(An) Something I've been working on in my spare time, mostly because while I have the chapters to my two fics planned out, I just can't seem to get them to flow the way I want, even more so with A single moment of insight, there's an introduction that is crucial to the fic and I can't seem to bring it to life the way I envisioned, Paradox is slow going but a chapter will be up soon.
Anyways, this will pretty much be my 'fun' story, but don't for a moment think it won't be serious with a deep plot line, I'm using the word 'fun' very loosely and more because I've written this out while my inspiration for my other fics are at a low point.
Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1: Yin and yang.
Plumes of smoke rose from the ashes of the dead, their bodies crushed and torn, rivers of crimson made their way through the streets, tears of loved ones mingling with the blood of the lost, a final dance between those who still clung to life, and those who's life had left.
Despite all this, they welcomed her with open arms, and through their pain, through their tears, they welcomed her with voices full of admiration, hearts full with hope and eyes that spoke of relief.
She would help them.
She was a selfish woman.
Days and nights spun out of her control, seemingly blending together to form a single incoherent frame of time. She smiled when she had to, she comforted when expected and saved when needed, people bowed as she passed, voices full of reverence and love.
She helped them.
She was a desperate woman.
Days became weeks, and weeks became months, when finally a semblance of normality returned to people's lives, restoring their hope of the future, grief still clung to the hearts of most, but a shining beacon of hope had returned to their village, and they rejoiced.
Few knew the truth.
She was a lonely woman.
Sarutobi Hiruzen, Sandaime Hokage of konohagakure, 'The professor' and 'God of shinobi' sat silently. The only sound within his office was the soft crackling of tobacco, slowly simmering away inside his pipe.
Across from him sat his student, dark rings around eyes that had seen to much, lost to much. Posture slumped in fatigue and a deep exhaustion emanating from the very center of this persons existence, soft honey eyes that lazily traced over the ceiling, hair of the finest yellow silk, draped over her shoulder and left free. A true beauty to men and envy of woman across the continent.
"Tsunade" he began softly "it truly warms this old mans heart to see you once more, and in the time when we needed you most." His smile stretched across his face, relief evident in his wrinkled visage "you have the thanks of the entire village" he finished softly, a deep love and thanks bared to the one sitting across from him.
She raised a slender hand, as if to wave of these claims "don't mention it sensie" her voice was soft, exhaustion evident "it's my job after all."
She didn't deserve it.
She sat alone in her office, deeply contemplating her decisions, she had journeyed to Konoha for a simple reason.
She wanted a child.
She knew her time was running out, her biological clock was ticking fast, she was in her mid forties, and she knew that if she did not act soon, her chance would forever be lost.
There was one policy she had been counting on, the single clause within every shinobi's contract with their village that she had believed could help her.
Samples.
It sounded simple when one didn't know the back story behind it, her grandfather, the Shodai Hokage of konoha was known for many things, his prowess as a shinobi chief among them, followed by his kindness and benevolence towards his village and all those around him.
However what few knew in this day and age was the fact that he was the greatest med nin to ever walk these lands, his chakra able to heal even the most debilitating injuries. He was able to focus pure healing chakra into any part of his body while in battle, this was the inspiration for the seal that resided upon her forehead, for even she, hailed as one of the best, could never compete with such prowess.
This fact had faded to the ages, only few knew just how deep his power went, she was one of the last.
He was incomparable in that field, as such, he placed a great deal of effort into his plans for the village when it concerned his shinobi's health.
Samples, ranging from blood, saliva, chakra affinities, hair follicles and even semen. All were studied diligently by the medics, all of these highly guarded by seals that would turn any man to ash without the proper clearance.
It was the last on the list that interested her, she would never love another man, but she knew Dan would have wanted her to move on and live a fulfilling life. She had ignored this knowledge, drowning in her sorrows, regret ran deeply in her.
So she had returned, intent to raid the hospital, Dan's sample would be amongst them, as every shinobi was required to give them. If she couldn't have him in her life, the least she could do was allow a piece of him to live on through their child.
The Kyuubi had ruined that.
When she had arrived the village was in ruins, the hospital nowhere to be seen, and the samples lost.
She was a selfish woman.
She had not returned to help, as most thought. She had returned to set her plans in motion, but with them ruined, nothing was left but work, so she threw herself into healing those around her until she dropped.
Three months later things had calmed down, and an idea struck her like a vengeful lightning bolt.
Setting foot into the compound was a huge step for her, she had not been within these walls for over two decades. The compound towered four stories high, covering a huge amount of land, most people thought it was because of the Senju being one of the founding clans, richer than most lords, while this was true, her grandfather had no desire for such a large estate, evem during the peak of their clan there were far to many rooms.
No, during the inception and a large part of the first war, this estate had acted as a hospital, before the one in the village was established.
But the clause was already written and signed by all those who wished to join the village at the time.
She was a stubborn womam, she had already decided she would have a child, and nothing on heaven nor earth could stop her now. She knew Dan would have wanted this for her.
She made her way through the halls, pushing aside a bookcase that covered the entrance. The seals that covered the doors were chakra seals that reacted to a very precise amount of chakra, something only a med nin could produce, and the seals only reacted to a Senju.
Disabling the seals easily, she made her way down into the basement, feeling a slight drain on her reserves as seals embedded in the walls identified her and allowed her passage.
The basement was deceptively large, but the space taken by shelves upon shelves of samples and other medical items was large, leaving little space to move around in.
A wane smile crossed her lips as she arrived at her destination, samples of past clan heads surrounding her.
If she couldn't have Dan's child, she'd make damn sure her offspring was as strong as possible.
"You're leaving!" Hiruzen sat upon his chair, struck dumb by his students proclamation.
Tsunade snorted "of course I am, old man. I've done my duty, the remaining staff can treat the patients just fine as is, I'm no longer needed."
Sarutobi stared at her for a long while, disbelief written across his face. He finally managed to find his voice, a sad smile spread across his face "you know I won't stop you Tsunade, but I had hoped that your return would be permanent. We need you now more than ever, wont you reconsider?"
His voice was filled with sadness, eyes imploring and words heartfelt. It almost made her falter, almost.
She snorted now, waving her hand dismissively as if a child had asked for the meaning of life "you know why I can't do that sensei" her face turned sad "there's no more than pain here for me."
The Hokage laced his fingers in front of his face, masking a frown from his student, she was hiding something.
"What aren't you telling me?" His voice was deceptively soft, but even after all these years, it made her flinch, she stayed quite however.
'Damn this old man' her thoughts raged internally. Trying to come up with a suitable lie under the gaze of the man she considered a father, he was far to shrewd for his own damn good!
"The stress is getting to me, sensei. I can't go on like this." She nearly slapped herself, her voice was so flat and unconvincing, it was an insult to her status, a ninja of her calibre should be able to come up with a decent lie!
His eyes narrowed, bringing his pipe to his lips, he flared his chakra slightly, the tobacco lit and he took a deep drag. Tsunade would always be impressed by that little trick, to convert chakra into its elemental counterpart, with such ease and accuracy, not to mention without a single seal, was a daunting task, even in the smallest of actions, this man proved why he was known as the 'God of shinobi'. He would in the next few moments prove why the moniker 'The professor' came to be.
"You yourself told me not two weeks ago that things were going smoothly, not to mention the fact that we have all available medical staff on hand to assist you" he sighed deeply "I do not know why you are lying to me Tsunade, but these past months you have been here, I've seen the spark of life I thought long since extinguished. I haven't seen you as you are in years, I can feel your sense of pride with every person you heal." His gazed moved to the window, staring out over the village he so loved, men and women working hard to rebuild their lives.
"You have done so much good for this village Tsunade, and seeing you take charge after this tragedy has truly warmed my heart, and brought hope to the hopeless." He sighed deeply, turning his piercing gaze back on her.
"I will not stop you, but i plead that you indulge this old man one last time. Tell me what is wrong." He was no longer staring at her as a teacher, his eyes held the love a father would for their daughter.
She couldn't meet his eyes, guilt flooded her heart. This man that looked upon her had given so much not just to her, but the entire village.
Her body jerked as she considered this, not three months ago this man had lost a wife, someone he had spent nearly all his life with, and here he sat, going about not just his duty to the village but the self imposed responsibility he had over her. Not only that, but he only two sons left now, the third having died in the second war. He had been only a few years older than Nawaki when he had died.
She stared upon her teacher, upon her father with new eyes. It seemed in her sorrows she had forgotten other people had suffered just as much as she, if not more.
At that moment she realised what a self centered hypocrite she had been.
A sad smile crossed her features, guilt flooding her every feature "I'm sorry sensei."
His face fell at her words "it's alright Tsuna..."
"I'm sorry for being such a coward" her voice cut through his with so much strength he nearly flinched "here I am, she continued "sitting and bemoaning my lot in life when you yourself have it worse, my pain has had decades to heal" she smiled sadly at him "while yours is still fresh."
The pain in his eyes was obvious, but the pride even more so.
"Does that mean?" He trailed off, hoping she meant what he had interpreted.
She nodded resolutely "I'll stay sensei, I'll be the strong woman you taught and raised, not the whiny bitch I've been these past years."
"Tsunade, you have no idea the joy you bring to my heart with your words" his smile was so bright, it seemed as if a large burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He reached for a drawer in his desk, withdrawing two saucers and a bottle of sake "have a drink with me Tsunade, this moment deserves to be remembered the right way."
She bit her lip, nearly drawing blood "I'd love to sensei, but I can't."
If he was dumbstruck before, it now seemed as if lighting had passed through him, it looked as if his heart would stop at any moment.
Tsunade, not accepting a drink? The apocalypse was nigh.
His mouth moved up and down for a few moments, one of the few times within his long life he was truly speechless.
She grinned at him after he seemed to come back to reality. "Tell ya what sensei" her grin turned feral "that stuff looks pretty good. So how about you save it and we can make a toast after the baby is born."
The mans entire body went still. But she hardly noticed after the sound of a thud and cracking concrete.
"WHAAAAT!" A very familiar voice roared from the ground floor, directly underneath their window.
The very familiar form of her team mate cropped up over the window after a few seconds. His face was bleeding, having very obviously fallen of the building after hearing her proclamation, having given himself away after his little eves dropping session.
"Who the hell got that right?" He all but screamed, seemingly in hysteria.
"When I find the damn basterd that knocked you up, I'm ganna knock him dead!" His pupils had dilated to mere pinpricks, he was truly angry.
"Jiriaya" her voice was nary but a whisper, but it cut through his dramatic monologue like a knife made of diamond, she was beyond pissed, that was a private conversation damn it! and the screaming started moments later.
Hiruzen merely leaned back in his seat, eyes distant and seemingly unaware of the girlish screams and pleas for help sounding out not five feet away.
Nine months later, she stood in front of the most powerful figures in Konoha, presenting her child to them all, even the Daimyo was in attendance. It marked the first male born into the senju line in over four decades, it was a monumental event.
Most clan heads gave their heartfelt congratulations and wishes of prosperity. Danzo Shimura was also in a surprisingly good mood, but anyone who knew him would know how much he valued power and prestige, so it was understandable.
Sarutobi's old team mates gave well wishes and were truly happy that the clan would not simply die with her.
The Uchiha were never ones to give out congratulations, but even they were in attendance. Fugaku, the clan head, seemed solemn as always, but there was a hint of a challenge in his eyes, he would have to train Sasuke seriously when he was old enough, there was a Senju to prove inferior after all.
Haishi Hyuuga stood at the forefront of the well wishers, a glint in his eye that did not go unnoticed by Tsunade, he had recently had a daughter as well. She would have to make sure her son didn't fall into the clutches of him and his clan.
Sarutobi and Jiraiya stood behind her, the white haired fool grinning at her with a cheesy thumbs up pose, his mood had improved significantly when he was told it was due to an artificial insemination that had brought about her pregnancy. He seemed genuinely happy for her, the anger came from the thought of another man being the recipient of her love.
All in all it was a wondrous event for the entirety of Konoha, they celebrated the continuation of a founding clan.
She stared at her precious son with nothing but love in her eyes, with his grey, almost silver hair, and eyes that seemed to reflect the clouds of an overcast sky. He was truly magnificent.
And she would make sure he was strong, strong enough to survive in this harsh world.
For how could he not be?
Born of Senju Tsunade.
And of Uchiha Madara.
chapter end:
(An) I've never seen this in any fic before, so im hoping it's original. Downright awesome to think about just how powerful a child sired between these two could be, and this is the result.
Why Madara? Tsunade wants to make sure she never loses her child like she has everyone else, a union between Uchiha and Senju certainly sounds appealing when considering the benefits such a child would have.
Well then, my other fics will be updated soon, this came about when I found myself unable to write those, I just needed an outlet, I honestly do love writing, but was close to pulling my hair out when I couldn't make the scenes flow like I wanted.
For those who don't know, im writing this on my phone because my laptop crashe last year, so please excuse any spelling errors and the like, since i have no spell check, although ive found rhe editing of this chap on the website allows me to add ine break, so hopefully those carry over on screen.
Constructive criticism is always welcome.
Thanks for reading!