"There you are, Tobirama." Butsuma's expression brightened, but soon became quizzical as he took notice his oldest child was not back. "Where is your brother?" He questioned.

"He told me he had to go back and get something." His son replied nonchalantly.

"Have you seen my great grandchildren? They seem to have disappeared suddenly after you left." Tenson was about to stand when he heard rushed footsteps of one of his great grandchildren.

"Great Grandfather!" Izuna frantically ran towards the old man with an injured arm. "Great Grandfather, there's an attack at the south side of the compound, near the bridge!" He breathed to help even out his breath.

"What?!" Using his loud and hoarse voice, he immediately stood up without stumbling or needed anyone's help. His hand gripped the dragon's head tightly as he yelled out orders. "Izuna, go get your father and your uncle."

Butsuma and his two youngest sons left within a second.

"Yes!" Izuna disappeared in a puff of smoke.

The servant stood by his side. "Surround the area with guards and send more to the south side." Tenson commanded. "We mustn't let the intruder escape!" The servant bowed and disappeared.

Tenson quickly made his way to the battle happening in his home. This wasn't the first time in his life time that assassins or thieves came. However, the occurrences never happened in the morning before. It usually took place in the night, where it was easier to sneak around without being noticed. Whoever it was, Tenson knew they were dead meat to appear in broad daylight in his home.

When he got there, Hashirama and Madara had sat on the floor agonizing about the wounds they've received in their battle. The guards had just gotten there along with Butsuma and Itama, but Nyorai and Tobirama was nowhere in sight.

Tenson's brows knitted. "Where is Nyorai, Madara?"

"She was... kidnapped." Madara replied gravely. "Tobirama went after her." He slammed his fist on the floor. "Tch! If I was fast enough! If I was, this wouldn't have happened!"

His great grandfather stood by his side. "Child, don't fret. We must get you and Hashirama to the doctor to cover those wounds." He ordered, "You four, take my great grandson and Hashirama to Iyashi! Rest of you, guard the compound!" Tenson pointed to Butsuma and his youngest son. "You two should stay here for safety. It is not wise to have the Senju leader and a young child to be running off to chase the enemies. It is bad enough to have Nyorai taken, and Tobirama going after." The old man tried to keep his voice in control and calm.


Tobirama went after the three men secretly. He hid in the leaves of the trees, thinking of a plan that'll succeed to save his future wife. How was he supposed to get rid of three jonin leveled ninjas? If he was able to get Nyorai free, the probability of both going back to the safety of the compound was a much higher chance then taking all three men head on.

The intruders continued their way, not noticing the seven year old male's presence. One of them carried Nyorai by the shoulder, who was tussling to get free.

She was wrapped in metal wires, and duct tape was taped over her mouth to keep her shut. Her eyes glinted when she saw movements following behind. She caught a flash of white hair, which she was glad to see at a time like this. Nyorai continued to try escape, keeping an act up.

The men whispered something to one another before two of the three disappeared to the other directions. One continued to head straight towards the east side, while Nyorai's abductor went north, and the other went south.

This was his chance! If it was one against one, Tobirama would have a chance of beating the enemy. He stopped and jumped through the trees, after the kidnapper. Green leaves brushed against his cheeks, while he hopped on tree branch to tree branch. He prepared his sword in hand. In case the other two ninjas followed behind, or more rogues are planning to have a surprise attack on him, he'd have a weapon ready.

When they were a clear distance from the area they split up, Tobirama took his chance and attacked. He threw two smoke bombs into the air and kunais behind the man's knee, causing him to fall on his knees. As the bombs hit the tree branch above the criminal, the child quickly moved closer.

The foe panicked. He turned around to meet the ten year old's face close to his. Blood came leaking from his stomach. He gasped as Tobirama twisted the word and pulled it out. "Y-You," he wheezed, "Se-" The burly man fell off the tree and to the ground about several yards with the female plummeting after him.

Instantly, the white haired boy followed behind and caught the girl in his arms, carrying her bridal style until he reached a sturdy branch. He removed the gray duct tape around her mouth. She gagged as he grumbled, "They're a bunch of idiots to split up like that." Pulling out his tanto, he looked her in the eyes. "I'll try to cut the wires with this."

She coughed. "Tobi-Tobirama!" A smile grew on her face.

"Quiet down. If the others hear, they'll come and attack. I won't be able to take two jonin levels down by myself with you tied up like this." He sawed through the layers of black wire. "Tch! This'll take too long. We have to hurry and get back. These wires are too thick." He glanced around the forest. "I'll just carry you back to the compound." He picked her up.

"Wh-What?! No-"

"Quiet down."

"I will, if you don't carry me! I can move. My legs aren't tied." She tried persuading by jumping up and down to show proof her feet were still in use.

Tobirama folded his arms and stared at her as if she was stupid. "You're just going to become more troublesome hopping around like an idiot. What if you fell? You wouldn't be able to catch yourself." He raised a brow. "Are you, by chance, embarrassed?"

She turned red.

"I see you killed Saburou, kid." A voice was heard from above. "Well, no matters. He was a useless younger brother. All he got was muscles but no brains, which was a pain in the ass." A new enemy appeared. He was the one who attacked Hashirama.

Nyorai struggled. "Carry me away!"

Tobirama set her down. "Kind of late..." He glared at her with crimson eyes. "Stay with me, and don't cause more troublesome matters for me." Pulling out his bloodied katana out of his sheath, he moved forward. "What kind of brother are you?" He steadied the sword in his hands. "You don't even care for his death?" He nearly growled.

The enemy picked his ear. "Like I said, he was useless." He pulled his pinky out and blew. "He was of no use to any of us, only made the missions more burdensome. It's tiring to watch after him, ever since we were little."

Tobirama body flickered and swung from behind.

He dodged. "My, my, aren't we in such a rush? Brother Ichirou won't come back until... maybe two days from now?" He cocked a head. "So, kid, you're pretty strong. Who are you?"

The young boy swung again, but was blocked and was held by the hand. He kicked, but was tossed. Tobirama did a flip and landed in front of Nyorai. He stayed quiet, observing the man with magenta hair covering his right eye.

"Not much of a talker, I see. What about you, girl?"

"You don't know my name... Then why'd you capture me?!" She wiggled, trying to get the wires off. "That's pretty stupid to not know my name since you're a kidnapper."

Red eyes scanned the area as the two conversed. Tobirama threw a paper bomb towards the enemy and pulled Nyorai with him, throwing smoke bombs in another direction. "Water Clone Jutsu!" Two young white hair male appeared, looking exactly alike. One used Transformation Jutsu to turn himself into the girl. They jumped off into the smoke.

"What're you planning to do?" Nyorai whispered.

The real Tobirama continued carrying her to the opposite direction of the distraction. "Retreating, I can't possibly fight while protecting you at the same time." He glanced back.

A hand reached forward and grabbed him by the shoulder, causing the seven year olds to drop to the ground.

"Don't think it's that easy to escape from me."

Nyorai jumped to her feet. "We need to get these wires out. You can't fight by yourself with this rogue ninja."

Tobirama stood up, stumbling. "I told you, it was too thick to cut through..." He reached for his katana.

"Sorry, kid. It's mine now." The red head stepped on the sword's handle. He slowly picked it up. "Feel like telling me ya names, yet?" He swung the sword back and forth, creating the loudest swishing sound. His grin still pasted on his face.

Nyorai watched, frightened. "M-My name... M-Shouldn't you introduce yourself first? It's only polite manners."

The man grinned. "I like you, girl. Very well, I'll introduce myself first. I am Jirou. Now, your turn," Jirou pointed the sword towards Nyorai's nose. It was only a millimeter away from touching her nose. "Speak, Uchiha."

She smiled. "Yes, of course." Lowering her head, the enemy looked at her curiously. "As you know, I am an Uchiha." He urged her to go on. "Uchiha Nyorai, I am."

"Well, Nyorai, you're very cute for a seven year old. If you were older, who knows what I would've done with you." He leaned forward, staring at her within her eye level. "A few years older, I would've shown you the best time of your life."

"Are you talking dirty to me?" Nyorai questioned, slowly sawing the wires behind her back.

From behind, Tobirama took out his tanto and muttered a jutsu. He whispered the needed name and did the hand signs as fast as possible. It was the only jutsu he could think of that would help in a situation such as this. However, it used a lot of chakra. Including, that he is still young, the attack won't be as strong as an adult. This jutsu was the best he has learned so far in his life.

"Hmm. Seven years old and you understood what I meant. You must have some perverts living in your compound." He watched Tobirama from the corner of his eyes.

Nyorai pulled his attention back. "You must be a pedophile to be talking to a kid that way." She got through one wire, a lot more to go. "You're the perverted one here." Another snapped.

"Since you're an interesting lil' girl, I'll let it slide." He turned around to the boy with a sly smirk. "And, what are you up to, kid? Not planning any little tricks, are we?"

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet!" He did the last hand sign, bird, as a gigantic dragon made out of water appeared above the trees and came crashing down to its target. Tobirama immediately went behind the dragon to surprise attack Jirou with his tanto.

Jirou was cut at his left eye and the dragon has damaged him physically and made his clothes heavier. He growled. "Damn brat!" He swung the sword at Tobirama vigorously. "I'm not letting you go!"

Tobirama jumped further away from Nyorai.

Jirou swung and cut Tobirama's shirt. Swung again, and he managed to wound Tobirama's arm. "Hahahah! What a weakling! What're you trying to be? A hero? That'll never happen if you're this weak!" He laughed menacingly. "Such a weak child."

Nyorai's eyes widened. She quickly sawed through. She only managed to cut through six. "Tch!" A frown came to her face. She began panicking. There were a lot more to saw through to get free.

Jirou hit Tobirama in the face with the sword's hilt.

The boy fell to the ground, rolling twice before he stopped. He laid on his stomach and the side of his face, groaning. A few rocks scraped his forehead, cheeks, nose, and other parts of the body. He winced when he felt blood trickle from the cut on his arm. "Bastard." He mumbled. Using his good arm, he tried pushing himself up, which worked. "Stop your nonsense blabbering. It's really annoying to hear."

"Oh! The itty bitty little boy can speak!" His green eyes sparkled as the grin grew. "My, my, kid, you're tough, aren't cha?" Jirou prepared to swing, but Nyorai shouted.

"Hey! Hey!" She yelled louder. "Jirou." He turned. She bit her bottom lip; she didn't plan ahead. "I-I... uhhh... I...-Stop it!" The words slipped out.

"I'm sorry, Nyorai. Once I start something, I plan on finishing it." He turned to Tobirama, who had a kunai ready in his hands. "Such a warrior you are. What? Is she that special to you? It's cute to see you fight your hardest but end up losing."

"Sh-Shut up."

Jirou snapped. He raised the sword from the muddy ground towards the endless blue sky. He managed to cut Tobirama's chin with a smirk. "Daddy's not here anymore, got that kiddo? He's not here to protect you. You should've stayed at home and let us capture her safely to wherever we need to." Raising his sword, he asked. "Want to say anything before you die? Nyorai looks as if she's about to burst into tears."

Tobirama took a glance at Nyorai, who was flustering with the wires. She was nearly there, just a few more. He shut his eyes. The Water Dragon Bullet was an exhausting technique for a seven year old. This battle lasted well into a twenty minute some match, and he was already panting heavily. He knew this wasn't a match he could win. It was time for him to...

"No! Stop! No, don't give up!" Nyorai felt liquid on the verge of falling down her cheeks. It was still too early for him to lose his life. There was still a lot more time for him to continue living, a lot more to learn, explore, and experience.

Jirou brought his sword down.

Tobirama instantly moved forward and cut the man's knees, causing him to kneel down and scream in pain. "Don't think I'll give up so easily. Just because I'm a child, doesn't mean I can't beat you." He plunged the kunai in Jirou's back, blood splattering his already dirtied cheeks. Letting go and moving away, he breathed heavily. His eyes seemed to glow as he stood under the shade of a tree. He leaned on the sturdy plant.

Nyorai fumbled with the wires. Finally, they were loose. "Tobirama! Tobirama, are you okay?" She ran to him, passed the dead man. "Tobirama," she wiped the water from her eyes. "What's the matter?" Frantically, she looked around for sign of other Uchiha members. "Stay with me, please... You can't close your eyes, got it?"

"My chakras low." He said in a quiet voice, sliding on his back to the mud floor. "I-I... I just need rest, Nyorai. Calm down. I'm not dying, yet." He adjusted his feet, stretching it out. "Are you okay?"

She gave a weak smile. "Thanks to you, I'm fine."

"We have to get out of here. If the other guy finds us, there's no chance of going back alive." Tobirama attempted to stand but failed.

"...Or not." She helped him sit up. "We'll wait here for the others. I'm sure Father, Uncle, or Great Grandfather has sent a couple of men to come find us, and I'm sure your father wouldn't allow you to stay missing." Nyorai sat down beside him, not caring for the mud that's going to stain her white pants. "We'll wait here so you can rest. If the other enemy - Ichirou, I believe- comes, I'll protect you this time." As he was about to protest, Nyorai added, "I promise I won't try to kill you, either. I owe you my life."

He gave a tired smile. "You better promise, or else I'll come back and haunt you." His eyes closed. It was painful to keep them open, even just a little bit. She promised as he slowly drifted off to sleep.