"Madara…!" Izuna was frozen in place as he watched the blade go through his sister's stomach, grey eyes wide. Tobirama frowned slightly, shaking his head slowly. "It's too late…" He murmured, forcing himself up.

Madara stared at Hashirama quietly, smiling despite her pain, tears gently rolling down her cheeks. "Hashirama…" She murmured, taking another step forwards. "I'm so sorry… I truly am… this is all my fault…"Falling forwards, her head hit the other woman's shoulder, and Madara struggled to straighten up.

"I thought I would have been stronger… but I was too weak, and now… I can't even save you from becoming this…" She shook slightly, hands gripping at the front of the other's shirt.

"You saved me, Hashi… you really did and I'm… I'm so sorry that I ended up making you start to fall…" Madara wrapped her arms around the older female slowly, leaning up as best she could, though the crimson stain continued to slowly spread across her stomach. "You saved me, and it's all okay. I'm safe, so you don't need to worry about me."

Hashirama growled lowly, but Madara kept a hold of her, leaning up to press her lips against the angel's. "Truth is, I really like you. At first, I just thought you were weird, but even so, you were someone I cared for deeply. And I hate seeing this… I want to return the favour, I want to save you too…" Madara buried her face in the other's shoulder. "Please… it's okay now Hashirama…"

The angel growled a little, trying to pull herself away, though the darkness gradually subsided before it left the angel completely, the dark smoke dissipating as soon as it hit the air. Hashirama's eyes became bright once again.

Tobirama gasped lowly and Izuna glanced to the scene, his eyes wide with awe. "Her halo has become pure again…" Tobirama murmured, and Izuna glanced from the white-haired male to the two women. "Seriously?" Tobirama nodded in response to the younger angel's question.

The two male angels just watched the darkness leaving their superior, surprised and silently glad that Hashirama had been snapped out of the falling processes. Madara eventually pulled back, a tear falling down her cheeks before she finally collapsed from the bloodloss.

Hashirama rushed to catch the other, kneeling down with Madara's head on her lap. The angel touched Madara's face gently, her eyes going wide as she realised what exactly had happened here, in the abandoned warehouse.

"Mada…" Closing her eyes, she gently placed a hand on the other's stomach, focusing her energy on healing up the injuries she caused, hoping that she was quick enough to save the other from dying. After what seemed like a long time, the raven-haired woman's wound closed up, though Madara was still.

Tobirama sighed with relief. He wouldn't have to go fight with his sister anymore, she was alright. Hashirama had managed to stop her fall, and it seemed she had cleared all of the darkness out of herself.

He groaned as he finally felt the extent of his injuries, slumping into a sitting position. Izuna rushed over to the snowy-haired angel, instantly setting about to heal the other's injuries. Glancing back to Hashirama nervously, he hoped that his sister would be okay. But surely, now Hashirama was back in her right mind, Madara would be in good hands.

Setting about focusing his energy to heal Tobirama's injuries, the raven-haired male froze a little as he felt the other's hand on his head, glancing up to him. Tobirama smiled a little to the younger angel. "Thank you, Izuna," He said, and Izuna smiled to the other as Tobirama stood up once he had been healed up.

The two angels then looked to the elder angel, who was still busy on working to heal Madara. Hashirama nibbled her lip in concentration, focusing her healing energies, her hand gently placed over Madara's forehead. She had to help Madara. The young woman had saved her from becoming a demon, after all, and Hashirama was not about to let her die.

"Mada, please…" She murmured, gently embracing the other as the human remained still. Tears tracked down tanned cheeks. "Please, I can't do this without you…" Placing her ear to Madara's chest, a soft gasp left her, which caused the two male angels to look up.

Madara stirred finally, her eyes flickering open as she gave a soft groan, trying to sit up slowly. Hashirama embraced the other, crying on the raven-haired girl's shoulder, relieved to know that the other was okay.

"I'm so sorry, Madara…" The angel murmured, but Madara just shifted slightly, pushing at the other gently. "I really am so sorry for everything I did to you…"

"Hashirama, not so tight…" She responded hoarsely, though as the other pulled back, the raven-haired woman's expression softened. Raising a hand, she gently flicked the brunette in the forehead. Hashirama's eyes went wide, startled at the other's reaction.

Madara just cracked a slight grin. "It's not your fault, okay? I'm just glad that you're alright now… you scared us back there. But, everything's alright. I'm alive, that bastard's dead… you saved me again."

Hashirama's expression softened slightly as the other smiled, her heart giving a soft flutter. Leaning forwards, the brunette pressed her lips to Madara's, causing the younger woman to become flustered, her cheeks a deep pink. "What was that for…?"

"You saved me today," Hashirama declared gently, with a smile. "Also, I'm just returning the kiss from earlier~" Madara covered her cheeks, glancing away. "Idiot…" She murmured, though her tone held a note of fondness.

Suddenly exhausted, Madara leant against the other. Though her injuries had been healed, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd slept, and it had hit her now the adrenaline had worked its way out of her system.

Hashirama rubbed Madara's arms gently, a warm smile gracing her lips. "Hey, Mada?" The younger female glanced up to the other, tilting her head. Hashirama stood up slowly, lifting up her friend. "Let's go home, okay?"

Madara wiggled around a little, her cheeks retaining their deep pink hue. "Ah, you could warn me before you lift me up," She murmured, and Hashirama kissed her cheek. "Ah, but we gotta carry you home, you're too tired to walk, surely," Hashirama sounded concerned, and she glanced to Tobirama and Izuna.

Tobirama had managed to close up his injuries, and he watched the women calmly. Izuna stood beside him, giving a soft smile. "We'll have to report to heaven what happened," Tobirama stated gruffly. "Don't worry, sister, I won't tell them the cause of your near-fall."

"You better take good care of Madara now!" Izuna called back, giving a slight grin, and Hashirama nodded, a soft chuckle leaving her lips. "Don't worry, Izuna. I will~" As the two male angels disappeared to return to heaven, Hashirama smiled down to Madara.

"Well then, shall we return home now?" She asked softly. Madara nodded, giving a soft yawn. "Yeah, sure."