Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or it's characters .
Author's note : this is my first fanfiction I wrote , and the first fanfiction I published , English is not my native language and it's hard really to write in English , so please pardon all the piss-poor grammar , spelling and the slightly misleading descriptions .
Anyway it was done a bit hasty because I wanted to publish it as fast as I could , I was planning on another scene but voted against it , because this a testing one anyway , I might write a sequel for it when my muses visit .
And pardon the tall notes , I am planning on keeping all my writings so notes play the role of the reminders and expressing author's experience while writing .
Seven years old Madara woke up that morning to feel a source of heat warming his ribcage , oh wait there is a pressing weight too .
He looked to find his five years old little brother Izuna propped against his ribcage , with Izuna's head resting on madara's back .
It was a weird pose though , izuna's wearing his navy blue shirt and pants with his legs resting on the heap made by his blanket on his futon next to Madara's .
Madara was too lazy and groggy to do something so he left his brother like this , basking in the extreme warmth caused by izuna and the blanket that's covering his lower half , he stayed like this and before he knew it he fell asleep again .
The next time Madara's wake was because of these elephant-steps shaking the wooden floor , his head on the pillow and drawls coming out from his mouth and wetting the pillow , he stared blankly at the scene In front of his eyes , which basically is the scene of the wooden wall at his eye level .
The elephant-steps - which is purposely made to be loud - was nearing their room , but madara's mind was too groggy to register the owner of the elephant-steps .
Then the elephant-steps stopped , the door slid forcefully to reveal the owner .
"Madara! Izuna! What the hell are you doing asleep till now!" , their mother chastised .
All madara's grogginess disappeared in a millisecond , fearing for his life , he propped on his all fours which caused izuna to slip of his propped position in to the heap of the blanket that madara kicked from his lower half.
Madara scrambled to his feet quickly diverting his gaze from his mother's angry eyes , "see mother I am awake" he said then he ran outside the room before she could say anything .
His mother shook her head and looked at izuna who was sleeping like a beauty , and what kind of a beauty could sleep even in commotion and deadly chakra oozing in the air!
She walked to her son and put her hand over his small ribcage and started to shake him into no avail , the boy sleeping like as if he was lifting mountains for a living .
She stood up and exited the room , leaving the sleeping beauty to his own devices .
The mother entered her sons room after five minutes holding a cup of cold water and spilled a bit of it on her palm and threw it forcefully at her son .
The boy woke up with a gasp , "what are you doi..." he started and before he finish his sentence another whip-like water droplets came crashing into his face , he gasped again and he started to stand up quickly before another water bullets comes crashing into his face .
"Lazy boy get ready!" she said and turned to leave before he could register anything .
Sun rays warmed the whole compound , and there in the basking sun stood Madara and Izuna near a large blue barrel in the market .
Now that the Uchiha and Senju are in a two month ceasefire children like Madara and Izuna can act like the kids they truly are , or Madara to be specific , since Izuna turned five recently and thus his ninja training , he is not into the battle yet and much lacking the strength and stamina which Madara possess .
Madara dipped the bucket completely in the blue water barrel and pulled it out from the barrel then spilled it's content into a much larger and higher wooden bucket resting on the floor .
"Let's go Izuna" he said , and they started walking to their destination each one carrying a wooden bucket full of water , Madara was walking absent-mindedly , all the Uchiha bypassers looking with approval at their clan's heir helping in casual errands and thinking that he will make a great leader when his time comes .
Madara kept walking not aware of his surroundings until he noticed Izuna's not near him , he looked back to see his younger sibling struggling to carry the heavy water bucket using his two hands .
"Izuna! Let me help you" Madara said , "no nii san! It's already hard on you carrying the bucket with one hand" Izuna said shocking his head and clinging to the bucket tightly in fear that Madara will snatch it , "but Izuna I am older and carrying the bucket with one hand is a piece of cake" Madara said , Izuna just refused to give him the bucket and continued wobbling , half dragging half carrying the bucket not over three centimeters over the ground , or practically swinging the bucket and putting it down continuously .
"But Izuna! You are young and this stress on your spine might bend it or worse break it" Madara said , catching up to Izuna while holding the bucket with one hand , "nooooooooooo nooooo" Izuna screamed furiously and the commotion caused his bucket to fall into the ground and to spill , Izuna jumped back avoiding the water while the water spilled all over Madara's feet , Madara just raised the bucket with a sigh , the bucket still containing some amount of water in it .
"Did you see Izuna! That's when you don't hear big brother's words" Madara said , feeling disgusted by the water on his sandals under his feet making the sandals slippery and forming mud with the dirt under his feet .
Izuna toke the now almost-empty bucket and continued walking with his brother , Madara's feet slipping inside the sandals much to his annoyance , and to make it worse his feet slipped outside the sandals and the sole of his feet touched the ground , dirt and little grains of sand stuck to his sole and thus the sandals end up all dirt , and let me tell you it's painful to walk while your foot is pressing dirt grains .
Madara and Izuna then approached an old man and drop their buckets in front of him , "here uncle Hiraku , this is the water for your bath" Madara said and bowed to his elder , Izuna's following him , "thank you young youth , you'll make a good leader" the old man replied , "thanks uncle Hiraku , now we'll be taking our leave" Madara said and rose from the deep bow , the old man nodded at him and smiled .
Then Madara and Izuna went back to there home expecting a nice meal for breakfast .
They approached the house and there noses caught the smell of something delicious , one two three , they ran racing .
Or let's say it dramatically...
He looked at his younger brother...
he looked at his elder brother then...!
THEY BOTH RAN , racing to the kitchen , who ever steps first will have the courtesy of selecting the ramen bowl he wants .
They both crowded the door then the elder brother pushed aside his younger brother who fell to the ground , Madara entered and chose the bowl with the largest amount of ramen .
"Aah come on aniki , you cheated" younger brother whined , "that's what anikis are for otouto" elder brother said while munching on his food .
"Now now boys there's no largest amount , all of the bowls are equal" said there mother , "but the dish aniki toke was clearly containing amount larger than the other bowls" Izuna whined , there mother sighed and used her chopsticks to take ramen from her bowl and put it into Izuna's bowl , Izuna's perked up and stuck his tongue at Madara , Madara just glared at him , why Izuna's always getting the largest amount of their mother's delicious cooking! There mother's rarely cooking and when she cooks that's always a happy day .