Authors Note
This story has been adopted from the wonderful Forever Gypsy.
All characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi.
Sorry for the long wait ... I broke my laptop and had to save up for another one. ...
Chapter
VII
... Free Fall ...
'What the fuck was that!" Madara watched as Hashirama pointed at Sakura from a corner he'd been cowering in as he started screaming at her. Sakura growled, she actually growled as she attempted once more to get off the bed. "Get over here you big oaf! I'm going to cut off your fucking dick and feed it to you!"
... She really had quite the imagination. ... Hashirama only shook his head. "No you stay far- far away from me!" Sakura looked aghast as she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Me! I'm not the one that's forcing themselves into other people's minds! Now get over here so I can kill you!"
Sakura's eyes were on fire as she shook her first at the Senju, she started grabbing whatever was closest to her and began to throw them at Hashirama. Her target jumping around in his little corner as he avoided each hit. Finally Sakura had gotten herself off the bed as she stood on weak legs. Glaring death and dismemberment at him and Hashirama.
He couldn't believe that someone so small was keeping a secret like that in themselves. ... Whatever that was, he wasn't exactly sure what he'd just seen. Had that been a literal inner demon? A manifestation of her hate?
If he'd been bugged by the questions before he was more so with these new questions that started to swirl around his mind.
The situation escalated the moment Sakura found the energy to jump onto Hashirama and start scratching at his face. Hashirama attempted to pull of the smaller being as he screamed at the top of his lungs. "Not the face, my perfect face! Madara!"
He debated, watching Sakura attempt to tear off Hashirama's face was rather amusing actually. "Fuck your ugly mug! How does it feel? Does it feel good you ugly pig!" "Madara help me!"
Then Sakura pulled out a kunai. His eyes wide, he forgot to search the shack before they'd set Sakura down. Rushing he grabbed at Sakura's waist and ripped her off and threw the kunai away from the three of them. "No! Let me carve his face off!"
"Madara control her!" Sakura thrashed in his arms as she attempted to get out of his hold. "Control me! I'm not some subservient minion you dumbshit!" He covered her mouth and she bit his fingers.
He shuddered and he controlled the urges that began to rush through him. He leaned next to her ear and whispered, watching as she stiffened as his hold on her tightened. "Just know the next time you bite me like that, I will bite back". She trembled and it reverberated back to him in the most pleasant way.
He took in a deep breath as he calmed himself down and waited for Sakura to calm down as well. He sympathized with her anger, they'd entered her mind, raped her most sacred of places and she was angry, he understood all to well.
He looked over at Hashirama who stayed in the corner, watching Sakura with large watery eyes, the scratches on his face looking rather nasty. "Now that we're all calm down I'm going to let go of you and you will not attempt to attack either myself or Hashirama am I clear?" She scoffed. "Don't treat me like I'm a child Uchiha".
Shrugging, he turned around and threw her onto the bed as ungracefully as possible. "Fine then, and here I thought I was being nice". She glared as she sat up in her bed. "Nice! Nice! You used your Sharingan on me! You went into my head!"
He nodded his head as he crouched in front of her bed. He was beginning to notice that she responded better when they were eye level, not that he was as tall as Hashirama, but with her on the bed it seemed easier to calm her down this way.
Looking back at Hashirama he forced him away. "Go back to the teahouse and clean those scratched". Hashirama walked out touching his face as he did so. "She ruined my beautiful face!"
Sakura glared at the Senju's back until she couldn't see him anymore and he sighed as he rubbed his chin. The shack was quiet between them and he wondered what he was going to do.
Hashirama and Sakura were like cats and dogs, except Sakura was more of a leopard to Hashirama's lap dog. "You couldn't have just punched him?" She looked down and inspected her nails then. "That was the plan but the more he avoided the angrier I got and the more I wanted to rip his face off".
Not being able to hold it in he chuckled. Gods did he understand what she was talking about, Hashirama just had that face you loved at first before he opened his mouth and made you want to push that damned face into a wall. "See I can't have that, if we're going to make it to the border, the three of us can't go and kill each other". She shrugged her shoulders.
"But of course it's okay to rape the others mind". He had that coming. "I deserved that". She didn't even look at him. "No you deserve a kunai being twisted into your larynx ... slowly".
Gods that imagination of hers. "I needed to see, you don't exactly give us any answers to questions we have". She still didn't look at him as she took to inspecting her nails once more. "I don't have to either".
If he'd thought she was complicated before, this cold personality of hers was even worse, she was cutting them off completely now. He didn't blame her, Hashirama's idea backfired completely. He should have known it would, just by looking at her Genjutsu work he could tell that her mind didn't work like others.
Those Genjutsu traps were so terrifyingly beautiful. ... He looked back to her then. "I'm sorry". Her neck seemed to snap quickly then and he knew that he had her complete attention then and she seemed very surprised at his words. "You didn't serve that, and I can tell you it won't happen again".
He was thrown to the ground then with Sakura's eyes looking straight into his, her eyes moving quickly as she took his in. He held his breath, she looked like a true predator in that single moment, her eyes were like cold steel as she looked his face and eyes over, his arms pinned above his head with her legs on both sides of his waist and cloak hitched up at her thighs. Her nails were long, long like talons and this close up he could see the different colors that made up her otherworldly green eyes. Her pale skin was really perfect with no imperfections not even a single pore or freckle could be seen.
The Sharingan wielder was the mesmerized one in this single moment of time.
Then she poked him between the eyes. "Strange" She poked him again, this time on the cheek. "You seem so genuine when you speak" Her talons were right above his eye and he broke free from her grasp as he grabbed her hand from continuing it poking. She demanded then. "Say it again".
He wasn't sure what she was talking about and as her gem colored eyes went from cold and unyielding to nearly pleading with him when he realized what she words she was looking for. He let go of her hand then and leaned up, using the back of his hands as leverage and she crouched above his pelvis now, waiting for him to say those words that seemed so very important to her. He wanted to reach out with his hands and touch her, console her like humans did, but she was so very far and so very close that it was disorientating to him. Her voice shook and he swore he could see right into her soul in that very moment. "Say it again Uchiha Madara".
"I'm sorry".
It hadn't taken long, and like clockwork the Senju clan had appeared at their doorstep, the tall albino heir with his shoulders squared as he lead the Senju Elders through the Uchiha gates, glaring as he passed the Uchiha's that had stopped to stare at the strange sight.
They were strange to look at, all different colored skin tones, hair colors, eye colors ... Specifically Senju Tobirama was the oddest of all Senju with his pasty skin and demon red eyes and giants height.
The meeting between the clans was brutal and realizing that Madara and Hashirama had set it up when they were not there had been clearly planned between the two Chiefs. Each side was stiff and insulting towards the other and it grated on his nerve as at every move the Uchiha made the Senju attacked expecting them to bow down to their demands. At the end of the meeting the only thing that they were able to come to an agreement was that they'd all relinquish their flags and use a single flag that would represent their united village.
Tobirama looked all to please with that smirk on his disgusting face as he lead his kinsmen back towards the Senju lands. No matter how much clearer his mind was, he still wanted to smack the Senju heir across the face and not in the playful way that Madara did with Hashirama either.
The sun had set by the time new people had decided to make camp in front of their compound and he rubbed his head when he saw the clan insignia on the flag. 'Fuck'
If there was one clan that nobody wanted near them it was definitely the Hyuga clan and their wicked eyes and fingers. Spooky looking as they were, having those brown and black heads with those creepy pearl eyes put the Uchiha's on edge.
"Izuna-san" He didn't turn his attention away from the clan that sat right outside their gates, he already knew it was his uncle that was attempting to speak with him. "What is it?" He could feel the older mans arrogrant aura even from this distance, it seemed suffocating the closer he got to him, the old man should feel lucky that they weren't anything like the previous Uchiha Chiefs who would have undoubtedly snapped him in two for not using the proper title when being addressed.
This was Uchiha Hachiro though, a man that needed to be carefully regarded, despite his sickly frame, the man had lived to see three chiefs fall and numerous elders and soldiers die and be replaced. Despite being the first born son Hachiro been skipped over for Chief and this elder had become particularly good at Genjutsu techniques, so good in fact that nearly all of the Uchiha Elders followed him like a flock of sheep now. Personally he and Madara had come to the belief that with how easily they were swayed over by Hachiro they had to have been under Genjutsu most of the time they held meetings. Alas it was too much to think about or look into thoroughly as they had always been so busy dealing with the Senju and other important things that the clan needed to focus on.
Uchiha Hachiro was dangerous to Madara though, he'd been dangerous to their father too, but as Hachiro had been his fathers half-brother and their precious fallen father hadn't seen the snake for what it truly was, he'd allowed the Elder to gain the power over the other Elders as he'd turned an oblivious eye. Madara was chief now though and Madara wasn't a fool. This Elder had been attempting to replace Madara as the Chief since he'd been once again passed over and he hadn't been quiet about it either.
Nobody wanted Hachiro as chief though, they'd loose to much, he was a power hungry, greedy old man stuck in the past. The laws and regulations of the old Uchiha clan needed to stay in the past, they wouldn't survive if Hachiro got his way, and they were so very close to being done with having to deal with the loses the clan took so much of.
Whatever this Elder wanted could not be good. "Do not make me repeat myself". He could almost feel the smirk that the Elder had on his face. "I understand that Madara has declined once more to make arrangements for a future wife".
He almost groaned out loud 'Not this again'. "If you haven't noticed Madara-sama has been rather busy as of late, particularly with the safekeeping of the clans future, worrying about a true-born heir has been pushed to the side for the time being".
"And we're all so very proud of him for all the hard work he's been putting into the clan, but the other Elders and I have had some discussions and we've become rather worried. If this peace treaty happens to fail, we can't have Madara-sama perishing before he's given any true-born heirs".
Gods what he would give to switch places with a guard right now, but Hachiro wasn't finished yet. 'Of course there's more'. "So we've all come to a rather difficult decision today". He highly doubted it had been difficult for Hachiro. "With Madara's future in an unknown place, we the counsel have thought it best to begin preparing you as the next Chief, and upon Madara's return we will make sure that the switch over will begin, and once you've taken your seat as the Chief you will take a wife, I've already found a wife from a very promising clan, you'll need an heir as soon as possible so that no one can challenge you for the position, especially Madara".
Did they really think we would overthrow his own brother? They must have thought him stupid, or maybe Hachiro was that convincing to the rest of the Elders. "No".
"This is not a debate, the rest of the elders have already agreed that Madara needs to be replaced with a proper Chief". Finally he turned his attention to the elder and smirked at him. "I said no". Activating his Sharingan he held in the gasp as it stung him, but the effect of showing it to Hachiro did what it needed to do.
Despite his talent at being great in Genjutsu, Hachiro had been passed over for his bastard half-brother for a reason. The elder had never been able to awaken his Sharingan. "Listen to me very closely, if I even hear another peep about this, as the heir-apparent I will use my power and have the guards force all of you on house arrest until Madara returns and we both know that Madara will not stand for this talk of treachery, so do yourself a favor and stepdown".
Hachiro gulped and Izuna smirked as he formed a ball of fire in his hand, playing with it and knowing that Hachiro was not prepared to physically fight against him.
Because everyone knew, everyone knew that Hachiro couldn't fight against a Sharingan wielder, especially one who had mastered Seishitsu Henka. He rolled the ball around his hand then and watched as Hachiro began to walk away slowly.
"Oh and Hachiro-san, I need you to go to the Capital for a bit, with the peace treaty coming together, I thought it best if Madara-sama and the rest of the Elders had the best clothing to wear when we officially signed the peace treaty, I mean we must look our best right? So if you could be a wonderful Elder and pick up some fabrics I'd be most delighted".
Hachiro needed to get far, far away from Madara, because the moment he heard about this he and the rest of the elders were dead, especially if he was unable to talk Madara down. "Of course Izuna-sama". He bowed before he turned away.
Smirking he placed the flame between his hands and watched as it died. 'Well that was relatively easy'. Deactivating his Sharingan he pinched the bridge of his nose.
His head hurt as if he'd drunk sake all night and his eyes stung. Shaking his head he held in the groan. Sakura had told him, she had specifically told him not to use his Sharingan for an entire week and not even seventy-two hours later he'd gone and did the opposite.
'It was so worth it to see Hachiro's reaction though'.
Looking down at the Hyuga he motioned for a guard, they appeared before him quickly as they bowed. "Send word to my brother about the Hyuga", "Hai Izuna-sama!"
Now all he had to do was make sure that the Hyuga didn't try to push past the gate, but considering they weren't making any moves as of yet, he figured that they had somehow heard or saw the Uchiha and Senju speaking with one another instead of fighting. That in itself would worry any other clan, because if the Senju and Uchiha weren't fighting anymore then that meant they were allies.
Being allied with a clan like the Senju's wasn't preferable to him, but considering the pro's outweighed the cons they'd take it, they had to in order for the Uchiha clan to survive.
Next on his list was trying to figure out how to break their precious Sakura from her shell while trying to figure out how he was going to convince Madara to marry her then convince the Elders to allow a marriage between her and Madara.
... Fighting the Hyuga and Senju seemed easier than that ...
With her sitting nearly on top of him that was how Hashirama stormed back into the shack.
Time seemed to freeze then as Hashirama took in the scene, neither him or Sakura had separated from each other, and he wasn't going to lie about it, she looked rather good on top of him. He'd never had a woman on top before and seeing one on top of him like this made him wish he'd thought of it in his earlier years.
Finally Hashirama broke the silence. "Please tell me I just walked in when she was attempting to kill you because if it isn't I do hope this makes her nicer".
Sakura was quick to understand what Hashirama was suggesting and she was even quicker as she reached into his weapons pouch and pull out a kunai and threw it directly at Hashirama. Of course though he avoided it. "Pervert!"
Hashirama ran out of the shack again. Sakura glared daggers at where he had been standing, before standing up on shaky legs. Where she'd found the energy for all of that he didn't know because right then he'd had to catch her from collapsing onto the floor.
"You really need to rest". She nodded her head in agreement and he helped her back onto the cot.
She wrapped herself tighter into her cloak reaching over to pull her hood back over her bandana covered head. "Sakura-san?" She looked up at him with those large eyes of hers and he calculated how he was going to breach the subject. "What was that ... what we saw?"
Those green eyes flashed coldly at him for the briefest moment and he froze for that single second, she pulled her hood over herself. "Hate Uchiha-san".
For a single moment he wanted to use his Sharingan to force her into telling him instead of spewing more lies and riddles, he reeled himself in though. The Uchiha clan needed her, needed her knowledge, he couldn't hurt her, she was too important to hurt. Turning away from her he left the shack and her inside of it and searched for Hashirama's chakra signature. Feeling it he jumped down.
The ground cracked a bit as he landed and he looked up at Hashirama who was leaning against the large tree.
With arms crossed and eyes shut in deep thought he knew that Hashirama was thinking about something really hard. "She's a wild one". he shrugged his shoulders at the other mans comment knowing he couldn't see it.
He rather liked that she didn't follow anyone else's rules but her own. "But isn't that the most charming part about her?" Hashirama opened his eyes then. "Look at my face Madara! She tried to rip my actual face off!"
Oh he seemed to be really thinking about something serious right now. "Perhaps you should have just taken the hit, I talked to her about it and she agreed that the more you avoided the more angry she felt and I completely understand where she's coming from. Every time your mouth opens I feel like I need to rip your tongue out".
"That's not funny Madara". What a shame, he had thought it was. "What happened in there? I can't remember a time anyone has ever gotten so close to you before". Another shrug.
"She caught me off guard". A neat brow lifted on Hashirama's head. "How'd you get her to calm down?" "I'm not the one that sealed her chakra away and I'm not the one keeping her chakra sealed either, I'd prefer myself as well if that were the case".
"You saw her Madara, she's unpredictable and then there's that thing in her head, she has an actual monster in her head, I can't undo the seals now, especially after that".
"So you're going back on your agreement with her? That's a bad idea Hashirama, you remember the story of the Three Queens right?" There was a definite lesson learned from stories. Obviously Hashirama had figured that out yet.
Hashirama closed his eyes and then rubbed his neck in frustration. "Don't you think I know that it's a bad decision! I've been mewling it over since she tried to scratch my skin off!" The Senju then pushed off the tree and turned away from him out of frustration and groaned.
"There's something about her it just pulls me towards her Madara, but then she did that, she has that thing, Madara I understand that you're attracted to her, she is a pretty little thing but she's dangerous"
Crossing his arms he looked up at the tree, being able to see the shack a little more easier now. "Whom ever said I was attracted to her". "I'm not an idiot Madara" Looking over at Hashirama he noticed that the Senju crossed his arms against his chest as well and was now facing him.
"I get it Madara, really I do, my entire life I've been told that the Uchiha's are demons with demonic eyes and now here's this girl that doesn't runaway from Uchiha Madara's Sharingan and any other time I'd give you all the privacy in the world with her and let you have your way but Sakura ... A part of me, the part that sounds a lot like Tobi-chan, that little voice has been telling me there's something wrong here with her".
Was he so easy to read? "Your paranoia is based off of Tobirama's belief". Hashirama shook his head. "His paranoia is based off some truth though, don't you feel it even just a little bit, Somethings just not right about her?"
"No". Hashirama rubbed his forehead then. "It doesn't matter, I'm still not going to change my mind, she cannot be unsealed". "She's already cracked the seal" So far all he saw was Hashirama's face with Tobirama's mouth and words.
Hashirama though surprised him. "Then you'll use your Sharingan to make it so that she can't remember how to continue breaking it".
Looking down at the ground he frowned, that couldn't happen the Uchiha needed her, he needed her. He just couldn't tell Hashirama, the moment that Hashirama found out about his eyesight was the same moment Tobirama, the Senju and the rest of the Uchiha found out and that could not happen. "Hashirama, she saved Izuna's life, I owe her a life debt, I can't harm her".
Hashirama pulled at the roots of his head as he groaned. "You won't be hurting her though! If anything you'd be saving her life, think about it Madara! If you make her forget about the seals you can make her forget about her chakra and you can take away the memories of her past and replace them with something good" And they would be risking destroying her mind to.
That's even if he could use his Sharingan on her.
A person's Genjutsu work told a lot about how strong their mind was and taking apart that Genjutsu trap had told him more than he needed to know about Sakura's mind before they even got a look into her mind.
Then he'd have to find a way to get past her defense mechanisms just to do it and he wasn't sure if that would work. A defense mechanism like that was created to protect and keep others out.
"You saw what I saw, she's protected her mind and I took apart that Genjutsu trap she'd done and that was better than anything I've ever seen Hashirama, even if you somehow convinced me to do it, I can't guarantee that she won't break the Genjutsu or that the Sharingan won't damage her irrevocably".
"That's a chance we need to take though, think about it, if we do this ... You could at least sleep with her then especially without the fear of her slitting your throat". There was an interesting thought. "I don't have that fear Hashirama". It was obvious that Hashirama had a fear of someone attempting to kill him while having sex.
... What an interesting thing to learn ... "Hashirama". "Madara" He pinched the bridge of his nose, he was getting to old to keep fighting with Hashirama. "We need her knowledge".
Hashirama went back to leaning against the tree and crossed his arms. "She already taught us how to heal burn wounds and clean out infections, that right there will give us an up on others".
Was Hashirama really going to turn down medical knowledge, dare he say that even Tobirama wouldn't do such a thing. "Hashirama she saved Izuna's life". "Yes I get that Madara! You feel grateful towards her I get it I really do!"
Gods this man was an idiot! "Hashirama that wound was fatal and she healed his eyes". Hashirama dropped his arms then and looked over at him.
"What are you talking about?" He hadn't wanted to let anybody outside the Uchiha know, but this was a last ditch effort before Hashirama found a different clan to take care of Sakura. "Izuna was basically dead by the time we got back to the Uchiha healers, there was nothing anyone could do, then somehow Sakura and whomever she'd been with had gotten passed the guards and took Izuna and a week later he suddenly appeared in front of the gates no injuries, not even a scare and he had his eyesight fixed and she even fixed his mind ... Imagine the village we created if all the healers had been trained by her".
"We'd be unstoppable". He nodded his head in agreement. "We can't just erase her, I don't believe she's dangerous ... I just think she's ... scared".
That was it, she was scared of something, maybe seeing what happened to her family and home had scared her and turned her into what she was now.
"That girl scared, I can't see anything scaring her". No nothing seemed to scare her and that's what was worrisome. If he was correct in his theory about her being scared then that would mean that whatever happened must of been something so horrible that it twisted her into this wild being.
"Give her a chance, you saw how pleasant she was earlier, we just need to get more of that out of her". Hashirama continued to shake his head then. "I didn't like that version of her either, she still picked on me".
Another nose bridge pinch and he reeled himself in enough not to slap the fool, Hashirama continued then. "But I suppose we should give her another chance, we are taking a chance on each other and considering our history with each other it says a lot" Ah finally some sense of reasoning from Hashirama.
"But Madara, the next time she steps out of line like that we will have to handle it".
Growing up within the main clan as the second heir he'd always wondered about why his father and Madara had always seemed to disappear so suddenly, even after his father had passed and Madara ascended as Chief with himself becoming the heir-apparent, Madara had continued to disappear without a moment's notice. At the time his mind had been too focused, too clouded with the war against the Senju's to truly concern himself with his duties. Now he completely understood everything, and cursed Sakura for clearing his mind out at this moment, despite her good intentions. Not even a single hour had passed before a guard had appeared to let him know that his aunt was now expecting to see him.
Old bastards needed to leave him alone, first the Elders had come to him complaining about Madara leaving them without discussing the situation, then Hachiro came about with his stupidity and now his aunt.
Rubbing at his forehead he breathed in carefully, counting the seconds before breathing out. Madara was supposed to have a true-born heir and wife that were required to handle all this by now. Of course Madara didn't believe in doing anything unless he thought it necessary and having a true-born heir and wife was not considered necessary to him.
He was beginning to understand it though, why the Chiefs had so many children all the time. They were breeding in order to have their heirs to deal with all the clan business while they sat around and thought of ways to kill the Senju's.
This being pulled in every fucking directions was getting on his last nerves.
Oh he was angry too! Finally understanding the unanswered questions about Madara's rather weird character traits, he understood, with how this clan was beginning to pick and pull at him now that they thought they could rely on him. No wonder Madara was the way he was, the idiots had created that demon spawn! Then went around and complained about their Chief amongst each other.
This could not continue anymore, when Madara returned and the treaty finalized the Uchiha Elders would see a serious reform. They couldn't continue to live in this democracy, it hadn't worked when they'd first started it and it still didn't. Democracy was a joke, everything was always a majority vote and eleven against two was not a fair voting strategy when Hachiro controlled every say of the Elders. Although Hachiro was useful for some things, even he understood what was at steak if someone didn't control those old fools. If it was up the Elders though, the 'Pillars' of the community, they'd have less women and less money and they'd continue the fight with the Senju's until either the Senju's or Uchiha's or possibly even both had been wiped out completely and war was exhausting, and he and Madara were getting too old to continue playing a pawn for their ancestors fued.
Now though they were looking at him to be the puppet, to overthrow his own brother, his blood! What a sham! Madara tolerated the Elders only because he found it amusing when they thought he actually cared about them, but now it was just plain annoying. Plotting a coup against their own Chief, pitting brothers against each other, the thought made him sick to his stomach.
As he made his way towards the branch homes he attempted to calm himself down.
They thought that they could control him! The old fools hadn't learned anything! They barely had a grasp on his father and grandfather and they couldn't even control Madara so they thought he'd turn out to be the sheep and allow them to puppet him around. It was so outrageous that he knew only Hachiro could have been behind it all, because out of all the Elders only his uncle was as conniving and was this dramatic, and this shit stuck of his uncle.
Was it because of how he'd been acting with this the darkness controlling him that made them think he'd be willing to hurt Madara? Was that what gave Hachiro and the Elders the idea? Would he have been willing to hurt Madara if Tobirama and Sakura hadn't intervened?
... He didn't like the thought that there may have been a yes to that answer.
Also the thought that the demon Senju actually doing him a favor didn't sit right with him either.
As he came to the appointed home he tried to calm his mind and clear it of everything. It was a risky move going anywhere near this particular Uchiha woman and he couldn't let anyone know about Sakura outside the four brothers and the healers.
Uchiha Kita had become renowned within the clan for her unusual ability to just know things she shouldn't, from thoughts to feelings she just had to look at you to know what was in your soul and your mind. Considering her history and upbringing he couldn't ever figure out how or even where she had developed this ability but it had saved him and Madara from being placed into horribly arranged marriages, and she'd also saved them from Hachiro's scheming ways so they considered themselves rather lucky to have their aunt.
Outside her special ability their aunt was a force to be reckoned with, she had married a nobleman from the Capital and had created a network within the Capitals aristocratic circles in order to use for the Uchiha's sake. While she hadn't had any children with her noblemen husband she still had earned his lands and titles before returning back to the Uchiha clan after her husbands death. Selling some of it had allowed the Uchiha clan to live a little more comfortably than some other clans, excluding the Senju's. Although considering the rumor about the Senju's money situation he didn't consider any of that.
And the women of the clan flocked to her, despite the fact that she wasn't even an Elder, because even the Uchiha's couldn't believe in having a female Elder. With the knowledge of the royal court and the fact that she'd been educated to the highest degree because of her background she was the only woman they'd ever met that could kill a person with words just as much as with a blade. ... That was until they'd met Sakura.
No matter what though, Uchiha Kita was considered the Matriarch of the clan by everyone around them, she completed most of the tasks the Matriarch was charged with, completing them with pride and poise and nobody would dare speak against her. Kita was not someone even the Elders or even his uncle Hachiro himself would triffle with.
The guards slid the shoji screen open then and he saw that Kita was sitting on the floor, tea pot in hand and pouring the hot tea into the cup already.
If there was anything anyone could say about Kita though, it was that she truly was the definition of Uchiha beauty, even at her accelerated age, she was beautiful, her thick long chestnut colored hair was streaked proudly with grays. The soft wrinkles around her eyes and lips were held with gratitude and the smoothness of her softly sun soaked skin retained the youthfulness that had long since passed but glowed with a magical knowledge that no one could challenge her about.
Her pink full lips smiled softly at him and she held out the tea for him. "Izuna-kun, so glad you could make it". He sat down across from her and took the tea from her delicate hands.
Leaning over he kissed her on the cheek. "I always make time for you". She nodded her head as she poured her own cup. "So what did you want to see me about?"
She laughed a musical note. "Oh my precious Izuna-kun you always have been the serious one!" He could have fun, why didn't anyone believe he could have fun? Her onyx colored eyes regarded him carefully before she continued. "I understand that my precious brother returned recently from a sabbatical" He nodded his head. "Yes now that I think about it Hachiro did just come back recently, but I sent him to the Capital for new fabrics, what with it going to be a special occasion I thought we should dress for it".
A nod of her head then. "I see ... So you know that he hadn't returned alone right?" He placed his cup down as he looked over at his aunt.
"I did not know that, I'm sure Madara would have told me this information if he'd been informed as well". Madara would have definitely told him that his uncle came back with an outsider.
I've already found a wife ... Of course. "I believe now that I know about it. Hachiro and I had just had a conversation earlier before, he had claimed that he'd found a wife for me". Kita leaned back with a twinkle in her eye. "Oh Izuna-kun why didn't you come to me when you had made the decision to marry?" She sighed then. "I would have found you a much better bride than whatever Hachiro-kun brought back".
Shaking his head he explained. "It's nothing like that, Hachiro was attempting to overthrow Madara by voting him out and voting me in, he'd made all the arrangements to ensure my claim by convincing the Elders that I should be the new Chief and getting me a wife so that I could have a true-born heir before Madara could challenge me. Alas I explained to Hachiro that I did not wish to be Chief. I see now that I may have to get more forceful with the rest of the Elders to have them understand that I am not on board with their plans".
"So you believe that he has already paid the brides token?" If he hadn't come alone then he couldn't figure out who else Hachiro would have come back with. "I believe so, he had talked about having everything done as soon as possible"
"Oh pity, we can't give her back now without insulting her clan". No they really couldn't but he refused to marry someone he had never even met. "I'll find out more about her clan and see if I can't perhaps marry her to someone else within the clan, surely they'd be understanding once they found out that Hachiro had made the arrangement without Madara's permission".
"That sounds like a good idea" Let her handle that, she did know how to talk to people better than anyone else anyhow. He took a sip of his tea then, glad that everything was figured out and he could now go home to a nice meal and have his bed back to himself again.
"So tell me about Sakura". He choked on the hot tea as it ripped through his throat, there was no possible way she could have gotten that from him. "Excuse me?"
Kita tilted her head. "The girl Sakura that the four of you brought back, the one that had stayed in Madara's private chambers". How did she do that!
"I'm sorry I don't think I understand what your talking about". She reached into the arms of her kimono and pulled out a scroll handing it over to him. "One of the healers has been very loud since the four of you came back so I went and looked into it while I could, of course I hadn't expected anything to come back so soon".
He unrolled the scroll and saw a painting ... of Sakura. Sitting on a window seal draped in a what looked to be a long white kimono her hair was thick and long and pink and her eyes large and green. She looked healthy, with more fat on her face and seen on her neck as well.
"I received that from Ninso in Yuki no Kuni". That was an interesting place to be found. "Accordingly Sakura appeared nine months after they had seen what they described as a white sun fall from the sky and she was requesting their help". Sakura was asking for help.
A white sun falling from the sky? Could they mean that night? The night of that crazy meteor shower? The same night Madara had woken from that dream? "What help of theirs did she need?" Kita only shrugged. "They don't go into detail, she was there for a few months and then she left, only a specific monk was helping her with whatever it was that she needed assistance with. He ended up dying the day before she left, they don't think she killed him, claimed he was elderly and died in his sleep. But they said that Sakura came to them from the east".
The east? The east of Yuki was Kaminari ... Another scroll was given to him then, he looked over to Kita. "It doesn't say that she's from there just that she came from the east. I wanted to wait for yours and Madara's permission before I began looking further east for information on her".
"I want you to begin this as soon as possible". The sooner they found out about Sakura the better. "As you command". Lifting the teacup once more he stopped, there was no way he was going to allow her to catch him off guard like that once more. Placing it down he looked at her smirking face.
Gods Madara had learned a lot from her. "She's rather pretty, definitely more than a Senju, beyond that hair of hers of course, she has a good attractive face, she'd make pretty Uchiha babes that's for certain".
He thought so to. "Yes I believe so too, but considering her knowledge and temperament I think she'd be better suited for Madara than anyone else within the clan". Kita looked surprised and he was glad to actually have been able to surprise her as he did.
"You want this outsider as the Uchiha Matriarch? Izuna-kun that's a lot to say, you don't seem to understand the implications of your words". He decided not to roll his eyes. "There have been other Chiefs that have married outside the clan, you, Madara and myself share the blood of an Ĺtsutsuki Clan member". Kita regarded him carefully.
"That was a different situation Izuna-kun and nearly a millennium ago too, and from the little that anyone knows is that the Chief at the time had no choice in the matter, an outsider is fine, but this Sakura has no known background so far, and from what I heard from the healers they couldn't find any clan markings upon her and from you yourself she's claimed no one has family, she's an orphan and we cannot take in an orphan, we don't know what sort of diseases she could bring to the clans blood".
This time he was the one that shrugged, refusing to acknowledge that she'd started her snooping in his mind once more. "Doesn't matter, it's happened before, besides new blood in the clan is always good". "Only if that new blood can bring in more wealth and power, if she cannot the Elders will immediately turn away the pair, you wouldn't put your brother in such a situation would you?"
"If we go by what the Elders want Madara will never give them a true-born heir". Kita sighed. "And you don't want to be Chief, you really are rather content on becoming head of the branch family".
"I won't have to deal with the Elders anymore, I'll still keep most of my privileges and get a nice home that's not shared with Madara, and on that note if I can't get Sakura to become the Matriarch then the Uchiha clan is in trouble because Madara keeps turning away potential matches and he'll only be giving the clan bastards and Leiko will kill any other woman that claims she's carrying Madara's child and I don't want to be in the main house if that happens and if Madara doesn't have bastards from anyone else that means him and Leiko will and that just cannot happen ... ever".
Kita huffed. "That Leiko, she's is a problem, if it weren't for Hachiro, Madara wouldn't have ever touched the girl, and if it weren't for my intervening we'd already have a bastard from Madara and her".
Gods neither him nor Madara wanted to have to deal with any demon that Leiko spewed out, that would just be bad. Kita looked thoughtful, "We could tell her Madara is impotent, she would definitely let go of him then" That was too risky. "If the others in the clan even heard that rumor a lot bad things could happen".
A sigh and she looked down at her tea. "We'll, maybe some serious competition will get her out". Sakura was more than competition, she was no whore from what he could tell and she was educated and could fight with and without chakra and she could bring someone back from the dead.
If Madara didn't chose Sakura he was in trouble, Madara was never going to take an Uchiha as a wife, he didn't want an Uchiha as a wife but he also turned down all of the matches they'd shown him from promising clans. He knew Madara didn't want to be Chief he took it because Hachiro couldn't be allowed to take the clan and Madara also knew that he himself didn't want the title, now Madara looked like he was about to kill off the main family.
"Let me handle the girls Izuna-kun all three of them, and you focus on your brother ... but I advise that you start considering yourself Madara's sole heir until I can figure some things out, because whether you want to put this Sakura girl in the Matriarchs seat we have no guarantee that it will happen".
With Madara his chances at being in a content position as the Head of the Branch family was beginning to seriously dwindle.
She refused to look back at either of them as she continued to maneuver them through the forest.
Hashirama was being so annoying and awkward that the thought of killing him was very, very tempting. She didn't understand it, how in the world was this man considered the God of Shinobi? Whomever gave Hashirama the moniker must have never talked with him before.
"Sakura-chan!" She popped her neck, hoping to whatever god would listen that they glue his mouth shut. "Sakura-chan!"
'Cut his vocal cords' Popping the other side of her neck she counted her heartbeats. 'Quiet you' "Sakura-chan! Are we there yet!" 'Do it, do it, do it please!'
Stopping she looked around the forest. 'We don't have access to enough chakra for that' A high whine in her head and she wasn't sure who that had come from. Having the added voice of Kaguya's chakra on top of her inner voice had seriously challenged her mental capabilities.
A weight on her shoulder and she looked up into the happy face of Hashirama as he leaned his arm on her shoulder. Grabbing his wrist she twisted it. "Ow ow ow!" He was dramatic as he twisted to his knees. "kill him! Take our chakra back' 'If we kill him we loose our chakra forever' 'Shut up!'
"Do not touch me!" Madara decided to chime in. "You should kick him while he's down or else he'll never learn his lesson". She let go of the Senju and walked away from the two. 'That's too tempting'.'He's too tempting?' 'kill that one and take his chakra for yourself'. '... That is too tempting'.
Hashirama whined. "Madara!" She turned to look back at the two, Hashirama's wrist red and beating animatedly as he held it up as if it was a broken paw instead of a twisted wrist. "Stop you're crying, we're here". Hashirama looked around then. "Where's the river? I thought we were going to the river".
She moved the brush away, Madara and Hashirama hot on her heels. She stopped and watched as Hashirama moved ahead of her and she smirked, only for it be followed promptly by a frown. Madara had pulled him away just in time and her smirk returning he screeched at the sight.
"Madara this is not a river!" Tiptoeing closer to the edge of the cliff she smirked back at the Senju. "Did I not mention that the rivers only entrance from the Uchiha and Senju lands is by the cliff?"
Hashirama pointed towards her. "Your insane!" Madara rolled his eyes. "Stop being annoying, you used to climb the mountains all the time". He turned towards her then. "Exactly how will you be getting down there". She stretched her legs and arms, before turning towards the two with a smile on her face.
Without the chakra that would be necessary to break her fall she'd have to use the little bit she had access to in order to protect her body when she hit the water. "Just like this". She waved as she pushed off the cliff and fell towards the water. Happy to see that Hashirama's face looked horrified as he tried to grab at her.
The air around her whipped around her as she fell and she held her breath and called her chakra to the top layer of her skin just as she fell into the water.
The cold water stung her skin and she looked around to see that she barely just missed the rocks that hid within the river. Swimming up to the surface she looked up at the cliff and waved at the two that looked hesitant. She mocked them as she floated in the water. "Well aren't you coming or are you too afraid of the water".
It wasn't the water she knew but the fall that scared many. It had taken her years of Tsunade pushing her off of cliff sides before she became numb to the fear.
Swimming to the shoreline she stopped as she felt someone drop behind her and she watched as Madara walked on top of the water and looked back up at Hashirama whom was still tiptoeing around the cliff.
"Is he really that scared of it?" Madara shook his head. "He's being dramatic, he used to do this all the time when we were children".
Children were fearless though, especially when in the face of their friends. "How long ago was that though?" "When we were 10 years I believe".
If she was correct in how old they were that would be nearly two decades ago. "A lot can change through the years ... maybe he isn't faking". Madara didn't make any indication that he heard her.
She turned away and kept swimming towards the shore. Stopping once more and she felt the ground start to shake all around her and Madara pulled her out of the water just in time to avoid the boulder that fell to the place she had just been floating in.
He let go of her and she fell back into the water in time to see what had happened. Hashirama had used his Mokuton to build a staircase to the bottom of the cliff. "That idiot". She looked up at Madara whom had crossed his arms by now and looked on with a glare.
Was Hashirama afraid of heights? ... Is was possible, Tsunade was a healer and had been terrified of blood because of all the things she had witnessed during the wars growing up. It was why her Shishuo had been so intent on killing off all of her fears during their training sessions.
Once she had deemed it safe she swam to the shoreline, removing her cloak as she did, wringing it out she used it to wring the water out of her hair as well. Madara had finally come to the shore and watched Hashirama. "It would seem that you were right a lot does change throughout the years".
"It can't be helped". Fixing her bandana she noticed that her hair had grown longer with the sleep she had and now was at her shoulders, mentally she groaned.
There'd be no hiding it if it continued its growth rate. damaging it with the henna had slowed it down, but still. She'd need to use the razor to cut it again. Not having the time for that she undid the bandana and fixed it to completely wrap around and hide her hair.
The single benefit of being a Jinchurriki that she had wished she had when she was younger, her hair had never been so long and thick before the sealing. For the single moment she turned and looked over towards the Uchiha who's back was facing her. Gods was his hair just the envy of all, she had only ever dreamed as a child to have hair so long and thick like his and now she did and she was in no position to allow people to see it.
A single weak moment and she kept herself away from the thought as she continued to look over to Madara whom still had his back towards her. "Thanks for saving me earlier" He shrugged his shoulders. "Couldn't be helped".
He craned his head back to look her over carefully. "You should take this time to dry your clothes before he comes down". She looked back towards the cliff where Hashirama was carefully taking each step by step down towards the shoreline, still she didn't understand he hadn't seemed terrified when they were up in her safe-house so why suddenly was he so terrified?
Shaking her head she focused herself it would be a good fifteen minutes before he got down there and she really didn't want to be undressed anywhere around his perverse ass.
"Thanks" She reached into her cloak for her bag and reached in grabbing a small leather bag that she had glued shut by a bookmaker. There was no such thing as ziplock bags in this world so she'd adapted and used double lined leather and glued it shut, she hadn't ever needed it till now. Reaching into her cloaks pocket she gripped the small razor and used it to tear open the bag revealing her second attire she'd gotten for herself.
Looking back towards Madara she noted that he still had his back towards her. ... So gentlemanly. Then again she hadn't gotten the pervert vibe from any Uchiha men she'd ever encountered. It must have been a Senju trait.
Quickly she undressed switching out her underthings, looking back again to see that he still hadn't moved from his standing position. Grabbing the nude colored leather bra she tied that on and slipped on her panties before putting her chainmail suit back on, a fresh dry pair of pants and socks and a matching black sleeved top finished up her ensemble and she felt better in the dry clothes.
Taking a seat on the sand she put on the black leg coverings she'd bought and noticed that Madara had turned around, how could he have possibly known she had fully changed?
He took a seat next to her on the sand then and she continued to fix her leg coverings around her pants. "How's your wrist?" She turned to look over at him, noting that he was watching her hands. "It's fine".
"Sakura-san?" leaned back onto her hands as she stretched her legs. "Yes Uchiha-san?" His brows were scrunched together as he continued to stare at her legs and she too looked at her legs. What could he have been staring at, did she do her leg coverings wrong?
"Where are you from?" She looked up towards him then and noticed that he had looked up at her as well.
At this point did it even really matter? Everything was gone and destroyed she had told the truth about that why care about where she'd come from if it was destroyed. "Why does it concern you so Uchiha-san?" He looked back down then.
"Your the first woman I've ever met that's worn male clothing before". "huh?" She looked down at her clothes then, what was so manly about her clothes? This was standard issue.
It hit her then hard, the more she stared at her pants and black leg coverings she came to the realization of the time era once more, sometimes she forgot what time of place she was in. Especially now being around these two, they were so much like Naruto and Sasuke ... well Hashirama was more like Naruto than anything, Madara was one-thousand times more nicer to her than Sasuke had ever been, and so much more talkative.
He didn't seem to expect an explanation from her, but she still gave him one. "When my village was destroyed my survival was dependent on nobody ever finding out I was a female, it's easier and more comfortable this way".
He looked back towards her and he leaned back on his hands mimicking her pose as he stretched out his legs. "That's interesting". She jumped as Hashirama popped his head in-between them then. "Ne Sakura-chan I bet you'd look really fine in a dress!"
"I swear I will hit you". Hashirama took the spot between her and Madara then and mimicked their sitting position as he chuckled. "You should really loosen up a bit Sakura-chan and take a compliment". She glared at him and Madara decided to speak up then. "How do we cross the river? You don't have enough chakra to run it".
Before she could tell them what they were going to do Hashirama jumped up and started to do signs. Hitting his palm against the sand as he yelled out.
Out from the ground popped up what looked like a large bowl that she expected to be a boat. Madara was the first to say anything. "Cute bowel, but how does this help us?" Hashirama huffed indigently as he crossed his arms pouting. "It's a boat".
"Is it now, it seems you don't understand what a boat is supposed to look like, also that thing won't get us across the river". Hashirama glared at Madara and she scratched at her neck, looking over towards her hanging clothes. She should just bury the pack here, it was wet and would surely slow them down. "It floats you idiot, why don't you explain to us how we should get across?"
"Don't call me an idiot and even if it floats we still need a way to push it across you idiot". "Stop calling me an idiot!" "Will both of you shut up?" They were really horrible together. She sighed as she looked over the bowel like boat.
This was definitely something she could imagine Naruto using as a boat. "Uchiha-san you're a Kenton user, why don't you just make a paddle from a piece of the boat? It's possible right?"
Hashirama had hearts floating out of his eyes again. "Oh Sakura-chan you're so intelligent!" He attempted to hug her and she moved out of the way in time and watched as he fell face first into the sand. "I told you don't touch me!" There were frogs hoping cartoonishly around his head then as Madara stood up and walked over towards the bowel.
"I don't think I can do it with Kenton, it's too unstable to control for such a precise need" She sighed well there went that thought. "I might be able to use Futon". She scrunched her brows, she knew that both he and Hashirama were able to use all of the elements but she hadn't thought they'd been able to use them at such young ages.
"I knew you were a Kenton user I hadn't thought you'd be able to use Futon as well". He looked back at her for a minute before he looked back at the wood again. "Wind is my original Seishitsu Henka".
... And she thought she knew everything about these two men. Guess there was a lot that she had yet to learn. "Interesting". She looked back over to Hashirama who was walking over to her clothes then.
"I would get over there if I were you before he attempts to steal your intimates". She sighed. "Gods he's so disgusting". There was a chuckle. "You haven't seen the best of it either".
... Eww ... Running towards the Senju she started grabbing her clothes quickly.
"Don't you dare touch anything!" Hashirama only smiled at her. "Aww chucks Sakura-chan I was only gonna dry them for you!" "Liar" He leaned down then with a smile on his face.
"Ne Sakura-chan, I bet you really would look cute in a dress". "Senju-san I will hit you". He frowned. "Why can't you call me by my name?" "Because we don't know each other that well and I personally really don't want to know you that well".
"But Sakura-chan!" She did the most logically thing that she could think of in that moment and stuffed her cloak into his mouth before he could get another word out of it.
"You can dry my cloak for me". She walked back over to the bowel and saw that Madara really was focusing hard on using Futon to cut through the wood.
"You should have sewed it shut with your cloak still in there". She smiled knowing he couldn't see it. "There's a dream". He stopped and turned towards her then, paddle complete. "And what a fine dream it is don't you think".
"Oh definitely a fine dream".
The sound of a hawk drew their attention to the sky and Madara whistled and they watched as the hawk suddenly began to fly towards them, landing on Madara's shoulder.
She wondered out loud. "What is that doing all the way out here?" "Her" Her brows scrunched and he explained. "It's a her and her name is Mikazuki" He pet the hawk as before he reached up and opened the small barrel around its neck and took the message that was rolled up inside. "There we are now beautiful".
Interesting Sasuke had a hawk as a second summoning and he seemed to care for it more than he did his snake summoning. Were the Uchiha's more bonded with aerial animals? She remembered Tsunade and Kakashi mentioning during the hunt for Itachi that he used crows as a summoning as well as a genjutsu strategy.
"Sakura-chan! You cloak is dry!" He hopped over towards them and stopped as he looked over at Madara. "Madara". She looked over too and noticed that Madara wasn't paying any attention to either of them, his entire attention on the small scroll in his hands.
It was a small scroll and he should be done with it, but the more she looked the more she saw, his knuckles were white and his Sharingan was brighter with the tomoes spinning and his chakra was beginning to flare harshly around him.
Quickly she took the scroll from his hands, tearing it in the process and reading the small words. 'The Hyuga Clan has knocked'.
That wasn't good. Looking up at Madara she noted that he hadn't moved a single muscle and she sighed as she looked around them ... She could handle this.
"Don't worry Uchiha-san, I can handle the Hyuga Clan, I just need you to get this to them.
Finally all those meetings she'd been forced to attend with Tsunade had come in handy, dealing with all the clans had been a specialty of Tsunades. The Senju woman had a particular scare tactic for the Hyuga clan that she'd used once when she'd come across them when she'd first gotten to Hi no Kuni. Biting into her finger she let it bleed for a moment as she turned the paper over and wrote out the words carefully.
Blowing on the piece of paper she watched as it dried, reaching into her bandana she discreetly ripped out a a few strands of hair and then tore off a small piece of her cloak, using it to wrap around her hair.
Thankfully Hashirama was poking Madara in the face so neither had seen her actions. "There's not much we can do at this point, the sooner we get to the border the sooner we can get back to the Uchiha lands". carefully she moved over to Madara and looked over at the hawk that was watching her with an extreme suspicion showing on her face.
"Okay Mikazuki-san may I have you send this back to Izuna-san?" She waited for the bird to make some sort of gesture.
Her time with the Konoha pigeons had not been good in the beginning and it had taken months for her to learn that she couldn't just touch them unless they allowed you to, doing so without their express permission usually ended up with lots of scratches and bites. She did not need to go through that again.
Finally the bird stretched its neck up for her giving her better access to the barrel and she breathed out carefully as she slid the scroll inside of the barrel and gently closed it. "Thank you Mikazuki-san".
The hawk flew away then and she looked up to see that Madara was still frozen in place.
... He really did care about his clan.
Turning around she faced Hashirama who's jaw was on the floor then and he was frozen in place with his hands on his face looking clearly surprised or seriously shocked.
'Gods this man was just ridiculous!'
She was exasperated at this point. "What's wrong now?" He pointed a shaking finger at her then. "You-you!" Her, her what! "Yes?" "You used his first name! How could you Sakura-chan!"
Oh gods not this, she shook her head as she grabbed the paddle from Madara's person and jabbed him with it. He caught it immediately and glared at her.
She shivered, there was a look she was definitely familiar with. "Now that I've got your attention, let's go, the note I sent to your brother will get the Hyuga off your lands only until we return, after that the two of you will have to handle it".
He watched her with those red eyes and she kept herself from letting him see that it was affecting her. Jumping into the boat she looked over at Hashirama. "Push this into the river and lets get going".
"Why do I have to?!" She smiled at him. "Because I said so".
Hashirama groaned and Madara jumped into the bowel alongside her. "What did you send?" "Are you fucking serious! Madara get out of there and help me with this the two of you are too heavy!"
Hashirama was ignored. "I ran into the Hyuga when I first came to Hi no Kuni, they won't go anywhere near your clan so long as I hang the threat of letting out their secrets. ... I only allowed them to know I was amongst you and that you needed a few days before you confronted them".
"The Uchiha cannot face the Hyuga". Hashirama jumped into the bowel then and she began to paddle them along the river. "Don't worry it won't come to that, personally I think you should offer them a place in your village, they are after all a strong clan, something that'll come in handy when your village is built".
"Hmm". She continued to paddle them through. "Sakura-chan". Mentally she groaned, Hashirama never gave them a brake. "How many places have you been to since your village was destroyed?"
It wasn't a secret, she'd noticed quickly that they were trying to get her to talk about herself more. Hashirama's tactic was upfront about it while Madara's had been slight, where Hashirama didn't beat around the bush, Madara was giving up information about himself to get her to feel comfortable about it.
Human connection was possibly the hardest thing to avoid since coming here, she'd alway wanted to help but knew that she couldn't risk it. She made a choice during the last battle between the Uchiha and Senju because she knew it would be worth it in the end to save those children but it had cost her revealing herself to Tobirama.
She sighed then as she looked down at the water, since they wanted something so personal from her she should just give them the one thing they did need to know. "It wasn't my decision to come here you know, I had been willing to die so that the others could survive, but I guess the choice had been made long before any of us could make it. Don't worry to much about getting to know me though, I'm only here to make sure that the monster that destroyed my home and family doesn't destroy either of yours and the only part either of you should know about me is that I really only want to survive long enough for that and then ... then I'd like to die so that I can be reunited with them ... Until then just know that I'm willing to stand beside the both of you until then and when that day comes I'll spill my guts for you okay, possibly, hopefully literally". Turning around she smiled at them.
With the looks in their eyes, the silentness that swept around them as if they were standing in the eye of a hurricane.
First off I love my new job, I literally just sit around and write, read or watch anime or whatever for hours while watching looking up at cameras ever now and then. I have so much time now to keep up with writing.
Secondly my pup had destroyed three macbook pro chargers on top of a MacBook Air, then I found my old macbook pro and my dog destroyed that charger as well ... she's teething, the new charger came in finally and it's so wonderfully being able to write like this!
Okay now onto the important stuff, Sakura is not suicidal, not at all she's just ... desperate to be with everyone because this is not her home, You get it.
Yes Bride token is a real thing, it is common in some asian countries, Africa, and middle eastern countries. It is also called bride price, as well as bride wealth, This is the price that families pay for a girl they want to have married into their family.
Seishitsu Henka - Nature Transformation.
This was something interesting that was found out about Uchiha Madara that his dominant element, is in fact not fire but wind ... interesting right.
the moment between Sakura and Madara where he apologizes is something that is very important for Sakura because she understands that he's not apologizing for what he did in her reality, but it's something she needs to hear for herself because it's important to her that this innocent Uchiha Madara is able to realize his wrong doings and have the ability to apologize for them, something that the Uchiha Madara from her reality couldn't do because he was too far gone. The truth of it is that Uchiha Madara was the catalyst for everything wrong with her world and the catalyst that brought down everyone by reawakening Kaguya albeit unknowingly, her world was destroyed, for that she she's knows that Madara in this world can't know about it, but hearing him acknowledge what he did was wrong and apologizing meant everything to her.
So I'll see you in the next chapter.
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