REVISED, EDITED, MAYBE SOMETHING EXTRA OR NOT!

Chinatsu is my baby and I love her so. Even more than all of my other OC's, and maybe Skyrim or bacon. . .

Anyhow, I own nothing, but all the non-real characters and some of the crap Natsu blurts out.

WARNING THIS CHAPTER IS GOING TO HURT YOUR FEELS, BE READY FIR THIS FEELS TRIP!

A year passed quickly after that. Madara and Hashirama talked a lot about building a village where all children from future generations won't have to grow up the same way we are. I knew what was going to happen, so I declined the offer Madara gave me when he asked if I wanted to walk with him to meet up at the river. He looked confused my luckily I had to clean my bow and go and buy more arrows and other stuff for the upcoming missions I have. Plus my kimono top is getting too tight on me. But as I started my journey out of the Uchiha compound with Shigure, Satoshi, and their father seeing as those two have the same mission with me I couldn't help but feel depressed. I was not ready for this, that is why I'm wasn't going today, and I don't think that Tajima-sama would take kindly that "I" was encouraging the friendship, not after he took me under his wing. "Hurry Natsu-Chan, only another mile!" Called Satoshi as he tree hopped ahead. His and Shigure's father grunted in agreement.

"Sorry." Not sorry. I pushed back the tears that threatened to spill. I didn't want the beautiful friendship that me, Hashirama, and Madara formed to end. Well I still have Madara but that doesn't mean he isn't going to push me away after this all blows over. Izuna is one of my closest friends, Asura has become close, but Madara and Hashirama were the group, the three musketeers! After today there will only be two. Fuu had become nothing but a memory to me now, the memory of an unfortunate soul who had a place in another place in another time. Yukino was taken to be trained by a medic so she no longer lived in the compound but she was due to come home within the next three years. Otachi is amazing in Genjutsu, just like his future lookalike. Hiroto shows signs of being a taijutsu expert; He likes to use his hands and feet over the power of his Sharingan.

Walking into the small village we bee-lined to the store that had all the essentials a ninja could need. "Hello Koda-san." Our guardian said to the shop keeper behind the counter. The man waved us in but kept an eyes on us younger ones. "Takashi-san I need a new outfit since mine is getting to small on me, I'll be in the clothes section." I told him. Takashi our guardian nodded and ushered his twin sons towards the weapons. I picked out another battle kimono like the one I wore but it was sleeveless, I also picked out a mesh under shirt. My obi belts are short but made of thick material made so that the kimono won't fall off if someone tried to slash at it. I then picked out a new pair of shinobi sandals, these came below my knee. I then got a pair of gloves for using my bow. They are short gloves though. I hurried back to the boy's in the weapon section taking what I needed: Arrows along with kunai and shuriken even if I don't really use those. Shigure picked up a redwood katana, while Satoshi grabbed to orange. Their father nodded making both boys grin. Do you know how strange it is to see Uchiha's grin? DO YOU?! IT'S FUCKING INTENSE! They are supposed to be stoic people who have to deal with their moms or wives giving them cutesy nick names.

That is one thing I can't wait for when I grow up and get married. To give my husband and my kids the most ridiculous nick names I can come up with. But PLEASE NOT ANOTHER UCHIHA! Yes they are attractive, but I am part of that family, and I don't do incest. I'm sorry, I won't judge you but no, no I just will not take part in that. We paid for our crap and went to a tea shack to eat before heading back to the compound. Shigure and Satoshi were so excited to start training with their new swords, and all I wanted to do was craw in to bed and cry. I'm so not ready for this, and I don't know why I thought this shopping trip would've helped. Takashi put down his tea cup and escorted us out and in silence we started out journey back to the compound.

I couldn't stop thinking, is it over? Have they even left yet? We were gone four a few hours. Is my best friend safe? I got my answer when we stepped into the wall of our home. I could see it on Madara's, Tajima-sama's. And Izuna's face. Telling the twins and their father farewell I hoisted my purchases up better on my shoulder and walked towards the head Uchiha household. I caught Izuna's eye. He nodded, and jerked his head at Madara telling me that he wanted to speak with me. Tajima-sama looked like he was done with what he had to say with Madara. He turned glanced at me and returned into his home with Izuna scrambling after him. I ran to Madara grabbed his hand and took him to my home. There I put tea on and sat him in front of me as I worked on cleaning my bow. We sat in silence for a few minutes or until the tea was done.

When Madara had the hot cup in his hands he spoke. "I don't remember ever being inside your house Natsu," He sips. "It looks like crap, even more so inside then out," Thanks Madara, I love you too! "Thanks for the tea." He finished, I sighed and placing my bow down on my lap. Madara stared at the wall.

"Tell me what happened." I said, trying to sound demanding.

"Tell you what?" He snapped but I knew he didn't mean it that way.

"Fine, tell me what happened please Madara," I begged, I felt like I was about to snap myself.

"We can't be friends with Hashirama," He clinched his fist. "We should have never become his friends." Tears swelled in my eyes but they didn't fall.

"Why?" I asked, knowing fully aware why we couldn't be friends.

"He is a Senju." I choked out a sob and my water work began.

"No, nononononononononononononono." I mumbled throwing my hands in my hair gripping the spiky black strands rocking on my mat. "Why, why did this have to happen?" I asked no one. I knew, I fucking knew this was going to happen, but why does it affect me so much? Why does it hurt so much? Madara's knuckles are now white and his eyes red with the sharingan. After this day we started fighting harder, Madara aimed to kill more than ever.


A few months have passed and I've seen all the Senju's in battle. I even exchanged blows with Hawarama a few times, he would wink at me like we had a secret . . . OH GOD! He remembers! So that means he saw me fall, OMG how embarrassing!

My theory was right by the way, when I fought Hashirama his arms didn't tighten as much as when he fought other Uchiha. I managed to talk to him as we danced in our battles. I told him that even if his father told him he couldn't be friends with us it didn't change the fact that I believed that he was and still am his friend, and always will be his friend even if we are on opposing side. His eyes tears up from that. He told me that he was grateful for my friendship and that he would forever cherish our moments together. I nearly cried at that. I actually tackled him in a hug taking us to the ground, whispered my thank you and pretended that he punched me.

But now here I was waiting for Itama's ambush. This is something that I couldn't accidentally stop. I wanted this to be changed, I want to do it for Hashirama. Damn his father and Damn Tajima-sama, they have ruined their sons. Madara and Hashirama need each other, they have a bromance that can't be stopped. In fact it's so unstoppable I'm jealous of their bromance.

Suddenly I felt the chakra of the Senju, there were only hour of them. The Uchiha all smirked in unison, it was creepy. It was almost like they enjoyed killing the Senju. Seconds after I sensed the Senju they fell in to the trap and all hell broke loose. I could barely see Itama as he fought as hard as he could. The three other Senju fell but not without taking some of the Uchiha with them. Itama now broken and defeated leaned up against a boulder. The Uchiha surrounded him. Silently gazing down on him.

I then chose to act. I pulled the hood over my head from the cloak I brought with me, and grabbed my short katana and shot forward towards the unsuspecting group. My eyes bleed red activating my sharingan. I met my fellow clansmen, taking two down with a single blow, sprung towards another. I had the advantage of surprise. I only hope they stay surprised. One tried to catch me in a Genjutsu, but I saw it before it could happen. Thud! Another fell by my hands. I may suck at it but I'm pretty damn good at telling when It happening. Thud! I killed the one who tried to trap me. Only two left. They tried to confuse me by both going the opposite direction to circle around me, but I used to play sports in my past life so this didn't hinder me.

I readied my katana and sprung towards the one on my right, dodging his kunai. I slashed away another of his kunai leaving him open. Taking a kunai from my pouch I stabbed him on the diaphragm. Turning the other who was charging at me I tensed my body readying it to jump. When he was a second away from hacking at me with his own katana I jumped and front flipped over him and when he turn I plunged my katana in his heart. My hood fell back and his eyes widened.

"C-Chinatsu-u, Y-you treat-ter." He gasped and fell bleeding on the ground. I sheathed my blade. I threw off the hooded cloak and hurried to Itama who lay eyes wide open.

"Y-you'd betray your own clan so save a Senju?" He asked shaking, tears of joy rushed to his eyes. He was so happy to be alive.

"I would do it for my best friend who is a Senju, Itama right?" He nodded smiling. I bet he couldn't see me through his tears. "I'm Chinatsu, I am a friend of Hashirama, and he spoke of you often."

"H-Hashirama always knew how t-to find the best people." I kneeled down to his level taking his hand in mine.

"Come on, we need to get you back home." Itama's eyes widened.

"They'd kill you!" He exclaimed. But I shook my head.

"No, Hashirama won't let them hurt me, plus they may accidentally hurt you in turn."

So Chinatsu has saved the Senju brother's, however would this affect the plot?

Next chapter bonding time with Itama, returning him home, and meeting the Senju heads wife.

OMAKE! EXTRA! HashiramaXChinatsuXMadara friendship time!

By the way, I own not DBZ, Mean Girls, Monty Python, or SuperFight. . .

Hashirama sat on a log as Madara and I faced each other. Both of us had our arms crossed and glared with our feet planted on the ground about a foot apart. Our equally fluffy hair shifted in the breeze. It was like an episode of Dragon Ball Z, not as intense but just as awesome. Hashirama looked nervous as he watched up, if only he knew this is how we Uchiha settle our differences; stare off until the other blinks. I know; very immature but I've seen many of the adults do it to each other. Like the only time Tajima-sama lost was to his wife, Kikyo. I don't see her often but that woman was terrifying.

"How long is this one going to last?" Hashirama asked, we spared him a side glance before training our eyes back onto each other.

"Until this moron realizes he is wrong."

"Until she gives up her ridiculous rants." we answered him at the same time, making our glares more spiteful at the insults. No one ever interrupts as I make a reference to Mean Girls, no one. Not even people who don't even know it. Or when I quote Monty Python, but that is what we are arguing on. Or a more informative answer would be if one could still fight with all arms and legs cut off. I mean if the Black Knight can, so can I right? But this isn't SuperFight.

"This is stupid and you know it, no one can survive the blood loss much less continue to fight," Madara said. "What are you gonna do? Bleed on me." OH MY GERD! I broke eye contact as I fall to my knees wheezing as I roared in laughter. Madara froze in shock as I practically coughed my insides out rolling on the ground. "Was it something I said?" He asked Hashirama who had his head tilted to the side equally as confused as Madara was.

"What just happened?" I continued to roll about careful not to fall into the river.

"I don't know!" Madara groaned.

"Madara, I think you broke Natsu-chan."

"I know!"

"Madara, we have to fix her."

"How!?"

"I don't know!" They both groaned at the same time watching me as I cried in my laughter.

END OMAKE!