War continued, and days turned into weeks, weeks turned into a month and by then almost a month had gone by since Ninami died, but her death left me alone. I tried to cheer up Madara and Izuna, but it's not easy being down and trying to bring another up.
The worst part is, yesterday Madara had gone blind in war.
I sat in his room that night.
"Will Izuna be alright to do things on his own?" I asked him quietly.
Madara sighed, "No, he won't."
I thought for a moment, and grabbed his hand, making his head turn to me, even though I knew he couldn't see me.
"I could go out there and fight with him."
Madara shook his head instantly. "No, no, no, no. I refuse to let that happen." He growled.
"Madara," I snapped, glaring at him. "You can't be selfish. Think of all of the deaths, do you want them to be in vain?" I squeezed his hand.
"I'm not being selfish," He said. "I'm saying no. I'm refusing that completly."
I grunted, narrowing my eyes. "Are you saying that I'm not able to take care of myself? That because I am a girl, I can't fight like as well as you."
"That's not what I'm say-"
"No? Well that's exactly what it sounds like."
"Saiyami," He said softly. "I just don't want you to get hurt again."
His words stung my heart a little. "Ninami died, Madara." I cussed mentally when my voice broke. I cleared my throat and took a deep breath, calming myself. "Her death won't be in vain. I'm willing to get hurt again for the sake of this war. I'm willing to go and help Izuna. Let me do it please. I promise I won't let anyone kill me."
"Your promises mean nothing to me when death it so easy to come by."
"Promises mean everything in a time like this. Let me do it. I don't want to send Izuna in alone, or with anyone else."
Madara frowned and was quiet for a moment.
"You promise not to die?" He asked forcing a smile, "Then I will let you fight, but if you die, I won't cry over your grave."
I smiled sweetly at him, hurt panging and throbbing in my hurt that the memory of him crying. "Well I don't want to see you ever cry again, so I won't die, then will I?"
He nodded and I leaned down and kissed his cheek.
"Rest is what you need. If you need me then tell one of the medics. They will know where to find me." I whispered. He nodded slightly and I stood up, walking quietly out of the room.
I nodded walking down the hallway. I needed to find Izuna. I needed to tell about that.
I walked to his room, knocking once before opening the door. "Izuna." I called softly.
"I'm in here," He called back dulley. "You can come in." I nodded to myself and walked into his room. I had never been in here so it was kind of shocking to see it in such a neat state considering he hadn't seemed like the one to really be organized.
"Well, Izuna," I started. "I convinced Madara to let me fight at your side tomorrow." His eyes widened. "Don't worry. I'm not going to suddenly die." I rolled my eyes and his eyes down casted. He patted the spot next to himself on the bed, gesturing me to sit next to him.
I smiled, plopping down next to him, and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
"You shouldn't have asked of that. I have generals that will be pissed." He deadpanned, leaning into me a little, making my smile not as forced.
"Well then let them wet their pants, I have right to fight at your side. I'm almost your sister, hell, I could be your sister." I snapped, cheerfully. His eyes glanced at me.
"You mean Madara and you..." He trailed off, not know how to continue. I felt heat rush to my cheeks, so I released him to turn a little.
"No, we aren't there yet..." I muttered, glancing at him. He smiled, even though his eyes were sad.
"Well, you two make the cutest couple." He said pinching my cheeks, making me scowl.
"I know I'm adorable, but Madara, not so much." I snapped back at him humming a little.
"Yes you are, but Madara is just a prick sometimes. But he isn't a prick to you, you make his insides melt. It's easy to see in his eyes." Izuna explained, smirking, and nudging my side. I turned back to Izuna.
"Really?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Yeah, you make him different, nicer, kinder, more aware of himself."
I smiled, "Ninami made you stronger, gave you something to fight for huh?" He nodded.
"She was the only girl I ever really loved, so of course. But speaking of her, you made her a better person. She was kind of bitter before you. No one besides me and Madara would talk to her, so you were amazing to have. She really loved you, you know? You were almost like sisters. Nothing can really cut a sister's bond."
"Nothing can cut a brother's bond either, Izuna." I reminded, patting his back. He smiled.
"And nothing will. I will always protect Madara. I'll do whatever it takes." I smiled and he looked at me. He stood, pulling me to my feet so he could pull me into a hug. "I will do whatever it take to defend you tomorrow as well, Saiyami."
I chuckled, and hugged him back. "I will defend you, and hopefully we will win this thing. It has cost us more lives than necessary." He nodded and squeezed me before letting me go.
"You need to eat then sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day." I nodded and bowed.
"Alright sir." I joked, making him groan.
"Stop being formal, I hate that." He complained.
I snickered, "Alright, Izuna."
He hummed for a moment. "I would have you call me brother, but that will have to wait until the wedding, no?"
I blushed, my eyes going wide. "Umm, yes." I said quickly and I zipped out of his room, hearing him chuckled behind me.
One Week Later...
I kissed Madara's sleeping forehead, before briskly walking from the room, passing Izuna.
"Oh Izuna," I said, grabbing his arm. He turned, humming, to let me know I had his attention. "Madara would like to see you."
He froze, and then nodded. "Alright." I let go of his arm and watched him walk into his brother's room.
"I wonder what that was about..." I muttered. I walked back down to my room, and grabbed my blanket. Madara had sent me to get Izuna, but his hands were getting cold. Obviously he needed another blanket.
I folded the thick, brown wool blanket I only used in the winter and set it down on my bed. I walked to the closet and grabbed a pair of shorts, and a low dipping nightshirt or tank top. With the medics in the house I wasn't allowed to walk around wearing my mini shorts and bra anymore. I sighed, setting down my thin, old black shirt with both sleeves that were not ripped, and breathable skin tight black pants, on the bed.
I thought about Izuna's reaction to my touch, and frowned. Something was bothering him, yet, I didn't know what it was. I bit my lip and looked back at the door. I grabbed the blanket and walked to the door, sliding it open and then stepped out. I crept down the hall and to Madara's room. I poked my head in and felt my throat constrict, blocking all sound and I turned around, walking briskly back to my room. I put a hand over my mouth and breathed heavily, trying to keep from screaming and/or throwing up form the sight I had just seen.
Two Days Later...
I sat next to a broken body, crying. I had failed. I failed. I looked at Izuna's lifeless body.
"No." I said firmly. "Izuna, wake up." I beat on his chest a little. "Wake up. You can't join her yet." I whispered, tears brimming and falling from my eyes.
I looked up at Madara. He glared harshly at his brother's lifeless form.
"Saiyami..." He started. "They are still attacking stand up."
"I-"
"Stand up!" He growled. I did so and sighed.
"Two down. Two to go." I said in a broken voice.
"Don't talk like that."
"It's war." I snapped. "Well I'm going to put a fucking end to end. I will murder everyone who fucking dares to stop me." I growled feeling a new emotion other than the numb tingly feeling. I felt enraged. No more than that. It was something that burned inside of me. A flash of my old Village. The Hanabira. The sights I had to see. It reminded me of the feels I had felt when I saw my mother killed in front of me.
Someone was dying. I don't know who. But this war was going to end on way or another! I promise that on my life. I gave Madara a look that meant I wasn't fucking around. He nodded slightly but didn't speak.