Note: Alright, so this is my first fanfiction on the site so if my formatting is off that's probably why. I'm not the best writer but I enjoy writing what pops into my head. Undecided if this will be HashiramaxMadara. AUish, this is just after they graduate from the academy. Slight age edits.

Sasuke: 13

Itachi: 16

Madara: 28

Hashirama: 30

Reviews are very much appreciated, flame or otherwise. So yeah. Here we go--

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Madara could not help but stare lightly at Indra and Ashura as they spoke. Surely, they could not be serious. He glanced at his longtime friend, Hashirama, to see his stand on it all. Of course, Hashirama being Hashirama, he didn't seem to think it was an impossible task at all.

Hashirama nodded with a serious look "Of course we would be honored to accept this mission, Indra-Sama, and Ashura-Sama." he agreed for himself and Madara.

Madara quickly interrupted whatever Ashura was about to say, "Or we would, if we thought it would end well." he gave Hashirama a firm look "I understand you two wishing for the last Uchiha to thrive and hopefully revive their clan, but this all sounds like trouble waiting to happen." he shook his head back and forth.

"You say you wish for us to be reanimated and go to earth to be guardians over Sasuke and Itachi Uchiha. But one, I shouldn't be role modeling or taking care of anyone as shown by my lifetime, nor Hashirama for that matter-- he taught his five-year-old granddaughter to gamble! For two, why couldn't Hashirama do it himself if he's such a good choice?" he defended.

Indra sighed slightly at Madara, though he wasn't surprised by his hesitation. After all, Madara wasn't exactly a good man by most standards during his lifetime. He explained "We believe that Sasuke and Itachi Uchiha are both capable of becoming great assets to the world. They both show great promise, but if it is left alone as things are then Sasuke will surely be lead down a vengeful path for all the wrongs he has been dealt with Itachi following his brother even if he doesn't agree." he spoke, eyeing Madara.

Ashura picked up for his partner "As for why you two; that is simple. Hashirama is a great shinobi with an honorable set of morals to pass on without being too controlling. He is more laid back while you are a powerful ninja with a set of firm morals. If it was only Hashirama, they would not be able to guide them. They are true Uchihas. Stubborn as they come with sharp tongues, but Uchiha hold a degree of respect for each other and especially elder Uchiha. Hashirama will be the gas and you will be the breaks."

Madara looked a bit disgruntled but knew that the older males spoke the truth; Uchiha children were no picnic to raise. In fact, it wasn't uncommon for parents to become so aggravated with the children they would take on extra high ranking missions just to get out of the village. Hence the self-care and maturity most Uchiha children showed that other clans besides the Huuyga could never imagine.

Clearing his throat, Indra repeated his question. "So, will you two accept this mission? Keep in mind that this will require quite a bit of our life-based chakra so we will not send you if you do not think you are prepared. Though it is best for both the village and your clan." giving Hashirama and Madara pointed looks.

Exchanging a quick glance with Hashirama once more, Madara and him nodded in union "We accept this mission, thank you". They only received a pair of nods in return, and just like that, they could feel themselves being pulled into the physical world. Ah, Madara had a feeling this was going to hurt when he woke up.

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Once again, Madara found himself correct. His body ached as he slowly sat up, glancing around after his eyes adjusted to the light from the sun. He slowly stood up, Hashirama doing the same beside him.

The brunette stretched his arms out, giving Madara one of his signature grins "Well, might as well get a move on. From what Indra said earlier, Sasuke is still in the Uchiha compound living alone and his brother hops from village to village working as a spy for Kohona but always returns home to peek at Sasukd and make sure he's alright. So, if we head to Sasuke now, we can just capture Itachi next time he stops by to check up on his brother." he explained, heading off as he spoke without even realising what he was doing.

Madara's face dropped and he grabbed the back of Hashirama's shirt "This way, idiot. The Uchiha compound is this way." he clarified with a frown.

Hashirama didn't seem put off however as he just continued chattering about how beautiful the world was looking after years of being presumably war-free, Madara only staying quiet and offering a slight nod in agreeance occasionally.

By the time the two arrived it was dark, and around 9:00pm. Hashirama was about to knock, but was interupted by Madara pushing the door open and entering as though he owned the house. Hashirama sweatdropped "Do you really think storming into the house is such a good idea-" only to be cut off my Madara's glare.

The ravenette glared "I built most of this compound, I don't need to knock-" ready to continue on but interupted by a door opening. In the doorway stood a very startled Sasuke, with damp hair and nothing but a towl around his waist.

The teen had obviously just gotten out of thd shower, hence him not hearing them enter. Upon seeing the two older strangers in his home--both looking familiar for some reason-- he felt threatened as most people in his position would. He quickly brought a light fire to both of his hands, planting his feet firmly to the ground and growling "Who are you?" while eyeing the two suspiciously.

Hashirama couldn't help the laughter that spilled from his lips, splitting the stressful silence between the three.

Madara gave his friend a mildly annoyed look, Sasuke's eye brows lightly raising in confusion of thd outburst while deciding wether or not to take it as a mockery.

Finally, after a moment Hashirama quieted down and Sasuke felt his ears go an angry shade of red, his flaming hands flickering. In that split second he lunged over at Hashirama, aiming to hit him in the chest.

The only think that stopped him, was the man grabbing his wrist and lightly but firmly lowering it. The teen lost his inconspiciousness once he felt his arm being touched, moving to sweep the other males leg.

Once again he found his attack disabled, along with the many punches he through in between. It was not that he was weak or a horrible fighter, infact he was quite good, it was more the fact he was sending Genin level strikes at legendary fighters.

It took maybe three minutes before Sasuke was pinned down on his stomach by Madara, unable to move. The two had not hurt him nor wanted to, but this was not going to work if he was busy trying to fight them off before they could explain their purposes for comming. Eventually Saduke tired himself out, and laid limp in the older Uchiha's hold. He was a sweaty and tired mess, but at least now perhaps he would listen to what the two had to say.

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