It took some threatening from Madara before the hospital finally released me to go home. I stood up using Madara's assistance and stretched out my body. The doctor watching me tried to tell me not to do that until he realized all the wounds on my body were gone. He stood there staring at my body dumbfounded since even the medical ninja couldn't fully heal what my kekkei genkai could. Not many had seen the ability in action since I rarely left the mansion by choice, but the ninja that we had there couldn't heal this damage. Despite the wounds being healed I couldn't stand fully straight and had to have Madara help me walk to the car that was waiting. Kiba got into the back as Madara put me in the passenger side and kisses my head lovingly.
I smile up at him and kiss him gently. I couldn't believe that I was here as his soon-to-be spouse when I was previously his slave. I can't deny that the feelings of doubt are still there in the back of my head that Madara doesn't love me, just the money I could make, but I silence those when I think about the offer of taking his virginity whenever we felt comfortable and confident enough to do so. I bite my lip at the thought of being inside Madara instead of vice versa and shake my head to clear the perverted thoughts from my head. We had more important things to deal with now.
Madara got into the driver's side and we set off for the manor. Kiba informed me that the manor had sustained a lot of damage, so they'd been repairing it for most of my recovery. I should've gotten Naruto away from there fast enough and maybe it wouldn't have suffered as much damage as it had. Madara holds my hand as he drives towards our home. Kiba wouldn't look at the front seat, Madara was either oblivious which I doubted or just didn't care that Kiba was feeling jealous. I know I shouldn't care but I was due to marry that man before being kidnapped from Kiba's home.
When we arrive home Madara takes me straight to our room and sends Kiba to his own. Madara lays me down in bed then lays down beside me after stripping down to just his boxers. I snuggle close to Madara and hold onto him.
Madara runs his hand through his hair, "I'm concerned, Ryuko," Madara said.
I look up at Madara and sit upon my elbow so I'm facing him, "why?" I ask.
Madara sighs, "I've seen the looks on Kiba's face, he's growing tired of watching us be happy and is starting to get jealous," Madara said.
"Do you think he'll turn against us?" I ask as I begin to understand where he was going with it.
Madara nods as an answer to my question, "he has yet to be broken and still acts as though he has the freedom, he had back in the days of him being at the leaf," Madara said.
I nod and lay back down on my back as I stare at the top of the bed. It's been a thought on my head for a while that Kiba could ultimately betray us and help Naruto find our weak points. Although now it would be harder since Kiba also does not know about the failsafe in the other staff members or who has received the message. We chose to keep it that way to eliminate people's hold over us.
"I've been thinking about it as well truth be told, Madara. I've seen the way he looks at me when you're doing anything with me, and they aren't good. He can't even look at me when I'm with you," I add, "however, I wish he would accept that I do not love him like that anymore. It's true I was due to marry him before I was kidnapped, but it was arranged and not out of love. I love Kiba, I do, but not the way he wants me to," I finish.
Madara kisses my head, "we will have to figure out what to do with him before he decides to betray us. I don't even know if he has the heart to be able to do it, but I also do not want to take that chance," Madara said.
I nod and turn so my face was against Madara's chest. I listen to his heartbeat as we lay there cuddling and I knew I would die to make sure that Madara's heart never stops beating. I will kill anyone who dares try to stop it even if it's Kiba because I know now that it isn't Stockholm syndrome. I truly love Madara with everything that I have and probably have since I was nineteen. Nothing will ever come between us without consequences.