The Ice Sorceress – You know how Hashirama is, always wanting to achieve ultimate peace but Shisui knows that it won't work. It's alright, no worries, thank for reviewing now! ;D
SilverIcy – I figured it would be time to write the more serious chapters, can't wait for it though. :p As for the Jinchuuriki's, try to guess, I'm sure you'll be able to make one guess right. ;) Thank you for the review, I'm glad you liked it. :D
Sylencia – Alright then, it's decided, you can have Sarutobi Sasuke! I hope you'll be glad with your purchase, in case of defection, you would always swap it with another one. ;) So true, I'm starting to become good with writing smut, I think…? What do you think? Should I write it differently, or something? About the Jinchuuriki's, I'll see what I can do about it but I can tell you one thing, Madara won't be the Jinchuuriki from the Kyuubi. :p Let's see if you can predict it?
treavellergirl – Yeah, power is something to fear for, no matter how good someone can be. It's like an unhealthy addiction, you keep wanting more. I forgot about the chest bindings, next time I'll make sure to write it, thank for your advice! You should become my counselor, you're really good with giving helpful advice! :D
So here are the ages for the ones that are confused, for this chapter only:
Uchiha Madara/Senju Hashirama=30 years to 31 years old
Uchiha Izuna/Senju Tobirama/Uzumaki Mito/Sarutobi Sasuke=28 years to 29 years old
Uchiha Shisui=25 years to 26 years old
Senju-Uzumaki Akhiko=5 years to 6 years old
Dear intricatesimplicity92, I've put some Hashirama/Mito fluff in this chapter especially for you since you requested it. I hope you enjoy it! ;D
Era of the Warring States
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By Angelbloodlover
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~ You're the enemy. I don't want to sympathize with you. So... So don't... Don't cry like that in front of me! Damn it...
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Uzumaki Karin
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Chapter 28: Birth of an SS-rank Secret – Part I
Hashirama looked at his most trusted ninja's and friends, swallowing quietly, "I really did think that my plan would be better." Sighing softly, he continued, "But it seems that all of you are disagreeing with me." He looked outside the window, admiring Konoha's beautiful view, this was what he wanted to protect with his entire being. "I-I have agreed on this plan to keep it a secret from the entire Shinobi Nations." His face dropped and he had a hard time to imagine the aftereffects.
What would happen if something bad would come after them? What would happen if a spy from another village would get this sensitive information? So many things could go wrong but if his entire advisors find this second plan better than who was he to deny it? Hell, even the co-Hokage, his best friend, Uchiha Madara, found this much better than his original plan. "But we'll have to make sure for a hundred per cent that no superior of them would misuse these willing Jinchuuriki's." He stated seriously, narrowed eyes locking with his entire crew.
Firm nods were his reply.
Madara breathed out, clapping on his friend's shoulder, "You did the right thing, Hashirama."
The Senju clan head leaned his chin on his intertwined hands, "I hope so, my friend, I hope so…" Turning to look at the rest of the occupants, "I want an entire SS-rank file about this, ranging from the law to the volunteers. Tobirama? You stood for the law squad." He averted his attention on Shisui, "And you worked together with him to enforce the special seal on it."
"Alright, so Tobirama and I had discussed how we would write this in a scroll with the aid of a special Uzumaki seal. We made sure to mention the importance of this scroll, along on how to keep it a secret from the rest of Konoha." She took out the scroll from her pouch and read it out loud, "We, the Hokages, the clan heads and rest of the high-importance people from Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaves, will guarantee to all the willing Jinchuuriki's, the hosts from the Ichibi till the Kyuubi, that no mistreatment nor misuse or any ill happenings, ranging from innocent gossips to inhumane tortures would befall them. If any mistreatment, misuse or any ill happening would happen then we accept the fact that this scroll will take our life." Having finished, she looked at Tobirama, motioning for him to continue.
The youngest Senju brother crossed his arms, "With the help of Mito-onee-san we managed to create a seal where every clan head, Hokage and highest superior people from Konoha would be able to write their signature," When Shisui opened the scroll and placed it neatly on Hashirama's desk, the rest of the inhabitants came closer to check this rare seal, their curiosity piqued. The silver-headed Senju pointed to the titles, "This one will be taken by the Hokage's, this one for all the clan heads from Konoha, finally, the last one will for the head of the Hospital, the ANBU-Commander, the Jounin-Commander and so on." He slid his fingers over the Kanji of Uchiha, his lips twitching upwards, "Of course, a new signature would be needed when the previous one had died, the list keeps going on to ensure that everyone would keep firm to this law."
He slid his thumb open and wrote his name under the title of ANBU-Commander, 'Senju Tobirama'. The name glowed a bright, ominous red and after two seconds, the Kanji for 'Seal' was tattooed under his tongue. When he stuck his tongue back in, Shisui continued with the explanation, "To guarantee that no one would break the law, we placed another seal on top of it, you could call it a security seal." Biting on her thumb, she wrote her name under the title of the head of the Hospital, the same thing happened as with Tobirama, the kanji for 'Seal' appeared under her tongue.
"Now, whenever one would try to do any bad thing towards the Jinchuuriki's the seal would glow brightly and electrocute them. It has three stages: first is a high voltage of electricity running through your veins, it will only paralyze the victim; second is the tripling of the amount of electricity, which will cause a severe injury to the victim's body, crippling it and rendering the victim immovable; finally, the last stage will be a highly devastating amount of electricity, which would kill the victim on spot." Grinning at her big brother, she added one of her darker jokes, "I would gladly show an example of the three stages but as you can see it would be a very dumb choice to make, ne aniki?"
Madara smirked at her, chuckling, "I think your explanation left enough for our wild imagination."
The Hokage nodded, impressed at the technical working of the scroll, "I can see that the two of you, my wife included, put a lot of thought behind this seal. Good, the three of you did a very good job."
Tobirama and Shisui glanced at each other, smirking at the compliment. The Sharingan-user commented haughtily, "It was an honour working together with such an amazing man."
"The honour goes completely to me, lovely hime." The red-eyed Senju replied, mirth shimmering behind the curtain of red.
Hashirama, Madara and Izuna rolled their eyes at the couple's antics. Izuna face-palmed himself, his eye brows twitching, "Kami, I think I'm going to throw up."
"Such an ego suits you completely, Shisui. It goes as the saying; 'The apple doesn't fall from the tree…'" Hashirama glanced at Madara who narrowed his eyes at him, fists clenched as he spat out in anger, "What are you talking about, tree-hugger?"
Feigning innocence, he tilted his head to the side, "I have no clue what you're talking about."
Madara fingers twitched at his friend's antics, he placed his feet on his desk, leaning closer to Hashirama's head, "Don't play the aloof one."
Izuna sighed tiredly, clapping his hands loudly to get everyone's attention back, "Now, the law and seal are finished, they look perfectly qualified for this job. All we need is collecting a group of high-levelled ninja's to capture the Bijuu's one by one secretly and then find volunteers who are willing to seal a monster in themselves."
"That'll be the hardest job of them all; finding suitable, willing volunteers." Shisui mumbled, sitting on Madara's desk. "I have no problem offering myself, I would do anything for Konoha."
All eyes moved towards her, even Tobirama sucked in a deep breath, eyes hard as steel, "What?" Narrowing his eyes, he continued, "No, I'll be taking your place instead."
Madara folded his arms, his eyes moving to Izuna and then towards his little sister. No way would he let them shoulder that burden. As their big brother, he was obliged to shoulder their duties. "No, I'll be offering myself, that way Izuna and Shisui won't have to do it."
"Guys." Shisui spoke, annoyed that they overreact like this with only a suggestion, "Listen up," She looked at her brothers, her lover and her best friend, "With the aid of the Mangekyou Sharingan, I'll be able to suppress the beast. As Konoha's superiors and founders," She placed her hands on her chest, near her heart, "we are obliged to take that burden, we are Konoha's anchor, keeping the boat steady on the wild rivers." She embraced herself for the many outrageous comments and denials from her closest family but everyone was mulling over her words, their minds sinking deeper into these thoughts.
"Although I dislike it greatly and would rather deny it," Izuna rubbed his temples, sending Shisui and annoyed glare, "but Shisui is right. We are Konoha's founders, at first, we have to volunteer ourselves and then ask the rest of the ninja's." He pinched his nose, scowling at the thought that such a monster would reside inside of him, he was someone who cherished his privacy, not even Natsuki knew everything about him.
Hashirama took a deep breath, eying them seriously, "I don't see anything wrong with that line of thoughts, it's the most logical thing to do." Sighing in irritation, he continued, "Although one that I despise myself." He was being purely honest with himself and the rest of his most trusted advisors.
No one denied anything, no one spoke a word. What good could words do when there was no choice in this matter?
Tobirama glared piercingly at Shisui, his eyes telling him that he would discuss this later with her. She sighed tiredly, already dreading that moment. He could be so damn stubborn when it concerned her health, forcing her to eat healthier food, making sure that she wouldn't get sick or overdo her training. It was annoyingly cute but it was also nerve-wrecking at the same time.
"So it has come down to that choice?" Madara spoke softly, his voice breaking the suffocating silence that had ensued over the five of them. He chuckled quietly, shaking his head, "Then I have no problem with being the host of the Kyuubi."
Shisui giggled at her brother's antics, only he would choose the strongest of the nine, "Aniki! You're such a power-hungry man!"
"That's our aniki for sure." Izuna added, his lips twitching upwards as he looked at the superior posture of his brother.
Hashirama waved him off, his lips plastered in a smile, "Forget it, we all know how you are."
Immediately, Madara frowned unhappily, his eye brow twitching violently, "Please do explain, how would you define me, Hashirama?"
Said questioned person arched his elegant brow, looking at the long-haired, dark shinobi with half-lidded eyes, infuriating him even more as he raised his index finger, stating, "Power-hungry."
The Uchiha head clan's brows furrowed even more, his lips curling upwards in an ugly sneer, "I'm this close to shattering your measly brains."
The trio shook their head when Hashirama challenged Madara for a duel instead of succumbing into another one of his gloomy depression. Having enough of the scene, Tobirama stepped in, eyes narrowed threateningly at the childish duo, "Aniki, Madara, stop this needless fight, we are here to discuss the workings of an important secret, not starting a fight like little children."
The two looked over at the silver-headed man and harrumphed at him but when they noticed that they both did the same thing, they opted to glare at one and another.
Izuna and Shisui decided to intervene too, the stress of this discussion making them more prone to stress and fights. "Come on, let's all take a break from this. It seems we all need some fresh hair to cool off."
When those words were spoken, Izuna took Madara and Tobirama took Shisui, saluting his brother with his index and middle finger.
Hashirama looked around the empty room and groaned when he realized he was all alone. "Couldn't someone stay with him?" He pouted in annoyance and looked down to see the scroll still lying on the desk, "Hmm… maybe I should write my name on it since I don't have anything to do?" He nicked the tender flesh on his thumb and wrote his name neatly under the title of Hokage.
Smirking in triumph at that, "Ha! Top that, Madara! I'm the Hokage! And you're the co-Hokage." He chuckled loudly, resting his cheek on his palm, "To the outside world, you're my sidekick!" He snickered in amusement, imagining Madara as a little helpless puppy, trailing behind him. Leaning backwards on the chair, he clicked his tongue, "Unfortunately, reality sucks at times…"
The door creaked open and revealed his beautiful wife, none other than Uzumaki Mito, who was smiling softly at him, her cheeks flushed delicately. He stood up in one swift move, running towards her as he engulfed her in a tight hug, "At least you love me, Mito-chan."
"O-Of course I love you, Hashi-kun." The Uzumaki heir blushed brightly as Hashirama nuzzled his face in her neck, placing soft kisses on her throat. She gripped his broad shoulders tightly, trying to suppress her moan as the playful kisses turned more passionate. A surprised gasp escaped her rose lips when he nibbled and bit down on her soft skin, grazing it with his teeth as he drawled out blood. This was really unusual for him, normally he would only make love with her at night but now, it seemed he wanted her now.
The bulging under his pants thickened and grew even more, eliciting a mortified squeak from her. She already felt light-headed as Hashirama moved his skilled hands to her clothed breasts, cupping them hard. When he started to fondle them, Mito couldn't suppress the loud moan. Blushing in embarrassment and hoping that no one heard her, she bit on his clothed shoulder, tasting the perspiration that had started to soak his shoulder. She clawed her nails deeper through the clothing, feeling the tender skin of her beloved husband.
He wrapped her leg on his waist, grinding his groin against her inner thigh, getting even more aroused when she moaned in raw pleasure, her hands fumbling with the kimono clumsily. Smirking slyly at her, he purred alluringly in her ear, "My, my, Mito-chan, let me help you with that." He started undoing the obi slowly on, much to the Uzumaki's annoyance who kept thrusting her hips against his twitching manhood.
Hashirama chuckled at her impatience, pushing his body against her, which rendered her immobile. When her lips puckered out, he took the bait and bit on her under lip, licking it sensually and then shoved his tongue inside her warm cavern, trailing his tongue on her teeth as he finished opening his kimono, enjoying the way Mito trailed her nails on his chest, down to his abdomen and finally resting on the waistband of his pants, playing with it.
He picked her up roughly and walked hastily towards Madara's desk, which was always clean and perfect, that perfectionist. He placed his wife on top of it, his arousal throbbing even more at the thought that he would make love with her in his office, something that he wanted to try out. He pushed her adorable pink kimono up, revealing her baby smooth legs and then her blue, wet panties. Grinning deviously at her, he started rubbing his wife's clitoris, enjoying the way she squirmed and moaned his name passionately and a tickle bit in annoyance. When she started bucking her hips against his, he groaned at the lust-driven act, holding her down so he could at least finish the foreplay. He felt like playing with her, more like driving her insane.
In one smooth move, he pulled off her soaked panties, revealing a tuft of red hair that hid her sweet entrance. Touching her nether lips, he found it to be rather wet, his fingers already sticking with her delicious juices. He smirked crookedly at her, licking his fingers clean, which in return made Mito blush even more, wrapping her arms around his neck as he plunged two fingers in her opening, emitting a loud moan from her. At first he started in a slow pace but gradually on he increased it while rubbing her clitoris raw, enjoying the way he was making her wife scream and moan in ecstasy, her fingers drawing blood from his, now, bare shoulders.
When he felt her shudder and writhe in unadulterated bliss, he locked his lips with her, taking his fingers out as he pushed his pants out, along with his boxer short.
"H-H-Hashirama-kun, p-please…" She breathed out deeply, sweat pouring down his face as she looked at him with lust-filled eyes, love and passion whirling inside them. He didn't hesitate another second, his member throbbing and aching painfully, begging him to thrust it inside of her. He placed the tip of his cock against her opening, mixing his colourless fluid with hers and then with one swift move, he thrust his member deep inside of her until the tip of his cock kissed her womb, emitting another loud scream from her. He kept at this slow pace, bucking his hips and then pulled it out slowly, only to repeat the same process again.
He wasn't someone who saw sex purely as a human instinct, he saw it more than that. It symbolized the relationship between a man and woman, in a special way, it connected them together. As if to prove his inner thoughts, he locked his fingers with her, once again kissing her swollen and bruised lips, her loud panting reaching his sensitive ears. Moving his lips lower, he stopped at her throat, sucking and nibbling on her baby skin, something that she really loved from him.
Their intertwined hands loosened and she moved her fingers to his soft, smooth brown hair, grabbing it as if her life depended. "H-Hashirama-kun…I-I…" She couldn't even finish her sentence as he took his cue to increase his pace. Her eyes lolled backwards and she dropped her head on the desk, his name coming out louder and louder as her fingers dug even more deeper, blood pouring out. She wrapped her legs around his muscled ass, wanting to feel even more of him.
He grunted and groaned lowly, gripping her hips tight as he buried his thick member inside of her, in, out, in, out, until he finished it with one deep and hard thrust, releasing his hot semen inside of her. She screamed in blinding ecstasy, another orgasms making her tremble wildly as their juices mixed together, coating her inside completely. When he pulled his member out, he saw it trickle down on the carpet, on the red carpet, more specifically Madara's red carpet.
"Oh shit." He cursed loudly.
His wife looked up at him, her eyes still clouded in pure bliss, "Huh?"
"Madara is going to kill me." He groaned in annoyance, leaning his forehead against his wife as he tried to steady his breathing.
Black locked with red.
The tension was tangible in the air, you could cut it with a kunai.
Teeth grinded together and hands were clenched into fists.
"Come on, Tobi-kun, it's not such a bad deal." Shisui tried to reassure her boyfriend who was still watching her with narrowed, piercing red eyes, his arms folded as he leaned against the wall of his giant bedroom. She sighed softly, dropping herself on the bed as she looked at the ceiling. "I'm not going to let anyone take my place, not you, not aniki, not even Hashirama-kun. No one. I'm also one of Konoha's founders, and as a founder I have a duty towards Konoha, one that no one could rip it from me." She clenched her fists, wondering why they made everything so difficult.
She heard a soft sigh and then Tobirama's bed creaked softly as his weight was placed on the bed. Shisui rolled towards him, wrapping her arms around him, "You do know how big my love for Konoha is. I would do anything for my home village, even at the cost of my life. I'm sure you're thinking along the same line?" When she looked up at him, his eyes were troubled. Gently squeezing him, she smiled softly at him, placing a kiss on his clothed stomach.
He stroked her hair, taking off the tie that kept her hair in a high ponytail, he loved her black hair, and surprisingly, it also smelled like peaches. He wondered what his girlfriend's obsession with peaches was?
"I understand your devotion but as your boyfriend I have to take care of you. What kind of man lets his woman take part of a burden when he could help it?" He leaned closer, placing a loving kiss on the tip of her crown, "I just want the best for you, Shisui."
She nodded in understanding, standing up and then embracing him, inhaling his manly cinnamon scent. "I know, my love, I know." Stroking his hair, she hummed quietly, enjoying this peaceful moment with him. It was something simple, yet, the best feeling from the entire world. When she leaned backwards, she looked at him with softened eyes, "I love you, Tobirama-kun."
He looked deep within her black, never-ending orbs and then he leaned towards her puckered lips, cupping her cheeks gently as he kissed her tenderly. He was pouring the entirety of his feelings in the kiss, letting her know that she meant everything for him. When he stopped the kiss, he rested his forehead on hers, his lips twitching upwards, "I'll have to respect your choices." Chuckling softly, he continued, "You're too damn stubborn at times."
She giggled, placing a quick kiss on his lips, "You know me."
Another crooked smirk was plastered on his face, and before Shisui knew it, she was pinned on the bed, Tobirama looking down at her with a playful smirk, his eyes shimmering beautifully. She had a feeling he would get his revenge by teasing the hell out of her. "T-Tobi-kun, d-don't, Shisui i-is a g-good g-gir- Noo!"
But he didn't listen and continued, ignoring her weak pleas as he tickled her merciless.
"Alright, so we'll be going in groups of two. Team A will consist of Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Izuna and Sarutobi Sasuke." Tobirama glanced at his girlfriend, sighing in annoyance when she was still being stubborn about it, "Team B will consist of Uchiha Madara, Senju Tobirama and Uchiha Shisui." He rolled the scroll up and handed it to his brother, continuing with his explanation as he looked at them, "Now, since we have two Hokages it won't be such a hassle for one of them to leave the village for political reason but for this, we'll have to be quiet about it."
Madara smirked smugly, "Who said you can't be in two places at the same time?"
The rest chuckled in amusement, choruses of 'Hai!' resonating throughout the room.
