Evening readers, so good of you to come! Welcome to chapter 50. Please remember to review on your way out and tip your driver, Chance. That last part was an Unskippable Reference. Silly me. So yes. 50. :)

Chapter title: Mother Superior by Coheed & Cambra

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Chapter Fifty

Here, Sleep, At The Bottom Of Hell

"The Kyuubi?" Yukiko stuttered, taking a step back from the large demon fox. His lips curled to reveal large razor sharp canines.

"Your white haired female is right to show fear, you arrogant Uchiha!" he roared. "You stand there with that smirk on your lips as though you..."

"Shut up." Madara said bluntly. "You can snarl and growl all you want, Kyuubi, but my eyes don't lie. You're a pup," this seemed to anger the fox who raised a front paw, attempting to bring it down but not onto Madara...Onto Yukiko who dove out of the way.

"Ice Style: Raging Barricade!" she was quick enough to protect herself. "Madara-sama!" she yelled angrily before her eyes turned to the fox. "I've never..."

"Behold the Kyuubi, Yukiko, he's a demon fox made of pure evil chakra who resides here apparently, he has a nasty bark but I assure you with me around he has no bite," Madara explained rather coldly before laughing. "After all, I am Madara Uchiha...The Madara Uchiha who was first amongst his clan to achieve Mangekyou Sharingan. I'm warning you, attack her again and I won't be so calm," Yukiko pulled herself to her feet.

"Madara-sama, we should head back to the village. Hashirama-kun has dealt with a creature like this before...A demon cat," Yukiko was unsure whether this annoyed Madara or not but the next thing she knew the Kyuubi roared, a thunderous deep and terrifying roar that made even her crouch down and cover her ears. And then all of a sudden...The roar was silenced and the fox simply turned and walked back into the cave.

"Wh-what happened?" she asked nervously, Madara standing in front of her and holding his hand out to her. "Did you do that?" she took his hand and he pulled her up in one fluid motion.

"I was testing a theory while I could. That may come in handy later. Follow me,"

"How did we not realise he was here? He's so close to the village he could...He could strike at any time and all we built would be ruined!"

"Yukiko. Enough. Bijuu are large enough that they can sleep for quite a while, the reason we didn't realise before was because his chakra was suppressed by a slumber and that's also why we only heard him when he woke up. And also, Hashirama doesn't control bijuu, he contains them. To truly control the Kyuubi, well right now only I can. He won't attack the village, he'll wait," Madara quickly explained before glaring at her. "Anything else you want to ask?"

"How do you know all of this?" he rolled his eyes and carried on walking.


Hashirama sighed, it wasn't like Madara not to show up for a meeting. Yes, Madara was aloof at the best of times but he wasn't negligent of his own duties. He crept into the Uchiha's house with great caution. Oh how he prayed Madara wasn't in. It would avoid a fight at least.

Minoru appeared from the kitchen with a pork bun.

"Oh! Hashirama-san! Erm, they aren't here...They disappeared last night, so I don't know where they are. They had a little spat last night so maybe they've...erm...gone to celebrate their engagement," Minoru gave him a knowing wink.

"If they aren't here, Minoru-kun, why are you? And you stole that, didn't you?" Hashirama pointed to the bun.

"Oh...Well...You see whenever Madara isn't here, I am. It's just...They have nicer food and Yukiko doesn't usually mind in fact, she quite likes me being around," Minoru nervously explained. "I mean, we're..."

"Cousins, she's rather disdainfully informed me of that. I was just worried when Madara-kun didn't show up for a meeting today, that's all,"

"So...Your solution was to break into their house? That may be counted as stalking," the healer quite rightfully pointed out.

"I'll make a deal, I won't tell them you were here if you don't tell them I was here," Hashirama held out his hand, Minoru seemed hesitant and before laughing.

"But...If you weren't here, who'd tell them I was here?"

"Exactly."


Yukiko and Madara had been walking all night and at last they reached their destination.

The Uchiha Stronghold was as proud and strong as she'd remembered, the pair making their way through the imperial gates. When she looked up at it as the sun began to slowly rise behind it, she missed living there. In that secure place, like being wrapped in a thick duvet on a cold night...

"Keep walking!" Madara barked ahead of her.

"Sorry, I got distracted," she jogged to keep up with him. "Why're we here, Madara-sama?" he didn't bother to answer her instead she was left following him down to the basement of the Stronghold, an area she'd never been to. "It's so cold down here," he knelt down at the far end of the room. "And my land was covered in snow,"

"Here," he lit a torch and handed it to her, she bent down to give him more light. "Thank you." He muttered seeming incredibly solemn. He found a small hole in the stone and lifted up the slab. "Follow me,"

"Down there?" she asked, rather pointlessly as the annoyed look he gave her suggested. It was the first time she'd seen his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan since that night in the rain though. "Your eyes..."

"I'll explain soon,"

They walked down a winding stone corridor in a heavy silence. It was getting colder still although the heat from the flickering flame offered occasional warmth. She couldn't help but wonder what on earth could be down beneath the Stronghold.

And then they reached a room.

"This will be moved soon to Naka Shrine," Madara said, breaking the silence. "It's the treasure of the Uchiha and if you tell anyone..."

"I won't. What does it say?" she moved to his side, seeing a stone tablet. "I can't read it,"

"Just the story of the Sage of Six Paths, I've not read it fully yet. I can't yet," Madara admitted with a rather dry tone. "I need the Rinnegan and then I'll be able to decipher it fully. It takes the Sharingan to read part of it and then having the Mangekyou Sharingan to read more and to completely read it takes the Rinnegan,"

"This is usually the part where I tell you that's a children's story but...Let's say I've learnt better." he took the torch from her, slotting in place next to the tablet. "So why are we here?"

"Because..." he sat down, gesturing her to do the same which she swiftly obeyed. "We need to talk, I didn't want to until we were out of the village however you decided to lose your mind,"

"I did not lose my mind!" she immediately snapped. "I am not losing my mind and I will not lose my mind. I am a perfectly sane..."

"Yuki! Enough. Can you please just shut up for a change?" she nervously nodded. "Now, anything I say in this room does not leave this room. This is a sacred room where only Uchiha are allowed. You're going to be my wife, albeit because of my own selfish intentions, so I needed to show you this. I realise you spend all your time working and all you do for the Uchiha and if it were..." he seemed tense and refused to look at her. "I realise that marriage is something most leaders consider and consider doing to make themselves appear more suited for the position and while that's the main reason I'm doing this it by no means I will hand over my pride to you and become some sort of fool. I'm not Hashirama,"

"Madara-sama..."

"That needs to stop as well." he touched her hand. "It's just Madara. Although your cousin needs to realise I know what he says behind my back,"

"Madara, you know the bravest thing a man can do is be honest to the woman he loves,"

"Your father was a damn idiot and, by the sounds of it, a love sick puppy," he scoffed, having heard enough of her 'wisdoms' to realise they all stemmed from her father. "Damn idiot both you and him, I'm not..."

Yukiko leaned forward and gently kissed him. "Madara, listen to me. You're doing this wrong, for you I mean. Talk to me like this," she moved onto his lap, kissing him with more urgency. "And keep calling me Yuki," she laughed as she pulled away slightly to breathe.

"I bring you to the sacred treasure of the Uchiha and you want to have sex. You are going to make a wonderful wife, Yuki," he purred, his back hitting the cold stone floor. He would have complained but she'd never kissed him so fiercely before. She needed him, clawing at his hair, feeling as though her heart would burst.

"Madara, is that a problem?"

"My dear, the only problem is that you are wearing far too many clothes and so am I," he pulled out a kunai and shredded through her shirt and then, in what seemed like a flash they were naked and pressed together, his arms wrapped around her tightly, she sat up, her hands etching out the familiar contours of his broad chest.

"You are far too handsome for your own good, no woman could ever resist your charm," she told him lustfully with a smile. "I was doomed to fall in love with you from the start,"

"Doomed?" he laughed, stroking her cheek. "Yes you were. You seem confused," he purred. "I thought you wanted..." Yukiko sat up, slowing raising herself over his patiently waiting member and then slowly, oh painfully so, sheathed him completely. His breathing became ragged for a moment, his hands moving up her thighs.

Yukiko seemed stunned for a few fleeting seconds before slowly beginning to move her hips, Madara easing her by pulling her down into a more comforting kiss. She was out of her element, yes but by no means out of his. This was another far more intimate encounter however for the first time it wasn't in the haze of alcohol. It was an intoxication of a more noble kind. Yukiko's gentle moans echoing in the fire lit chamber, her body trembling from both pleasure and the cold.

He let her have complete control as well, allowing her to set their tempo which was as gentle but fast as she could cope with. Her body pressed against him even more desperately, she clung to him for heat. "Madara," she whispered in a weak and shaky voice. He laughed so softly as he rolled, laying her gently on her back.

"Let me handle this," he told her, having assumed his position once more and yet he chose to continue to be...well less rough than usual was all he could manage. He needed to hear those loud moans and whimpers of hers which he was quickly rewarded with. As far as that went, Yukiko never disappointed him.

He savoured her arching, trembling form as he took her to a high that belonged solely to each other, even finding himself to be more vocal than usual. And then her body completely tensed, her breathing hitched as she was trapped on the verge of release. She pulled at him, feeling the whole world stopping. She let out a tiny gasp of his name and then finally...both achieved a deeply savoured release.

"You...ruined my top," Yukiko sighed as he rolled off of her. "How am I going to get back to the village without a top?"

"Don't ruin it with your whining already," Madara allowed her to use his outstretched arm as a pillow. "I was actually intending to tell you something here but apparently you can't keep your hands off me," he joked. "If you put a sword to my throat...spent a while disarming me, sealed away my chakra and managed to restrain me with, it'd have to be chains...and asked me if I wanted to marry you, can you figure out what I'd say?"

"I presume you'd first congratulate me on being able to do all of that alone and ask me how exactly I was able to do this now and not at any time before. Then you'd ask me why I'm asking such a ridiculous question because of course you want to marry me, you're Madara Uchiha and you only do what you want to do," Yukiko answered with a laugh. "And then I'd thank you for being honest, Madara," she laughed slightly again this time at the use of his name so...intimately. "That may take some time to get used to,"

"And that has earned you the right to my shirt,"


Minoru felt a new feeling now as he laid in bed that night. He was deep in thought about where Yukiko and Madara had disappeared to. They were probably sorting everything out and wouldn't it be just peachy if they did?

She'd believe whole-heartedly in anything he told her. He'd whisper sweet nothings in her ear and she'd fall and it'd be 'Yes. Madara-sama. Of course, Madara-sama.'

Minoru sat up. His jaws clutched the bedsheets tightly. "Dammit, Yukiko!" he got up, throwing on his clothes and walking out into the night.

It was dark and as summer was fading, the air was quite crisp as well. He told himself he was just going for a walk but even he didn't believe that as his walk magically took him to Madara's house...and Yukiko's of course.

Strange how it already seemed as though everything she had was his. Wait, wasn't it? She'd told him she'd been kidnapped by the Uchiha and if that was true, she had no reason to lie, then everything was his. Even the damn clothes off her back were his! He was starting to see where Hisano was coming from. Maybe Yukiko being with Madara was a bad idea and he'd let it go on! He convinced himself their relationship was fine and yet just the night before she had been crying in his home.

Well...Not his home. Why hadn't he left yet? Unlike at the Stronghold there were no Uchiha physically keeping him at the village. But now...Oh now he wouldn't leave. He'd sort this out once and for all.

There was a light in the house as he crept in.

"Madara, when are we going to even get married? Please make it before the winter! I don't want to get married in damn snow," Yukiko complained, they were in the bedroom.

He guessed in their usual manner, Yukiko was sitting on the bed while Madara did some work at the desk.

"Your hatred of snow is amusing though. Besides what else would scream your purity than you in snow?" he teased. "We'd better get married soon anyway. The candidates are announced after the winter. We'll get married and show how stable we are together, that should be enough,"

"Madara." It was an unimpressed tone she was using now. "Our relationship has never been a stable one, how exactly are you going to pretend that it is?"

"It's only because you can be very difficult at times," there was a pause. "What?"

"I know I can be difficult and pushy, but you may want to take some of the blame as well. You're a very angry man,"

"Like hell I am!" he snapped before groaning. "That doesn't count,"

Minoru felt a pit in his stomach as he heard Yukiko burst out laughing. It was such a carefree laugh as well, one he rarely heard from his cousin.

"It doesn't count and you know you provoked me!" there was a light thump which caused Minoru to peek through a tiny sliver only to see Madara pinning Yukiko down and kissing her. "Now that was a nasty trick, Yuki," Minoru noticed the tiniest things, her gentle shifts beneath him, the way she looked so natural in just his shirt, that laugh again...And now his own. The low tone in her voice as she whispered to him.

"I'd never be able to trick you,"

He'd seen enough, Minoru skulked away from the house. He walked back to his own home sitting back down in his bedroom, he grabbed a scroll and brush and began to write.


For the first time since the founding, Yukiko was in a meeting with the other clan leaders. Madara had injured his hand training with Genshi and Hashirama and needed her to take notes. It was also the first meeting they'd attended with Tobirama present. They weren't going to even mention it though.

"Right, so we agree that Ichiraku Ramen will be allowed to set up shop?" Hibiki looked exhausted as he spoke. "Yes?" there was a murmur of agreement in the room. "Right, all that's left is our special little wedding," this seemed to brighten up Hibiki. "Got any news? It's so lovely to see you in here, Yuki-chan,"

"Oh yes! We have set a date, actually. We decided that October 10th would be a lovely date, weather would be more agreeable," Yukiko informed them all with a bright smile. "I'll try and come to more meetings if you wish, Hibiki-sama,"

"Ah, it's the talk of the village, we're all looking forward to it. Meeting adjourned," the clan leaders all began to making their way out when Hashirama caught up with Madara and Yukiko.

"You two seem to be making a lot of progress," Hashirama complimented with a gentle tone. "Mito was actually wondering if you two would like to come to ours for dinner tonight?"

Yukiko looked to Madara immediately as if to say the decision was his however they all knew that wasn't really the case.

"Fine, we'll come to yours in a few hours. We've got work to do first," Madara sighed, noticing Hibiki was watching them carefully. "If that's okay with you, Yuki?" he smirked at her.

"Huh?" She seemed to spot the Daimyo as well. "Oh that sounds great, Madara,"

"Well, I'll see you then," Hashirama made his way past them and headed out of the building.

Yukiko held onto Madara's arm as he wore a smug grin. "The things I do..." he began to say.

"It's worth it and Hashirama-kun isn't so bad. By the way, I'm worried about Minoru so I'm going to talk...Oh my god," her grip in his arm increased suddenly. "Look!"

"Look at..." he trailed off, spotting an apparently irate white haired woman heading for them, trailing behind her was Keiji Osaka and a few servants one of whom was holding a newborn child. "Ah, that may be a problem,"

"Yukiko Ginhana, get your hands off of that vile man right now!"

"A-Auntie Hisano!" Yukiko exclaimed, almost doing as she was told before remembering that she was, in fact, a 21 year old woman of her own free will. "What're you doing here?"

"Considering that it's your birthday next week, I'd say I'm here for that not to mention Minoru told me you're getting married and didn't even bother telling me!" Hisano raged. "And to marry him,"

"Excuse me, I'm right..."

"Madara!" Yukiko hissed quietly enough that only he heard her. "She's my angry aunt, yes but she's still a Daimyo's wife and may I remind you that Hibiki is over there,"

He took in a very deep breath to quell his anger "Allow me to apologise for my fiancée, she can be clueless as you know. Perhaps you'd like to come to Hashirama's house with us,"

"Actually I was going to go see him myself first. If you're going there later, I'll see you there. And Yukiko, we're going to have a very long talk," Hisano warned. "Also, I have a son but we'll talk about him later as well," and with that Hisano curtly turned and left with Keiji and the party following.

"Thank you, Madara, why did you tell her we were going to Hashirama-kun's?" Yukiko asked wearily. "I'd rather have not told her until after we were wed, it saves a lot of hassle,"

"Much like you'd rather not tell me your birthday is next week?" Madara quickly retorted. "What day?"

"Erm, to be honest, Madara, I sort of forgot," she nervously laughed it off. "I've been busy with all of this village business I didn't even remember it was my birthday. It's on Wednesday I'm sorry,"

"You...are a completely..." she slyly gestured Hibiki was still around, his voice quietened to an angry hiss. "Hopeless woman, do you realise that? It's a damn miracle you remember your own name,"

"As I was saying before my aunt...Appeared...I'm going to go and talk to Minoru, he's been acting strangely and I want to see if he's okay," Yukiko explained, letting go of his arm.

"Fine. Be at home in an hour. Oh and...Don't talk to any foxes," he had such a serious expression as he told her this it left her feeling strangely upset.

"Yes, Madara," it still felt strange on her tongue and she couldn't help but blush slightly again.


Minoru sat writing in his study, having just finished his talk with Hisano. He wondered if he'd done with wrong thing by practically snitching on Yukiko however when Hisano mentioned she was here because of Yukiko's birthday anyway he felt much more content. However he felt a pang of guilt when he heard a gentle knock at the door.

"Minoru?"

Yukiko. His head was immediately in his hands. "Come in,"

"As juvenile as this is about to sound...Did you tell on me? To my own aunt! When you know how I feel about her!" Yukiko came on strong when she was fiercely angry. He should have been able to tell that by her apparent courage that appeared strong enough for her to throw tea at Madara. "I was going to come here because I was worried about you acting strange since me and Madara got back and that was 2 weeks ago but now...Now I don't even know what to say to you, there's a line, Minoru, and going behind my back to tell my aunt things crosses that line!" she scolded rather viciously. So there was a leader deep down inside of her...

"You were worried about me?" was all he could manage to draw from her anger.

"Of course I was! You haven't been breaking into my house! Oh you know what, I thought I was going to be here a while but I don't even want to talk to you right now. Now I have to go have a very long talk with my aunt, you stupid Kiyomizu! If anything happens that potentially ruins what I've worked so hard for, I swear I'll never forgive you!" and with her piece said Yukiko stormed back out and Minoru almost felt like rushing to the nearest shrine and praying that nothing...NOTHING bad did actually happen.


Kagami! 10th October? Funny thing, it's sort of to do with just referencing the Kyuubi attack but also it's Kay-chan's birthday then. Oh I see. I'm glad Hisano is back, I quite like her. Me too! Angry aunt. I'm afraid this will have to be short. I've got to go back to cleaning. Hidan's staying at the hideout and...well. Hidan? Never mind, Kai, question!

Question: Hisano...Yes or no?

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