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Unfortunately my computer didn't. Not long after my last update my computer broke and it took me months to get it fixed and when I finally did all my data had been erased, that threw me, not gonna lie. That's why I stopped updating. But I'm back. Hopefully.

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-Questions need to be asked and answered. Even if no one wants that.

Warnings: Slight heterosexuality. Fem!Izuna.

Chapter 38: Lapse in Judgement Part 2

Tobirama Senju jerked awake, breathing hard. Terror clogged his throat and made his hands shake, adrenaline stole the air from his lungs and plastered his hair to his head with sweat.

That's the sixth time in two weeks, he thought miserably, two weeks ago was the last time he'd managed to sneak away and see his girlfriend; Izuna Uchiha. That very night Tobirama had suffered through a nightmare about losing his girlfriend. Five more times, including tonight, he'd dreamed of Izuna breaking up with him, marrying someone else or dying. Tonight she'd died in his dream and Tobirama's whole body throbbed with the need to see her, to hold her in his arms and make sure she was okay. Rationally Tobirama knew that Izuna Uchiha was the last person in the world to need his protection but rational was the last thing Tobirama was feeling right now.

Running his hands through his hair to unstick it from his head Tobirama got up to bathe and change, trying to get back to sleep would be useless now.

One thing was clear though, he needed to speak to Izuna.

"Hey," slender hands touched Tobirama's shoulders, "what's wrong? You're so tense. More tense than usual even," this last sentence was said with a touch of humour as Izuna wrapped her arms around him from behind and leaned against him. Her hair was unbound and wafted around him like a dark cloud.

Tobirama reached up and touched her arm, feeling her soft skin, her warmth. "I just haven't been sleeping well recently," he admitted, it wasn't the whole truth, but it was a truth.

Of course, he should have known Izuna would immediately notice he wasn't telling her the whole story.

"Because…?" She prompted.

He didn't want to tell her about the dreams, talking about them seemed more… real.

He told her anyway because this was Izuna and Tobirama would keep nothing from her if he could help it and also because he didn't actually believe in prophetic dreams, no matter how unsettling.

"I think we should tell Madara and Hashirama about our relationship." Said Tobirama after he'd finished telling her about the dreams.

Izuna, who had listened silently as Tobirama told her what was bothering him, made a noise then.

"I understand you're upset, but don't you think you're rushing into this? You can't possibly want to tell Madara about our relationship." Izuna had been totally sure she was going to be the one who had to put her foot down about telling their brothers and she hadn't been planning to do it for a while yet. Tobirama could be blunt but this was forward, even for him. "You'll be lucky if Madara just kills you."

Tobirama sighed, yeah, there was that. The reason they hadn't already come clean about their relationship.

Fucking Madara.

"I am not rushing into this because I'm upset," Tobirama said, answering Izuna's first statement, "being upset is just the icing on the proverbial cake. I've been thinking this for a while now. The only thing I hate more than screwing things up through my actions is screwing things up through my inactions," he made a face, "no, I do not want to tell Madara but it's well past time he and Hashirama knew."

"Hmm… Maybe we should try telling Hashirama first, see how that goes?" Izuna tried.

At the very least Hashirama could probably prevent Madara from killing Tobirama when the truth got out, if that was the only win they could get Izuna would take that.

"Good idea." Said Tobirama, any buffer between Madara and himself was both appreciated and necessary. "I'm going to be away for a week starting tomorrow, when I get back I'll tell him."

And it was time to go, if he stayed any longer Hashirama was going to start wondering where Tobirama had disappeared to when he was supposed to be getting ready, if he wasn't wondering already.

After Tobirama stood, Izuna kissed him on the cheek, "see you when you get back."

"Count on it."

Izuna slipped through the doors of the main building in the Senju compound, part 1: success.

It was easy to find which part of the building Hashirama was in, hard to pinpoint exactly which room, his chakra was so vast.

But eventually Izuna found him, writing something at a low table, his back to the open door. She knocked softly on the frame a couple of times.

Hashirama turned to her with a small smile, his eyes widened when he saw who it was.

"Um hey," said Izuna nervously, she'd been trained for a lot of scenarios but not this one, "can I come in?"

Hashirama relaxed slightly when it didn't look like Izuna had come to pick a fight and set his brush aside, "please do."

Tobirama sighed through his nose and silently apologised to Izuna, he knew he'd said he was going to tell Hashirama first so he could help them deal with Madara but he was right here so…

And he'd had four more nights this week plagued by dreams of losing Izuna one way or the other and with every dream… every nightmare... the urge inside Tobirama had gotten stronger. Tell Madara, tell him, just get it over with.

Tell Madara that he was in love with Madara's younger sister. Tell him that they'd secretly been in a relationship for years now. Just get it over with and come clean.

Madara was going to fucking kill him.

But Tobirama was here, at the Uchiha compound already, no turning back now.

Slipping inside he shut the door behind him, instantly there was a kunai at his throat.

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you right here and now," Madara Uchiha hissed, red sharingan eyes

"I don't have one but I'd like you to hear me out before you try to kill me," said Tobirama steadily, fighting his distaste.

Yeah 'Madara was a super over-protective brother' this and 'Senju-Uchiha clan feud' that. BS. The real reason this was all likely to go to Hell in a hand-basket was because Tobirama fucking hated Madara and the feeling was mutual.

Tobirama sighed through his nose again, yeah, he hated Madara. But for Izuna, he would do anything.

He just hoped Madara truly felt the same.

"I'm in a romantic relationship with Izuna."

"I know."

Dead silence greeted this statement.

"You… know…?" Tobirama echoed finally, disbelievingly. He didn't think it was possible but Madara's glare intensified.

"I've known for months now, you've been putting your filthy Senju hands on my baby sister." He jabbed the kunai in Tobirama's direction, "I aught to kill you right now!"

"Izuna will hate you if you do that," warned Tobirama, although part of him secretly sided with Madara. If he found out Madara and Hashirama were dating he wouldn't be very happy either.

Madara's eyes narrowed, although they were black now, his sharingan gone. That was a good sign, right? He wouldn't have deactivated his sharingan if he was planning to attempt Tobirama's murder, right?

"Maybe she would hate me, maybe she wouldn't but either way you'd be out of her life for good." Madara's eyes narrowed and he raised the kunai higher. "Seems like a good deal to me."

Time stood still.

"I'm in a relationship with your brother. I thought you should know." Izuna wasn't as brash as her brother but she didn't believe in beating around the bush.

"I'm going to ask Madara to work with you to end the fighting between our clans." Which he would because, as Hashirama had thought before, Madara could not deny Izuna anything. And thus, end the fighting between all the clans affiliated with them. Without the Uchiha/Senju powerhouses behind them the other clans would find killing each other much more difficult. Especially if those two clans were actively working to keep the peace.

"And then, if Tobirama is alright with it, I intend to marry him. I would like your blessing but I can live without it."

Hashirama didn't know Izuna that well but this calm, simple statement said with the utmost sincerity made a wealth of affection swell within him. She'd be good for Tobirama. That straight-forwardness would serve her well when dealing with Tobirama's stubbornness and need to unnecessarily complicate things.

Hashirama stepped forward and, moving slowly so Izuna didn't think he was going to attack her, hugged her gently. Izuna stiffened but didn't pull away.

"Welcome to the family." Hashirama said.

Joy washed over Izuna, and she smiled. One down, one to go.

"Would you die for her?" Madara asked abruptly.

Tobirama raised an eyebrow, he'd thought they were going to finally get to the killing each other part. Not that he actually wanted that at all. No ma'am. Not at all.

"Yes. I would."

Madara tossed his hair dismissively, "that's not nearly good enough," he said despite the fact that he'd fucking asked. "Would you live for her?"

"I already do." Said Tobirama quietly.

Hmm.

Okay.

Well… Perhaps Tobirama wasn't the worst man in the world for Izuna. Possibly. Maybe.

"Ugh, I guess working with the Senju wouldn't be so bad…" Madara grumbled, more to himself than Tobirama, "a chance to end the fighting would be worth being your brother-in-law. Probably." He looked slightly ill.

Tobirama hated to burst Madara's bubble but… "that's not nearly good enough."

"I beg your pardon?" Growled Madara. This was a sentence tone could make or break and Madara's clearly said that his 'I beg your pardon?' could also be pronounced as 'what the fuck did you just say to me you little bastard?!'

"We don't need a chance to end the fighting, we don't need you to try, we need you to actually end the fighting. For Hashirama, for my other brothers who died fighting you bastards, for your clan members who are looking to you for protection." And yes, even for Madara himself, who'd suffered too long and too much trying to defend the people he cared about from the entire rest of the world, "not just for Izuna and I."

"Hn," Madara just turned his head away, glowering, but before he did so Tobirama saw something that might have been approval in his eyes.

"I don't give a damn about you, your family or the rest of the world. But I do care about my clan in general and Izuna in particular. So for them, all of them. I'll end this fighting. So long as Hashirama's agreeable."

"You can ask him right now," said Tobirama, head jerking around as he felt his brother's chakra nearby beside him Madara's whole body tensed.

He moved so quickly Tobirama almost missed it, bolting to the door and throwing it open.

Only to come face to face with Hashirama and Izuna. Together. They stared at Tobirama and Madara who were standing inside. Together. They all spoke at the same time.

"What the Hell are you doing here?"

"Would you take a bullet for Izuna?"
"Yes."
"Excellent, meet me in the yard in 5 minutes."

Keeping these fics on track takes considerable effort sometimes.

I'm not super-happy with this one tbh but I feel if I was going to write anything more set in this verse it would be this.

Anyway! Hope you enjoyed guys!

Until next time,

Ciao!