Prompt: Memorial Stone
Pairing: MadaraXSakura
This was the one place he wouldn't come, the one place his spies left her alone, the one place where she could truly be alone. Madara hated this place it reminded him of everything Konoha had been and it reminded him that she would never truly be his. Yet he never stopped her, this is where he friends were; Ino, Choji, Hinata, Kiba, Kurenai, Asuma, Kakashi, Sai . . . Naruto, they were all here, forever, on the black polished stone.
She supposed he was humoring her more than anything, making sure the stress didn't harm her . . . or the baby. Her hand went down to her very large belly. The doctor had said it was twins, both boys. Tears sprang to her eyes and the moment they began to fall his lackeys surrounded her, hands going to her forehead and belly to make sure everything was okay. She might as well have been living in a bubble. "Uchiha-Sama . . ." it was a plea from one of the masked men, asking her to come, to go back to the tower . . . to her husband. She wrenched away from the hand with a hiss as more tears fell and she clung to the memorial stone, to a life that had long since disappeared. He didn't try to touch her again after that, and he and his comrades stepped back. She wasn't going to leave without a fight.
Madara sensed him long before they ever entered his office. Unlike the Kage before him he wore his battle gear, ready at a moment's notice to defend his home, a home built in his vision. He didn't glance at the masked Anbu, a left over from root. "Your wife refuses to leave the stone. She screams any time one of us touch her." Madara had the man's throat in his hand the second the last word left his mouth. He had to stop himself from killing him. His grip loosened when the man passed out and he dropped him on the floor. No one touched what belonged to him, and Sakura was his wife and most definitely his.
Stepping over the man he opened the door of his office and began walking down the halls, at a slower pace than normal. He had no desire to go to that place and why Sakura insisted on visiting it every day he couldn't understand. But she had begged him to keep it; she had actually gotten down on her knees and begged him. He had enjoyed the sight and she had sold her soul to keep it.
Madara closed his eyes for a moment, the woman was his one weakness and though he would never admit it out loud he loved her. He had watched her through that final battle as she had shown the same mindset as the female Hokage and she had shown exemplary medical skills. So he had spared her and when she had looked up at him bloody and drained of chakra something in him said to save her and he had listened taking her home. She had looked at him with defiance from the moment she woke up and as he continued to live around her and watch her he had grown to love her . . .or as close to love as he could get. He had demanded she marry him and she had spat at him he had slapped her into a wall and hadn't seen her for days afterward. It would be three days later when he was about to execute a boy by the name of Konohamaru that she had stepped up asking him to let the boy live to kill her instead.
That was when he realized that death had no effect on her. He had to use what she cared about. So he had agreed on the condition that she married him. With hate in her eyes she had agreed and the boy had fled the village the next day most likely at his wife's orders and insistence.
They were married soon after. They may have been married but it was no marriage she had refused to even so much as touch him. It was during one particularly bad fight that he had let his trump card slip; that most everyone she cared about was dead or was considered a nuke-nin and not many of them were left.
She had escaped for the first time that night and he had cornered her there, at the stone as she mumbled that their names weren't there. He had told her of his plans, that the stone would be destroyed as soon as he had time. She had screamed and in a way had a mental breakdown. She had gotten on her knees and begged him to not do it, to carve their names into the black stone, as a favor to her. She affected his judgment, but not so much that he would agree to that. So he had made a deal, as long as she started to act like the adoring wife she was claiming to be in that moment he wouldn't destroy the stone, he would even continue to have the names engraved in it. In her grief she had agreed. She was pregnant within two months, she was eight months along now; but ever since she had visited the stone once a day. Unless it was raining then he refused to let her outside and instead he had forced her to spend the day in his office with him.
Stepping by the posts his eyes narrowed in on his wife, she was bent over her hair hanging in a curtain around her face, her arms wrapped around her belly. He knelt down next to her, and wrapped an arm around her "Sakura its time to go home."
Her eyes were emotionless, her voice soft "This isn't home anymore; everyone I care about is gone. I'm stuck here, with you, with these children." He watched as her fists clenched and noticed that the bottom her kimono was wet, her water had broken. She had finally broken.
Taking her chin in-between his thumb and forefinger he activated his Sharringan and stared into her eyes. "I'm going to take away your pain my sweet Sakura. I took you captive, we fell in love, we got married and now you're going to be a mother, we're going to be parents. We fight but its household arguments, normal tiny things, your friends that have gone rogue will stay that way unless they challenge me in which case I will kill them. Once our children are old enough you will go back to the hospital, you will run it and be bossy just as I am told you used to be. Most of all you will continue to mourn your friends, you will visit this stone everyday you can, unless it rains, then we'll argue about you coming here." His hand went to her stomach and he felt a kick "Most of all you are going to love any and all children we have. We will care for them and love them and raise them to be fine Shinobi." His allowed his eyes to fade from crimson as Sakura's came back to life, her implanted memories as he had guided her, twisting her reality as he had gone. From here on out she would love him, be a mother and a kunoichi, she would be the feisty woman he had saw on that battle field and she would be a mother she wouldn't resent their children.
Her warm hand took a hold of his and she squeezed as her eyes closed. "Figures they would come when we're in the middle of a fight."
Madara smiled the memories had taken place. "We're not, you had every right to come here, and your due date wasn't for another week."
Sakura grimaced "Twins come early, I'm a medic and I knew that."
"Say goodbye to your friends my dear, it will be a while before you see them again."
Sakura ran her fingers over Naruto's name "I'll bring the boys by as soon as I can." As she stood another contraction hit and she took Madara's hand and squeezed. He just picked her up. Putting her arms around his neck she burrowed her face in his shoulder and whispered "I love you." Madara smiled, he had his wife.
AN: So this chapter is slightly darker, but I think it's the only way this couple would truly happen. It also happens to be the longest chapter to date. It had a lot of detail to go through and this is me holding back. I came up with an entire multi chapter story for this and then I shook my head. So who would y'all like next, I've had requests for Minato, Kakashi and Kankuro. I've also had a few ideas for Kabuto. But if you want something more playful I'd go with one of the first three.