"There really is no other way, huh?" Madara muttered staring at the star filled sky.
He lost. Lost his first battle after Hashirama.
He was stupid to believe he could achieve that foolish vision of his so-called "peace".
Hashirama sighed, walking over to him. He laid down next to the man he called his best friend.
"No, not really."
Madara pulled a face.
"Well, when you put it like that...,"
Hashirama let out a low chuckle, in which Madara smiled faintly. The Uchiha had so many regrets. Could this all have been changed?
Maybe signing the alliance earlier, keeping his idiotic brothers alive, not being Indra's reincarnation.
"Hey, Madara."
"Hm?"
There lowers bodies were fading now.
"Do you know what my biggest regret is?"
Madara huffed in annoyance. "No you idiot, how should I know what runs in your pea sized brain?"
Hashirama smiled, otherwise making no denials the retort.
Their torsos' were gone.
"I wish I had legalized, gay marriage."
"I swear to the Sage's grave!-"
"To get married to you."
There shoulder's were almost gone.
"Hashirama, you know what I regret?"
"Hmm?"
"That your wish never came true."
Hashirama smiled letting a tear fall.
I'm happy.
He thought of their bickering like children.
Their battles in the war.
Their agreements in Konohagakure's founding.
I'm happy Madara-
He looked at his friend who let that same tear fall.
-because you were at my side. Even on the other battlefield.
They both lived a life full of regrets.
Now they have a chance to fulfill them.
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