Lexii: Ok. This chapter went through a lot changes and I think some things don't make sense. So I will apologize in advance for that and I will also apologize for the late update as well.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I only own Saya.

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One chance

The tension in the air, was suffocating. Neither, Saya or Madara spoke a word after Madara told Saya that she was his wife. The brown-haired woman was confused on the whole matter. Saya looked at Madara and sighed. She needed answers about this whole ordeal, and he was only person she can ask at this moment.

"Explain…"She crossed her arms against her chest, her voice was stern. Madara looked at her and sighed.

"It was a few years after the attack of the Nine-tailed fox… and the start of the Uchiha clan's Coup d'état on Konoha. You were just small part of this plan." Saya eyes widen.

"Why must she start then, Fugaku? She's still so young." Yashiro Uchiha asked, following the other male to Konoha's police station.

"The younger she starts her training, the faster she can become an ANBU. We need her to help with the plan." Fugaku said. "I will have Itachi to train her.

"Brother, this is your niece were talking. You know I don't want her in the affairs of the clan."

"Yashiro! It not in the matter of what you want but what the clan needs. Saya will train with Itachi in a year's time and she will contribute to help the clan." Yashiro sadly couldn't disobey Fugaku, and agree to the terms that he had set for his young daughter.

It was cold winter night, Yashiro had just put the two year old to sleep, and his wife was already in bed. The elder Uchiha sat on the couch, his mind pondering over Fugaku's direct orders on Saya's training. Yashiro sighed and threw his head back against the couch. A sudden cry rang though the house. Yashiro sighed and walked upstairs to the child's room. When he walked in a dark figure loomed over the crib, where Saya slept in. Her cries grew louder, the more the figure moved above her. Yashiro, pulled a kunai from his pouch, living as ninja with a child and a wife led him to become more protective of his family.

"Who are you?"He said. The figure turned to him, Sharingan met Sharingan. The baby's cries grew louder as she felt the tension between the two.

"Looks just like her mother. Though she's a bit loud don't you think?" The figure asked.

"What do you want?" The figure disappears and appeared behind Yashiro.

"It's a pity don't you think? Your only child to part of the Coup D'état when you don't want her to be."

"How do you know of the Coup D'état?" The figure disappeared and return to the baby's crib. The figure picked up still crying Saya and held her against his chest. Her cries lessen to soft sobs. Yashiro watched. "I'll ask again what do you want."

"Ah. It the matter of what you want and what I need." He stroked the child's head, a small giggle released from her small lips. "Lower your weapon, Yashiro. I didn't come here to fight but to merely talk." A dark chuckled released from him. Yashiro lower his kunai, placing it on the hook of his belt.

"What is it that you need?" Yashiro asked.

"A wife…" He said. Yashiro glared at him.

"And you're choosing my daughter to be your wife?"

"For your want" Yashiro thought for minute.

"And what do you believe my want is?" A chuckled came from the man, finding this conversation amusement.

"You want to keep your daughter from your brother's plan. Am I correct?"

"Yes…" Yashiro crossed his arms. "So, keep her from my brother… you'll take her as your wife…"

"More or less. So your answer?"

"Why did you choose my daughter of all people?"

"I asked for an answer not another question." He sighed. "Your wife is taken, so why not your daughter, she already looks like her mother, in a year's time I bet she act just like her as well." Yashiro sigh, his dark brown eyes looked toward the girl in the stranger arms than back to his red eyes.

"If I refuse?"

"You don't really have a say in this matter. Even if you don't take the offer, I will take her as my wife but she'll be in the hands of your brother. I win either way." The stranger said harshly.

Yashiro glared at the man. He really didn't have a choice in the matter. Saya would either be part of the Coup d'état or a regular Konoha ninja by his choice but it was the price that didn't approve of. Is it worth taking his daughter's freedom of choice of marriage for the freedom of being a ninja? Yashiro sighed.

"I-I'll take the offer…"Yashiro said sadly. The man placed the sleeping girl back in her crib and headed towards the window. "Wait!"

"Hn."

"Your name?" A chuckle emitted from him

"Madara." Yashiro eyes widen at the name but before he could say anything, Madara left, leaving no traces of him behind. Yashiro rushed back to the crib, checking the child for any marks left by the man. There was nothing that marked the child.

Saya shook her head when Madara was finished. "…Madara…"Saya looked at him in the eye. "Tell me this is a lie… please…" Madara stood up from his spot and walked towards her. Madara lower his gaze to her eyes, ones that were avoiding him. He grabbed her chin and forced her look at him.

"It's the truth." Madara said. A growl released from her lips, as she slap his hand away from her face. Anger mixed in with her features.

"Don't touch me." Madara was interested in this new side of her. Time to play…

"Or you'll what?" He said darkly. Madara grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. "Hurt me. Fight me. What will you do?" Saya growled, and pushed him with her might. He loosens his grip on her arm, having both arms free allowed her to push him on the floor, her body on top of his. Madara stared at her, no emotions lay in his eye. "Seduced me…" A smirked played his lips, seeing the kunai that she hid from his sight was placed at his throat. "Admit it. You don't have the strength to fight me nor the will power. So tell me what will you do?" Madara taunted her. Anger swirled in her brown eyes.

"You… SON OF A BITCH!" Saya landed a punch to the elder's jaw sending his head to face the other way. The punch could have broken most people's jaws, but Madara was unfazed from the impact. Madara looked at the women before him. Mixed emotions swirled in her brown eyes until they avoided his contact. The women got off of him and walked to the window. Madara watched as she looked outside. "Get out…" She said quietly.

"Whether you like it or not, we will speak of this again. I have only one request though." Saya looked at him from the corner of her eye. "Avoid Itachi until I say so." Saya fully faced him again.

"You have no right to tell me to avoid my only family. You don't own me!"

"Sorry to tell you this now Princess, but I do own you." He said Sharingan eye piercing hers. Madara appeared behind her, holding her waist and pulling her closer to him. "Everything about you is mine and mine alone." Madara kissed her neck. As quickly as he appeared behind her, he returned back to the door. The women stood in the same spot, visibly tense from his actions. He loved how he gets such reactions from her.

"Get out. Now!" She yelled. Madara turned and walked away, not once looking back at her. Once the door closed, Saya fell to her knees.

'He's not the same person…' Her mind said.

'That's not Tobi… He's a monster. A cruel lying monster, you have to run…' Saya closed her eyes, her mind fighting with her body. She drew her legs closer to her chest.

"Not Tobi… Monster…" She said lowly. Her eyes closed tighter.

'Run…' Her body tense at the word. 'Run.' Her brown eyes slightly open.

'RUN!' The word echoed loudly in her mind.

Madara stood outside Saya's door, a heavy sigh released from his parted lips. Madara knew telling Saya to stay away from Itachi was like throwing oil in a fire. He knew she was going to blow up but listening to her labored breaths inside her room, made him think. Did he take it too far? The shuffling in the room puts his thoughts to ease. 'At least she not crying.' The shuffling in the room stopped and everything became quiet. Madara raised an eyebrow at sudden quietness in the room. When the noise level in the room stayed the same that's when he knew something was wrong. Madara opened the door, only to see all her weapons and herself gone and the window wide open. A angry growl escaped from Madara's lips.

"That women..."