A month later in konoha.
What was he supposed to do? Punish the kid? And then what?.
Madara listened to his angry uncle and other elders complaining about his son again.
But this time was different, this time they demanded punishment.
Madara looked at the angry haitfull elders and then at his silent cute son, to madara Sasuke was the equal of perfection, how can anyone not love him?every time he looks at the child he feels lucky to have him.
"Sasuke" he says gently and brushes the bangs away from his son moon-shaped face. His hair is pitch black, but it catches the light like raven's feathers.
He can already hear the murmurs of disprove around him, of course as the leader he shouldn't be brushing the kid's hair, or even talking to him, he should be deciding his punishment.
"yes papa"
Sasuke refused to call him outo San, he calls him papa instead and madara liked it even better than outo San.
" Why did you touched an important scroll without permission?"
The 7 year old looked as comfortable as ever when he answered
" I'v just wanted to read, that's not a crime, isn't? "
" Read it! That's insane, you're just a 7 year old kid , clan heir or not, you're not allowed near our secret scrolls , let alone taking them out of the compound, that's treason"
Snapped Madara's uncle at the kid.
Immediately, Madara pushed Sasuke behind him in a protective move.
" You had just said it uncle, he's just 7 year old kid , you can't accuse a 7 year old of treason. "
Madara knows exactly what is it like to be accused of things you never did, he knows what is it like to be in Sasuke's place, he had been in the same situation before.
He was only five the first time it happened .
(His breathing is sharp, erratic from his childish sobbing, and his Father looked down his nose at him.
His father said that punishments had to be severe if he was to learn anything from them.
"Why are you crying ?" his father asked after beating the shit out of him.
and little madara looked up, his eyes glassy and red-rimmed.
"Does it hurt?" his father asks again, and Madara shakes his head frantically. Strands of hair stick to histear-streaked face.
"It doesn't hurt," he lies, too afraid of saying the truth.
His father watches another tear roll down his cheek. "Then why are you crying?"
His breath hitches pitifully, a whine starting in his throat. "Because I'm sorry," he cries. "I'm so sorry outo Sama, that would never happen again I promise"
It was always like this, little madara does something that doesn't seem good enough to the elders and the head of the clan torture him.
Madara cried out as he's yanked towards the floor.
his small cat caught in the dog's teeth.
The dog steps backward, dragging the already dead animal along the hardwood, and Madara leaps forward trying to get the cat again, only to be kicked by his father.
This has been going for an hour or more and his muscles couldn't take the beating anymore.
"Stop!" Madara shouts, "Stop, stop!, let him go, it's not his fault please "
Temper flaring, His Father steps forward to grab the scruff of his yukata. "You will tell me nothing," he snarls, and Madara goes limp as the dead kitten. The lack of struggle only incenses his father more, and he shakes him. "Your punishment ends when I say it does."
His father drops him to his feet, and drags him up the path, strides are too long to match, and madara stumbles alongside him.
"Outo Sama, please.. Hupm ... don't kill the other cats, please... Please.. I'll do anything. "
"Children like you require a firm hand,
No son of mine would be considered soft and weak, that is no leader characters ."
"I'm sorry!"
"What is that supposed to solve?, is it supposed to make the elders happy with you? Will that help us defeate the Senju."
His father pulls him up to look him in the eye. "What do your apologies offer me, Madara?"
Madara takes a shuddering breath. "I don't know," he simpers. "I don't know, I'm sorry."
"Apologies do not change what has been done." He turns his eyes downward, his jaw tight. "I expect better from you Madara."
"I'll be better," Madara vows.
"I'll defeat the Senju father, I'll make you proud ."
Madara snapped out of the painfull memories and looked at his son again , he wasn't his father, and Sasuke wasn't himself, he will never torture his son just to please the elders, he'll never treat his flesh and blood as tool of war.
" Sasuke apologize to the elders" the Uchiha leader muttered, And his son obeyed immediately even though he looked annoyed.
" Next time you want to read something remember to ask me first okay? , and it's forbidden to take anything out of the library, "
He added.
"Okay papa " the child nodded.
" You can go, and don't get yourself in troubles " Madara informed the smiling child.
" What!!!"
" What does that supposed to mean lord madara?"
" You can't just let him go"
They protested as he expected them to do, but he ignored them as he followed the running child with his eyes.
"Madara, you can't let your son go unpunished, people will think You'r giving him a special treatment"
Muttered his uncle.
The young leader huffed.
" He apologized and I accepted his apology, and that would never happen again"
" That is not how we treat our children Madara, and you know it, kuso, Your father would be very disappointed in you right now "
His uncle basically Screamed.
" That spoiled brat needs to be punished, if you can't do it, will do it ourselves"
Some of the elders said.
"Exactly, the kid is getting out of control, he needs to be punished"
Now, Madara's anger was flaring .
" Listen to me everyone, I'm gonna tell you this once and for all : No one, and I mean no one at all, is going to ever touch my son,
Sasuke is a red line, you touch him you die, and I mean it "
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As soon as Sasuke walked out of the Uchiha compound Naruto run toward him.
" What happened?"
" Nothing, i just had to apologize"
" Really? that guy seemed very angry. . "
Sasuke shrugged " hin he can't do anything to me, I'm madara's son"
Naruto raised a blond eyebrow " Say what?"
" I said they can't do anything I'm madara's..." the raven haired boy stopped for a minute " I mean I'm supposed to be madara's son, at least he thinks so"
He explained.
Naruto glared at his friend " something is telling me that you are starting to like this son father thing way too much. "
Sasuke gasped " No, no, why would I do that?, I'm not you moron. I don't get attached to people, I'm just trying to play the role, you know... It will help us change the future "
Naruto rolled his eyes" If you say so "
" No seriously, I'm just trying to help him, it's the first step into stopping the future. Anyway he's been acting a little weird lately. "
This caught Naruto's attention" How? Is it zutsu? Did you felt him ? "
" No, not zetsue madara seemed upset,he's kind of sad, he barely goes out of the house, he didn't even scowled me, or chase me to bath "
" Maybe he's still upset with the hokage thing?, he didn't visit Hashirama at all this week. "
" No, I don't think so, I'v talked to him the day konoha announced Hashirama hokage, it's something else "
Naruto thought for a minute before saying " maybe Lord first knows "
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Hashirama was clueless, why would madara be upset? As far as he knows nothing happened.
" And you call yourself a friend "
Commented Naruto
Hashirama entered his depressing mood as usual.
" I told you, he's of no use"
At that moment Tobirama walked in
" What's wrong brats?"
" Nothing we were just going " answered Sasuke.
They were about to walk out when Tobirama called for Sasuke
" mini madara"
" snowy guy"
Tobirama gritted his teeth " you should be with your father today not here. "
Sasuke looked back at the Senju.
" why is that?"
" it's his brother death anniversary, he needs you. "
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