Chapter 25: Words

Rosalie got out of the car and ran into the hospital, not waiting for Shisui, who tried to catch up to her. She and Shisui got signed in and went to Anselmo's room. Rosalie was filled with excitement, joy and relief as she got in the front door. She looked at Shisui and he nodded as if he understood. "Thank you Shisui, could you please tell the others?"

Shisui smiled. "No problem. I know they will be happy with the news. I will be back later to check on you and your grandfather. Call me is something happens." He then walked away.

Rosalie slowly opened the door and walked inside the hospital room. Inside, she saw her grandfather, laying on the bed, sleeping. There was a nurse next to him, checking the machines. She looked at Rosalie, smiling. "Hello, you must be Rosalie."

"Yes I am."

"That is what your grandfather said, though a faint whisper."

"Did my grandfather say anything else?"

The nurse shook her head. "He only said your name, that is all, I'm afraid."

Rosalie smiled as she sat next to her sleeping grandfather. "Thank you, miss."

The nurse nodded as went out the room. Rosalie and her grandfather were alone. She did not want to wake her grandfather from his sleep, but she missed his voice too much. She just to see his eyes, to hear his voice. The young woman, shook her grandfather gently. "Abuelito, please wake up."

Slowly, Anselmo began to wake up. He slowly blinked his eyes and his eyes looked everywhere and then stopped when he saw his granddaughter.

"Rosalie..." he said very weakly.

Rosalie sat closer to him, tears formed and she began to cry. "Abuelito, I am so happy that you are okay!" You had me and the others worried about you!" She kissed her grandfather's hands repeatedly and then stopped. "You not only had a heart attack, but you also had a stroke. The doctor's said that you were very lucky to have survived!"

Anselmo could not fully squeeze his granddaughter's hands, he felt to weak. He tried to speak, but gibberish came out. "Gaaahhhuu mmee..."

The young woman sat on the bed and gently touched her grandfather's hair. "The doctor also said that the stroke did damage to your speech abuelito, but don't worry! With therapy, you will get better and then everything will be back to the way it was!"

Anselmo eyed his granddaughter, he felt tears forming in his eyes, he wanted to tell Rosalie what really happened, but he could not, he struggled to speak. He also wanted to tell his granddaughter of the danger she is in.

"Maaaaddrra..."

"Abuelito, you should not speak too much. I want you to rest. Anyway, the Uchiha Clan are so kind enough that they are paying the bill. I insisted that they should not, but they were very insistent themselves. We are blessed abuelito. I will be here all the way, but promise me that you will rest."

Anselmo felt his entire body being weak and knew that he did not have the strength, not to even speak. Yes, he decided that it would be best to rest, so he could tell his granddaughter the truth.

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Mikoto was outside her home, tending to her gardens, Fugaku was out in a meeting. As she was planting, she heard a knock on a window behind her. When she looked, she was surprised. "Brother? What a surprise." She stood.

Madara nodded. "I know I don't visit often and you know why, I assume."

Mikoto sighed as she took off her gloves. "You and my husband don't get along. I know brother, but we are all family, We all need to try to get along." She then motioned her brother to sit on a chair. "Anything to drink?"

He shook his head. "I won't be here long. I came to speak with you."

Mikoto sat on the opposite side from her brother. "What is it?"

"I got word from the Uzumaki Clan and they wish to speed up the marriage between Sasuke and Karin."

"Brother, I feel that the marriage will not work between them and deep down you know that! Karin is just infatuated with Sasuke and as for my son, he did not think when he accepted to be engaged with that woman!"

"He accepted the proposal and there is no turning back. Do you know the humiliation that he will go through if he turns back on the engagement? Do you know how long the Uchiha Clan has waited to create and alliance with the Uzumakis?"

Mikoto sighed. "My son is still young and you know who he really loves. He just wants the approval of his father and you. The marriage will not work and last. Eventually, the alliance will not work, either way. Yet, Sasuke s friends with Naruto, who is part of the Uzumakis."

"That is not enough, Mikoto. He has to think good for the clan, something that Itachi and Shisui do not."

"What are you trying to say, brother? I know that Itachi and Shisui have done so much for this family!"

Madara folded his arms. "They go against me, they refused my orders for them to marry a girl of my choice to benefit the clan. They..." He was interrupted.

"They are men, Madara. Grown men, they have a voice." She shook her head. "The problem is that you don't like when you are disobeyed. You don't like it when others have a voice."

Madara glared at his younger sister.

"Brother, you have taken care of me, ever since our family has died and I will always be thankful, but I worry about you." Mikoto stopped for a couple of seconds, debating whether or not to tell her brother what she wanted to say. "I especially worry about your...interest with Rosalie." She then felt a chill coming from her brother and Mikoto knew that she angered him.

"My life is no concern of yours."

"As my children's' life is not your concern either and even Rosalie's, but you insist to get involved."

"Since Itachi is my heir, I will get involved whenever I like, I am the clan head. Since Sasuke wants recognition, my recognition, I will get involved."

"Why are you this way, brother? Ever since our brothers died, you changed. Now that you have met with Rosalie, you have become...worse."

Madara bit his cheek as he has become annoyed.

"Brother, please that girl alone, she is still young. She has no interest in you and never will. I know."

"Like I have told you before, my life is no concern. I am clan head and you will not meddle in my affairs." He stood, but Mikoto also stood and got in front of him.

"Why do you want her so much!? Do you see this as a game!? Rosalie is a human being who is trying to live her life the best she can and does not want anything from you! There are other women in the world Madara, that would love to be by your side."

Madara's dark eyes, glared at his sister. He was about to say something, but a buzz from Mikoto's pocket was heard. She got out her cellphone and answered it. Madara was about to leave, but when he heard his sister say Rosalie's name, he stilled. He noticed his sister's expression and she was filled with excitement.

"Okay Shisui, thank you for telling me. I will go there!" she hung up.

"What is with such excitement?"

"You don't know, but Rosalie's grandfather is in the hospital. He had a stroke and heart attack and he finally woke up."

When Madara heard that, he felt his entire being freeze. "That old man is awake!?" he asked himself. "I see, how is the old man?"

"According to Shisui, Rosalie's grandfather is still weak and needs plenty of rest, but he will eventually leave the hospital. Anyway, I need to call Fugaku with the great news. He and I will go visit him and Rosalie."

"Hn. I will take my leave." Madara walked out of the gardens, away from the house and then to his car in the street. As he got in his car, he took out his phone and dialed a number. After a couple of seconds of silence, someone answered. "I hear the old man is awake. You know what to do." He hung up the phone, turned on the car and drove off. He opened the windows of his car and let the air touch his face.

He smirked. "He will no longer get in the way..."

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Sorry for the short chapter, I am exhausted from studying and taking an exam yesterday! Please review! Happy reading!