Her strong point was strategy and trickery. All Tobirama's memories of his aunt consisted of her glaring outside the window in her usual stance. A amusing almost sarcastic look growing in her face as several senju officers read off reports.

But even so, Tobirama leaned forward, placing his elbows at the wooden table. His eyes glared at Yujia seated across the table and she stared back at him.

"And then what should we do, Yujia?"

"Keep going of course. Like i said- His men will run out of supplies soon enough."

"At the cost of how many more of our men? Or does that matter?"

"They'll die for a greater good." She shot back.

"A greater good...what a joke. Admit it, your pride is blinding you awfully."

"Tobirama," Hashirama warned with his eyes quickly shifting between both Yujia and his younger brother.

But despite his older brother warning, Tobirama continued, "I guess how many men we loose matter not to you?"

"My brother- your father- died in this war so don't you dare lecture me about loosing a man." Yujia screeched slamming the fan against the table.

"You elders are all the same," Tobirama gave off a short laugh. "Its quite alright to lose our men because they died for a greater good- the more Uchiha we kill outweighs our numbers entirely, right?"

"Thats Enough," Hashirama sighed heavily, waving both Yujia and Tobirama to settle down.

"Out of the two of you, Tobirama dear, Hashirama was picked for a reason? Ever cared to reflect why so?"

"Ah Yujia, as senile as ever-."

"TOBIRAMA! YUJIA!"

Every breath was held when Hashirama's voice boomed out the two arguers names. That itself set off a wide range of actions in the room. The white bricks were visibly shaking, sending statues on shelves spiraling into the floor, the dark brown meeting table began to tear apart internally. As if someone was ripping it in several directions. Hashirama eyes were like a just ignited fire- burning without any sense of control. Even the floor underneath those in the meeting room could not hide from Hashirama's wrath as he had it sending a ear spitting crack.

Pushing his tongue against his cheek, Tobirama glanced behind him, "I'm done, Hashirama."

Yujia was stiff in her chair, but seeing that Tobirama took the first steps in reassuring Hashirama the argument was over, she easily fanned herself. "Done."

The whirlwind of destruction quickly halted. The silence came forth assuming there wasn't any chaos existing before it. Hashirama eyes relaxed in the instant and he started to smooth down the table- his own way of apologizing at his sudden vandalism.

Hashirama nodded then a small smile graced his lips, "I'm very glad to hear that! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA."He tossed his head back and exploded into fits of laughter.

Tobirama pressed his fingers against his temples, rubbing them slightly.

"Alright," Hashirama said, rising in his chair. "Meeting is done for now. Please take care everyone."

At the sound of release, Tobirama began rising right before his eyes caught sight of his brother's immediately denying Tobirama release. Clicking his tongue, Tobirama slumped himself back in his chair. It took a few minutes after the senju elders bowed and made their way out, several of them whispering in Hashirama's ear, and others giving eye raising looks at Tobirama- not like he minded. His sudden outburst that afternoon wasn't like him in the first place. Normally he listened and never acted much in-front of the elders. Hashirama did majority of the talking, he nodded here and there but never feeling to motivated in clashing- observing what he did best.

"Tobirama..."

Tobirama reluctantly glanced up at his older brother leaning in his chair with a soft smile.

"What are you smiling for," He snorted.

"Your argument with Yujia was uncalled for and...very unlike you an-."

"So?-."

"And," Hashirama continued. "Very true."

Tobirama just shrugged his shoulders, "Yujia is becoming to big for her britches...Brother."

"What are you trying to imply, Tobirama."

Tobirama let out a great sigh, "Nothing."

"Alright. I have something to tell you."

Tobirama shifted in his chair then leaned his elbow against the ripped table. "Yeah what is it." He answered lazily. The sleep was starting to weigh heavily on his attention span. The mission he had lasted all night without any rest. Then early this morning he had to rise with Hashirama and attend the weekly Senju meeting. What he wanted the most in that moment was his sheets and a way to shut everyone up.

"I'm going to see Madara."

Tobirama's eyes quickly snapped opened. "You're going to do...what?"

"I'm going to see Ma-."

"Brother, I heard you."

"Then why did you-."

"Hashirama," Tobirama groaned rubbing his temples harder. "Have you thought about this logically?"

Meeting with Madara Uchiha of all things, Tobirama found himself completely dumbfounded by this action his brother decided in taking. Madara wasn't an average Uchiha, fact was, Madara was as twisted as they came and not only that- the powers he possessed are nearly unmatched besides one person.

Hashirama.

"I knew i was going to receive a negative response from you."

"From anyone," He scowled.

"Madara already agreed in meeting-."

"What if its a ambush, Hashirama!"

"Madara wouldn't do that."

"Hashirama," Tobirama yelled slamming his hands against the table. Hashirama relaxed his shoulders and moved his eyes outside the window. Following his gaze, he saw Hashirama's eyes linger on a tree right outside the window beginning to sprout several oranges. It dark brown bark contrasted the reflective healthy green leaves. The white flowers were at its height- gleaming in full pride underneath the sun. Hashirama had planted it some time ago. Tobirama remembered it well. For some reason that tree had represented something deep in Hashirama he couldn't figure out for a very long time.

Was it revenge? He assumed.

But when he had approached Hashirama about the tree and what it really meant for him- Hashirama only gave his younger brother a smile.

Then he realized what it had truly meant.

Peace and Dreams.

And then at that realization he knew what he wanted to do for his brother.

"I know Madara...he wouldn't. Madara wouldn't play cheap tricks like that."

"So what? You two best friends again?" Tobirama drawled.

"Tobirama, i'm asking you to come along with me." Hashirama mumbled, eyes never leaving the tree.

Protect that peace.

"Fine."

"Dress Casually."

"Meeting with the enemy- Dress casually. I'll make sure to mark my calendar on that one."

"Thank You."

Note: Thanks for reading the first chapter! This is my fist Naruto fic (i've written other fics in the past before but never touched on Naruto)

I'm sorry if you think this chapter is too short haha. I'll to make them alot longer.

In this fic- i rated it M for future scenes(Cursing/Gore/Sex) My three favorite things.

I already have this story planned for how i wanted it to go- so even if the chapters coming up are contradicting i already have a plan set of what i want so im sticking with my plot :pride:

haha, Again thanks for reading. Constructive Criticism is always welcomed.