Many people were resurrected by Orochimaru's Rinne rebirth, including Asuma and Sasuke.

Madara was tidying up a house in the Uchiha district that she claimed, was covered in moss, vines, and dust. She knew of the massacre but no one bothered renovating them or cleaning them? It made Madara furious with all the poor decisions whoever was in charge made. Everything from the previous owners had not been touched and Madara was lucky to find some clothes that fit her, though they were not meant for a woman of her bust, they were a man's clothes.

Madara was cleaning the front yard of her new home when she saw someone struggling to walk around, she seemed blind.

"Are you alright child?" Madara asked as she saw a teenage Uchiha. The girl looked in Madara's general direction, "Hello? Who's there?" Sasuke asked almost frightened.

Madara dropped the rake she was using and walked over to the girl, she saw that she had no eyes. "What is your name child?"

Sasuke found the woman's voice tone frightening and soothing at the same time, but she had no other choice being unable to see. The only reason she even made it so far from her grave was using her minor sensory training. "Sasuke Uchiha. But who are you and why can't I sense you?"

Madara chuckled slightly, "So it did work." She cleared her throat, "You must have already heard my name before, but I have turned a new..." Madara laughed to herself about the day she named the village, "Leaf. You may call me Madara Uchiha."

Sasuke shuddered and lost her footing and fell backward, she prepared to hit the ground but didn't. She was being held up by something, Madara grabbed a hold of Sasuke's shirt collar. "It is alright, you have nothing to worry about, child," Madara said straightening Sasuke up.

"Did you kidnap my body and resurrect me?" Sasuke asked tensely.

Madara laughed, "Oh, no. You were killed quite some time ago. In your short nap to the grave, there was a whole war. All against me by the way. But after everyone was put into the infinite Tsukuyomi except for me and Hashirama, we fought a rabbit goddess and sealed her away to never be seen again. Orochimaru obtained his own pair of Rinnegan and I made him use the art of Rinne rebirth to resurrect everyone within the last six months that didn't die to natural causes. Hence you being alive again."

Sasuke just stood there confused, "But why can't I see?"

Madara thought for a moment, "I take it your older brother, such a gentleman he was, took your eyes and gained the eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. When he returns he will be thrilled you are alive. I believe he still has his Sharingan around for you somewhere."

Sasuke felt relieved knowing Itachi was safe but she wanted to see now, "And what do I do until he gets back here?"

Madara smiled, "You can stay with me of course. Though I have to finish cleaning out those bedrooms first..."

"But what about our house? It is still a mess." Madara's angel said on her left shoulder.

The devil appeared on her right shoulder and said, "You could always take a note from Hashirama's book and use clones."

Madara sighed to herself, "I suppose that hollow-headed idiot had one good idea."

Sasuke kinda laughed at that, "You mean the First Hokage? He didn't seem very bright to me, but he was a good fighter."

"Yes, and lazy." She performed a hand sign, "Wood style: Multi-wooden clone jutsu." She created ten clones to go and clean up her home.

Sasuke heard the clones running around, "But why are you here?"

"I umm, well, I lost. I lost a battle with Hashirama. A battle of the body and the mind. I wanted to make the world better but shed my humanity for a cause that was a lie. But now, for once in my life I can focus on myself, and all the little people that I wanted to help."

Sasuke scratched her head, "That sounds... good I guess."

Madara grabbed Sasuke's hand and dragged her into her home, she sat Sasuke down on a futon couch and asked, "Are you hungry? I can make you some food if you like."

Sasuke almost sneered, "Madara Uchiha knows how to cook?"

Madara gave her a joking smile, "Of course, I had to cook my own meals out in battle."

"But what you eat out on missions are just MREs, cooking normal food is different. My brother and I cook all the time."

Madara twitched a little bit, she had never done actual cooking. She'd cooked meat over a campfire and eaten leftover food but making something from scratch or using ingredients? She had never actually cooked a normal done.

Madara checked the cabinets for any preservatives, she saw a jar of strawberry jam that hadn't been opened and a jar of peanut butter. Madara sighed to herself, "I am actually resorting to a simple sandwich, how degrading." She had a limbo clone go and grab a loaf of bread from a baker quickly and began work on a sandwich.

Sasuke still in earshot asked, "What was the Uchiha clan like back then?"

Madara groaned at the thought, "It was a proud and stubborn clan, no one backed down from a fight because if you lost you either died or were executed for losing. That all changed when I was named clan leader, everyone was able to become a Shinobi not just the boys but us girls too. Though the amount of female Shinobi were limited, I made sure no girls in the future would have to endure what I had from the boys and clan elders."

"The circle of old people? They didn't seem like they understood anything that was going on during my Dad's meetings with them." Sasuke said.

"Oh yes, I do not doubt it. They were so out of touch they wanted to marry me off to the first man to ask. But they did want me gone, though thinking of it marrying me off to an Uzumaki would have forced me to move to Uzushio, leaving my clan leader status. Or continuing to be a clan leader with Uzumaki as my last name, there has not been a precedent for that during the almost three thousand and eight hundred years of the clan's existence." Madara finished making Sasuke's sandwich and handed it to her.

Sasuke sniffed the plate and realized that Madara didn't even cook, "You made a peanut butter and jam sandwich... I'm not a child y'know?"

Madara tried her best to keep her embarrassment out of her voice, "I know that. It was just simple and easier to make because I have not any money to go and buy food with, I am just waiting for Hashirama to get back to assist me on that."

Sasuke bit into her sandwich and chewed, she kinda laughed to herself, "The Madara Uchiha just made me a sandwich, now that's not something I'd ever think about ever."

"What are you snickering about?" Madara asked annoyed.

Sasuke finished chewing, "Oh just thinking about life. My brother killed my parents and everyone in our clan, I forgave him after learning that he was doing it for righteous reasons, I watched my sensei train with a dead man, I died, and then I get revived missing my eyes. And then Madara Uchiha made me a sandwich. Pretty interesting stuff."

"Well one, Obito helped Itachi during the massacre. And two, Hashirama is not any ordinary man, he is a man's man. With his perfect flowing hair, those hope-filled hazel eyes, his perfect skin, his perfect abs, and his perfect buttocks."

Sasuke felt uncomfortable hearing her elder describe the First Hokage, "Do you love the first Hokage or something? Cause you seem to keep him in such a high regard."

Madara blushed, "He pressured me until I boiled over and admitted it, and now I cannot stop burning whenever I think of him."

Sasuke smiled, "That sounds like love to me. Though I'm not an expert on love, since I've barely started dating Neji."

Madara was intrigued, "This Neji boy, is he nice?"

"Oh he's been sweet and thoughtful ever since Naruto beat some sense into him during the chunin exams, he was a real downer then."

"How do you know if he truly loves you, or you him? What if words are not enough, how do you express your love through actions?" Madara asked.

"Well I may not know what he truly thinks but he does try his best to be there for me. Last valentine's day he got me Hikaku Uchiha's journal. I remember a story very distinctly about the very first meeting between Uchiha and Senju creating the leaf village. He spoke of how the room glew with hope because of both leaders, there were no more rivalries, no more useless fighting, and no more barriers." Sasuke said.

Madara chuckled just thinking about that day, "Did Hikaku mention when Hashirama ate a ghost pepper?"

Sasuke laughed, "Yeah. He wrote that even though Hashirama Senju was idiotic and childish, he was still a great leader." Her smile faded, "Though later in his journal he said that you were only a good leader during war times. You had too much rage and were always angry and stubborn."

Madara seemed not bothered by the information, "He was right, I was terrible as a leader. I was so sad and angry, but I could never go back on my pride."

"I was angry at my brother for killing our clan, my anger almost consumed my life. But I was finally told the truth of why he did it. And now I'm not controlled by my anger." Sasuke said returning to her sandwich.

"I guess I am not either, and it is thanks to that doofus. I will never understand how he became so full of light and hope, it honestly is annoying at times."

Sasuke finished her sandwich in two more bites, "My friend Naruto is the same way, but he was usually too knuckleheaded to think straight sometimes. And the constant prattling on about being Hokage can be annoying at times."

Madara seemed regretful, "Yes. My pupil Obito wanted to become the Hokage when she was young too. I feel horrible thinking of what I did just for the sake of a false plan, she had her whole life ahead of her and I took it from her. Not to mention she is my brother's great-granddaughter."

Sasuke perked up, "You mean the woman with the same Sharingan as Kakashi-sensei? She was there with Sasori when I died."

"Yes, I suppose she was. I am sorry for that, but that puppet fool was killed by Naruto out of rage." Madara spoke solemnly.

Sasuke sat up from the couch and stumbled toward Madara, "You may have been a villain at some points in your life but you never stopped being my hero." She then hugged Madara.

Madara felt a wave of relief wash over her, she then embraced the younger Uchiha slowly, "Th...ank you."

Several days later, Hashirama returned to Konoha with everyone, he was still wearing his beaten, battered, and torn clothes from his fight with Madara. He watched as loved ones greeted their family members. Itachi stood next to him, Hashirama noticed that Itachi was still saddened by Sasuke's death, "Are you alright, Itachi?"

"Seeing everyone have a family to return to makes me wish she was still here."

Hashirama gave him a reassuring smile, "I wish Tobirama was here too, but at least I know he's resting well now."

Itachi gave a weak smile as he continued staring on at the crowd thinning out.

Obito stood behind Hashirama with Izuna, Hikaku, and Tayuya.

"So this is the village my sister and the wooden idiot made, huh?" Izuna said.

Obito answered, "It was once my home, I wouldn't be surprised if people shunned me for what I did. Especially my sensei."

Izuna looked at his granddaughter, "Ah, don't be like that. I'm sure everyone will forget about it in a year's time. I mean I'm dead and eventually, people will start to forget that, cause life moves on. But what're you gonna do about it, stay stuck in your past, or move on and evolve as a person?"

Obito smiled at her grandfather's words, "I guess the dead have some good advice after all."

Hikaku felt happy knowing that Izuna's descendant survived and actually met him, it was heartwarming knowing that his mission to raise Takara wasn't in vain.

Kakashi stood next to his students, his sensei, his sensei's sensei, and his aunt. "Y'know, Minato. What are you gonna do about the Hokage seat?" Jiraiya asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean Lord Third died to reanimate Lord second, Lord First is alive again and he had the shortest term as Hokage. And you've been kidnapped for the last sixteen years. So who's going to take the mantle up?"

Tsunade flicked Jiraiya on the shoulder, "Don't go pestering Minato about being Hokage, he might want to relax a bit after being held hostage. And if you're so determined to know the situation about the Hokage's seat, why don't you become the Hokage?"

Jiraiya just laughed nervously, "Oh I'm not Hokage material at all, I write erotic books for crying out loud."

Minato laughed it off, "Personally I don't want to be in charge of the village again, I just want to be the father my son never had."

Naruto smiled at his father, "I can't wait to train with you, dad."

Kakashi rubbed Naruto's hair, "What you don't want to train with your sensei anymore?"

"But isn't my dad your sensei, Kakashi-sensei?"

"I mean yeah, but..."

"Then why don't you train with us, I'm sure my dad's a wise sensei."

Kakashi sighed, "Alright, but I'm going to bring someone along that might be a little... rough."

Izuna walked up to Hashirama, "So where do the Uchiha live... or lived?"

Hashirama looked to Izuna and then to Itachi who shrugged, "I guess I can show you. After all, I still need to find Madara."

Just then an Anbu Black ops Shinobi appeared in front of them, "Lord First, you're needed by the village elders immediately."

Hashirama slumped his shoulders, "Can't this wait until later?"

"I'm afraid not, Lord First. It's in regards to Madara Uchiha." The masked Shinobi said. Tayuya perked up about her sensei being involved.

Hashirama sighed, "I'll be right there." He then turned to Itachi and Izuna, "I'm sure you can escort him around."

Izuna held his arms behind his back, "I'll be fine. Besides, what's the worst that can happen?"

Itachi had plenty of ideas, most of them revolved around Obito.

Hashirama made his way to the Hokage estate quickly.

Itachi escorted Obito, Izuna, Hikaku, and Tayuya to his home still in the Uchiha district.

Tayuya played a song on her flute that caused Izuna to start humming along.

Obito couldn't help but reminisce about running through the village, helping granny's with their groceries, and doing missions with Kakashi, Minato-sensei, and Rin. It helped her remember why she loved the hidden leaf village even though she was a clumsy failure then.

"So why is the Uchiha district so far away from everyone else?" Hikaku asked.

Obito answered, "After the nine tails attack sixteen years ago the Uchiha were blamed, not publicly of course, but the elders wanted to be safe and so pushed the Uchiha to the furthest outskirts of the village." Everyone besides Itachi were concerned about how detailed she was about it and questioned what else she knew.

Their questions had to wait of course as the house next to Itachi's was currently occupied by two people. Itachi walked up to the front door and knocked, he heard feet moving toward the door. The door opened and revealed Madara wearing a blue shirt tucked into her black pants, she seemed fairly happy. "Oh so everyone is back then. Please, come in." She opened the door for everyone.

Itachi entered to see his sister sitting on a couch with some popped corn from a green bowl, "Sasuke?" He asked hoping it was real.

She stopped eating and looked in the direction of the voice, "Itachi?"

He noticed that she had no eyes, Sasuke put the bowl on a small table next to the couch and stumbled as she got up. Itachi's instincts took over and he prevented her from falling, "Is it really you Sasuke?"

"Of course it is, but you don't have to worry because Madara told me everything."

Itachi almost burst into tears as he hugged her, "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I won't let it happen ever again. I swear on it."

Izuna walked into the room, "So this is your house huh, Onee-chan? I love what you've done with the place."

Madara closed the door right behind Hikaku and Tayuya, "I have hardly done anything to this house besides clean all the dust and cobwebs."

Hikaku wondered, "So did you steal anything to add more flair or is this all from the previous owners?"

Madara rolled her eyes, "I may have borrowed some items from the nearby vacant houses, and a loaf of bread. But other than that I am as clean as a kitchen."

Obito chuckled, "I wonder about that."

Tayuya decided to speak up, "So how big is this place?"

Madara cleared her throat and walked to a hallway of doors, "This house has five bedrooms, each of which are the same except for which is the closest to one of the two bathrooms. The second being in the master bedroom."

Madara folded her arms, "I have taken the pleasure of selecting my bedroom to be the master bedroom. It is closest to the living room and by extension answering the front door. You may select away or if there are any problems I can be of assistance."

Tayuya chose the middle room, Obito the second to last, Hikaku the last, and Izuna chose the one next to his sister's.

Itachi now sat on the couch with Sasuke, "I'm sure you want the ability to see once again." He said to his sister who laid her head on his left shoulder.

Sasuke shrugged, "I'll take your original eyes if you've still got em, but if not Madara would transplant Orochimaru's Rinnegan into me."

Madara sneezed as she finished dealing with everyone's accommodations in her household, she noticed that Itachi was still there, "So, Itachi, do you know where Hashirama is?"

"Lord First? Well, he's..."

Hashirama opened the door to the Hokage's office, there were two older people one a man in his sixties and another being a woman in her seventies.

"Lord First, we must speak to you about the recent... Visitors." The woman said.

Hashirama made his way to his seat, "I don't think we've met before, so I think we should start off with introductions. I'm Hashirama Senju."

The elders weren't amused, "This is a serious matter, Lord First. Madara has been in the village for days, we haven't sent Anbu to apprehend her because they would surely die. She even came and asked if there were any resources for a victory celebration, we arranged everything she wanted and then she left for the outskirts. And then there's the other one that was in Kakashi and Guy's report on Gaara's rescue, she is just as dangerous yet you do nothing." The man said.

Hashirama's face turned stoic, "Both of them have redeemed themselves and proven that they fight for the leaf, they've paid for their sins."

"Yet it isn't enough." The woman shouted, "They were criminals, they can't be trusted."

"I trust Madara with all my heart, she will never do anything to hurt the village ever again."

The elders weren't convinced, "Let's say you're right and they won't attack the leaf but how can we be so sure they won't attack the other villages during a time of peace?" The man said.

"You want checks and balances?" Hashirama asked.

"At the very least," the woman said. "Maybe put chakra blockers on both of them and remove their eyes."

"No. That's not going to happen." Hashirama said firmly.

"Then what do you suggest, Lord First?"

Hashirama thought for a moment, "How about we put them on house arrest or put them with someone that can watch over them, to prevent anything bad? I nominate Kakashi for Obito, and myself for Madara. If anything bad is to happen you can blame us."

The elders took a moment to answer, "It sounds like something at least. Very well then, you are forced to keep an eye on Madara until she is deemed trustworthy and Kakashi the same for Obito."

Hashirama sighed in relief, "Thank you."

"Don't thank us, you're the one that will have to fight Madara if she is deemed a threat."

Hashirama then got up and left the office, "Do you think he'll manage?" The man asked.

"If we're lucky she'll resort to being a housewife, if not then... I'm sure we can use one of the Uzumaki sealing jutsu." The woman answered.

Hashirama searched around the village sensing all-around the village and felt Madara's hidden chakra in the Uchiha district with Itachi and Sasuke. It was now raining as he hurried all the way there and finally reached the front door, he knocked and waited for someone to answer. Madara opened it to see the now wet Hashirama, "Hashirama, come in and take your shoes off. I do not want the carpet to be dirtied, I had a hard enough time cleaning the dried blood out of it."

Hashirama did as he was told and entered without his sandals, he looked around and noticed how nice the house was, "I see that you've settled in nicely."

"You could say that," she answered.

Hashirama saw Itachi and Sasuke sitting on a couch in the living room, he smiled seeing that the two siblings were happy to metaphorically see each other. Itachi nodded to Hashirama who nodded back.

"Hey Madara, can we... talk?" Hashirama asked.

Madara was caught off guard, "Is this formal or personal?"

"A bit of both," his voice sincere.

She let out a sigh, "Come then, we will talk outside." Madara headed to the back door.

Hashirama followed and they stood under a veranda. He noticed she wouldn't look at him, she spoke softly staring into the rain, "This is regarding my presence here in the village hidden in the leaves, is it not?"

"Some of it, but I mostly came to see how you were doing since..."

Hashirama was cut off by her putting a finger up, "I am fine, more than fine even. I have been cleaning and setting up this house for my family and my student. It has been harder than I originally predicted."

Hashirama chuckled, "I bet. You're not used to cleaning, or at least cleaning so much."

Madara flicked his forehead in response and sighed, "I am a little fearful. I have not lived in a house with anyone since Izuna died, and now..."

"You're overwhelmed, it's alright. You don't have to carry that burden anymore, Izuna's here and I'm here for you."

Madara then looked at Hashirama and saw his hope-filled hazel eyes, she sighed to herself, "So spit it out, what did the village elders say?"

Hashirama cleared his throat, "They don't trust you or Obito and say that the both of you should be imprisoned. But I managed to convince them that you two wouldn't be causing any trouble with any village."

Madara knew there was a caveat, "So what do they require in return?"

"Well, to make sure neither of you doesn't cause any trouble you'll have to be supervised."

Madara thought for a moment and then realization hit, "You did not."

Hashirama shrugged, "I might have."

Madara seemed annoyed by his answer but dropped her irritation, "If it means that I will not be thrown into a dark and damp dungeon so be it."

Hashirama was ecstatic by her answer and hugged her, lifting her, "Oh Madara, I'm so happy you're so cooperative on this."

Madara struggled in his arms, "Okay okay, just put me down."

"Oh sorry, I just got excited. You're evolving as a person."

"Let us hope that is a good thing," Madara said bitterly.

She then had her eyes drawn to Hashirama's exposed chest, "You need to go put on some new clothes, and you need to take a shower."

Hashirama stepped back and sniffed himself, he almost gagged, "I suppose I should. You don't happen to have any spare clothes around here that could fit me would you?"

Madara sighed just thinking about it, "I should have some spare clothes in my bedroom from the previous owners that you could use."

Hashirama nodded and was about to head inside, "Oh, and umm where's the bathroom?"

"There is the master bathroom in my bedroom. It is the closest door to the living room." She answered bored.

Hashirama headed into the house and into Madara's bedroom. It was darker than the living room with barely any light shining in, say for a small window in her bathroom shining in a small amount of light. There was a large bed with a red blanket and black sheets in the center of the room. There was a three-layered shelf that was bare except for five items; a photograph of Madara and himself from the founding of the hidden leaf village. A photograph of himself and Madara during their trip to the hidden stone village. A scrapbook that had himself, Tobirama, and Mito on the front. A small jewelry box. And an old vase that housed a dead bonsai tree.

Hashirama never thought of Madara to be sentimental but he also questioned how she had three of those five items, and then he realized that the vase was the one she gave him for his birthday. He chuckled to himself, "I guess she does care if she still has this." He then walked into the bathroom and took a shower.

Ten minutes later Madara was about to check on Hashirama and Obito was leaning in the hallway, "Waiting on your boyfriend?"

Madara's eye twitched, "Do you not have anything better to do than pester me?"

Obito shrugged, "Ehh, I already set up my room with my things from the rain village so yeah."

"How about you go pester your boyfriend Kakashi," Madara said.

"Why should I?"

"Because you would want to enjoy the celebrations tomorrow no?"

Obito narrowed her eyes at Madara, "What are you talking about?"

Madara laughed, "Oh, you did not know. I managed to arrange a whole festival for the end of the war tomorrow afternoon."

"How did you manage that I wonder?"

"I spoke with many shop owners and the village elders about it all, there is a band to be playing there as well. I am not familiar with them but music always gets people excited. I of course am no exception. Though, music has changed since I cared for it so I am not sure it will even scratch that same itch."

Obito scoffed, "You wouldn't like a lot of modern things, you're too old-fashioned."

Madara was slightly annoyed by this, "I am not old fashioned, just a bit behind the times. I wonder what all I have missed since my fake death?"

"How is it you were so cold and calculating yet be completely normal as if nothing happened before now?" Obito questioned almost angrily.

"Well, when you have seen as many horrors as I have, it becomes a normal Thursday. However, that does not mean I will not imagine those events when I am sleeping."

Obito nodded her head no, almost in disbelief, "I guess I'll go to your victory celebration, Kakashi will ask me about it anyways." Obito then thought of a way to crawl underneath her grand aunt's skin. "Though I wonder if the band could do a slow dance. Y'know, under the stars, in the moonlit night as you face the love of your life. There couldn't be anything more romantic."

Madara shuddered, her skin started to feel itchy, and she felt as though she would hurl up her lunch if she continued thinking about romance. Obito laughed, "You can't admit that you love him for your pride, can you?"

Madara folded her arms and turned away, "My pride does not control me, it is all my own choice."

"Then why don't you say that you love the First Hokage?"

Madara growled, "Why? So you can mock me?"

"You've never once thought of love in a good sense, but now when you have the best form of love you still can't admit it."

Madara turned around angrily, "I would rather die than give you satisfaction from my embarrassment. End of discussion." She then barged into her bedroom.

Hashirama barely had time to put on a towel before Madara burst through the door, "Did my time for a shower just expire or are you angry?" He asked nervously because Madara's face was so red that he'd thought she was angry, and it was half true.

Her senses overloaded causing her to feint, hitting the ground with a thud.

Several hours later Madara awoke with a bruised head, she was in her bed. The room was dark, it must've been night. She got up feeling her head and looked around, and then realization hit her, she hit herself mentally knowing how she embarrassed herself in front of Hashirama.

She opened her bedroom to see Hashirama snoring on her couch, and saw Izuna messing with a radio. He turned around to see his sister in her doorway, "Oh hey, sis." He whispered.

"You are still up." She said lowly through the darkened room.

"I can't sleep, y'know 'cause I'm dead. I thought I'd get some practice with these machines, did you know they can communicate sound through these small boxes?" He said pointing to the radio.

"I think Tayuya called it a radio," Madara said walking out of her doorway.

Izuna stepped away from the table with the radio, "I think it's cool but I was hoping to talk to you first about some things."

Madara walked over to the dining table, "What is it?"

Izuna stumbled a bit, "Well, you uhh... seem different than when you were fighting that snake guy and Kaguya. What changed?"

Madara used to be the woman with every answer but she didn't have an answer for everything, it was always feelings that she'd never understood, it was always her emotions that would be a hindrance, but now she was one with herself. But yet she still struggled, especially when it came to love. It was that damned idiot that could make her feel so happy and angry at the same time, just the thought of being happy brought her anger to rise to the surface. And after she talked with her father beyond the grave she had closure with him, she finally shed a piece of herself holding onto her father's will.

"Everything that happened before the fourth war molded me into what I am, was. But after Zetsu's betrayal, everything has been cloudy." She rubbed her temple in frustration, "It is so infuriating to even think about it, my world flipped upside down on a whim. And then Hashirama told me that he loved me, how could I even respond to that? But being the fool I was, I had to say i did too." She then sat down at the dining room table holding her cheek with one hand, "Am I hopeless?"

Izuna chuckled as he sat down next to her, "I would say yes but I mean, look around. You may have done horrible, awful, despicable, and even dastardly things but maybe that's what needed to happen. The world was almost isolated, and everyone stagnated. You brought them together and now you have a life, a home, a student, a niece, a boyfriend, and a family. It doesn't matter how or what anyone thinks of you, you did the right thing when it counted and that's what matters. Now the question is what you're going to do with this second chance?"

Madara smiled at her brother, "I wish I had your advice when I was trying to dominate the world. But Better now than never. Thank you, little brother. I will remember that for tomorrow." She then walked off to her bedroom.

Izuna watched her slink away into the darkness, "Oh, she's going to have her hands full for a long time thanks to that idiot."