Chapter Eight - Madara's Grief

Mito only smiled as she watched Tobirama train Hashirama. It was sweet and she knew that once he had children of his own, he was going to be a wonderful father. She only hoped that once that day came, he didn't forget about Madara and Hashirama, since she had seen parents forget about their adopted children, once they got their own. "I have drinks."

"Thanks Mito," Hashirama said a giant smile on his face, as he came to her. Covered in sweat and breathing hard. She knew that soon, Tobirama would have to leave and go back to his office. After all, she was sure that someone was going to pick up on the fact that he had clones doing all of his work. She was surprised that in the last week, that no one has noticed him leaving and coming back, even through he was 'still in the office'. "Mada's still asleep?"

"I don't know, but he hasn't left his bed."

"Hashirama why don't you check on him? I have to talk to Mito," Tobirama told his son. As the days went he stopped seeing Hashirama as his older brother and Madara as his hated enemy, but his children. Sure it has been almost three months since the 'seal incident', but he doubted that there was a way to bring them back to their normal ages.

"Okay Tobi!" Hashirama said running into the house and in the direction of the room, he and Madara shared. He knew that Tobirama would have to give them their own rooms, but he didn't mind sharing one with Madara, after all, his crush was adorable when he was asleep, even more so when he was starting to either go to sleep or wake up.

"I could've check on him," Mito told the white haired male, she wanted to say something else, but stopped once she saw his slightly reddened checks. "What's wrong did something happen?"

"No... I was wondering, if you would like to go out?"

"On a date?"

"Yes."

"I would love to, Tobi," Mito said pulling the white haired man into a hug. She only hoped that it was because her father was still trying to marry her off, but she was sure that he was looking at another clan, since Hashirama had disappeared, or he was giving the man some time to be found. "Just tell me, it's not because father wanted it?"

"No. He wants to marry my missing brother."

"Too bad for him. Your just so sweet."

"Tobi and Mito sitting in a tree," a voice said from above them. The two looked up to see Hashirama with a large grin on his face and Madara looking at him with wide eyes. " NG, first comes love and then comes marriage and here comes Mito with a babies carriage."

"Hashi, I think it's marriage and then love?" Madara said glaring at his 'brother'. He couldn't believe that he dragged him out of his bed, just to see Mito and Tobirama hugging each other. Hashirama could be an idiot sometimes.

"Hashirama, Madara go to your room," Tobirama told them. Madara only sighed as he took the tanned boy's hand and dragged them back to their room. "Can't believe them sometimes. Good luck, I've got to organise the festival."

"The village was created three years ago? Wasn't it?" Mito asked. No one knew why the Uchiha agreed to the treaty, but the rumour was that Hashirama offered it when Madara was lying on the ground, defected. Or that he had sighed with a sword pressed to his throat. Few people had said that both of them were planning it since they were children, but Madara wasn't able to get his clan to agree, so they had to continue fighting. The last one wasn't really believe nor was the second. "I can't believe it's already November."

"I don't anyone can believe it's been three years, since we've been at each other's throats."

"So you need to go?"

"I was wondering if you could help?"

"What about Madara and Hashirama?"

"Don't worry. I can ask Toka to look in on them."

"Can she look after them?"

"They're safe. We have sensors at the gates," Tobirama told her. But he knew that she had became close to the two, even Madara started to trust the red head. Which was an almost impossible task. He had known the raven for thirteen year, and only when he got turned into a toddler, was he starting to trust him. "But I'm sure Toka wouldn't mind doing her paperwork, while keeping an eye on the two."

"Mada what's wrong?" Hashirama asked once they were in their room. He had been watching his friend for the last five minutes, so far all the raven had done was look at the roof. "Please tell me what's wrong? Is it because it's... I see. I'm sorry I wasn't able to help him."

"I couldn't keep one promise to him."

"He would want you to be happy."

"He would want me to protect the Uchiha clan."

"And you did."

"No I didn't."

Hashirama only sighed and climbed onto his bed, lying down next to his friend and pulling him into a hug. He hadn't seen Madara cry for years, but even then it wasn't much. "You know it's okay to cry. Izuna would want you to be happy, he loved you and I'm sure of it."

"He... he deserved better," Madara said as tears started to go down his face. He could still remember his father telling him that crying was weak, that showing emotions was weak. But it didn't seem to matter, not when his friend was hugging him and telling him that it was alright, for the second time. "I wasn't able to protect him."

Hashirama only put his head on top of his black hair, drawing cycles around his back. Something must have snapped, since soon Madara was crying his eyes out and hugging him back. Sighing, Hashirama sat up pulling Madara into his lap. Crossing his legs so that he was completely hugging his friend. "It's alright Madara, I know you miss him. But he would want you to be happy. He loved you, so don't torture yourself."

"What's going on?" Tobirama asked as he walked into their room. Mito wanted to go get Toka, to make sure that the women knew what would happen if she didn't look after her children, and found Hashirama hugging a crying Madara. "I see... Izuna's death?"

"He's cried himself to sleep," Hashirama told him, showing him Madara's redden face, tears tracks going down his checks. "I want to help him. I think I'm getting Tobi, I really am."

"That's good. Toka's going to look after you."

"The festival?"

"Yes, Hashi."

"Hopefully Mada wants to go. It'll be fun."

"I'll see you later," Tobirama told him, kissing his forehead and the sleeping toddler's, before helping his brother, son, under Madara's blanket, where Hashirama place Madara only his stomach. "Stay still, I'll get the camera."

"Really? I don't Mada will like that."

"Too bad. Mito will want to see this."

"Do you love her?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because I want you to be happy?"

"And you like Madara."

"And if I do."

"I would tell him. I've already asked Mito. However, I wouldn't do anything until your older."

"So no sex."

Tobirama only looked at his brother with wide eyes, before going to his room and grabbing the camera Mito had given him, so that they could catch the two's 'cute moments' so that they would remember them. He also couldn't believe what his brother asked, it was a good thing that Madara was asleep. He didn't want to think about how the raven would react to something like that.

"So no?"

"No Hashirama, no without his permission and wait until his at least sixteen."

"Okay," Hashirama said while yawning and closing his eyes. If Madara was asleep, then he might as well go to sleep as well. Where he could dream about kissing his friend and other naughty things that he couldn't do until he was older. "Good night."

Tobirama only smiled before taking the picture. He didn't know how it worked, but he trusted Mito would be able to get the picture out of it. After all, it was her clan who came up with the thing.