Summary: Indra didn't really want to be there, but he knew one thing for sure. They never should have invited him or his younger brother.

Disclaimer: Alice once said to me, "Have you heard of this book series called 'Naruto'?" and I replied to her, "My dear Alice, I have, but I do not own it."

AU! Modern AU!

Indra merely glared at the man sitting in front of him. Madara glared back. It was a silent glaring contest for more than a few minutes before Indra said, "I'm only here because my younger brother is here."

To which Madara replied, "And I'm only putting up with you because Tobirama threatened to leave me at the altar."

"How sad," Indra drawled, smirking. Madara just shot another glare at him, saying, "Shut up."

Silence fell over the two once again.

If he were being honest with himself, Indra didn't want to be here and he knew damn well that Madara didn't want him here. Weddings were not to his taste, not really, and he didn't really want to be there because he spent a good deal of his life wanting to beat Madara within an inch of his life because the man has caused him enough anger and frustration to last him a lifetime. Plus, they were always arguing. Not the little debates that go on between Madara and Tobirama, oh no, but actual arguments.

One time those arguments had actually risen to a fight that result in an attempted strangulation and a broken collar bone. If Indra recalled correctly, it took Ashura weeks to convince the Uchiha family, and their own, to not get a restraining or press charges.

(The younger Ōtsutsuki was always trying to keep the peace between their two families).

"Good times" is what Hanabusa Tsukanomafuyuyuki calls those.

"I'm going to go and see where Tobirama is," Madara muttered, standing up, but Indra had a feeling that the Uchiha might actually be going to find sake. Lots and lots of sake.

When he caught sight of his brother, Indra reached out and pulled Ashura down next to him, startling the younger man. Ashura let a squeak and cheeks turned bright pink.

"Enjoying yourself?" the older man purred, placing a hand on the other's hip and rubbing slowly. The younger nodded, cheeks still burning. "

Good," Indra hummed. Then he caught sight of the big blue bow in his brother's hair. "Did Kazue do that?"

"Yes," Ashura sighed. "Yes she did and let's be grateful that she didn't shove me into a frilly dress. No need to scar the children." He jerked his head over to the small group of children who were playing together.

"Where's Kazue now?" Indra asked. He wasn't curious, no. He just wanted to know where she was because he's long since lost track of her and if Kazue is left to her own devices...well, nothing good ever happens.

"Last I saw her, she had a bunch of bows in her hands, cackling like an insane woman, and was searching for Madara and Tobirama," Ashura answered.

"I should probably go warn those two, but..." Indra shrugged. "It's not my concern and it's not yours either."

"So we're leaving them to Kazue's maybe insanity?" Ashura raised an eyebrow at his older brother.

"They never should have invited us," was all Indra said, "because they knew that we would bring her with us."

He conveniently chose not to add, "And because Madara pisses me off."

A/N: I've started shipping MadaTobi. Hehehe! So for this one, Indra and Ashura took backseat because their relationship wasn't the focus for this one. But next chapter will definitely have them in the front seat. Yeah. I know. It's a little bit longer than a drabble should be.

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