𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 21

FUC𑁋

Haruka felt sick to her stomach when she woke up the next day. Her memory was a bit hazy at first, but as soon as she recalled that kiss, they came flooding in like a typhoon. She wasn't sure if she wanted to puke, scream, cry, or all of the above. She made a complete fool out of herself and may have even fucked up everything.

"I want you to pull my hair and call me your little slut𑁋"

Her hands clapped over her face and she groaned loudly into them. She wanted the whole night to go away.

Why did she say Tobirama's name?

What is wrong with her?

Hopefully if she played her cards right, Madara would completely forget about everything she said.

"Oh, I see you've finally decided to wake up," Haruka could hear the smirk in Madara's tone. She hated it.

She grabbed the blanket and threw it over her head, "Oh god, please don't look at me. I genuinely. . .I just. . ." She couldn't find any words to say to him. "ARGH!"

Madara laughed at her embarrassment as he walked to her side of the bed. His pale fingers curled around the top of the blanket as they slowly pulled it down to reveal her red face. Her eyes stayed far away from his.

"I thought you were pretty entertaining last night," He smiled down at her. "I learned a lot about the innocent Haruka."

She wanted to tear her whole body apart slowly, limb by limb. Her big, puppy like eyes glanced over at him, "You won't tell anyone about my secret will you?"

"Which one?" He smirked. "You being extremely kinky or you not being related to your parents?"

Her hands were covering her face again and he was laughing once more, "One, I am not kinky. Please don't do any of those things to me, ever. Two, yes. That secret." Her fingers moved so that her eyes could peek outside. "If you were to tell anyone I'd get in serious trouble and they might even send me back and if they do then I might get in trouble back at home and they might even hang me. . ."

"Woah," Madara put his hands up to stop her blabbering. "Calm down, I won't do any of that. Your secret is safe with me. Also I doubt you not being related to your family would cause any harm, they did adopt you so you're still royalty in a sense."

"And what if I told you this was all a scheme to take down my village from the inside?" She raised an eyebrow and leaned closer.

He took a moment to think about Haruka's words, "Yeah, I would probably say something, but you're too nice to do that."

Haruka shrugged, "Yeah, that's true."

Madara's deep voice shook as he chuckled, "Well I'm going to continue making breakfast if you want any." He turned on his heel and started to head for the door.

She finally swung her feet over the other side of the bed, "Maybe later, I think I'm going to go for a walk to clear my head about last night." She laughed at the last part of her sentence.

Her words caused Madara to stop in the doorway, "Right, a walk."

This was a good segway into the innocent Haruka who has never done anything wrong in her life. She's been perfecting it for years ever since she was a small child stealing food from sellers. The big innocent eyes, the small walk, the sweet voice with praising words. It always worked no matter what.

She pushed herself up from the bed so she could slowly make her way over to him. His eyes turned back to her, looking deep into her's. They shined as if she had opened her eyes for the first time and had no guilty conscience.

Her hand slithered against her arm, "About your question last night, do you really think I'm cheating on you?"

His eyes softened, he was already falling for it, "To be honest, I don't know anymore. You leave for such long 'walks' and you seem to have no problem with not being touched and what not that it makes me believe that there's someone else behind the scenes. But last night you said someone's name and so now I want to say yes, but at the same time I want to believe that you're not cheating on me."

"Madara," Haruka said his name sternly. "I would never cheat on you, okay? I'm only gone for so long during these walks because I'm admiring the village and hoping that the village doesn't turn out like mine. I'm beyond grateful to be married to the man that helped create this village." She was surprised at how much bullshit could leave her mouth so easily.

"So then where did Tobirama come from?"

Her heart skipped a beat, but she played it off with a scoff, "I genuinely have no idea where that came from. I've only met that man once and he looked like he smelled, so. . ." She'd have to apologize to him later.

Madara's lips curved into a smile, "Are you lying to me, Haruka?"

The gift of the lie had been perfectly packaged, now it was time for the wrapping, "I would never lie to you, my love." She had never cringed so hard in her life, but it was only going to get worse. Now it was time for the tape. Her hand reached up to his cheek as she stepped a little closer to him. She pushed herself up on her toes so that their faces could be closer together. She didn't even hesitate to press her lips to his. He flinched at her touch but eventually went with it. She on the other hand wanted to take it back before she started puking. But now it was time for the bow on top. Her lips trailed away from his lips over to his ears. She whispered softly, "Also, I really liked it when you pulled my hair last night."

Guilt was practically tearing away Haruka's skin. For one thing she was supposed to love Madara right? That's her husband. But she can't because she's in love with another man, Tobirama. So when she does romantic things with Madara she feels like she's cheating on Tobirama even though in reality she's cheating on Madara. It was a whole mess and she was tired of it.

"Haruka?" Tobirama murmured while he worked away. His breath hit the back of her neck as she sat on his lap and slumped against his chest. When she hummed a response, he asked. "Are you okay? You don't seem like yourself today."

Haruka felt like if she just said it all then she would be able to get over it possibly, "I kissed Madara." She wanted to leave out saying his name so that he wouldn't freak out.

Tobirama remained silent for a long moment. His brush still ran against the paper, but he had obviously slowed down his pace. A pang of guilt sunk into her heart. She shouldn't have said that.

But instead of getting mad, he chuckled, "Oh no! You kissed your husband! You don't have to tell me these things, Haruka. I'm sure you guys kiss all the time."

Now it was her turn to laugh, "Actually we kissed for the first time last night."

His brush came to a full stop, "Wait what?"

"Yep," She turned her head slightly to see his wide eyes. "The most we had done before that was shake hands when we met."

"You're only saying that because you think I'm jealous, aren't you?" He turned over to her.

"No?" She smirked. "I never said anything about you being jealous. . ." His cheeks turned red as he quickly turned away from her again. "Aw baby! Don't be jealous!" Her hand turned him back to her. "You're the only man I'll ever love, okay? No matter what."

He couldn't hide his smile, "Is it bad that I want to be with you forever?"

"I sure hope not," Her brows etched themselves together. "Because I feel the same way." Tobirama chuckled as he leaned over to her and she leaned back. Their lips met perfectly in the middle just like they always do. She pulled away quickly though because she wanted to ask a question. "Would you treat me differently if we were married?"

His smile never faded, "Of course I would."

She smirked, "How so?"

"You already know how."

"I know, I just want to hear it again."

He rolled his eyes. He never liked getting all mushy about their relationship, but he knows she does, "If we were married I would make you the happiest girl in the whole village. We'd have children running all over the place with white hair, blue hair, red eyes, pink eyes." Her smile grew at that part. It even remained when he came in for a kiss. "And we'd have all the food in the world." Another kiss against her cheek. "I'd be able to hold you while you slept." A kiss against her jaw. "I could wake up next to you and the first thing I'd see is your gorgeous smile." Now one against her neck which made her body stiffen. "I could teach you everything I know." A kiss in the crook of her neck. "We could learn all the dances there are to know." He pulled down the sleeve of her kimono down slightly so that her shoulder would be exposed. He kissed her now opened shoulder. His lips went back to her neck while his hands started to sneak through the opening of her kimono. She leaned her head back and let herself relax in his arms.

"AND, I'D MAKE YOU FORGET ALL ABOUT THAT DAMNED UCHIHA."