When an Emperor loves Madara/Naruto Don't own Naruto

Summary: A powerful emperor that takes everything he desires. What happens when he falls in love with a prince, and said prince is not free to return his feelings? Will this stop the emperor? Of course not, "an Uchiha gets what an Uchiha wants" after all. Mpreg

Prologue

It's the Holy kingdom of Uzumaki, a small peaceful place know for its holy shrines and it neutrality among the nations; rule by the Namikaze dynasty who are said to be descendants of the Great Demon God Kyuubi no Kitsune. It's a nice afternoon of spring and a blond youth walks among the flowers and trees of one of the must beautiful gardens in the world while his father is at a meeting with foreign dignitaries, trying to bring an end to the war between the Empire of Konoha and the kingdom of Suna.

Unbeknown to the young man, the emperor of Konoha, Madara Uchiha, was taking a break from the peace talks on the same garden. Madara was tired of the war even though he won it, still the aftermath of it was really complicated; new subjects, new land, oaths of loyalty, etc. It was a good thing that the High Prince of Uzumaki, Minato Namikaze, had taken charged of the peace talks. So now he could take a little breather on the palace's garden and see for himself why they were so famous.

While the emperor is appreciating the view he suddenly hears laughter, pure young and innocent laughter. Intrigued he goes to look for its source, and when he finds it all he can do is stared at the heavenly vision that he encounters: a beautiful young man with long braided blond hair as bright as the sun, eyes as blue as a clear summer sky, an elfin delicate face and a lithe graceful body. At the same time the youth feels someone's eyes on him, so he stops playing with the little animals around him and turns completely until his gaze settles on the form of a tall dark man; eyes as black as a moonless night, long bluish black hair, strong handsome face, dressed in a red and black light armor that only the highest of warriors may wear.

The just stood there staring at each, with only one thought in their minds, who is that? The emperor is the first to move, and so he walks towards to youth with precise slow steps so as not scare the heavenly creature. Finally the two are face to face just a few steps from each other, the world is forgotten and only they exist at that moment at that place. Indubitably a meeting that only the gods could have planned between these two beings, for surely their great love will become the stuff of legends. Songs and stories will be written about this first meeting but only the lovers, the gods, you and me will know the truth of it.