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Madara's POV - Six Months Prior
Warning explicit sexual content in this scene!
I was dreaming, I knew I was dreaming but it was one that I did not want to wake up from. It was the dead of the night, this was my time with my Hashirama. It was the time when Tobirama would slink away into his hole to try out his new jutsu. During the day, he liked to harangue my Hashirama about paperwork, paperwork and more paperwork. I did not think that Tobirama would spy on us tonight, I heard whiffs off him and Hashirama getting into an argument. It's probably why his chakra rippled the way it did. The same chakra that made me lose all sight of my senses. The same chakra that meant I had not paid attention when he pushed me head-on into the hokage's office. How he managed to close that door I don't know. Then again, everything was made of wood, so… But then how could I think about such trivial things as his lips were starting to trail down my neck leaving behind his possessive marks? It was a hot as fuck. To anyone other than that white-haired git, they might have thought that Hashirama and I had engaged in some sort of sensual dance. Hashirama was leading, he always did, I followed because I could not imagine doing anything else.
I had thought that at anymore Hashirama would release my incredibly puckered lips to reach inside my pants. That had got me bucking to my knees many times in the past. That had got me collapsing to the ground whenever Hashirama would let me give him a good thrashing during our battles. He did that the first time when I almost lost my mind on the battlefield at the age of sixteen. Some say that they got fucked senseless, well Hashirama fucked the senses back into me proving that he was my reason to keep fighting. I only realised that that was not the case when I feel something solid cutting into my lower back.
"You…we…we can't do it here. We…we will stain the desk." I said in between my moaning and my panting. If there was anything I knew about our rendezvouses is that we were loud and we were messy, very messy. Surely Hashirama did not want to rub our lovemaking in everyone's faces. Izuna has told me that occasionally Tobirama has slipped up in our juices. The image of this still brought a massive smile to my face. Was it wise for the other clans to know that too? How would that reflect on Hashirama's recent ascension to the role of hokage?
"And why should I not mark my territory? Ne…Mada-chan? I made this desk extra sturdy exactly for this purpose." Hashirama purred into my ear as I felt my member beginning to throb ever so painfully. Before I could slip one of my own hands down my pants, Hashirama caught it giving it a slap. It seemed like the only hand that would be going down my hands that night would be his. If it were anyone else then I would throw them off, not Hashirama. He had more than two hands if you considered the vines that were starting to run down the side of my trousers pulling down right to the floor. He used his real hands to lift me onto the desk with my ass in the ideal position. Hashirama then lowered me onto the desk just in time for my stomach to twist and to turn, as my body began to sweat and to shiver and shake. I dug my palms into the desk trying everything to wriggle away from Hashirama's Herculean hand pumping me dry. He recognised that immediately as leaned over to captured my lips muffling my cry as my cock sprayed all over Hashirama's hokage robes. That fool, he probably wore those hideous robes of purpose just for me to do that. I then lay still panting as the world around me spun, oh boy Hashirama really did know how to make me melt in his arms.
My eyes then closed and opened, closed and opened as I watched him pull back to reach for the buckle on his trousers. That sight was enough to get me panting in anticipation. My cock was growing hard yet my fluids were coming from another part of my body, the one that not even Hashirama had discovered yet. It always did that, especially now as little Hashirama sprung out of his pants already rock hard.
"Oh wow, …hmm…you are already…ah…that hard." Damn you Hashirama you are raising your chakra just that much to dazzle me aren't you? If only you would let me give you a blow job to make little Hashirama less monstrous. It is not like you have figured out what hole where I could take you whole without you having to prepare me. Kami even the sight of you have my cum already dripping down my thighs in anticipation.
It was not long until I felt him placing his first finger right into my anus. I bucked upwards whimpering at the intrusion as Hashirama used his free hand to hold me close to his chest for comfort.
"Ah…mmm…oh…nah!" I could not even form my words properly anymore.
I took that opportunity to yank at his hokage robes to push those hideous robes right off of his body. He then placed a few more fingers into me rubbing my back as I steadied my breathing.
"Now…now…Madara if you keep mewling I am going to go that much longer until little Hashirama settles back down." Hashirama's husky tone vibrated into my ears.
I turned my head away, as I felt he begins to lay a trail of kiss and possessive nip down by my collar, my chest and even my stomach. It takes a lot of brain power to stop moaning and groaning to huff. "I don't mewl. You are just a horny bastard who can't get enough of my ass." If only you realised that I might never want you to pull out of me if you find out my little secret. No, Madara, no, you cannot think like that. He thinks you are all male, that is how he has not accidentally impregnated you over the years. Even you must admit Father that your self-assurance that Hashirama would be the father of your grandchild was ridiculous. Even if you always did give him primary access to my chambers even when the Senju and Uchiha were actually at war with each other.
"Can't get enough of your ass. Oh, Madara, I want every piece of you, your heart, your body and especially your soul." Possessive bastard, you know how to get my heart all a flutter down you. Sometimes I miss those nights you would sleep with me in my chambers when your arms made me feel safe. I almost wish we were back on the battlefield, fighting at daylight, sleeping and making hot love every night. Village life lacks the lustre of the battlefield. I do not think you would even tame me, no matter how much father whispers in my dreams that you see Mama Madara on the horizon.
"Ah Hashirama," I cry as I feel him starting to scissor deeper and deeper inside my anus. My body starts to relax as I feel Hashirama's spit making me nice and slippery. I suppose you cannot see how wet my other hole if as my penis is hiding it from you. Thank goodness though as even I do not think that the Senju elders knowing about my limited childbearing capabilities is actually in my best interest.
"You are nice and loose for me now Mada-chan. I am going to let you down nice and easy so I can enter you. You are not going to run away from me are you?" Hashirama murmured into my ear.
"Don't ask stupid questions Hashirama!" I snap.
"I wonder how many positions I can hammer you in to have you sleeping in my arms all night, Madara" That was enough for me to stop talking, arguing with Hashirama did not work. He had the bigger cock, he had the big stamina, he had the chakra. Oh, kami it is filling up the whole office now, my head is starting to feel all fuzzy. It's so warm, comforting, it's so Hashirama. Take my Hashirama, TAKE ME!
"Alright, Madara here I come," Hashirama declares as if he were singing some sort of opera. I hold my breath waiting for that bout of discomfort when his length first enters my anus. But there was no discomfort, there was no adjusting to his size, in fact, there was nothing in my anus all together. Yet Hashirama was in me, that was what my brain was telling me. Wait, what? I am not in pain, why is there no pain. It feels so good, what have you done Hashirama to make it feel so good from the get-go. Damn you your not just god of shinobi but the god of sex.
"Madara, I knew you were tight back there, but somehow you are as tight as you were sixteen. Did I not prepare you enough? I need to make sure you are not bleeding." Hashirama is pulling out as I cry from the sudden loss of his warmth.
"No, no, don't pull out, please. Please, I need you, please!" Hashirama obviously heard me as he slips back in with barely any effort.
"Oh wow, Madara I didn't think you could get this wet down there." Thank kami it was night time otherwise he would see my face threatening to melt off. I know what he's done, but I cannot say anything. I cannot draw attention that he has misaimed his cock. I cannot tell him he found his way into my female hole, can I?
"My Mada-chan is so wet for me, ne?" Hashirama muttered as he towered over me. If it were not dark he would wonder why I was starting to wriggle around his cock like some needy whore. I cannot help it alright, for once I can understand why the woman of my clan could move around on their husbands' cock with no pain. Now if only Hashirama would stop running his hands along my ass trying to find signs of bleeding.
"Damn it Hashirama move, move, move. You have a cock use it already." I ordered frustration running thick in my tone.
Didn't your mother always tell you that when a man loves a woman, sex becomes the perfect way to connect with the one you love? Not now, father, I do not need you telling me now that I told you so. I just need to make sure that Hashirama never finds out that I can bear children. I have been hearing whispers of Tobirama spreading his malice of keeping the children safe from the evil Uchiha.
I then felt Hashirama pulling his cock out as my entire body shivered in a pleasant heat. At this time I would still be having to tell my muscles to settle down and enjoy it. This time my muscles do it by instinct. I am becoming like a woman craving her husband's cock.
"Mmmm" my lips quivered. Thank kami Tobirama is not slinking around at the moment for me to hear that. I do not think I would be able to live it down as Hashirama makes me melt into his needy bitch. No, no I am the great Madara Uchiha of the Susanoo. I will not succumb to any man's…
"Haahhh!" I cried out as Hashirama's length once again filled me whole as my body trembled. My arms wrapped around my stomach. The one I wanted to hold onto was Hashirama. I wanted to run my hands along his enormous ripples of muscles. Muscles that he did not have to work for I might add. That bastard, he gets the godlike kekkai genkai, worshippers and he does not even have to lift a finger. I should make him work now for the privilege of having me, I suspect that he sometimes thinks it's right. But then it's not like anyone would be able to get as close as Hashirama had done. You had something to do with that father, do not deny it!
"Mada-chan, you are not falling asleep on me are you?" Of course, Hashirama had to ask something like that. He was expecting to have to soothe me into his thrusts as my body spasmed and hitched. He always did it in the end. It was something I think he spent all night planning just to be ready to have me screaming my head off by the end of the night. His cum had always my anus hole as slippery as can be in the end, but this time, he did not take things slow. This time he had penetrated my female hole and I could swear that I felt it pulsating as if wanting more…dare I admit it…stimulation?
"For one so willing to please you are falling flat in that department…" I snapped.
"Hey!" I heard Hashirama huff as I was sure that even in this intimate position there was a depressive cloud hanging over his head.
"Hurry up before I do fall asleep!" And even in this dim lit, I can almost make out Hashirama's depressive cloud doubling in size. I do not expect him to lean forward to find his head pressing his head to my heart. The oohs and the aah soon come from him as he is now down trying to figure out just what has that part of my body all a flurry. Damn it Hashirama would do expect, little Hashirama is digging in some much he might end up piecing my womb. Oh no matter, I have him in the position I want him now, as my hands move from my stomach to embrace his whole. Now I can twist and pinch his muscles until he finally chooses to pick up the pass.
"Ne, Madara-chan, you…you're excited." Then do something about it Hashirama. I almost regret scolding Izuna for trying to sneak my dildo into my pockets this morning. That kid knew that I even if Hashirama had not discovered my female hole like now, I still needed to relieve myself there otherwise I might start humping something. Apparently, true females can get stimulated on anything. Though if Hashirama does not stop fretting I might have to relieve my urges with that.
"It looks like I should have brought my dildo after all. That would have satisfied me a lot more than you are doing right now." I hissed as I feel his cock beginning to throb inside me. Damn it, little Hashirama you are not going to grow longer like so sort of try to test me are you? You cannot do that can you, your vines are not as inherently biological as my womb and my non-bleeding ovaries are to me is it?
I swear for a moment that Hashirama was holding back something that sounded like swearing or shouting. You are not about to get angry with me Hashirama are you? Oh wait, do you hear that? It's the desk, it is starting to creak with movement, but I am not moving, no wait, it's Hashirama.
"Don't you dare pull out Hashirama. I will find a way to crack your face on that mountain in two." I yelled out, yes Tobirama I would dare to do even that!
"Oh, I have a wonderful feeling that I am going to have you screaming tonight Madara-chan," Hashirama said in a tone oozing with playfulness.
There is some more creaking before I feel Hashirama slipping his arms under my back. I then felt him lifting me up until my legs are not hanging off the side of the desk but resting comfortably on the hard surface itself. Well, how you really get comfortable in such a position…do you not agree? Wait, is he getting into that position? I lifted my hands only for them to collide with Hashirama's amazing body. Yes, I said as I run my hands along with his abs. Oh wait, you figured it out did you not? Did I make it to obvious that I wanted this position?
"You are so needy tonight ne, Madara. It's only fair that I get access to all of you too." I only realised what he means when I feel his hands sliding under my high collared shirt. I lift my arms only to get that garment of my body and get back to wrapping my arms around my Hashirama.
"Now if only you would learn to make foreplay take a less time…" I muttered under my breath. I knew Hashirama could hear me, that he was now right at me. That is the only explanation why his silky mane started tickling my face. I then felt his hands running along my lower half brushing against my cock, as it throbbed in response. For a moment I hoped Hashirama might stroke me off. No, his hand moved lower than that, oh no, should I move, this is the time when he might actually ask me, hey Madara why do you have two holes?
"So wet, you are so wet. Maybe I should use my chakra so often if it gets you this stimulated." Yes, Hashirama I will let you bask in your own delusions of grandeur. Yes, that is it, I can feel the tip of your cock beginning to enter me again. Proud bastard, but at least you are not trying to study my body with your hands. Yes, here it comes. Come into me little Hashirama, fill me…
"Oooh….aaah…hmmm…wow…yes…yes…yes!" I cried as Hashirama filled me to the hilt. He is in my female hole again, and he did that by instinct. Now I just have to make sure that I do not let him question those same instincts. I might have to argue less in the future to stop him from getting too nosy.
"And I have barely even started yet." Hashirama murmured into my ear as he pulled out and then pushed back in, pulled out and then pushed back in. The temptation to swallow my moans were so great, well until Hashirama increased his speed up to the point whereby my body started to shake. Oh, kami how do females handle this, the hot and cold, the hot and cold and that unbearable twisting in their stomachs.
They are like you Musume, they have wombs. Mother, is that you?
By now Hashirama's thrusting was getting so much faster, as I could barely catch my breath. Why was he speeding up? I was so much more sensitive in this state, was he trying to cum at the same time as I was. Could he feel my inner walls quivering around his larger than life cock? Wait, I should say something. If I am not careful he could actually impregnate me this time. But it has never felt so good, Hashirama has never felt so close, and I did not think I could ever let go of him. He continued to thrusts until the pressure in my stomach grows unbearable until I cried out: "HASHIRAMA!". Hashirama then pushes in as I feel him nuzzling close as my insides suddenly fill up with very heavy fluid. I know it's not mine, it's his, I even hear him panting a little.
"You are even wetter than before…" Hashirama as trying to use that brain of his. No, he needs to remain gullible, I need to distract him, somehow…
"Again!" I demanded.
"Again, but don't you need time to recover?" Hashirama asked concerned.
"Damn it Hashirama, I'm not weak!" I gave him my best impression of a huff. It was obvious that he did not take my tone seriously as I heard him chuckling into my ear before moving down to suck and kiss at my neck. "How can I deny my Madara when he is ever so needy for my cock. Now the time for my instrument of love to do its job."
Wait for a second Hashirama, are you…are you teasing me? Damn you, I want out. My hands slip away from his back to the table, now I just have to move my hand down there to yank him out. No one mocks the great Madara Uchiha, not even you Hashirama! I will get your instrument of love out of me before you can…
"Wait exactly do you think you are doing?!" I heard Hashirama hissing as his hand snapped only my wrist as if it were some sort of piranha.
"I want out," I said my conviction was not as strong as I would have liked it to be.
"You want out, does my beta really want out? Liar!" Hashirama was really beginning to sound angry now. Oh boy, when he got serious on the battlefield, I could not beat him no matter how much I had tried to wear him down. Now that he was buried deep inside me, did I even have a chance of getting my way?
"Well do you?" Hashirama demanded in a low growl.
"No," I admitted. Damn it I forget just how scary Hashirama could be when he got this possessive. There was a reason why he was the god of shinobi and it was not be being weak on the battlefield. Then much to my confusion, Hashirama did pull out, was he going to let me go after all. I tried to put my elbow onto the desk to pull away but I felt Hashirama wrapping his arms around my middle. Wait, if he could do that, that meant he had switched places, he had switched into that position? I gritted my teeth annoyed.
"No Hashirama, not this position…you know I do not like this…" Wait, was I starting to whine, how embarrassing.
"Now, now Madara, consider this your punishment for trying to leave me." Leave you? Wait for punishment? I have never truly left you Hashirama, you know I wouldn"t. But if I did, would you be able to let go?
"Beta can't go anywhere until Alpha makes sure we are both satisfied." Beta…Alpha…Oh kami, and there goes that chakra of his again. It fills the rooms as any strength I have to pull away from him vanishes. Damn you Hashirama you know how much I hate spooning! With one hand Hashirama sneezed me to his chest and with the other one…no, it was hovering down there. He was tried to find my hole, the one that was still a little wet. What to do? What to do? I grabbed his hand guiding it to the wet one. Yes, I helped him. He had pretty much deflated my will to push him away, then again I do not think I would ever be able to do that. It was not long until I heard him squealing into my ear.
"My Madara, my beautiful wet Madara. I will never ever let you go." Oh, Hashirama you are either going to drown me in your mushiness or your chakra. Hooo…ahhh…
"Nahhh….ahhh…ooohh…yes…yes…Oh, kami!" My lips moved without me even thinking about the noise that came out of them. Hashirama, you entered me without warning me.
"Hey that's not fair, you are supposed to warn me." I snapped.
"You know Madara I have never tasted you before. You taste like inarizushi, caramel and cherries." Huh? Wait, is that sucking I am hearing you licking your fingers from my…my cum? My mouth emits a low groan, I cannot help myself, even the image of Hashirama licking his fingers is enough to get me all hot and flustered. I have always imagined him doing it whenever Izuna locked me away with that dildo and now I hear him slurping and sucking in my ear. Just for a moment, I wish I could be a witness to such a tantalising sight.
"Wait, Hashirama, what are you…?" My question turned into a long drawn out moan as I feel Hashirama's hand clasping my penis. He nuzzled my hair chuckling a little as he started stroking my cock. "You might not like this position, but it might become my extra favourite. I want to have this desk permanently stained in our come."
You kinky….
"Ooooooooooommmmmmahhhhh!" I cried out as Hashirama synced the pumping of my cock with the thrusting of his cock in and out, in and out. The whole experience is making me so lightheaded that I fall forward as I feel my stomach beginning to twist and turn. My hips start to move seeking to bury Hashirama's cock that much further into us. The trembling starts as I am suddenly trapped between wanting to pull away from Hashirama's pumping to Hashirama's thrusting. In…out…in…out…in…out, if I am not careful his speed, his chakra I might just pass out. Damn you father, if only you would have gotten rid of my raging hard cock instead, I do not think I can handle such stimulation before….
"Aaah…! Aaah…! AH! AH! AH!" I feel my chest heavy forward though Hashirama still holds me ever so close. I hump forward as all my hairs stand on ends, my stomach churning until I cry out: "HASHIRAMA! The pressure in my cock ends up spraying cum all down the front of the table. I do not manage nearly as much back there as Hashirama still thrusts for a few more seconds before hunching forward and letting out a low groan before his thick heavy cum rushes up my inner wall and into my…oh. All of my senses come alive as I feel Hashirama's chakra fill my womb before cascading out to every inch of my body. Suddenly I am smelling fresh bark, sakura blossoms and mixed mushroom soup. The smell of his chakra is so intense it even has my nose burning and my eyes stinging until: "ah!"
My arms wrap around my lower middle. That pain, it was so sudden, yet so familiar, it came from just below my hips. I then feel Hashirama pulling out as I whimper, panting having no energy left to fight as he lays me down onto my stomach. I remember this position when I was ten or eleven before mother died as she tried to soothe the cramping down there. I do not complain when I felt myself in the same position again, my teeth only begin chattering. Warmth, I need warmth, I need you…
"Hashirama…" I said almost to the point of tears. Damn it I was descending into my overemotional state as Izuna liked to call it. It was when Izuna would like to cuddle me, but I could not let Hashirama know that's what I wanted.
"Now now Madara I'm here. I'm here." I felt Hashirama's cock beginning to slide into me again. "Mmmm" I then felt his body press against me. He was so warm, that my shivering came to an end. I suppose his hard throbbing cock washed away any pain that might be coming from down there…for now. I needed his cock, I needed it.
"I need you Hashirama," I said no longer caring whether he heard me or not.
"As I need you, my love." I felt Hashirama pulling in and then pulling out. I shudder with my fluids flowing down onto the desk. I groaned and moaned clawing at the table. I then hear Hashirama's breathing increasing exponentially and I feel his cock throbbing, throbbing, throbbing deep inside me. He then pushes in crying out for the first time "MADARA!" His cum rushes up my walls and right into my stomach. The burning in my hips returned. There was more pain in one side though.
After so many years you have never been more close. Wait, father what do you mean?
I then wait for it to come back down, to wash out as it had done in the past. It does not. It stays then swirling around in my stomach. Oh no, is that what it feels like when a woman gets inseminated. Breathe Madara, breathe, so Hashirama's seed has finally gotten into your womb. It's not as if it has an egg to fertilise, so much for your hopeful muttering father. You are not going to get a grandchild tonight.
Says the one whimpering for his alpha's cock all night.
"Oh, Hashirama…" I moaned as Hashirama's seed was still very swishy around in my stomach. It was so hot, so comforting and boy did I hope that would not stay there. Father's voice was getting a little too present for my liking.
"My Madara, let's get you back into my arms." My arms and legs were like jelly as Hashirama pulls out and rolls me onto my back. My lips quivered, my body shook from the cold. But Hashirama is already leaning forward moving my arms to wrap around me. He then embraces me as we both nuzzle into each other's necks. I shiver as I feel Hashirama's hardening cock running up my leg. I want to move my legs to wrap around him but my strength to do so is going. I guess this is what women mean by getting fucked long and hard before passing out in the arms of the husbands' they love.
"I need you, I need you, I NEED YOU, HASHIRAMA!" My whimpering was turning into pathetic cries. Hashirama does not tease me though, he coos though, as I feel his cock pushing into my very wet hole. I cried out, but my body accepted him willingly. Hashirama was still holding my arms around him, only for vines to break from the table to take his place. The same vines also lifted my legs up to pushing little Hashirama in such a way that any slight movement made my groan and cum, moan and cum.
"And you will always have me my Madara," Hashirama whispered lovingly as he reassumed in his thrusting. The first thrust I cried out and came, the second time, the same again and again and again. I also felt trickles of Hashirama's cum running up my inner walls more and more and more. The burning in groan began. I only held Hashirama that much closer using his warmth to ease the pain. Hashirama continued his thrusting and I did not hold back my crying. I did hear him assuring me that he would forever protect me, never let me go, it was the same mushy stuff he said when I was sixteen.
"Oooaaaaeeeeh!" The pain in my groan was only growing more and more intense. My mouth started watering from the pain as I almost felt like I was going to throw up. But Hashirama only held me that much closer as my cried only grew louder. Thank kami, Hashirama did not stop his thrusts as I did not want him to know the real reason for my pain. He did pump his chakra into me thinking that that would ease it. The pain did not go until I felt something small yet hard moving now inside of me. I began to squeeze Hashirama's back trying to bite through the pain. The pain then washed away as my whole body relaxed as my stomach felt very full.
Hashirama's thrusts were so fast now. If it were daytime I am sure he would be nothing more than a blur. I could then here his groaning into my ear: "Madara, Madara, Madara, mine, mine, mine…"
Careful Madara if your alpha doesn't pull out now, then you will definitely become…
Shut up, father. I did not want Hashirama pulling out, I wanted to hold him. I wanted to him his body shaking as he plunged into me holding me close crying out. "MAAADAAAARAAAA!". I felt his fluid gushing up my walls, then right into my womb until his smell, his essence claimed every inch of my body. My head was pounding, my body, but my heart and my soul, those finally felt content. And I knew that I did not want to let go. Even as my eyelids dropped and exhaustion finally claimed me.
Madara's POV - Four Months And A Half After The Break-Up
"Ni-sama…Ni-sama…NEE-SAMA!"
Wait, what, Hashirama, where is my Hashirama?
"Hashirama, Hashirama where are you? You said that I would always have you." I wailed flailing my arms searching for the warmth that I only felt a few minutes before I succumbed to sleep. But Hashirama was not on top of me, he was not anywhere close to me. His chakra was close though, but it was not quite his but something different.
"NEE-SAMA!" Wait that is Izuna's voice.
My eyes fly out as everything comes into view. I realise that I am in my bedchambers. I appear to be lying on towels, towels and more towels. I then felt the extreme need to push and to push. I also smelled iron lots of iron, and there was something that was warm and oozing coming from between my legs. Wait, was that blood?
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!" Wait, was this pain? Oh no, my baby. My baby is there something wrong with my baby? The blood, the blood, Hashirama I'm bleeding
"Hashirama, where are you?" I cried out my head overcome by pounding.
"Lord Izuna you really shouldn't have put him in a genjutsu. I know you wanted to ease the labour pains but he really should be more grounded in reality for something like this. His vision is likely going to become unreliable with the pain he is under." I heard a voice the voice of an old crone. Wait, Izuna, genjutsu? I blink a few times to realise that it is no longer night, but daytime. I was not in Hashirama's office but on top of my bedcovers. And as I looked to my side I realised that it was not Hashirama's arms wrapped around me but Izuna's.
"Wait, Izuna…" I panted. "I told you not to…call me…Sister."
"Yes, but how else was I supposed to get you to come back to us Mama Madara?" I am sure that Izuna was pouting even though I did not look right at him. A wave of pain then came from deep inside my stomach as I saw the blood oozing all over the towels. Wait if it could flow so easily did that mean that I had been stripped back from down there? The blood though, that was enough to have bile rose in my throat as I heaved, heaved and heaved until someone ran forward with a bucket. The same bucket disappeared before I could even smell it.
"Ah my legs, my stomach, why am I bleeding? Hashirama where are you?" I cried out my head still pounding and my vision blurred for a few moments.
"Lord Izuna, it's been six hours, Lord Madara is not going to get more dilated than this. The baby head is close to the pelvis now. If he doesn't push now both him and the baby will bleed to death." I heard that same crone speaking. I blinked a few times to see someone with greying hair.
"Auntie…auntie…" I rasped.
"It's okay Madara we will get you through this. I promised big brother Tajima that I would deploy all the resources of our clan to help you," she assured me though there was a hint of worry in her voice.
Izuna then lay me back as I panted from the agonising pain spreading from my stomach, to my groin and down my legs. There was the same smell again and there was blood, I was bleeding so much.
"Ha…shi…ra…ma!" I was struggling to breathe as a way of pain washed over me again.
"Alright Lord Madara one the next wave of pain, you will need to push. Push so that your baby can live." I heard auntie say as the world around me began to spin.
The way of pain came as did the need to push. I pushed but all I felt was warm liquid oozing down my legs. The dizziness was starting to set in as was a mild case of nausea. My baby, as you supposed to be coming now? You are so still, why are you so still?
"More blood, medics begin healing down." I then felt a series of warm hands around my lower area. The bleeding subsided and my strength returned a little. Thank goodness father spent so much time spying on the Senjus to train so many healers. Hashirama, where are you? Our baby…our baby needs you. I need you.
Another wave of pain came and the only thing that came was blood. The healers acted and I felt Izuna placing my head into his lips.
"Drink Madara." I obeyed.
"Eat Madara." That was a little harder. I felt what seemed to be bread at my lips. I pulled away as I still wanted to feel sick.
"You need your strength, please your baby will be here soon." Did I detect tears beginning to stream down Izuna's face? My baby brother was upset, I did not want him crying over me. I opened my mouth taking a few bits of the bread. The sickness returned and then I felt a sharp pain ripping through my stomach and my groan.
"Aaahhh!" I did not hold back. Oh kami, now I understand why so many of my clanswomen shriek in pain when they go through this.
"More blood, elder, this is not good. Lord Madara's womb might not function long enough for the baby to come out." Wait, what? No…no…no!
"My baby, my baby, my baby! Hashirama! HASHIRAMA!" I cried as I tried to get my legs to move.
"That bastard's absence is the one who caused our clan leader's pregnancy to deteriorate. He should be here right now." I heard one of the healers say.
"Do you not remember Kimiko, it was Lord Madara who brought that relationship to an end. We must respect his wishes even now. We must help him the best we can especially since his water has long since broken." Wait I brought that relationship to an end. Why did I do that? Oh the village districts, my clan got pushed to the edge of the village. Tobirama, you bastard, you did this me.
"AH!" I cried out as another way of pain wash over me. Baby, baby now is no time to be sleeping. I am ready for you now, come soon…ha…mama's, mama's energy is dwindling fast. You were…you were so full energy when Daddy was around. But I have felt you less and less, come soon, mama is waiting, mama will take care of you, please come soon.
"Ooooaaah!" I cried as another wave of pain washed over me. I felt Izuna washing my face with a cloth as all I felt was warm fluid running down my legs.
"Baby please move, Mama wants to see you, baby," I said as I wheezed.
"This is useless we need to try a more hands-on approach." one of the healers announced.
Baby, why are you not kicking? Why are you not dancing? You would always dance when Daddy was around. Your chakra would always rise to the surface seeking out Hashirama. Why are you not doing so now? Why is your chakra waning away?
"Madara…" I heard Izuna fretted over me as I felt him wiping at my face. Was I crying? Was the great Madara Uchiha…?
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" I thrust my head back as my body shook with the need to push and push and push. More blood came, but my baby stayed put. My baby did not move.
"Why are you not moving?" Wait who has started screaming all of a sudden? The pounding in my head and everything was getting that much more blurry. Thank kami I did not need to see to sense how many people were starting to enter into my bedchamber. Why all this panic, I carried my baby all by myself? I will deliver my baby by myself too.
"It's not like I need you Hashirama. You choose him…you choose him over us!" I shouted as I thrust my head back. I had started panting again, as the urge came to push and push and push. I felt Izuna holding me close as my legs shook. So much blood, baby come soon, please, I do not think Mama can keep going like this.
"Alright Izuna sit Madara up, we will reposition his legs." I heard Auntie say.
Reposition my legs? Reposition my legs! Only Hashirama can touch me down there, only he can…!
"Hashirama! Hashirama! No, only he can touch me…only he can." I needed to get to Hashirama. I try to put my hands onto my bedcovers, I tried to move my legs but they were not responding? Why were they not responding? I had no strength but I would only let Hashirama weaken me like this, he is the only one that can protect me when I am like this.
"The delirium is setting in, this is not something that we can heal. If the fever sets it then Lord Madara might…" I heard one of the healers in the room say. I could sense them. I can see their silhouette. There are so many of my clansmen in my bedchamber now, I should go red in the face embarrassed. This was perhaps the worst they could see me, how am I ever going to live this down?
I then felt two pairs of hands on each of my legs. Something soft yet hard began to press up against my ass and then my legs until they were higher up than my heart. What do you have planned auntie? You are not going to perform some sort of surgery on me, aren't you?
"I will do what you would have done Tajima, Marcia. I will pull this babe out of the womb to make sure your son survives." Wait for what?
"No, no, no, get your hands off me. You are not going to harm my baby, you are not!" But much to my wails, I still felt a pair of cool hands entering into a place that other than me, only Hashirama. I will not accept this, I will not, I will fight, I will build chakra. But Madara are you really going to attack your own clan members…
Those cold hands continued to enter me, I knew what that feeling meant. Hashirama's healing hands were warm most of the time. Though when I had had a fever that one time, those same healing hands were so cool that they were enough to break my fever. Oh, Hashirama…
"Good I feel the head." I heard Auntie say as more tears of blood began to run down my cheeks. The urge to push was still there, but there was another pain; a sharp pain from inside my chest. Hashirama…Hashirama…why are you not here? You were always there for me when mother died in childbirth with my sister Marcella when father sacrificed his life to protect my right to bear children. But you are not here now, you are not here when it's your child, it's your child that needs you now.
"Alright nice and slow Madara. If you feel the need to push, then do so, at least you will get out of this ordeal alive. At least I will have fulfilled my brother's wish to give you one chance to carry your child to term." Auntie said.
"You bitch, you heartless bitch. You are just like the other elders, you are just like those who wanted to cut my womb out of me. You want to pull my child out before my child is ready to come. You never wanted me to become a mother." I raged at the top of my lungs.
My muscles then spasmed as I thrust my head back letting out one long scream. The constant presence of my baby in my stomach was suddenly slipping, slipping gone. Then the blood came as my head pounded, my ears rang and the world around me went black…
No! No! No! I must not black out now, I need to protect my baby from these monsters. You are not here to protect us Hashirama, you only wanted me for my body. I will never let you back into my heart again!
"My baby, my baby, my baby." I wake to realise I am no longer in my bed but in a separate room, a cooler room with a wonderful cross-breeze. I seemed to be laying on top of some sort of raised bed. My body feels weak as my chakra rises and rises and rises trying to heal my battered body. I lifted my hand putting it to my stomach, it's empty, no, where is my baby.
"My baby!" I cried out.
"Ni-sama, ni-sama. It's okay, it's over. You will never have to go through such pain again. The healers will take you into surgery soon to stop the internal bleeding come from your womb."
My eyes flickered to my side to see Izuna, that traitor.
"You traitor, you didn't stop her. You didn't stop that bitch from taking my baby." I turned to my side trying to push myself up. Izuna hurried forward wrapping his arms around me weeping softly.
"Oh Madara, I am so sorry. You were crying for Hashirama so much, but Auntie stopped us from breaking your last wishes to keep him away. I could see your pain, it was so terrible, I am surprised you are still breathing… In the end, I was scared that you would lose your mind and have your Susanoo kill us all." Izuna continued to mumble. I put my hand on him pushing him away as he slammed into the wall. I then clutched my stomach as I started to cough and shudder in pain. I covered my mouth to contain my coughs only to look away and see blood. I saw Izuna stumbling to his feet approaching me, kneeling down to look at me in the eye. There were tears in his eyes but I reached out to wrap my hand around his neck, he clawed at his neck trying to breathe.
"I should kill you, you took my baby from me. You ripped my baby out before my baby was ready." I growled.
Izuna continued to claw at his neck as I watched his face go purple.
You are not going to kill your baby brother, are you? My Madara-chan is surely not going to turn into a monster, is he? Mother, my hands loosened as I curled inwards coughing as the last of iron permeated my mouth.
Izuna is once again standing over me as I curled into a ball, shaking, weeping, coughing. I cradled my stomach, I still felt so much pain, but it was not like the emptiness I felt in my chest. My baby was gone, Hashirama could die for all I cared. He had betrayed us, he did not protect those he proclaimed to love so much.
"My baby…my baby…my baby…" I wailed.
"Ni-sama, I am sorry to say this but she never even took her first breath. I think she might have passed in the womb, that's why there was so much bleeding." Izuna said.
A girl, my baby is…was a girl. I had a girl, father, and she is dead. I failed as a mother, father, you sacrificed your life for nothing.
"I want to see her." I croaked.
Izuna could only nod and cough as the door opened to reveal my wretched aunt.
"What do you want you bitch?" I hissed.
My aunt approached me unfazed by my fury. I noticed immediately that her chakra levels appeared to be dangerously low. She was even swaying a little as if her life force were leaving her. She then placed a bundle next to me as I saw a tiny tanned skin face peeking out at me. Wait, is this? Eyes closed, no wailing, no movement nothing…this was my baby, and she was dead?
My aunt then collapsed onto the floor, wheezing."I tried everything. Her chakra has started to fade away but even my healing prowess cannot make her open her eyes. It seems like she would need Hashirama's chakra to spark her into…"
"Nooooooooh!" I gave her a long hard snap. "I do not need that bastard anymore. If there is still chakra then I can still…"
"No brother do not even think about it. You and Hashirama's chakra are like yin and yang, joined together in perfect harmony, one cannot replace the other. You need to heal so that we can bury your little girl and let her join with mother and father on the other side." Izuna began to explain, but I was not listening. I was reaching out for that tiny bundle, my baby whose kicking Hashirama had almost picked up on three months before. I then held her close to my chest and I let my chakra rise and rise and rise to the surface.
"Brother…Sister…Madara…you cannot bring back the dead. Don't kill yourself for a life that has already left this world." Stupid, stupid Izuna, nothing else matters but my baby. If my baby cannot live then there is no point in me living anymore. That Senju bastard has damaged my heart beyond repair and my baby did not even make it. I then let my chakra fill the room the same way that Hashirama once did. I cradled my baby's tiny form close to my chest. Mother, you did this once upon with my little sister and you died. You said that the most important thing a mother can do is die so that her child can live. You might have died mother but I want to prove that my will lives on in you. My baby will live, even if I have to die.
The room is so filled with my presence that I heard brother and auntie coughing from the experience. They could leave, they were no longer needed. Either my baby would live or we would both die together. In my mind, I reach out trying to grasp onto that burning flame which once confirmed that I was indeed swelling with child. It was still there, fading, fading and then the darkness of my closed eyelids gave way to a blinding light. I woke up to find myself in an ethereal place where there was no pain.
For a few moments, I squinted my eyes to try to understand how I had gone from the Uchiha compound here. I then saw the shadow of a white-robed presence hanging over me. I looked up trying to make out a face and in turn, this presence looked down at me. His face was ancient but his eyes held pure power, his eyes had that ripple power that all Uchiha and Hyūga descendants knew as being the rinnegan.
"Is this what you want? Do you really want to have your child live?" he asked me.
I jumped to my feet, eyes widening. I hoped this might get him to tremble in the presence of the evil Madara Uchiha. He only tilted his head back to laugh at me. "Oh, Indra I must say that after the centuries you are finally showing signs of Ashura's less than serious influence."
Indra…? Ashura…? What is this old geezer on about?
"Just who are you and how do you know about my baby?" I snapped jabbed my finger at his chest. He was as hard as wood but there was something about his presence that was ever so comforting. He was like some great father figure.
"I know about your baby, Indra, Madara because she was always meant to be born," he told me.
I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms."Oh yeah, well she is gone and dead isn't she? I bet you had something to do with this…you…you…"
"Hagoromo Ōtusutski…but your forefathers simply referred to me as the Sage of Six Paths," he told me.
Well, that was enough for me topple onto my feet. The Sage of Six paths, the Sage of Six Paths? He was here in front of my now, why was he here? Wait did he heard my heart, my desire to have my baby live. I hugged my legs, buried my chin into my knees unsure what to do next.
"Do you want your baby to live?" he repeated.
"Yes of course I do," I muttered.
"Will you leave your heart open to Ashura then?" I then looked up, my eyebrows furrowed.
"A…shu…ra?" I questioned him.
"Oh yes, I believe you call him…HA…SHI…RA…MA!" his last few syllables sounded very much like the way I would groan when Hashirama's wood would claim me whole. Oh dear, my face is about to melt from the humiliation of knowing this.
"How is that important? Why would I leave my heart open for more hurt?" I snapped like a petulant child I know. I still stayed on the floor, arms around my knees. I did not want his rinnegan eyes somehow piercing into my soul or something.
"You asked me how I knew about your daughter. It's simply because she was always meant to be born to you. Just like my son Indra could also bear children. It's a pity he never embraced that part of himself which lead him to insanity. He wanted my power but how could he have it when all he wanted to do was divide and conquer, at least Ashura knew that all I wanted was for peace to reign rather than strife." he continued to tell me.
"And how do you know that I will not go down this path of madness?" I said looking up at him. He kneeled down taking my hands into my own.
"Will you leave your heart open to your Ashura, Hashirama?" he asked me again.
I bite into my lip sighing. "I will try."
He nodded, well at least he accepted that. "Good. Then I will tell you this. Indra rejected childbirth because he considered it to be a weakness. He roped females into bearing his children. In fact, all transmigrants of you have had the chance to bear children though you are the first to do so."
"I am," I asked in a docile tone.
"Yes. You are also the first in centuries to have opened your heart to Ashura after centuries of him trying to chase you back into the light." He continued.
"You said your son Indra and you keep interchanging my name with his…" I tried to say it without going red in the face.
"Yes and Ashura was my youngest," he responded.
"You keep calling Hashirama Ashura." I began to say again.
"Yes and any child born between the two of you finally has a chance to bind my sons and their descendants the Uchiha and the Senjus in love and peace rather than hatred." Love and peace? You are starting to sound like Hashirama, the sage of Six Paths.
"Do you want your baby to live?" he asked again.
I rose to my feet saying: "Yes."
"Will you give up your power to make this happen?" he asked.
"Yes, of course. I would give up my life." I responded.
"No, you must live so that you and Hashirama can be united once more. You too much unite so that my son's descendants can finally be in peace," he told me.
"Psst," I said as I crossed my arms. Naive old fool, Hashirama and I were over. Our bond was nothing but sex and adrenaline. I could live with that. "That's old news, my baby is…"
"Do you want your baby to live?" Damn, he was sounding like some sort of broken record, but his rinnegan eyes were staring me down. I could feel their presence on my back and they were starting to make me feel very small.
"Well do you?" he asked again.
"Yes," I answered.
"Will you let Hashirama back in when the time comes?" he asked. He thought that a time like that would come around, as if, but if it was for my baby's sake then I would do it.
"Yes," I answered.
For the first time in our meeting, his face broke out into a wide smile. "Good, finally a sign that love will finally heal the divide between my sons."
I suddenly felt myself being pulled away from this bright wide place intodarkness once more, then to pain, then to screaming, and that sound…that beautiful sound.
"Madara…you idiot…you idiot…what have you done with your chakra, your strength. How will you recover now brother, how will you protect your clan?" So Izuna was the one who was screaming.
"Nephew pipe down, that doesn't matter. We will protect him. It doesn't matter. Healers prep for surgery right away." I heard my aunt wailing in happiness?
"But he could still die auntie." I heard Izuna whine.
"Us elders will do everything to make sure that does not happen.
I then felt it, a tiny bundle vibrating in my arms and there was that noise. It was a loud high pitched wailing. My baby…my baby…you are alive, your chakra…your strong beautiful chakra, it's just like yours Hashirama. It is so much like yours.
"Oh, Mama you were right. Father thank you, I promise, I promise that I will be the best mother I can be to my baby Marcella." I stared into the flickering rinnegan eyes of my baby girl.
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