Hey! It's Rima... I enjoy writing. This is new to me, so please enjoy. I do not own any of the characters except for my own, Hiroki.

Chapter 2: Beginnings

Hiroki looked at Madara, then back to Hashirama. This is the worst possible situation right now! She felt the two presences stare her down. Madara's gaze was intense.

" What are you doing off limits to Uchiha, and more so, associating with a Senju, and even worse, him." Madara said sternly, his eyes burning into her.

" Um... I'm n-new here, so I didn't know. Please forgive me. It just so happened that I met this man here." Hiroki said sheepishly, eying the ground with great interest. Madara's gaze softened.

"New? Don't come here again. There are dangerous people who might kill you," Madara glanced intentionally in Hashirama's direction," And don't interact with strangers." Madara said, irritated, and glanced at Hashirama, who smiled a goofy grin. He narrowed his eyes and walked away calmly. Hiroki followed, staring curiously at the man in front of her. She didn't question why he was there either, but was still curious. Once on the edge of the small village of the Uchiha, Madara turned to face her.

" You said you were new here? Odd, there's usually no Uchiha outside our clan village." He said, staring intently at her reaction. Hiroki was speechless, she had no idea how to respond. Suddenly, a body appeared next to Madara. It was Izuna Uchiha, little brother of Madara. Hmm... the infamous brothers... Izuna stared at Hiroki cautiously, as if he were watching her for any suspicious movements.

" Nee san! I was just here to tell you about Lightning God woman..." at that point, Madara was staring at her the same way. The brothers eyed her up and down. Hiroki felt an unpleasant shiver run up her spine and beneath her skin.

" Show me your sharingan," was all Madara said. Seeing no escape, Hiroki reluctantly released her Mangekyou. However, the pattern was different than most, for it was the Eternal Mangekyou. Madara's eyes burned as he stared down the flaming eyes. She's got the Eternal... Madara thought. Hiroki heard a high pitch ringing enter her brain. Shit. It's hurting again... Her mind was unaccustomed to her brother's eyes, and she felt her head explode with too much information. Her eyes swirled back to normal in order to keep her consciousness. She smiled weakly, chuckling.

Her control is unstable. Unworthy of such power. Madara mused, his eyes cutting easily through her outer appearance. Hiroki squirmed under Madara's intense gaze.

" Who are your family?" Madara asked, curious of whoever gave her such eyes.

" I have none. My mother passed away when I was born due to heavy child labor, and my father died soon after. My only elder brother sacrificed himself for me." Hiroki said, and Madara's gaze continued to intensify. So it was her brother... Seeing that she had no more to tell, Hiroki began to head away.

" Well, I'm quite hungry, seen that I haven't eaten in two days, so I'll be off!" Hiroki smiled and turned to leave. Madara grabbed her arm and dragged her back to face him.

" You're going nowhere. You have quite a criminal record for scaring the pedestrians. Two times." He said and Hiroki groaned inwardly.

A low grumbling sound emanated from Hiroki's stomach. In embarrassment, she looked away. Madara took it to her advantage to offer her into his home.

" Well, if you are truly from the Gods, then please, I'll treat you as my guest." Madara invited and led Hiroki through town. From the previous day, word had spread through town about Hiroki's Godly appearance. The residents greeted her with both curiosity and suspicion. The three stopped in front a glorious house. In fact, the entire road was filled with huge, castle-like, traditional Japanese homes.

" Welcome to Madara's and Izuna's house! " Izuna smiled and entered the spacious home.

" It is most likely that you will reside here for a while. So please treat it as your own home." Madara said as they walked in, " Do not forget this out of respect, I am merely doing what a leader would towards a fellow Uchiha and shinobi. It is only proper that I feed and shelter the homeless and hungry."

Hiroki did not ponder long on his words, It only would make sense since there was no other reason for her to enter a man's household. The house was huge... but empty. It seems the only people living there were Madara and his brother. There were two floors, the first consisted of the kitchen, a dinner room, a living room... etc. The second floor was just a hallway with rooms lining both sides. The roof had some small towers building off the center. Madara led Hiroki upstairs and told her to wait in a room. each side of the hallway had 3 rooms, with one on the end. The end was obviously the biggest, so therefore, Madara's. The one directly to the right, if you stand facing Madara's bedroom, was Izuna's. He gave her the one next to Izuna's. The rest were seemingly empty.

There came a knock. Madara slid open the door to hand her some clothing.

" My brother left to retrieve your materials. Do not be late for the meal if you wish to eat." Madara said to Hiroki and left to leave her in peace. Hiroki's arm reached out and grabbed the back of his robe. His head turned slightly to hear what she had to say, though his eyes said his annoyance.

"Ah! Thank you for letting me stay here. I am deeply grateful. I have one question ask," Hiroki took a deep breath," How old are you?" the question was so straightforward, you could just see Madara's dumbfounded expression. He looked incredulously at her, not sure to respond.

" I am 23." Madara answered, his tone almost as if he was questioning her.

Hiroki nodded thoughtfully. Him and Hashirama have been foes for quite a while. Hmm... he's still young, that means he isn't that bad or evil yet.

" I'm 20."

Madara seemed to notice he was standing in the doorway too long and turned around quickly. Age? What does she know about me? Such an annoyance. Madara made an annoyed sound.

There was a small bathroom in the corner. Hiroki washed her body and refreshed herself. She looked at the clothing. It looks like Izuna san's. When she tried on the clothes and looked in the mirror, she grew a bit uneasy. S-should I go out like this? Her small body frame was no match for the clothes. She had wrap the robe more around her body and tie the sash tighter in order to make it fit. Still, the shoulders seem to fall right off. The pants were a different story. The just fell right down. Embarrassed, she put on the hospital's pants back on, but kept the robe. Exhausted, she lay down in the middle of the room, so empty and lifeless.

After a boring nothing, she sat back up. Again, the robe's shoulders fell down. Just at that moment, Izuna came home. Madara sent him to go fetch Hiroki for dinner. Hiroki, annoyed with the clothing, took off the sash and opened her robe to readjust. Exactly the moment Hiroki opened the robe, Izuna slid the door open.

" Hey, woman- GYAAAAHHHH!" Izuna just opened the door to see Hiroki's robe wide open, for the world to see her chest. Izuna slammed the door shut and turned around quickly, breathing heavily, his face flustered. Hiroki was just sitting there, just realized what happened. Izuna had just had a clear sight of her bodacious melons. She slowly tied her robe back in place, too embarrassed to blush or scream. Madara, who heard his brother's bloodcurdling scream, ran up the stairs and ran to see his brother's face red as a tomato, half muttering crazily to himself, curled up in a ball outside of Hiroki's room. He immediately ran to his brother's side, trying to get him to speak correctly.

" What's wrong with you?! " He demanded, but all Izuna could do was stare absentmindedly at Madara, his face completely red, muttering a word that made Madara freeze and do a ' what the hell just happened' face.

" Boobies!"

Madara, slapped his brother across the face. Izuna snapped out his trance and glared at Madara, rubbing his sore cheek. " What happened, tell me." Madara said, his voice like a parent scolding his child.

" Well, I came up to get her as you said, and, and, and... I opened the door... And her robe was wide open. I could see her... uh... chest. So I kind of slammed the door shut and turned around reaaal fast." He repeated, seeing the image in his head. His cheeks warmed just at the thought of it. Madara sighed, pinching his nose bridge between his thumb and forefinger.

" I can't believe my brother is so perverted... Leave, I'll adjust the situation. Next time, KNOCK. Baka!" Madara scolded, feeling embarrassed that his brother was such an idiot. Well, I guess you don't have to worry about barging in while someone's changing if you lived in a house full of boys all your life. Madara knocked on the door. No reply. Their both disgraces to the human race. Izuna's lucky he's my brother...He opened to door slowly to see a dumbfounded Hiroki, sitting in the middle of the room like a duck. Her expression was one of half embarrassment, half saying ' oops'. He sighed.

" Did you do that on purpose?"

"Why the hell would I?!" she retorted.

"Because you're some evil witch." he said in the same snappish tone.

"Like hell I am. And you're a turtle. You're brother is forgiven." she mumbled angrily to herself and Madara gritted his teeth.

She's a despicable woman. He thought and dragged his brother down the stairs.

After a short while, Hiroki came down to eat. She saw food and her eyes lit up.

" Um, the Medical House said that this was found mysteriously at your bed... it doesn't look like any of ours, so they assumed that is was yours." He said awkwardly and quietly. Hiroki looked at the object in his hands. It was her backpack.

" Ah! Thank you! I'm sorry about the previous incident. I believe it was my fault." Hiroki said and took the bag from him.

"No! It was mine! I should've known to knock! Thank you for being kind." he smiled gratefully.

"I'm glad you're the nice one."

Madara narrowed his eyes.

"What is that supposed to mean, the one who was so graciously invited here to live. Ah, who's rice is it that you're eating?" he said.

"Don't worry about Madara, he's just an old sourpuss who doesn't like anybody." Izuna smiled and Hiroki nearly choked on her rice in a small snicker.

"Who are you calling sourpuss, Izuna."

"You." Izuna said and grinned.

"I'm sorry, but to be honest...you're much of the more...reserved...type." Hiroki said.

"Can you guess why? It's because a whole bunch of idiots don't know how to keep their mouths shut." He glared in his brother's direction.

"No harsh feelings, I promise. I am eternally grateful. I will be as respectful as you say." Hiroki said in order to calm the ever cold-eyed Madara and the snickering Izuna.

Madara did not say anything. But Hiroki took it as the sign of peace. She sighed and continued to down her meal.

At least she knows her manners. But needs to know her place.

Hiroki opened the pack to see that indeed all her supplies were there, along with a few of her personal items. Her supplies included a katana with the Uchiha symbol etched on the bottom, kunai and shuriken, several scrolls of sorts, a medical kit pouch, various medicines, and several books. Her personal items included pictures of her family, especially her brother, her sketchbook and many drawings, journal filled with observations, and...

Hoshigaki.

No way... the Gods actually gave me my favorite treat! (if you don't know what hoshigaki is, it is Japanese dried persimmons. it is extremely expensive and very good!).

Hiroki took out the box and eyed it carefully. She opened it carefully and saw that it was chocked full of it. Her mouth watered just at the sight of all the delicious treats. Madara and Izuna recognized it as well. This was a rare candy, it was only given to those who had the money to buy it. Hiroki noticed Izuna's hungry stare and despite her brain telling her to keep it all for herself and not share it with some people she barely knew, her heart told her to be kind and share..

"Izuna...since you have been so sincere, I can give you some!" Hiroki smiled and offered it to him. He took two and smiled gratefully at her.

Hiroki glanced at Madara. His expression showed no sign of anything. But she offered him some.

"Do you happen to want some?"

"Aww, don't ask him! He'll never respond. I'll take it for him..." Izuna said and reached for the box, already done with the two. Hiroki snatched it away and closed the lid.

"He has to say so for himself. Well, Mr. Madara, what do you say?"

"I have no need to eat sweets."

"It's really good."

"Are you trying to tempt me?"

"Perhaps."

"...No thank you." He said and stood up, leaving silently. Hiroki stared after him, feeling quite hung off on a cliff. It was as if he had saw her dangling there, hanging on by a couple fingers, He reached down to grab a hold...but at the last second, he snatched away his hand and walked away, smirking.

" Well that's a way to treat your guest." Hiroki muttered under her breath and stood up to leave as well. Izuna smiled kindly and put a hand on his shoulder before brushing past her into his room. Hiroki walked slowly, taking time to examine the house, and once she reached the door, slid it open and walked in.

"This is a nice start to a new life." she said and opened the window. The air blew in, and Hiroki let the wind refresh her face.

"Maybe I'll find a purpose in what they did."

Chapter 2 END - They have met! Dun Dun Dun... the story unfolds...

Author's Note: Thank you for all my supporters so far! Haha! Keep on reading! This chapter was not very good so far. Please keep on reading! I promise it gets better!