Authors Note
This story has been adopted from the wonderful Forever Gypsy.
All characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi.
Tōku-jutsu = Talking Jutsu
The infamous Uchiha Seikō shinaide kudasai-jutsu = The Infamous Uchiha Give's No Fucks-Jutsu
Chapter
XI
The Witch Queen
'Breathe' Sakura threw up, 'Breathe' She took in a deep breath as she held her stomach, the little bit of food had been released, but she still felt sick to her stomach, it was not supposed to go that way.
Gods she could feel them inside of her now! Every single one of them was inside of her just as much as she was inside of them, their anger, their hurt, ... his amusement? Another wave of nausea hit her then and she couldn't hold back, her grip on the tree tightened immensely as she tried to get her bearings together.
"How does it feel?" Her neck snapped up then as she looked up to see Ashina standing there across from her, arms crossed against his chest and leaning casually against the opposite tree. She shook her head. "Not right now please". Ashina shrugged his shoulders though.
"Just curious, I've only known the Daimyo's of the five nations to bind shinobi clans to them, even I've never done it, it's not necessary to control the other clans in Uzushiogakure when I'm not only the Daimyo but the chief of the royal shinobi clan, nobody would dare question me. A Daimyo from the five nations though, without his guard and the Imperial Guard nobody would care to listen, and the shinobi clans would undoubtedly overthrow him so came the binding of clans to nations ... So pardon an old man for being curious".
She took a deep breath as she felt the whirlwind of anger that hit her, closing her eyes she tried to push down the feeling, immediately Tobirama's face flashed across her mind and she realized it was his anger that she was feeling. "They're inside of me" Ashina unfolded his arms then. "I beg your pardon?" She looked away from him as she looked down at her stomach contents on the ground, another wave of nausea this one stronger than the previous had her falling against the tree holding her stomach.
The rush of so many emotions flying through her body like a tsunami was crashing against her carefully built walls was beginning to take its toll on her body. "I can feel them, their every emotion fills my body and it's so hard to figure out who's emotions are who's and if any belong to myself". Ashina looked away then. "I heard a rumor once when I was a child ... The binding on the men, the reason the Daimyo's don't allow any of the shinobi clans to live near the capital is because they can feel each other, the bindings, it's not just them you feel, but they can feel you too ... If that's true ... I'd be careful about how you proceed from now on, men and women are different creatures, especially the men from the Senju and Uchiha clans".
Like she didn't know that already. ... Looking over at the older man she was realizing that perhaps letting him see her in such a vulnerable state was not a good idea, whether or not he was now her guard. "Have they been released yet?" Ashina shook his head. "Then go release them" Ashina nodded his head. "Of course my lady" He turned to walk away, stopping, he turned and looked over his shoulder at her. "By the way, you've got vomit on your collar". She looked down and sure enough on her perfectly red collar was a thick chunk of vomit, the scent that had been driving her insane.
She really liked her coat too.
'Tsunade-Shishou I don't think this is appropriate' She looked up at the older woman who was hitched above her then, the couch underneath them seeming to small with their combined bodies and with the more endowed woman on top of her she was beginning to feel a bit claustrophobic. Tsunade's honey-colored eyes zeroes in on her target, her.
Tsunade scoffed. 'Of course it's appropriate, you're my apprentice and as such I'm in charge of making sure you learn everything!" She nodded her head in understanding. "Yes, but this has nothing to do with being the medical field" Tsunade sighed then. "Of course not, but you're my apprentice Sakura, I need to make sure your ready for anything and while you and Shizune will never have to face what other kunoichi will I still need to make sure that you're well prepared if ever the situation occurs".
She didn't understand, Tsunade's rules were simple and made sense, this didn't make sense though. Tsunade seemed to read her mind then and she let off her and pulled her up easily.
They sat side-by-side then and Tsunade looked down at her. "Did your mother ever teach you about sex?" She shook her head. "No ... I know what it is, I heard my parents sometimes ... but mostly I learned everything from the acadamy during the kunoichi courses, and now with all the books on the human sexual organs I've figured it out." Tsunade scoffed. "I swear that class hasn't ever improved either on sex-ed" She stopped and looked down at her. "Sakura you understand that kunoichi die faster than male shinobi right?"
She nodded her head. "Yes, I've heard other girls talk about how their clans only allow them to be shinobi till a certain age because they want to make sure the clans don't loose women" Tsunade nodded her head as she spoke what she didn't want to hear. "And clan-less girls are always the one's that take the brute of all the killings and torture's because the clans protect their kunoichi making sure that the missions with a highest possibilities of rape or seduction go to the clan-less kunoichi".
"Yes I know Tsunade-Shishou, but what does this have to do with sex?". Tsunade sighed as she reached over to the table and poured herself a cup of sake, instead of drinking it though she passed her the cup and took a swig of the harsh drink straight from the bottle. "Drink-up Sakura" She took a sip knowing that Tsunade would not allow her to not drink it.
"Sakura ... Sex for a kunoichi is unfortunatly what makes the ultimate outcome between life and death ... Even the best Kunoichi and even the best Shinobi have taken missions that took turns that were not accounted for and led them to make the hardest decision to seduce the target in order to survive and complete the mission. ... Being a kunoichi, even Iryō-nin doesn't mean you won't come face-to-face with a bad situation during a mission where you can't get out alive unless you use your body ... Or worse your body is taken without your consent, dead or alive some shinobi wouldn't care, but a smart kunoichi, a good one doesn't allow that to happen, everything can change in a split second Sakura and sometimes, sometimes sex, your body can change your fate from dead to better alive if your good enough in bed or a good enough seductress".
"I don't understand ... How is that? Sex and seduction couldn't be that great to make an enemy shinobi make a reckless decision can it?"
"Sex ... Well think of it like this Sakura, feelings are never accounted for, everyone forgets that enemy shinobi or even targets are actual humans, but they are and if your smart, feelings can lead to kissing, kissing leads to touching, touching leads to screwing and screwing leads to well ... being screwed, feelings and kisses are almost gateway drugs in a sense, like recreational drugs they makes people do stupid things, make people make stupid decisions, but you can't just undress and expect it to work out and you can't just have sex ... It has to be more, it has to be so real to the subject that they want to do something so stupid like keeping you alive".
"But if it's real ... Won't that mean I have to feel something for them too? Wouldn't that be like Stockholm-syndrom?" Tsunade shook her head.
"Not if you're good". She looked down at her cup of Sake then. "But what if I do start catching feelings for them?" Tsunade looked down at her then a frown on her face and fear in her eyes. "Pray to all gods that you never have to know what happens Sakura, the moment you catch feelings for a target or even worse an enemy shinobi all bets are off. You'll be the one making the stupid decision to keep them alive and your power over the situation will be gone. That's why I need to train you, you have to understand that seduction can't lead to sex, it needs only to be done to give you the chance to take in your situation and look for the perfect moment to get out or kill your target if that's what you have to do, the moment you lay with your target, your playing a different game, sex should only be used on a long-mission target and even then it will only give you the same opportunity, but really if it comes to that ... I don't want to see you get hurt, someone will get hurt once sex is added to the equation, but seduction is different, if you seduce the target good enough you'll have them twisted around your fingers without ever having to open your legs".
"But what if I still catch feelings? Even if I don't sleep with them it's possible right?" Tsunade looked away from her. "Don't allow yourself to fall down that path Sakura, you need to remember if it comes down to seducing your target ... Your heart can't be in it, your life can't afford it".
The cold air swept amongst them chilling the food that had been set out for them, the candles barely keeping the chilled air from their bodies, he thanked everything that he was an Uchiha, their bodies ran hotter than others, something possibly to do with having a fire affinity.
Looking across the table he watched as Hashirama pushed around the food on his plate, a frown on his usually happy face.
The events of the day sitting with them, the sun had gone down an hour ago and even Sakura had disappeared, forcing them to stay and 'Play nice'.
Uzumaki Ashina had appeared with his kinsmen and a border clan that was hired as the Uzumaki clan's private detail escort. The food appearing just a few moments ago and the Hyuga guards that had been assigned to each of them had sat them all down at the table.
The realization that they were bound to a witch was heavy in the air amongst them all. While the situation was a serious one he couldn't help but find it amusing, she had bound them to her, he hadn't expected it and hadn't seen it coming, but she'd collard them and he couldn't wait to get back at her for it.
The image of her collard down to his bed was a pleasant one that made him believe in gods, a prayer to them and he hoped they'd make it possible.
If their clans found out about this there would be chaos. Men didn't react well when power was taken from them, especially powerful men like the Senju and Uchiha. No doubt if the elders found out about this they'd begin plotting ways to kill the girl.
Sakura was his though, there was no way he would allow any of them to touch her.
Sarcasm dripped from Ashina's lips like honey from a beehive then. "Gods you lot are just the happiest bunch aren't you" He looked over at the Uzumaki, there was something off about the man's demeanor, he was too chipper considering what had happened. One would think he'd be outraged when told about the Uchiha and Senju being chained to a witch, instead he had clapped his hands and demanded a feast.
It was Izuna though that broke their thoughts, his voice nothing more than a whizzing sound as it came out of his bruised and bloodied mouth. Sakura had did a number on him. "It's not you who's got a Hyuga waiting to close your chakra off from you at any moment". Ashina scoffed though, a slight bit of anger coming through his tone.
"You all should be grateful, at least the girl let you live. Being bound to that little girl was the best of options, though it would have been better if you had just signed the peace treaty, it's a solid contract a good one too from what I can see, and it's strong, the girl knows how to make sure her declarations are iron clad".
The scroll the elder man held looked innocent enough and when he had read through it he was very impressed that everything had been leveled out in areas that each had been trying to control for themselves.
Sakura knew her politics, he shouldn't have been so surprised though, she had proved to them at the teahouse that she was intelligent, not just for a woman but for a person. Sakura could give everyone of them a run for their money with that brain of hers ... Well maybe not Tobirama, but the man was all brain and the rest was an empty shell.
Hashirama finally decided to break his silence then and he rolled his eyes as the Senju focused the attention on him. "I cannot believe that you asked her to marry you" Ashina choked on his wine, coughing before spitting the liquid back into his goblet.
The elder man turned his attention onto him then. "Madara-san you asked Sakura-chan to marry you! ... Is that even ... are you allowed to do that?"
"Sakura is an attractive young woman and on top of that she's intelligent, why would I not want to marry her? Besides do you really expect me to believe you wouldn't have tried to overthrow her and take the village for your own ... I asked her to marry me because it was the best option for the Uchiha clan to survive and I don't I should have have to explain myself or my actions".
Tobirama slammed his palm down to the table then, his red eyes nothing more than slits of ire. "Your actions wrought on the idea for the witch! Now we're bound to the the damned thing!" Izuna attacked the younger Senju with fine acrimony and a roll of his dark eyes. "Yes it's all our fault as always, yet hadn't you been planning the same thing ... only difference between you and us is that you were planning to kill Sakura-san and killing such a woman is beneath us Uchiha".
Ashina poured himself another glass of wine then, stopping the fighting between them and The Senju. "Nobody convinced Sakura-chan of binding you all, she'd been planning it for sometime. Madara-chan is correct, she's an intellectual that one there, with a dangerous mind and a pleasant mask to look upon, a dangerous combination for unsuspecting victims. You all fell into her trap with relative ease, no need to continue throwing the blame between you two, you both were defeated by her. Best get too kissing her feet and spit shining her crown, it could have been a lot worse for you all".
With his words he silently confessed that he'd known about what Sakura had been planning, and that he had been apart of it. Hashirama looked down at his goblet of wine then. "How much worse could Sakura-san have made it?"
Ashina sighed then as he opened another bottle of wine. "Sakura-chan had planned to give you three options, I suppose the third was a bit much for her and she offered you two options instead. The third was a simple one, if you had refused to sign the treaty then she was going to kill you all and absorb your clans for herself, instead of a treaty she'd have control of both the clans to be used for her own whims ... Despite her words and actions you all must remember Sakura-chan is still a young girl with a soft heart, her deciding actions came from her heart not the mind. A risk on her part if you were to ask me, though I suppose it all worked out in the end, after all, you and your clans are now bound to her and her blood forevermore".
Not only did he know about what she had been planning but she had confided in him as well. Chancing a glance at Hashirama he saw the outrage in his dark eyes at the realization that the Uzumaki had betrayed the Senju and had conspired against them as well.
Ashina did make a good point though, Sakura could have killed them and taken their clans as her own after that. Sakura truly was soft-hearted it would seem, even if she put up a good performance her unwillingness to kill them gave her away.
A soft-skinned girl with a soft heart, and she controlled them all now. Was that luck or was it something else entirely? The moment the other clans heard about this and realized she had the opportunity to kill them they'd go after her. Not to kill her though, if he couldn't find a reason to kill her they'd see it too then.
Better to take her as a wife and control the strongest clans in the known world than attempt to kill her and loose the control of the clans.
If he had his work cut out for him before with her then he definitely did now. Despite Tobirama's words the man was attracted to her just as much as he wanted to kill her, it was a disaster really but it wouldn't mean that he wouldn't realize soon how profitable marrying her had just become, if he hadn't yet. He eyed his younger brother then, Izuna would no doubt have figured it out as well by now, but unless Izuna could somehow convince him to backdown from pursuing Sakura as his own then his younger brother would have to accept the decree and backdown.
His eye's met those of the Hyuga for a moment then.
For that, what of the Hyuga? They had used a very important honorific, they were no doubt branch members, but still no clan forced their kinsmen to show respect to outsiders, unless of course they were in an alliance of some sort, but Sakura did not have a clan of her own and had no family so there was absolutely no reason for them to treat her with such respect.
Since she was a woman, there was even less reason to give her any sort of respect that would be given to a man.
The Uchiha were raised like any other clan on the beliefs and structure of the world and woman were always considered lesser than men, it was how it was. He cared little for the belief, his mother had told him stories about vengeful goddesses and warrior women and his mother had made sure that his tutors left nothing out in his antiquity lessons and the March of Kali and the lessons learned from the Three Queens taught him that women were worse killers than men and their revenge was cataclysmic and world changing.
Treating woman as lesser because they were born with soft breast and a hot pussy would eventually come to an end and they'd regret it then.
Of course till that day women were still soft bodied and warmed his sheets nicely, though those women were nothing like the women from history or anything like Sakura for that matter.
"Ashina-sama what sort of agreement do you have with Sakura?" The air stilled around them then as everyone looked towards the two of them.
This was a serious question because whatever Sakura and Ashina had agreed too would let them in on what sort of conquerer Sakura was.
Ashina placed his goblet down then as he smiled at him and folded his fingers together and under his chin. "Sakura-chan is going to give me a son"
Of course even if he was able to move about the pieces and get to Sakura before other men did, he could never be able to touch a Daimyo.
The man wanted a son and with only being given daughters from aristocratic clan women it wasn't surprising that he'd decided to take Sakura as his own. If Sakura was able to give him a son at least it would be a strong son, not that the Uzumaki needed a strong woman for that, but having an even stronger heir was always wanted in a shinobi clan.
"Ashina-sama don't confuse them" His neck nearly snapped as he looked down the table at Sakura. Lilac-colored hair pulled up high and thick and wild, golden bracelet gleaming in the candlelight around her hair like a crown, with her coat removed leaving her in the black long-sleeved, long neck top. The cuffs of the sleeve went all the way down her small hands, wrapping around her middle finger by a thin string, her pale hands and long black nails wrapped around the stem of her goblet, and she sipped carefully with her pillowy pink lips.
... Such soft lips at that ... There would be time later to corner her and continue their night.
Sakura's ability to conceal her chakra was astounding, it was no wonder she was able to take them all so easily. Stealth was on her side with that little ability of hers. She'd called her lessons in her village with her masters basic, but she used those basic skills like a master. Sakura was a black leopard with her stealth skills, nobody would see her coming. If she were a man many would be terrified of her, she was a girl though and the others seemed to undermine her because she was a woman and they all learned from that lesson this time around.
the Uzumaki smiled a closed smile and closed eyes that wrinkled on the side. "It was funny when you did it, even more amusing now that I've done it".
Sakura took a sip of her wine once more and he took notice of her fingers on the stem of the goblet. It wasn't a big deal, but he'd only met one other family that held their goblets as such. While he would never disrespect the shinobi world, being as it was his world, but, even with all the best private tutors that money could afford shinobi's even the Uchiha and Hyuga with their blue-blooded lineage did not have the best of mannerisms. Sakura on the other hand with her nimble fingers holding the stem of the goblet with all the ease of breathing gave away something she probably hadn't thought about giving away.
They weren't looking at a shinobi, they were looking at a nobleman.
From the way she sat straight with her head held high, her nimble callus-free fingers and palms and table etiquette, to her perfectly clear skin and thick healthy locks and perfectly straight and white teeth it was becoming more and more obvious. Sakura had lived in a world of elegance and beauty, the life of an aristocrat.
He should have figured it out sooner, all the signs were there, she was too intelligent for a common woman, and too outspoken for a shinobi's child. Then there was the Ninso, they didn't get on well with Shinobi and if Sakura was a blue-blood then it would make sense that she'd been given lessons from them... Then there was the lotus oil.
Even now he could smell it from his spot far from her, the soft sweet scent of the flower. He'd only ever smelt the oil once on his trip to the capital when he was a young child with his mother and father. A courtiers older daughter had passed them in the halls that day and he hadn't forgotten that scent, it was a unique scent only found in the palace of the Daimyo, a scent that was not forgettable.
It was a lavish item, only a handful of clans could afford the oil, only the one's that had ever even been blessed with being inside the exquisite palace would have even known of it's existance.
"If you will" Sakura began, "Pardon the Daimyo, it would seem he's had too much wine tonight and he's begun to jest". He looked back over to the Uzumaki and realized as the older man had opened another wine bottle that indeed the elder had been drinking ... For all of them.
Had Sakura outwitted the Daimyo as well?
Sakura continued then. "If you must know though, The Uzumaki want an heir, I am able to ensure that whichever wife he chooses will give him that, there are ways to ensure the gender of the child is favorable before the birth".
Was that even possible? He'd heard tales of shinobi clans using elixirs and jutsu's to ensure a male heir, but it was always a slim chance of it actually happening. There were a lot of complications that went with forcing the gender of the unborn babe.
Sakura had saved Izuna from a sure death though, his body had been hacked apart by the youngest Senju, and she'd healed his sight, feats that shouldn't have been possible but Izuna was standing there before him. If anyone was capable of forcing a gender onto an unborn child successfully it would be Sakura.
"I jest, of course Sakura-chan, I jest" Ashina lifted his goblet then. "I didn't think you could achieve it, and I must admit to betting against you but you proved this old man wrong. You've collard the Senju and Uchiha to yourself and have the Uzumaki, Hyuga and the Namikaze all contracted to protect your lovely neck ... You're a conquerer my child and the first witch to conquer men in over two millennia, I believe that deserves an applaud".
That's why he was drunk, he'd made a deal with a witch and hadn't expected Sakura to come out on top. It seemed the Hyuga did as well and the Namikaze? He didn't know whom they were but a shinobi clan being contracted to a witch was still a shinobi clan under her control. ... It seemed the Uchiha and Senju weren't the only one's who'd been collard by his pretty witch.
No, they weren't collard by just any old witch, they had been collard by a witch queen, his witch queen.
'Breathe' Her heart stuttered inside of her, fear and panic beginning to fill her at the realization of what she'd just done. 'Breathe'. She'd bound the Uchiha and Senju to her.
... Was she crazy? Why would she do that? Why did she think that would have been a good idea? Binding them too her! Only Daimyo's bound clans! They bound clans to the lands that the Daimyo controlled, the clans were bound to them forever, they were in an inescapable marriage with the Daimyo that forced them to kill each other!
Why on earth did she do that! She could have come up with another solution! 'Breathe' How could she stay calm when she just realized the biggest fuck up she'd ever made! 'Breathe, if you feel too much they'll sense you through the bond, now breathe'
Gods! Now they were connected to her like the other one was! She wanted to scream the longer the four eyes stared down at her.
She was now sitting amongst the Gods of the shinobi world, the Gods of war, sitting with invisible collars keeping them from killing her. It was like entering the acadamy for the first time, with her pink colored hair and too large forehead and everyone pitted against her because of her families origins. The known lineage making her look weak and the unknown making her look pathetic.
One would think they'd never have to feel all that pressure one feels when first crossing the acadamy doors threshold. Yet she was here, a novice amongst legendary conquerors.
So much pressure was making her feel caged in. 'Breathe, they are ours now, the world we knew has ended, put it the behind you and control the pawns that serve us' She took in a calculated breath as she watched Ashina take another drink from his wine. 'Breathe, no one ever said this would be easy'.
At the severity of their stares she quelled the intense need to shiver. 'Breathe, remember what Shishou taught us'. Even if Tsunade had been surrounded by a hundred Uchiha and Senju she would have been cool as water, she wouldn't have been affected. Tsunade ate fear, just as these men did because they were predators.
'We are god, they are ants at our feet'. She took a sip of her wine carefully, focusing herself on Ashina, the Uzumaki drunk and mumbling as he fell into his chair laughing at nothing particular. 'It would seem the apple didn't fall far from that particular tree'.
The heavy pressure of their stares continued to weigh down upon her and although she was scared she was beginning to feel more annoyed than anything else.
Madara's stare was possible the worse out of all of them, his eyes tearing her apart attempting to undress her with his spinel-colored eyes the burning with lascivious intent. His stare alone should have been deemed pornographic at that point.
On the other side of the spectrum was Tobirama. White hot hell-fire shimmered prettily in his beryl-colored eyes, a promise of never-ending pain once he found a way out of her bindings. Hashirama though was following Ashina's lead as he continued to drink his way to the bottom of his wine-goblet, not that it would work, with his healing abilities it would be impossible for him to fall into his drink. Trying to succumb to it though didn't hurt.
Then there was Izuna, precious Izuna with his Sasuke-face. Completely opposite to his doppelgänger, with his kindness and love, and complete devotion to Madara. Izuna hadn't looked up from the food that sat in front of him, untouched and cold by now, his face defeated and she knew if he looked at her she'd see the hurt on his bruised and bloodied face.
Where Hashirama had been the easiest of all to grab, Izuna had been the hardest, just like Sasuke, the two weren't only lookalikes they shared the horrible stubbornness that had kept Sasuke from growing from his hate and bitterness. With Izuna his stubbornness only kept him and the rest of the Uchiha at war with The Senju. The curse no longer an excuse for his ignorance, then again the Senju had no excuse either.
'The lot of them should be kissing the ground I walk upon! I am savior of this world! This is my nursery!' She ignored the screech of Kaguya's voice.
"The gold you promised was all just a deception wasn't it?" Her eyes snapped to Hashirama then and she knew that he had been depending on the gold. The Senju chief had all but drank, gambled and whored his clan into bankruptcy, even with the marriage to The Uzumaki, the dowery wouldn't have made up all the loss in order to even it out.
She didn't feel bad at his downtrodden and broken look, it was his fault after all, if he had been smarter about they money he wouldn't have lost his clans inheritance as he had. A sadistic thought fell upon her then, and he placed the goblet down on the table, looking over Ashina's shoulder into the darkness and seeing her concealed clone back there, understanding passing between them.
"Oh it's very real Senju-san" A scoff. "So now it's Senju-san" She smiled carefully. "Despite what you think I was taught manners, now eat your food it's getting cold and we will be here for a very long time, there's much to discuss".
Hashirama grabbed his goblet then, she mimicked him taking a small sip and watching as he continued to drink down his glass. "Tell me Senju-san how does that gold taste?" Hashirama coughed then and he placed his goblet down and looked down at his wine dropping it and revealing the gold coins.
The Senju jumped out of his chair as he looked down at the table and watched as the food slowly rotted into gold. A small smile and she released the genjutsu. The gold turning back into food once more. The Hyuga that was charged with Hashirama forced the Senju back down into his seat.
She eyed the Uchiha chief then as he spoke. "You're a genjutsu user, I thought you were a healer". She looked away from those pretty gem-colored eyes of his, the promises of sin brightening in his eyes as he watched her. His mouth moving sensually as he took a sip of his wine, sipping carefully as he had moved his lips along her own skin last night.
"I am a healer Uchiha-san, I've helped many mother's deliver their children, healed scrapes, bumps and burns from young children, eased the aches of the elderly, kept wounded soldiers from dying of poisons and even pulled your own brother from death itself ... I'm a healer first and whatever else I need to be after, but genjutsu always did come easier to me than anything else in my studies".
Madara pulled her attention though, he seemed to do that a lot, it seemed he enjoyed her attention. "Was seduction in your studies as well? Or was last night all us?" Hashirama choked on his wine, coughing as he hit his chest to breathe.
"My studies were broad-ranged Uchiha-san, seduction was just one of many things my Shishou made sure I was informed about, I already explained to you once, I'm uninterested in bedding anyone, that includes all you here, it's interesting though, knowing that even the greatest of shinobi can fall for a good act".
Madara smirked back at her then. "A good act indeed, though perhaps next time you would be so kind as to allow me to actually fuck you before you decide to sucker-punch me".
Hashirama popped open another bottle of wine then, attempting to drown the conversation out, and she felt her nose scrunch at Madara's crudeness. "Perhaps next time I'll make good on my promise and split your dick open from tip to scrotem".
Madara's Sharingan glittered with excitement, his eyes almost glowing as brightly as the candles on the table with the tomoes spinning quickly, he placed his jaw into his palm and leaned over, ready to make another quip, Hashirama slammed his goblet down then. "Honestly you two, have some manners" He looked down at her then, dark eyes shrouded with what seemed to be bashfulness. Something she hadn't thought possible considering his sexual proclivity.
"You especially of all, you're a young woman! You should not be speaking about such things". She rolled her eyes, a gesture becoming the normal response with these men. Hashirama then directed his attention towards the Uchiha Chief. "And you! ... What is wrong with you? The woman bound us and our clans and you sit here flirting with her, have you no shame!"
Madara's eyes slid from Hashirama to her then, smirk in place as he looked back towards Hashirama. "I shouldn't have to feel any sort of shame about flirting with her, I mean look at her" Four pair of eyes were back on her then, scrutinizing her and she focused her glare harder on the eldest Uchiha with his ridiculous smugness and spinning eyes, Madara continued in a lazy drawl then "Besides you should get used to it, she is my betrothed after all".
... Wait ... What? ... "What!" Hashirama looked ready to explode then as he stood from his chair, Tobirama and Izuna both looked over at her and Ashina seemed to wake from his drunken stupor at Hashirama's outrage. "What's going on?"
"This idiot is engaged to this witch!" Ashina looked over at her then a contemplative look making it's way across his eyes. "Well it would be a sensible decision to marry, it would ensure that the clan wouldn't attempt to betray her, especially if she were to give them an heir".
Hashirama's jaw fell further then and her head was beginning to spin the more she watched Madara's smug face stare back at her. "What!" Hashirama's face was red and cheeks puffed. "How could you agree to this! It's insanity!"
She glared at the eldest of them all as well. Yes how could he agree to it? Ashina ignored her glare as he explained. "I'm contracted to protect her, that also means realizing a better solution for making sure her life is ensured in the event that I die before the contract expires... Marrying into a clan, especially one that she is bound too would ensure that she's well protected, and the Uchiha clan is the best, they are after all your only true competitors".
Izuna's looked back and forth between her and Madara mimicking the others. She rubbed her head then. "Uchiha-san", "It's Madara, you've said it once, you should get used to it". She glared at him. "Uchiha-san come down from whatever world you're living in, I don't know where you've come up with this hair-brained notion of yours, we are not engaged nor have we ever been or ever will be".
Madara's smirk didn't leave his face as he continued to lean lazily on his palm. "I proposed, you excepted, the rest is all just paperwork".
... What? ... Hashirama mimicked her thoughts as he leaned against his white knuckles as he looked over at Madara. "What?" Madara smirked lazily between her and Hashirama.
Her mind was racing as she attempted to remember what the eldest Uchiha was speaking about, and Madara's smirk turned to her fully when she realized what he'd been talking about.
Madara had proposed to her, a last ditch effort of trying to control a situation he hadn't been able to manipulate. Ashina broke her thoughts then as he spoke trying to quell the situation. "Perhaps instead you'd feel more comfortable at the idea of marrying Tobirama-chan".
It wasn't just her this time, it was everyone. "No!" Ashine looked around at all of them. "Okay then, not Tobirama-chan". She sighed as she stood up then, anger beginning to slither it's way down her spine. "I've had enough of this discussion"
She closed her eyes for a moment as she tried to reign in her temper, no, not her own, it was Kaguya's again, she forced down the emotions as she looked back towards Ashina. "I'm not going to marry anyone ... ever".
The elder nodded his head then. "Of course Sakura-chan". She turned her eyes onto the eldest Uchiha. "And you, just stop".
The whirlwind of anger that had begun to build in her dropped just as incredibly fast and she could only slip back into her seat as she settled the warring emotions inside of her. She looked over at the Uzumaki then, seeing that he was beginning to get himself back together. "Ashina-sama, if you would grab the scroll". Ashina righted himself as he pushed out of his chair then. "Right then, I'll be back in a moment". He stopped and turned to look back at her.
"Try not to murder any of them before hand, we do need their signatures still". Decidingly she waved off the Hyuga members as well. "Are you sure Sakura-sama?" She nodded her head, like any of them could do anything to her anymore. "There no harm to me". They nodded in recognition then and left.
Tobirama broke the silence then. "Sakura-sama? An interesting title for a clanless girl". She ignored him, she wasn't sure if he was attempting to get a rise out of her but she wouldn't give him the benefit.
Madara though was just as bad as Tobirama, only difference he had personality and charm on his side. "Then again you aren't a clanless nobody are you".
He was back on that again was he? Great. "Uchiha-san", "It's Madara, we're engaged now it would be best to get used to using my name". She took in a deep breath. Madara was trying to get a rise out of her and she couldn't allow it. Changing the subject would be the best option as she looked away from Madara and over to Tobirama. "Once the treaty is signed I expect that any Uchiha corpses are returned immediatly, their Sharingan as well" Hashirama was outraged at her slight.
"The Senju would never!" She stopped him before he started spewing his propoganda. "You do understand that your charm has no effect on me right?" He looked shocked and she turned back towards Tobirama then. "I also want all findings you have handed over to me immediatly".
Tobirama's red eyes didn't leave hers, the scheming man didn't appreciate being outwitted by someone lesser than him. She wouldn't back down. If he wanted to get a rise out of her she may as well get one from him. "Remember Senju-san, I've already collard you, don't make give me a reason to neuter you as well".
Tobirama sat back in his chair, a dark look crossing his face, he wasn't going to let the others see him angry anymore, he wouldn't give the Uchiha any more muinition. "Very well then Sakura-sama, I'll make sure that every Uchiha is sent back with their Sharingan still intact" Hashirama's jaw dropped then. "Tobirama!" Uh oh he wasn't happy.
The Uchiha and herself looked over boredly at the elder Senju, he had to have known that his brother wasn't going to turn down the opportunity to look over the Uchiha clan and their Sharingan. Hashirama backed down then and slouched into his chair. "Maybe you should marry into the Uchiha clan, you seem to have their looks down rather good".
Madara smirked back at her then. "See we're made for each other Sakura" Another deep breath."And your findings Senju-san". Tobirama smirked at her then. "Of course, I'll make sure to personally deliver any and all discovery to you".
Madara was not happy with Tobirama's underlining message. "You will keep yourself away from her Senju". Tobirama only smirked. "Worried she'll choose the better option".
... This is not going to end well ..."For heavens sake you two, you do understand that there's worst things in this world than you all right?" Four sets of eyes were back on her once more. "You all should feel guilty for the way you act, there are horrors in this world that are bigger than any of us. You sit at the very top of these ganglands and yet all you do is scheme away trying to kill one another, it's disheartening to watch".
Hashirama looked away from her then. "Actually Sakura-san, you're the one sitting at the top now, the Uchiha, The Senju ... We are bound to you now".
She looked down at her hands in her lap then. "And in doing so I've no doubt that I've angered my family Senju-san ... Three years I've worked within the darkness, all the while attempting to fix this world you all live in, attempting to get my demons settled, straining my relations with all those I once knew, jagged pieces of memories that have begun to disappear with every crime I've commited. ... Binding you was never the plan, the knowledge of my existance was never supposed to come to light, but you all just wouldn't budge from this cycle of lunacy. I mean all the ground work was laid out for you right under your very noses and you all just let it fall through your fingers again and again and again... Maybe it's because you've never been taught how not to fight. ... If you have only ever known fighting I have to wonder if you even know what peace is, maybe that's why I had to step in ... If you don't know what peace is then maybe you did need someone to tell you to give in and call it quits".
... He would have been better at this ... It is his jutsu after all ... She looked up then at Hashirama and Tobirama whom had both looked down at their own hands, shame easily seen on their faces. It was to be expected though, the Senju were Ashura's descendants and if he was anything to go by and the Senju brother's reactions, the Ashura lineage seemed to have the lowest resistance towards the Tōku-jutsu. On the other side of the spectrum though was the Indra lineage and as she chanced a small glance at them she noted that sure enough, the brothers seemed have been born with an innate ability to resists the Tōku-jutsu, it was amazing that it had worked on Obito ... Then again she was dealing with the purest of Uchiha here, even he had decided from the getgo that Madara had been to fargone for the Tōku-jutsu, not that it mattered, Madara was most likely born with Sasuke's best defense to the Tōku-jutsu, The infamous Uchiha Seikō shinaide kudasai-jutsu and with their folded arms across their chest and smug faces she knew she still had her work cut out for herself, even with the bindings on them.
"Sakura-chan!" Ashina's voice rang loud and clear as he walked back over towards her a small smile on his face and she was so happy to see him then. "Thank god!" Grabbing the scroll from the elderly mans hands she unrolled it then and reached into her pocket and pulled out the small senbon from before.
"Now let's try this again" She placed the senbon and scroll in front of Madara. "Uchiha-san if you will" He looked up at her then, the senbon twirling between his long fingers and she knew he wanted to get a rise out of her, this was it though, if he refused to sign it himself she'd force him.
"Don't make me force you" That smirk grew wider. "Would it be worse than you attempting to split me in half?" She lifted her fingers then, healing chakra glowing at the tip of her finger.
She wasn't going to use the binding to force him, but making a point would be good. Moving to the other side of Madara she leaned against his chair. "Uchiha-san, please sign the contract". She'd attempt once more. His fingers continued to twirl the senborn between his fingers.
A though occured to her then, if she said it she could be leading him on, going against everything she had stated earlier, then again ... It would be his problem if he took it differently than what she wanted it to mean. She spoke carefully then as she pulled her chakra back into her body. "Of course, if I force you that means you care little about winning my favor".
The Senbon stopped then just as she had thought it would, playing with these men was only to easy when they only thought with their dicks whenever a woman was around. There own problem for undermining a woman's ability to play the game.
"You're excepting my proposal then?", "You misinterrept my words Uchiha-san" He looked up at her then, long thick dark lashes fluttered up prettily like a ravens feathers, glowing red sharingan peaking through in a haunting way. While Madara had been born with a strong resistance to the Tōku-jutsu, she had spent the last three years building up a resisitance to Uchiha bullshit.
Madara looked away first and used the senbon to stab his finger, a smirk on his face as he spoke. "I think a late fall even an early winter wedding would be rather pleasant and I've always wanted a summer child".
...Oh god he's helpless! ... Ignoring the throbbing vein that had become visibile on her forehead she avoided looking at Madara as she ripped the scroll from his grasp. "We're not getting married!" As she walked over to Hashirama she noted that Madara's eyes were still on her. "Yet Sakura, we're not getting married yet as I said a winter wedding would be pleasant". She slammed the scroll and senbon down, Hashirama jumping as the table cracked.
"Uchiha-san, you're insane" She waited on Hashirama watching as he looked betwen Tobirama and Madara for advice. "Just sign it already!" Hashirama sighed as he slid down the chair. "Shouldn't we be doing this in a more formal matter though? With our kinsmen and elders and our clans flags, and lots of wine and sake". Once he had signed it she ripped it from his hands and walked over to Tobirama. "I have a dulpicate for you to sign in front of your kinsmen, I thought it best if you all didn't tell your clans that you're now bound to me, so if you must go all out with the dramatics then by all means".
If his flare of dramatics was anything like Tsunade's then it was a good thing she'd taken care of the Senju's coffers earlier. "By the way, I believe now would be a good time to talk about the gold" Tobirama looked up at her as he handed back the scroll and senbon. "What about the gold?"
She walked over to Izuna, the last heir and he looked so bad, she knew she was being petty about refusing to heal him, but honestly he deserved it. Still though, he must have been in pain. She'd have to make a trip to the Uchiha compound after this and heal him. She chanced a glance at Madara then, still watching her with his Sharingan.
... Perhaps she'd just heal Izuna after this, the less time alone with Madara the better. "I've paid off all of your debts, even the gambling one's and filled your coffers, I'm also putting up your half of the money for the village, along with the Uchiha's half, as I am not some evil tax collector I am not expecting any sort of repayment, I'd also like to let you know that other than my contracts the Hyuga, Uzumaki, Hagaromo and Namikaze clans are also going to be putting forth funds that I've put forth for them as well, they'll be going into this village as well once you've taken this treaty to your kinsmen, that would include the Kaguya clan as well, and with that". She looked over towards the Uchiha then.
"By the way Uchiha-san", "Once more Sakura it's Madara" She took a deep breath. "Where Uchiha-san have you hidden Kiyoshi-kun?"
That smirk, she wanted to slap that smirk off his face. "Accept my proposal and I'll gladly share everything with you", "Aren't you tired of that yet?" Madara shrugged his shoulders as he sipped at his wine. "You don't know this about me Sakura, but I don't stop pursuing till I get what I want".
... That's it! Kiyoshi would have to be brought up another time. Bringing the healing chakra to her fingers she reached over and grabbed Madara's upper arm, she watched as he hissed when her chakra reached in and severed his nerve endings. Letting go of his arm she watched as it hung limply at his side then.
His eyes were spinning very fast this time and she knew that she didn't need to look into his Sharingan to know that he was angry. "Well I'm tired of it Madara".
She walked over to Ashina then and held out the senbon and scroll, Madara's eyes still on her as he fumed. She had made sure to his name, letting him know there was only one situation where she would use it and that was when she needed to put him back in his place.
"You'll be the witness Ashina-sama, sign please". Ashina nodded his head. "Happily Sakura-chan".
Hashirama brought her attention back towards him as he cleared his throat. "You paid everything off?" She nodded her head, he let his words hang "Even the ..." She gave him a small glance understanding what he didn't want to say outloud.
Hashirama was immortal in a sense, his chakra giving him healing abilities that were almost on par with her own, considering what she'd gone through when she'd figured out what her body was capable of healing she could understand better than anyone else that Hashirama had certain... masochistic avocations that he didn't want anyone learning about.
"Yes Senju-san even that". She didn't need to look at Madara and Tobirama to know that they were curious about what they were speaking of. Especially Tobirama. Considering that Tobirama had no idea what Hashirama was speaking about then it would mean that the eldest Senju had gone through much to keep it hidden from him.
Nobody could understand the mind of an immortal other than another immortal, no matter whom it was, best friend, brother, wife, child, they'd never understand.
Giving a small glance to Madara she deciced to change the subject. "As that is mentioned, Uchiha-san, I've removed all of the counterfiet gold, it's been destroyed, I expect that there will be no more being made from now on, a respectable clan should not be using underhanded means to get around". A scoff was heard from Tobirama.
"Senju-san, you of all people should not be allowed to judge other's". She sighed as she rolled up the scroll. "Uchiha-san am I understood?" Madara gave her a curt nod. "Good".
Looking down at the four them, she decided that she was done having to deal with them, they signed the treaty and that was the main objective for today. "Ashina-sama here has the duplicate treaty, when the two of your are ready to announce it to your clans let him know, walking back to her seat she reclined in the chair and grabbed her wine-goblet sipping carefully as she dismissed them with a wave of her hand not holding her wine. "On your way then, you've got a village to build". All but Madara stood up then and she continued to sip at her wine.
"By the way Senju-san" She should make sure that he understood what she expected from him from now on. Tobirama stopped then, knowing she was speaking to him. "I expect from now on that whenever the Uchiha and I are around that all biased opinions will be held" She looked over to Madara. "Same goes for you Uchiha-san".
Tobirama was not happy. "You cannot believe that they should be given". She held up her hand then, stopping him from continuing on. "Tobirama-san I understand your hatred, I understand what they've taken from your family, and I understand that you've taken from theirs as well. I understand hate more than any of you and I understand what it means to live with the monster that took everything you loved away ... It cannot continue though and I will not allow it to continue do you understand?" She looked up at his slitted eyes, red-hot and burning with anger directed towards her. "Am I understood Tobirama-san?" He nodded his head then as he turned away from her.
She sipped at her wine more as she sighed and looked over to Madara and Izuna who had decided to stay, Izuna going back to his seat then. Their Sharingan directed at her, watching her like a hawk watched a mouse.
In situations like this she really wished she could drink herself to death. "Where did the two of you hide Kiyoshi?" Madara smirked at her and she couldn't believe the audacity! His arm hung limply at his side and he was still trying to play his games!
"You're ability to handle the the Senju is spectacular Sakura". She scoffed as she looked away from him and Ashina agreed. "He's right Sakura-chan you really are good at diplomacy". ... We learned from the best... "I try". She looked back over to Madara. "Do I need to take your other arm as well? Or did you want me to just put you in a vegetative state now?"
Madara used his good arm and reached out to grab at his wine. "Sakura, be glad you're going to be my wife, any other man would have hit you by now for your insolence", "We are not engaged!" He sipped at his wine before looking over to Ashina. "Maybe she'll listen to you?"
Ashina rubbed his head. "Sakura-chan I understand that you don't want to do it but as the man in charge of your protection I do believe it is the lesser of two evils, if somehow the binding on the two clans came undone you'd be vulnerable and even with all the protection in the world ... If the Senju and Uchiha were to come together to eliminate you noone would be able to stop them. Marriage with one of these clans is something you really need to consider".
"The only way for the binding to come undone is if I were to die and that will simply not happen". The candles blew out then as the cold air snuffed them out. The only light in the sky coming from the moon and she focused her stare on Mdara as he spoke. "Everyone dies eventually", "I'm not everyone". She took a sip of her wine.
The wine in this era was different, overtly sweet and horribly sour all at the same time, it hadn't had enough time to age still, much like the men she was dealing with. "Besides Uchiha-san", "Madara", She wouldn't let it bug her. "It wouldn't be a real marriage, you're a chief and I'm not from a clan", "Not from a shinobi clan, but blue-blood is always a welcome addition to any clan be that shinobi or civilian".
She placed her wine-goblet down then. ... This man is ridiculous. ... "I never said I was a blue-blood Uchiha-san and you have no proof of that". Madara sat back in his chair, arrogance and elegance wrapped around him even with a limp arm. "You didn't have to say it, your mannerisms are most impeccable. The idiosyncrasies of blue-veined aristocrats is something noble shinobi clans attempt to mimic but can never truly learn because it's so much more than the way one holds their head up high or holds their wine glass, it's only something that can be passed on through blood and environment".
"Uchiha-san", "Madara", "You don't even know me" He smirked back at her. "I know you better than I would know a wife chosen through an arrangement, those wives one doesn't even meet till their wedding day".
She frowned because that was too accurate of a statement. "How unfortunate for your future bride then, she'll be surprised to know that your very annoying".
Ashina protested then. "Sakura-chan! Have some manners, he is still a noble chief!" She sighed with an eyeroll. ... Sure when I say it it's just the most horrible thing, but no doubt if he were to say it nobody would care ...
Izuna attempted to reach for his water then and she watched as he struggled and wheezed attempting to breath. She looked back over to her clone then, knowing it was better to give up her little secret then. "Even if you could force me down the aisle Uchiha-san it would be a futile attempt". Her clone approached then, hands glowing green as she pulled Izuna back into the chair and began to heal Izuna's wounds, Madara's eyes going between them.
"You're not actually here" She nodded her head. "Not after what happened to me the last time I was around you four, I won't make that same mistake twice".
Madara looked back over to her when the clone stopped and turned to him, a small frown as his nerves were put back together. "Interesting move". "There was a man that used six clones once upon a time, I didn't understand it until I realized I couldn't be near you all in my real body without you being chained down with Hyuga clansmen to protect me".
When the clone finished Madara's arm she turned back towards Izuna. Madara stood then and walked over to her then, gripping the back of her chair as he spoke, mimicking her ealier actions. "Ashina-sama, if you would, leave me and my betrothed".
She looked back over at Ashina a glare on her face as he stood up and looked back at her. "Well, it's not like he could do anything to harm you Sakura-chan". The elderly man popped out of there faster than anyone she had ever seen runaway.
Izuna reminded them that he was still there, willing to keep Madara in check before he could do something that would set her off. "Madara remember we're now bound to her".
The chair was pulled back then, her body and chair lefted just slightly and she turned to glare at the Uchiha, he smirked back then, red eyes bright with his tomoes spinning furiosly. The Uchiha chief wrapped the ends of her hair in his fist then, mimicking her motions from last night. "You used clones on everyone yes?" His other hand came up then, his warm fingers pinching the material at her neck. Giving her the clue she hadn't wanted. Of course he of all people had seen it, he would see it. The one place where she was unprotected, her healing abilities unable to reach.
"Tell me Sakura" She held herself together. "Yes", "Liar". He pulled hard then, her hiss at his pull overshadowed by his own as the bindings on him activated and he pulled her up, kicking the chair out of the way as he did. He spun her body around, the small of her lower back hitting the table as he forced her neck to the side and uncovered her neck revealing the mark he'd left on her from last night, the bindings gripping him harder and she felt as his body clenched in pain as he hissed at her. "You belong to me Sakura, I caught you, I marked you". She placed a hand between them, putting space between their bodies, her heart beating hard against her chest as her mind spun. Madara's eye watched her, the black tomoes spinning dangerously fast and she could see it, he was calculating his next move and hers.
His hands moved then, gripping her hands and removing them from their position and he was on her, the hold on her hands released as he grabbed the nape of her neck and kissed her while lifting her and setting her on the table.
Madara's kiss was like his fighting, decisive, disarming and precise, just as last night she fought back the waves of electricity that bounced around her body at the feel of his lips on hers, the molten lava that nearly melted her spine and she shuddered into him. Where she had controlled the situation last night, this night he was taking the control as he gave her no reprieve from his assault as he fit himself between her legs, wrapping them around him and pressing his scorching body against her cold one.
... 'Run Sakura' ... 'Run' ... With her eyes closed she could focus on the clone then realizing that she had released it as soon as she'd finished healing the younger Uchiha.
There was two options seduce the oldest Uchiha and eventually allow it to backfire on her in the future or stab herself with the nearest object and get out of there.
'He's bound to you, remind him'. Madara pressed his manhood up against her clothed clitoris and the feel of the heat, the thickness, the sheer primal lust that stirred up in her along with another though. "Holy Fuck!" She put a hand on his chest, fear nearly consuming her at the realization of what was happening. At what he would have done to her, right there in front of his own brother.
Gods she could be a dumbfuck sometimes. Madara smirked as he leaned forward, her hand holding steadily against his heavy weight as he lifted her face with this fingers and caressed her lips with his own as he spoke. "When I'm done with you Sakura, I'll be the only religion you believe in".
Just like that the magic spell that he'd had her under broke. 'Gods he's dumb' That switched off her insecurities quickly and then her anger started to build up.
... Both of theirs. ...
She grabbed at his face then, nails digging into his cheeks as she squeezed her thighs against his waist, a bone cracking could be heard as he attempted to remove her. 'Remind him, who you are' Madara hissed under her, his eyes red as he grabbed onto her wrist harshly, the bindings activating when she felt the pain come through from how hard he was holding on. Madara's body clenched in pain, every muscle on him from his neck, shoulders, biceps down to every muscle in his stomach they all clenched beneath her gaze.
"You seem to forget whom belongs to whom Madara. Remember I caught you, I bound you, you are mine not the other way around". She pushed him away from her, using her strength to throw him off of her.
What was surprising was the laugh that Madara released, her nails had left marks on him and the look was not an attractive one, but his laugh, now that was interesting. She stood up and straightened her clothes out as she watched him, he watched her every movement as he spoke.
"Tell me my dearly betrothed, have you always fought your attractions so hard?" She grabbed the knife from the table then and threw it at him. "We are not engaged!" Madara caught it easily enough as he stood and smirked at her. "You didn't deny your attracted to me though". This time she threw the goblet. "I've had enough of you!" She threw the fork and the spoon and he dodged them all effortlessly, of course he would.
She realized it in that moment Madara was not only excited about her attraction to him, he was also excited about how she was reacting to her own realization of her attraction ... The man was that much of a masochist that he was getting off on her trying to hurt him.
... How had she not realized that till now. She remembered then, when she had threatened to cut him in half, he'd had a very interesting reaction to her threat. The same he was giving to her now and even during the war she remembered his happy reactions to seeing his own blood, and feeling pain after he'd resurrected himself completely.
Gods this man was so screwed up, she had thought much of that was after Izuna had died, but now she was beginning to understand that Madara was just messed up from the get-go. Was it perhaps because he was Indra's reincarnation or was it because of the Uchiha clan and their ways?
Sasuke had been a kind child from what she could remember, but Sasuke had grown up in a clan that had outcasted Madara nearly a century before that, pushing out his beliefs and practices once he'd been 'killed' by the Shodaime.
Madara had grown-up in a war-torn clan, in a war-torn era, as apposed to Sasuke who had seen the Uchiha living in a peaceful village with loving parents and a loving and kind brother and a clan that cared about one another.
... And her dumbass had seduced him ... Gods she was dumb. With a deep breath she closed her eyes as she linked with her real body, she needed to get out of there immediately before she did something even stupider than she had already done.
Opening her eyes she looked around the koi pond and down at the fish that swam with one another. Her clone had been deactivated and she took in a deep breath.
... How was she going to convince a mentally fucked up shinobi that they weren't engaged?
Madara smirked as he watched Sakura's green eyes turn into fiery green flames before she popped out of the area, Izuna sighed then and he turned his head to look at his brother.
Izuna had his hand on his forehead looking clearly exasperated then and he set his Sharingan on him. "You do remember that she's not a whore right?" He scoffed. "Of course I know she's not a whore". Izuna leaned back then and Madara realized that his younger brother was clearly not happy about what had happened right then.
It was to be expected, he'd made sure Izuna knew that he wanted Sakura and he was not going to allow another man to have her. As if his Izuna had been reading his thoughts he spoke up. "You didn't have make such a crude show either".
His smirk didn't move as he watched Izuna's body language, he had been very uncomfortable with how he'd claimed Sakura right in front of him. "Now that you know, I won't have to do it again".
Shaking his head Izuna leaned back in his chair as he finally looked him in the eye as his tomoes spun.
"I want you to begin this as soon as possible", "As you command", "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".
"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 Ōtsutsuki Clan member". Kita regarded him carefully.
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".
Madara pulled out then and he looked down at his brother, now he was confused. "I thought you wanted her". Izuna scrunched his nose. "She's too wild for me, maybe if she was ... nicer, but I figured from the moment I'd met her she'd be better for you than for me ... especially with those eyes that you dreamt of. That's the memory I'd kept from you when you'd woken up after being poisoned, me and Kita have been working at finding a way to marry her into the clan, I didn't want you to be mad that I've decided to choose your bride for you, especially considering it's supposed to be the other way around".
Izuna hadn't wanted Sakura ... "The two of you though, before we left for the border at the gates you were flirting with her" Izuna's brow arched high then. "We were talking about what she'd healed of my Sharingan, it is interesting to know what an outsider found. Besides should I not be kind to my future sister-in-law and matriarch?".
... How had he not realized this before. "How were you able to hide this from me?" Izuna shrugged. "You've been distracted by the Senju and her, it's been rather easy".
Izuna sipped at his wine, his nose scrunching. "I don't care for this plum wine ... You shouldn't have been so aggressive with her".
Sitting down he grasped the wine-goblet then, inhaling the scent of the wine, plums, not grapes, Sakura had been drinking it at a steady pace and seemed to have enjoyed it ... Was it because it was the plums perhaps? "What man wouldn't want to dominate her?" He looked up to see Izuna roll his eyes. "She's never been married, there's a high probability that she's still innocent ... despite her ... free thinking, given her obvious education I wouldn't doubt she grew up reading those love-stories and romantic poetry, remember she's soft-hearted".
"She's in for a rude awakening then, romance only exist in stories it doesn't exist in the real world" Izuna scoffed, "Do you have another opinion on the subject?"
Izuna shrugged his shoulders. "Would you believe it if I told you that romance exist ... You'd only be able to see it if you stopped fucking around", "When did you become the expert?" Izuna popped open a bottle of sake then.
"I've always been smarter than you Madara", He took the bottle out of his brothers grasp. "If that's the case, then perhaps you'd be able to tell me how we'd be able to get Sakura to agree to marry me". Izuna opened another bottle then. "Well for one you can stop trying to claim her like some neanderthal".
... That wasn't funny. Izuna took a swig of the sake. "First we need to convince the clan and the Daimyo to allow the marriage, if we are unable to get a proper marriage out of her then it will be all for not, we're bound to her now and unless you want the Senju or god forbid some lesser clan than even that take control of our clan then we need to make sure that the marriage is true and unbreakable, being a war-wife will probably not cut it as much as being a matriarch would".
He sighed, he was afraid of that. "I doubt we could convince the Daimyo to allow it, she doesn't have the outer qualities that an Uchiha matriarch needs for the Daimyo to be appeased with the union".
Izuna nodded his head as he poured himself more sake. "But she's still so pretty". There he and his brother were definitely in agreement. "We need to move on this quickly then, before the Senju realize they have a better in than we do".
Izuna placed his sake on the table then. "What do you mean?" He sighed. "Ashina, you seem to have forgotten brother that the Senju and Uzumaki have kept their ties closely knotted with continuous intermarriage between their clans and that old man seems to have built some sort of rapport with Sakura, she trust him enough to let him in on her plans to bind us and even trust him to know where she'd kept the peace contract and be the witness on top of that, I'm betting he even knows where she's hiding her real body, if she's not with him ... Tobirama will realize soon enough that Ashina is his in to get close to Sakura".
Izuna drank more of his sake then. "We need to work quickly then, we can't allow the Senju to have control over us ... If Tobirama somehow convinces Sakura to marry him the Uchiha clan will be slaughtered when he finds a way around the bindings".
There was no doubt about that either. ... Still though where would Sakura keep herself hidden? She'd given up the fact that she'd contracted the Hyuga, Namikaze and Uzumaki to protect her, he highly doubted she would hide away there, it was too risky, even for her.
... She smelled of lotus oil ... "When we get back we need to find a merchant that sells lotus oil". Izuna arched a brow at him. "Lotus oil?" Of course Izuna wouldn't know of it, his brother had never been to the Daimyo's palace. "Sakura smelled of lotus flowers last night and today as well, it's one of the most expensive oils and not many would know to ever ask for it, it's a civilians scent, only the highest noblemen could afford it ... If we find a merchant that sells it we may be able to track Sakura that way ... If not he would know where there's a lotus flower field".
Izuna's eyebrow was still arched. "Lotus flower". He nodded his head. "It took me by surprise as well, I haven't smelled it since I was a young boy, but I'd remember that smell from anywhere".
..."Fine, fine I'll send out scouts to start tracking her whereabouts and you need to work on your charm". Now he knew his brow was arched. "What about my charm? I've never had any issues with bedding women before". Izuna chuckled then as he looked back at him with his Sharingan bright.
"Well of course not, you were the heir-apparent and now the Chief of the clan ... Women always want the chance to prove themselves worthy of the title, but Sakura ... Well Sakura is now our master, she's not going to be easy to convince especially since your not exactly the most likable Chief she could choose from if she were interested".
... Not the most likable? ... "What do you mean I'm not the most likable?" Izuna smirked then as he reclined back in his chair with a chuckle.