Hello readers! Chapter 14 is up! Our lovely kitsune gets to know Hashirama in this chapter, with a few screams and bites. Please review, because I live on that stuff. Enjoy!

Madara laid in her bed, wondering why Hashirama took this long to get her a glass of water. Her directions weren't that hard to understand, were they? Hashirama wasn't stupid, she was sure. Naïve at times, yes. Stupid? No. Her thoughts wandered to the gentle rocking she had felt when she was only half-conscious. That was probably Hashirama carrying her through the mansion. She couldn't help but blush at the mental picture.

"Yeow! Stop biting me! I didn't offend you, did I?!" Hashirama's voice cried out from the hall.

Bite?

A minute later, Hashirama came in through the door, a glass in his hand and a jug in the other. A fox bit at his heels fiercely, making him yell in terror.

"Madara! Why is there a fox in the library?!"

"Kurama, stop that." Madara ordered. The fox immediately left Hashirama alone, leaping onto the bed and curling around his owner. "He's my pet."

"You have a fox as a pet?"

"It's a present from my parents for my ninth birthday. His name is Kurama." Madara replied as she stroked the kitsune's fur. Hashirama marveled at the picture of the beauty stroking her pet. He so wanted to be the fox. "Can I have the glass please?"

"Oh, oh, of course." Hashirama poured some water into the glass and handed the glass over. Madara wrapped her hand around the glass, her fingers lightly brushing his. They both colored slightly at the contact, avoiding each other's gazes.

"Th…Thanks." Madara murmured, sipping the water with her head low. Hashirama tried his best to calm his blush down.

"No problem."

Izuna waited anxiously at her sister's classroom, wondering why her sister was taking so long to come out. School ended ten minutes ago, and usually her sister took less than five minutes. Tobirama stood beside her, probably waiting for his brother.

"If you are looking for Madara, she has gone home." The teacher with a needle in his mouth pointed out kindly. Izuna blinked, surprised. Her sister went home? Why didn't she call her or anything? "So did Hashirama. They went home together."

"What?" Tobirama exclaimed. "My brother…went home with Madara senpai?" Izuna stared at him. He stared back.

"Yes, that seems to be the case."

"Separately or to the same house?"

"Same house, I remember. They had to make a few arrangements for it." Izuna and Tobirama could hardly believe it. Their older siblings went home, TOGETHER? Tey stood there, both too stunned to move. Slowly, Tobirama stirred himself back to his senses and broke the silence.

"So, should I go back to your house to get my brother or…?"

"Fine with me if you want to." Izuna muttered as she whipped out her phone. "Let me call my sister first."

"Hello? Izuna?"

"Neesan, will you kindly explain to me why that Senju is in the house with you?" Izuna asked curiously. "Since when are you that close to him?"

"Why do you know that?!"

"The teacher told me that."

"Fine. I had a fever and he insisted on accompanying me."

"Can I bring Tobirama over?"

"Do what you wish. Father won't be home for another few days, that's all that matters."

"Okay. See you later, Neesan."

"Bye Izuna." Izuna ended the phone call with a small tap. She poked Tobirama, who had spaced out.

"Come then. My chauffeur is here."

"You'll let me ride in your car?"

"How else are you going to get to my house? You don't even know where my house is."

"Good point." Tobirama muttered as he followed her to her car, where a man was holding the car door open with a gloved hand, just waiting for his master to get in.

In a matter of minutes, Izuna and Tobirama arrived in front of the Uchiha mansion. Izuna unlocked a door and walked in, with Tobirama following close behind. Izuna could sense Tobirama looking around the place, taking in his surroundings.

"Not surprising, considering how ancient how our house looks." Izuna thought bitterly. "Now Tobirama is going to think my family is a bunch of freaks, living in a Victorian home!"

"Your house is beautiful, Izuna." Tobirama said quietly. Izuna stared at him in surprise.

"You don't think it's old-fashioned?"

"Classical things never go out of fashion." Tobirama smiled slightly. "The people in it aren't old-fashioned. That's what counts, isn't it?"

"Why am I feeling flattered to hear that?" Izuna thought with a pink blush. Tobirama just watched her, wondering how the plump, tender-looking lips would taste. Great, now HE was blushing.

"What do you think Izuna?"

"Half yes, half no." Izuna replied. "My father is old-fashioned and serious."

"Really? So is my dad. I never get how my brother turned out to be so amiable."

"Usually it's my sister who has problems with him. To my father, she is the most contentious, ungrateful daughter he ever had. Now he is not allowing my sister to date people."

"Seriously? That isn't great for parent-child relationships." Tobirama said as he mounted the stairs. Izuna walked in front of him, digesting his words. Suddenly, her body lurched forward, making her gasp. She had missed a step.

"Careful!" Tobirama's voice exploded beside her, and an arm wrapped itself around her waist, preventing her fall. Izuna glanced up at him, her breath still unsteady due to the shock. Tobirama's eyes were locked on hers, the worry evident in his eyes. "Are you alright?"

"I…I'm… fine…" Izuna stammered. The way Tobirama's arm wrapped around her made it difficult to think straight, and his scrutinizing gaze just made it worse. Kami, she was probably blushing like an apple right now.

"Good." Tobirama sighed in relief. For some reason, he seemed to forget he was still hugging Izuna close to him.

"Actually, his arm feels nice around me." Izuna thought. "but he will probably let go the second he realizes what he's doing."

Actually, Tobirama was aware that he was hugging Izuna. He had never touched the Uchiha before (okay, minus the time when he had to drag her to class ultra-fast), and he liked it. A lot. Izuna's waist was slender yet soft, and his arm fitted around it like lock-and-key. He knew Izuna's father would never let him, a Senju, date his daughter, but he couldn't help but like her more and more. He always told himself Izuna would be a rival sooner or later, but Kami just loved to play with his heart.

"Um, Tobirama? I think we should go find your brother." Izuna squeaked. Before things got awkward, she wriggled out of his arm, acting like nothing just happened, as if she hadn't just spent three minutes in the arm of her crush. Turning around, she rushed up the stairs and took a quick turn to the left. She ran down the corridor, and threw open the door leading to her sister's bedroom.

"Neesan!"

"Oh! Hello, Izuna chan." Hashirama greeted her with a smile. Her sister smirked at her from the bed.

"Onii-sama, aren't you supposed to be back home already?" Tobirama demanded. Hashirama laughed guiltily at his brother, scratching his head.

"Sorry, but I couldn't just leave Madara here, alone."

"You didn't do anything naughty did you, Neesan?" Izuna teased. Madara's cheeks turned bright red at the question, while Hashirama also blushed.

"N…No! What makes you think that?"

"Stuttering actually makes her look more suspicious." Tobirama commented quietly beside Izuna's ear. Now it was Izuna's turn to resemble a cooked lobster.

"Why did he have to speak beside my ear, why why why why….?" Izuna shivered slightly, the ghost of Tobirama's breath still lingering on her earlobe.

"Anyway, we should be heading back home now, shouldn't we?" Hashirama said suddenly, anxious to change the subject. "Since Izuna is home now."

"Oh, of course." Tobirama replied, deciding to save his brother from embarrassment. "See you tomorrow, Izuna."

"Bye."

"Bye Madara!"

"Just go home already, Senju!"

The cold quickly wore off, for Uchihas never really stayed weak for long, but it was memorable, indeed.