Summary1:Butsuma Senju was left little choice after losing two sons. His daughter was no true shinobi, but proved to be an excellent sensor and healer. Winning this war meant way more than personal bonds. Sacrifices were needed.
Note~ Just a quick introduction to my new story. It's an idea that's been going on in my head for a while. I wanted to finish the first chapter and upload them together, but I changed my mind. The next chapter should be up really soon, promise :) Reviews are welcomed.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters. Only Amare. :)
Introduction: War
First, Kawarama. Itama, too, had fallen. The price her own father put on this war were his own sons. Amare Senju had little left of either of her younger brothers to mourn, both practically ripped to pieces by the enemy. The Uchiha enemy. She dare not ask why they warred, nonetheless any reply seemed unwarranted. But she remained curious. What had the Uchiha done to deserve to lose their own sons? What had the Senju done to lose theirs? It seemed a mess. A touch of her hand woke her from deep debate. Hashirama gazed at her sympathetically, he opened his mouth to speak but Amare quieted her elder brother. She found herself smiling, thinking how often all of her brothers together spoke of peace. Together.
"I hope you can create peace from pieces." She hugged him tightly, fearing for his life. If she could help it, she would never let go of him.
Hashirama returned her gentle smile. "Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days!"
It ached to hear him make such a promise in the midst of war, but she trusted his word regardless.
Butsuma emerged from the house and approached the two. They ended their embrace to hear their father's words.
"Amare..." He began reproachfully, "You are coming. There has been an urgent change. I have already prepared you some things, so be ready. We're leaving at nightfall."
Amare expressed no true reaction, but nodded in compliance. She had no desire to be anywhere near the battle field, but with the loss of her brothers, she felt somewhat relieved to be of some use. She placed a hand on her brother's shoulder before he could get himself in trouble. Unlike Tobirama, he was terribly outspoken about his beliefs. More often she agreed with him, but felt it was no use to express it to her father. After all, he was set in his ways. Butsuma went back inside to prepare.
"That isn't fair...What is he thinking?!" Hashirama lashed out.
"I'm glad to go...I rather do that than sit here while we lose everyone."
"I know you can help, but I just don't want anything to happen you you."
Amare laughed, much to his surprise. "Don't worry, we'll be back in a few days."