Bloody Rose

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Oh and to the Guest Reviewer who requested a Suki story with an unconventional pairing to say the least, I'll consider it. Though it wouldn't be for awhile because I already have so many stories going. Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter.

Chapter Notation: There is a lot of plot development in this chapter, particularly when it comes to Tobirama. Though rest assured this is still firmly a Suki x Madara story.

Chapter 10

Suki knew that she shouldn't do it, but she did anyway. She really shouldn't lean into his kiss like this. Let alone return it, but it was almost like he was exerting some sort of magnetic pull on her.

"You're becoming a most excellent conversationalist." He murmurs between heated kisses.

The man could kiss. Suki had to give him that much. Not that she had much to compare him to, but still she instinctively knew that Madara Uchiha was very gifted in this particular art.

She breaks the kiss and looks up at him. "Well they say that practice makes perfect, but we really should stop." At the moment, Suki knew that her suggestion was less than convincing because of her Sharingan. Still, she had to at least try.

Damn her Sharingan. There was no way to feign disinterest whenever he kissed her. A fact that Madara never failed to take advantage of.

He smiles and caresses her cheek. "I suppose you have every reason to be frightened that I'll steal your virtue." Smug bastard. "Though as I believe I've proven before, there are many ways that we can enjoy each other without you're my doing so."

Gods and Goddesses only knows what the deviant meant by that this time. Was he offering to make love to her with his mouth again? Because that was rather tempting. It was very enjoyable and Suki wouldn't have to worry about potentially altering the timeline irreversibly by getting pregnant…

"Do you ever think about anything that doesn't involve your kunai or your kunai?" Suki glances at him in amusement.

Madara laughs as he pulls her into his lap. "Occasionally." He smiles at her slyly as his hands glide over her breasts and over the curve of her hips. "Though I try not to dwell on such things for too long."

Yes, Suki could see that. Madara was a man who was incredibly intelligent and he was capable of doing a lot of good when he wanted to. It was just when push came to shove, the rush that he got from battle or lust held far more sway over him than political matters when he was given a choice over how to occupy his time.

"Yes, we wouldn't want you to overexert yourself." She rolls her eyes playfully.

He nips her ear as a slight punishment while one of his hands glides underneath her kimono. "You needn't worry about such things." Causing her breath to hitch. "I assure you that my stamina is more than adequate to take care of our Clan and most especially you."

Warning Lime

She wasn't completely naïve. Suki knew what a hand underneath her kimono meant. Madara was feeling frisky.

"It wasn't your physical stamina that I was referring to." The raven haired woman scoffs.

He laughs and captures her lips in a heated kiss. "I know that. It's just so wonderfully entertaining to tease you." He breaks the kiss long enough to say. "And there are so many ways that one can go about so. For instance, like this."

Before Suki could ask him what he meant, she gasps. He had found her undergarments and was now touching her most intimate place. This time not with his tongue, but with his hand.

"You're a damn pervert!" Suki blushes deeply.

Well that was true, but honestly she said that as if it was a bad thing when he knew otherwise. "Accurate enough, but you like it." He smiles and kisses her briefly again while rubbing her womanhood. "You're free to touch as you please as well you know."

That might make her feel less skittish about such things. It also would have the lovely benefit of getting her hands on him. A thought which was sending all the blood rushing straight to his more southern regions.

Suki pauses as though she was debating the matter. "Alright. Take off your armor and your shirt." Normally, that would make him think twice.

A woman requesting you to take off your armor could be just luring you into a trap. More than one woman had been able to take out a powerful warrior because she seduced him into letting his guard down. He didn't feel that was an issue with Suki.

Despite all her protests for the contrary, her eyes were burning ruby red. "As My Lady wishes." He chuckles as he proceeds to use his other arm to swiftly disrobe halfway, while his other hand continues its explorations.

Suki bucks against his hand instinctively as her eyes drink in the glorious sight that was a semi naked Madara. Most male ninjas were well sculpted. That was just part of having such a physical life style, but the other Uchiha was in a league of his own when it came to masculine beauty.

Everything about him from his wild hair, to his otherworldly crimson red eyes, to his broad shoulders and muscular planes of his chest just screamed virile. And he was giving her permission to touch him. She licks her lips a bit in awe and nervously at the thought.

"Mhm. Just remember that outside the bedroom as well." Suki murmurs as she slowly traces her fingertips over his throat, down his neck, and towards one of his biceps.

Those were very nice. Then again, Suki couldn't really see anything that wasn't disturbingly perfect on him. There were a few faint scars, but for some reason that only added to his allure. This was a warrior in every sense of the word.

He chuckles at that. "Already making demands, I see." It was as if he thought her boldness was amusing. "Such an Uchiha Rose." Madara smirks as he brushes her core.

Suki squirms at that. It was hard to concentrate on much of anything when he was touching her that way. The few times she had experimented with such things paled in comparison to the feel of his wonderfully rough hands against her skin.

Her own touches had always been slow and embarrassed. In contrast, Madara seemed to know her body better than she did because he was now rubbing her clit with his thumb and, "OH GOD!" And it felt incredible!

Madara chuckles at her reaction. "So sensitive." He kisses her as he rubs her womanhood more. "Already getting wet and moaning so sweetly for me."

A few well placed touches to her womanhood and the woman was practically purring and mewing as adorably as a kitten. "Ah! F-Feels good!" It was impossible not to feel a surge of masculine pride at pleasing his would be love so easily.

Suki's hands were now growing bolder. Sliding over his biceps and back over his chest. "Good. It's supposed to." Her soft hands were lighting a fire in him wherever they made their sensual explorations. "There is nothing wrong with allowing yourself to feel good when the opportunity arises." And he would make sure that it arose often!

She kisses back and sighs in pleasure. "Maybe you're right." Surprising him when she tugs off his pants and boxers.

As long as she didn't "let him steal her virtue", it should be okay. After all, was this really anymore intimate than him using his mouth on her? Besides, she was curious.

"That's better." He growls with approval.

Suki feels herself shiver at the growl and at the fact his fingers were now moving faster. Touching her in ways that she would never have dared to think of doing to herself. Making her wet and almost half insane with desire. Imagining what it would be like, when he was inside her.

She dares herself to look down and blinks. "Much better, apparently." Maybe it was for the best, that she was just allowing him to tease her.

There was no way that could actually fit. Was there? It had to be impossible, Suki thinks to herself as she shyly takes it into her hand and strokes him.

"You have no idea." Madara covers her neck in kisses as he slides two fingers inside her. "You can touch as much as you like. You don't have to be so skittish, My Rose."

She was NOT skittish. Suki scoffs at the very notion as she strokes him faster. The way he was throbbing in her hand and arched into her touch spoke volumes.

Suki was doing something right. He wanted this just as much as she did. Which was good because she didn't think that she could stop now. She was so close!

"I'm not skittish." She strokes him faster as if to prove her point.

Madara groans and thrusts into her hand. Both delighting in the feeling of her hand on him and wishing that he was thrusting into another place. Though he notes, that calling her skittish might very well prove useful in the future.

Like all Uchiha Roses, her pride was both her greatest strength and weakness. This was also true for the men of their Clan, of course. It was a family trait, he supposed.

He was so close to spilling his seed like some unpracticed youth right into her hand. "Well you most assuredly aren't now." Madara smirks as he rubs her clit more and pumps his fingers inside her faster and faster.

She was soaking wet. Even without the Sharingan Suki wouldn't have been able to hide her desire at this point. Between that and her soft moans and gasps, it was easy to see that she was very much interested in their current conversation.

"M-Madara!" Suki moans and pants as she leans against him desperately. "Ah!" She was so close!

With that thought in mind, she strokes him faster. God this felt good. It was hard to remember why this was a bad idea. She knew that it was, but she couldn't quite remember why at the moment.

"Don't deny yourself." He purrs into her ear, nipping it lightly. "

That was all he had to say. Suki couldn't have resist the command, even if she wanted to and she didn't. "Ah fuck!" She came hard and fast and Madara wasn't far behind.

She should have been disgusted by the evidence of his arousal, but Suki wasn't. She just wipes her hand on the ground and tries to catch her breath as proceeds to drape her in her kimono and to dress himself.

End of Lime

"Such a dirty mouth for such a beautiful rose." Madara teases her as he kisses her forehead, holding her closely.

She tries her best not to gape at him. "After everything that you just did to me, my language is what offends your sensibilities?" Suki couldn't believe it.

Madara chuckles and shakes his head. No it didn't offend him. Far from it.

"I believe you misunderstand me, My Bloody Rose." He smirks. "I quite like knowing that I can drive you to such heights of passion that you forget any sense of propriety." And that was the truth.

Hashirama freezes up on the battlefield. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he was seeing things. Things that he knew had never happened and yet, they appeared so real. What on Earth was going on.

"He was waltzing around the village with her." Tobirama rolled his eyes.

Her referred to Suki Uchiha. The woman who had appeared out of nowhere and apparently had captured Madara's interest. Honestly, the First Hokage was relieved in a way.

Hashirama had started to wonder, if anyone was capable of doing that. If any woman could tame Madara Uchiha. Though according to his brother, this one had.

He chuckled at Tobirama's expression. "What would you like me to do about this?" Hashirama raised an eyebrow. "I know our village is new, but I never intended for Hokages to dictate the love lives of others."

His brother looked so irritated. In Hashirama's mind, it was becoming apparent that Tobirama also had feelings for Suki. Upon realizing that, his amusement quickly faded.

There was so many ways that such a thing could lead to disaster. There was a lot of bad blood between the Senjus and Uchihas. Mountains of it and that was before one even factored into the equation that Madara had claimed Suki.

"I'm aware of that." Tobirama sighed. "I thought though that if you talked to her, perhaps you could warn her."

Hashirama shook his head. "Brother, you would be wise to leave this woman to her own devices." While Suki had seemed perfectly cordial to him, the First Hokage also knew that his brother was playing with fire.

Madara Uchiha was not someone who tolerated being second best to anyone. He was also the Head of the Uchiha Clan. If Tobirama tried to "steal" Suki from him, there was a chance that he would challenge him to combat or worse that a civil war could break out within the village as the various Clans and ninjas took sides.

"I know that I should." The other Senju shook his head. "But she saved my life. It wouldn't be right to leave her in the wolf's jaws."

"Hashirama, are you okay?" Naruto stares at him with concern.

Was he okay? He wasn't sure. Though as he looks at Madara, it all made sense. So that was why he had been speaking about breasts.

He was reliving a memory that had never formed in a first place. "I believe I know where your friend went." Suki Uchiha had somehow gone back into the past and whether she knew it or not, the woman was changing the future.

Tobirama sighs as he trains. The Sun was now setting and he had been training all day. It seemed the most proper way to relieve his frustrations.

"Hashirama doesn't understand or doesn't want to understand." His fist slams into a training post, shattering it.

Why did his brother have such a hard time seeing Madara for what he was? Was it guilt? Did he feel guilty because he had killed Izuna? Did Hashirama feel as though he was an accomplice to murder?

It wasn't murder though. It had been a battle. Both of them had gone into it, knowing there was a very good chance at least one of them might die. So his brother shouldn't feel guilty.

Of course, that didn't mean he that Hashirama didn't though. "His tender heart is going to get him killed one day." Tobirama just knew it.

He lived in constant dread of such a thing happening. Sooner or later, it would happen and he'd be left alone without his brother. Though perhaps he shouldn't assume such things.

In times like these, it was just as likely that he would be the first to die. After all, Tobirama had always assumed that Izuna would outlive Madara because he was far less reckless and look at what had happened.

"You're going to run out of posts at this rate." He hears a feminine voice say.

Tobirama blinks as he looks around sees Suki. Suki was at the Training Grounds and without Madara. Something was most certainly amiss.

He tries to feign a casual façade though. "Well I can always make more later." The white haired man glances at her warily. "What bring you here?"

The Senju wasn't afraid of Suki Uchiha. Well not exactly anyway. It was more like he was afraid of his growing feelings for her, especially since it was obvious that Madara was marking some sort of claim over her.

"I could lie and say that I wanted to train." Suki's looks at him cautiously. "But I won't insult your intelligence by doing so." She saunters over to him. "I wanted to talk to you."

That saunter had to be deliberate. It just had to be. Unfortunately, he wasn't exactly sure what game she was playing. One thing was for certain though. Suki Uchiha was definitely playing one.

"Well I do appreciate the honesty." That was important. "What did you wish to speak to me about?"

Suki bites her lower lip as if she was nervous about something. "My Clan." He didn't like seeing her nervous around him.

He wasn't the real threat to her. Madara was. Tobirama was neither a rogue, nor someone who took pleasure out of attacking women (or anyone) unnecessarily. Madara are.

Well perhaps that might be stretching it a bit. The barbarian didn't seem to enjoy fighting women, though he certainly didn't hesitate to do so in the heat of battle. Madara was fortunate in that way. Tobirama had seen more than one man die at the hands of a female ninja because he hesitated out of some misguided notion of chivalry.

"Of course." He nods his head in understanding. "What about them?"

He might as well be blunt. If she wasn't going to begin their conversation under false pretenses, he would do the same. Tobirama figured he owed her that much. The woman had saved his life.

"I know that you don't trust them." Well that was an understatement. "Do you trust me?"

Hmm. That was a difficult question to answer. Tobirama trusted her enough that he didn't view it likely she was going to attack him when his back was turned, but he wasn't sure he could trust her judgment. She was allowing Madara to court her, after all.

In all fairness though, he realized that she might not have much of a choice. Madara was the Head of her Clan. If she turned him down, he could make life very difficult for her or even cast her out.

Tobirama doubted he would go that far though. "I trust you as a comrade on the battlefield." To throw away someone with a Mangekyo Sharingan would have been quite the waste, no matter what Madara's personal feelings were.

The man valued power above everything else. The only exception had been Izuna and now he was dead. That was when Tobirama had truly been afraid of Madara.

The second his brother had passed on, the Senju knew that there was no going back. Whatever humanity that Hashirama thought he saw in Madara, well that was likely gone. Now, he was a predator first and foremost.

"That's a start." She smiles at him. "And more than I could have ever reasonably expected given the history between our families."

It was nice to see a reasonable woman. It was hard to believe that Suki and Akira shared blood. Now, that woman was a snake.

Not only had she tried to attack Suki while her back was turned, Akira was willing to conspire with him! A man from her family's greatest rival Clan!

He nods at her, wanting to reassure Suki that it wasn't personal. "Was there something in particular that you wanted to discuss?" It sounded like there was.

The woman was clever. She had to be. As much as it pained him to admit it, Madara was an intelligent man. He wouldn't have been attracted to a simpleton.

"Yes, integration mostly." She nods at him in confirmation.

If another woman had said that to him, Tobirama would have assumed she was flirting with him. Integration could mean many things, but often there was an implied aspect to it. Mingling.

Mingling in the form of marriages, most likely. That was what it was referred to when ninjas and civilians or ninjas from different Clans married. Integration.

The Uchiha Clan was rather solitary by nature. He had al ways thought this was because they were arrogant. Suki was the exception to the rule though. Perhaps, the blame fell more on Madara's shoulders than the rest of the Clan or they might have been trying to protect the Sharingan in a manner similar to how the Hyugas protected the Byakugan.

It was difficult to say. "Well as Hashirama is so fond of reminding me, Hokages don't control the love lives of their villagers." Now, that he thought about it…it was almost impossible not to speculate on the matter.

"I wasn't talking about love lives." Suki's cheeks turn an endearing shade of pink. "I was speaking more of housing and mission assignments." Ah. She hadn't been flirting with him after all.

Why did he feel so disappointed about that fact though? He should be happy. If Suki didn't have any feelings for him, it was less likely he would have to deal with Madara's petty jealousy. Still, he couldn't deny that he felt a brief flash of disappointment.

"Right." He should act more like a professional. "Do you truly believe that your Clan wishes to socialize more though?" Someone had to.

It obviously wasn't going to be his brother. He loved Hashirama. Tobriama truly loved his brother, but the man was ridiculously naïve in so many respects.

Suki nods her head as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I do and besides, it'd would be in the Leaf's best interest long-term." She smiles at him.

Interesting. So she liked to think that she could foresee things. The woman had obviously been pondering this matter for awhile.

Against his better judgment, Tobirama decides to ask. "And why do you say that?" It was a good thing that he wasn't a cat.

Curiosity killed the cat as the old saying went. Thank goodness that it had never said the same about a Senju. Otherwise, he would have been a goner by now.

What was it about this woman that fascinated him to this degree? "Our Clan is one of the largest and strongest in the village. If people don't know us well, that will lead to fear. Fear leads to hatred." She pauses. "And we all know what hatred leads to."

Blood. Suki didn't even have to say it. Tobirama knew the answer all too well. Though it was saddening to see that she already knew the answer at such a young age.

He really wished this time of conflict would end. It wasn't right. People Suki's age shouldn't be aware of such things. The Leaf was an oasis in a metaphorical desert of conflict.

"Yes, I'm well aware." Tobirama nods grimly. "I shall speak with my brother on this matter."

Suki smiles at him. "Thank you." It was a beautiful smile, but Tobirama also knew that he shouldn't care about that.

"You're welcome." He glances at her. "Do be careful around Madara though. I don't want to see you get hurt." And with that, he Flickers off.

Suki sighs in relief once he was gone. That had gone better than she could have ever hoped. Maybe, she really could do this.

Maybe, she could prevent the seeds of hatred from ever being sewn in the first place. Maybe, she could go home. Maybe, Suki would be able to leave Madara behind and he'd get over her.

She bites her lower lip at that last thought. "Falling in love with him would be foolish." Suki enjoyed his touch and part of her reveled in the attention of such a powerful man, but that was all.

All least that's what she was desperately trying to tell herself. Then again, Itachi had always called her, his foolish little sister. Maybe, she was already in love with him. After all, falling for Madara Uchiha was just about the most foolish thing that someone in her position could do. She'd have to be very careful to make sure that didn't happen.