set in crownverse
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"what was that...?"
madara closed their bedroom door behind his back. "just drunk men arguing and fighting to the woods. i sent them back to the main road." moonlight fell on the outline of his body as he circled the futon, and lay down.
"it happens quite often lately..." hashirama stifled a yawn. "many sake houses open until late night. do you think we should limit their hours...?"
"i'd agree if it wouldn't incur protests from the hyuuga." madara found her waist, pulling his wife closer to him. "sake brings good profit for konoha, it keeps people happy too. we just need to deal with the drunks."
"Assigning anbu-?"
"they're for outside threat. this is non-lethal. a... team, made of various clansmen without masks are more suitable. non-hard approach, to negotiate rather than to punish. genin can do supervised day patrol... why are you grinning?"
hashirama shook her head. "nothing."
"that's not nothing." madara held her chin. "speak."
"i like it when you're like this," hashirama whispered, then added after seeing his confused face, "looking so excited planning for konoha."
"did i...?"
"you sounded happy. i'm happy." she hugged him.
"happy enough to add another baby?" madara teased.
"nice try but i'm too tired," hashirama mumbled. "paperwork and pregnancy don't go well together..."
yet few weeks later the hokage had both going at the same time. no, she regretted nothing at all, because while taking breaks hashirama could watch madara reviewing reports from their trembling subordinates, and he looked dangerously attractive while working.
although at this rate, she was sure she'd be pregnant again before their newest kid could walk.