I'm really happy that people like this story :3
Honestly I have no idea how far this story will go, I kinda wrote it on a whim and my friend told me to just go and post it so I did...so I'll just keep writing and see how it goes. Thanks for reading and for whoever reviewed! Makes me happy to know people read this.
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Ages:
Madara- 17
Izuna- 14
Fuyumi- 15
Two years after Madara claims Fuyumi.
"I can't believe that they're betrothed now!"
"I heard that she had demanded to Tajima-sama that they be wed!"
"What? That is unforgivable! Not only does she steal Madara-sama from us but she dares to threaten our leader?"
"We need to remove her, she is becoming a pain. I thought she was just a servant!"
Heh...who's becoming a pain? Care if I join in the conversation?" A voice spoke behind them.
The servants in the hallway quickly turn around only to pale and they internally panic while trying to think of a response.
"I-I-Izuna-sama! W-we sincerely a-a-apologize, we w-were not aware that y-you had r-returned!" One of them stuttered out.
Izuna gave them bland looks as he said,"Perhaps I should tell nii-san what you ladies said, hm? Maybe he'll have you beheaded or something..."
He shot them amused glances as they started showing their panic and began sweating. As he held a stare they even started to shake in fear of their thoughts of what could happen to them.
"Well...I have to go now! Need to report to otou-sama since I just got back.."
"H-hai..Izuna-sama..."
They all bowed to him as he walked past them, Izuna's grin spelling their impending doom.
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"Otou-sama! I have returned!"
Izuna barged into the office past the guard standing outside making Tajima look up from his work.
"Ho? Already? We were not expecting you to return for another five days.." Tajima stared at his son with an eyebrow raised with a questioning glance in his eyes.
"Aha..well, you see..about that. When I got to the site where the treaty was suppose to happen, there wasn't anyone around.. Are you sure you were given the correct day?"
"Hn."
Tajima called in the guard standing outside of his office and told him to get the person who had given him the information that the Senju would be making a treaty with someone.
A few minutes later the guard returned with an old man who was clearly not of Uchiha descent, light brown hair mixed with gray strands on his head.
"Uchiha-sama, you requested my presence?" He spoke slowly, unsure of exactly why he had been called. Or at least he hoped it wasn't what he thought it would be about.
"Yes. It would seem that your information was wrong. What do you say for this?" The glare that Tajima gave him at the end of this made the man extremely nervous and his eyes started darting back and forth trying to find an escape route.
The sliding door suddenly opened and in walked Madara and Fuyumi, both who had been passing by and noticed that the guard was not outside of the door.
"Otou-sama, why isn't the gu-," Madara stopped mid-sentence as he saw that the guard was inside the office along with a man he had never seen before. Fuyumi was standing next to him with an impassive face.
Suddenly the old man moved and attempted to make a grab for Fuyumi, assumingly trying to take her hostage.
He didn't get very far, as Madara grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up from the ground as he glared. The look in his eyes promised much pain in his future for his attempt.
"What are you playing at, old man?"
Before he could make the move to dispose of him, Tajima quickly intervened," wait! Madara, we need some information from him. The information we had Izuna investigate was false, we need to know why he gave us this information. Go ahead and extract this from him, but don't kill him yet. We need him alive for now."
"Tch. Fine. Fuyumi, let's go."
The two left with the old man in tow, being dragged along the floor.
Tajima turned to Izuna after shooing the guard away back outside.
"Rest for the remainder of the day, once we get the information from him we will hold a meeting tomorrow morning."
"Understood. Good night, otou-sama."
Screams could be lightly heard from underneath the Uchiha compound, but no one was bothered by them as they continued their day.
(A/N- I was gonna do more on that but then I remembered I made this rated K..)
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The next morning.
Tajima sat near the side of a small long room, Izuna to his left and Madara and Fuyumi on the right. Across from them sat the Uchiha elders, old and wrinkly skin on their bodies from old age. In front of all of them were tea cups and saucers prepared by Fuyumi.
"Madara," Tajima spoke to start," what did you get from that man yesterday?"
"He's working with the Senju-"
The moment 'Senju' came out of his mouth the elders immediately started growling to have the man executed. Fuyumi slammed her tea cup back down on her saucer, immediately silencing the elders. She gave them a cold glare that had all of them mumbling apologies before looking up at Madara and gesturing for him to continue.
"The Senju promised him that he would be paid a large sum for helping them as well as protection. He was to give us that location to make us send out a platoon of Uchiha there but since sent Izuna they were unable to go through with it apparently. They must have sent weaklings. He told me the location of the Senju's temporary base near that location, I believe that we should attack them by next week."
Tajima thought carefully about this idea and turned to the elders for their opinion. The elders looked to each other and all nodded.
"We would like to agree with this proposal."
"Very well. I will go with Izuna and Madara and a platoon in three days. I believe we are finished here now."
Everyone left the room and Tajima went to go make arrangements for the battle. Izuna sent a grin to Madara and Fuyumi before leaving to go pester some maids for entertainment.
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Three days later.
The group of Uchiha by the gates were getting prepared to leave and double checking that they had enough equipment and rations for their trip.
Fuyumi stood by Madara and grabbed his hand, holding it up to her cheek. Madara looked down at her with an eyebrow raised, wondering what she was doing. Once she released his hand she just looked up at him with a small smile and he huffed and put his hand on her head.
"Stay with okaa-sama, we all know that her health has been declining.."
Fuyumi nodded and waved as Tajima called out that they would be leaving. Within seconds, she was the only one left and headed back.
"Nii-san, that was sooo mushy. I'm telling okaa-sama when we return."
"Izuna, shut up."
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Three weeks later.
"They're back!"
"Madara-sama and the others are back!"
Fuyumi looked up from her book and headed out towards the gates. When she arrived though, everyone was silent. Someone spoke up.
"M-Madara-sama..where is Tajima-sama..?"
"...otou-sama is no longer among us."
The crowd gasp but a small choke caught everyone's attention and all looked back.
"Okaa-sama!"
Everyone rushed to her side as she collapsed on the ground, eyes wide and her body shaking. Her choked breaths becoming shorter and shorter by the second while everyone called for a doctor. A doctor came out from the compound, but not soon enough. Lady Uchiha was dead, from illness and shock.
Soon enough the crowd dispersed and the elders held a meeting with Madara, Izuna, and Fuyumi.
"...since Tajima is..no longer here, we hereby appoint Madara as clan head. We expect to hear what happened at the battle within a few days."
The consensus was obvious and the meeting ended, Izuna returning to his room to mourn leaving Madara and Fuyumi in front of the elders.
"Madara."
The two stopped themselves from leaving and looked back to the elders, who looked unsure of what to say next.
"Seeing as you are to be the clan head, we propose that you and Fuyumi be wed in a month's time.."
"Hn."
Madara stormed out of the room grabbing Fuyumi with him and returned to his room. Once they arrived he closed the door behind him and paused, leaning against the door.
Fuyumi held his arm and led him to his futon, making him sit. She then stripped his person of his armor plates and setting them off to the side, before wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him. Madara stiffened, but she continued and rubbed her cheek against his while moving to sit in his lap.
Eventually he relaxed and continued to stay silent, not giving any protest to her actions nor pushing her away.
The two fell asleep on the futon, Fuyumi hugging his body and Madara wrapping an arm around her, holding her as close as he could to himself.
Don't leave.