Hi!
Mm soooo sorry for not updating, I've been studying for upcoming midterms.
In response to one of the reviews, Madara and Izuna's brothers passed away already. The others were not introduced when they were younger due to them being quite young at the time. Fuyumi will be defined more throughout the story. :3 hope that cleared things up a bit!
Thank you to everyone who has read this and to those who also reviewed!
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The day after Madara's upcoming succession and his and Fuyumi's plans of marriage are announced to the clan.
"They're going to get married! No!"
"Has the poison been prepared?"
"Yes, it should be arriving later today."
"Very well, we shall have one of the maids slip it in her drink."
"Nii-san, do I really have to wear that? It looks so uncomfortable..."
Currently, Izuna and Madara are staring at the formal wear that the elders had prepared for the wedding. New, expensive dark blue material out together into a lavish male two-layered kimono with the clan symbol embroidered on the back. Izuna's was a more lighter blue, but not too far off from Madara's. Neither of them seemed very interested in the clothing, used to wearing battle armor and equipped with weapons.
"...wait. If they are making us wear these, then what are they making Fuyumi wear...?"
At this, Madara froze. He started thinking about what his wife-to-be would think of the elders planning their wedding for them. Immediately he darted off out of his office to Fuyumi's room, not too far from his own, with a grinning Izuna following behind him. When the sound of screaming maids reached their ears they picked up the pace and soon arrived at an interesting scene.
Fuyumi stood seemingly calm in the center of a crowd of maids sent to help fit her into the wedding kimono sent by the elders, but one could feel what she thought about he current situation from the deadly feeling they got from being near her. That or it was the fact that her hands were in the position to use a katon jutsu, presumably to burn the article of clothing currently being held up by one of the unfortunate maids in the room.
The moment Fuyumi noticed Madara and Izuna she stared for a few moments before gesturing to the kimono with her head and then making the motion with her hand to slice her neck. The two males in the room sweatdropped while the maids panicked and ditched the kimono as they ran out. The kimono was in three layers, the innermost layer a silky light blue, the next white, and the outermost layer was the same dark blue as Madara's own kimono.
"..we shall go to the elders now and..work things out. You know I know you enough to not let you arrange your own wedding, so stop looking at me like that. Yes, that look that you want to burn my hair off."
Madara sent a light glare at Fuyumi while Izuna lightly snorted before all three headed to meet with the elders. Again. Honestly, who ever wants to see the old coots without a reason?
The three of them barged into the room without knocking, surprising the elders who had been drinking tea while chatting idly.
"Oh? What brings you three here? Come to thank us for picking out your weddi-"
Thunk.
The elder speaking decided to shut up as a kunai lodged itself by his seat cushion. The unemotional gaze Fuyumi sent upon him made him uneasy, unable to discern what could possibly be wrong.
Madara rolled his eyes before speaking,"we will arrange our own wedding. So but out."
The elders started spluttering nonsense about them being important and that it was something they have the power to do. Izuna simply sighed before leaving the room, planning to train before Fuyumi found him later to pick out what he would be wearing to the wedding.
A glare from Madara shut the elders up before he gave them a lecture about how he was clan head and that he was the one who would be making decisions, not the elders. After he was done..enlightening them Fuyumi sent them a 'do this again and you're so dead' look before leaving with Madara.
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Two weeks later, day of wedding.
Everything had been going as planned, all the preparations were made. The food was prepared, clothing picked out, and paperwork was finished beforehand so that they would not have to work for a few days.
The elders had been surprisingly quiet (unsurprisingly to a specific three persons) throughout the past two weeks, not complaining about any of the choices made unlike how they had been at Tajima's wedding.
Things had proceeded normally, up until the banquet at the end.
"Fuyumi, are you not going to drink?" Izuna looked at her questiongly, waiting for her to pick up her cup of sake and drink with Madara. She stared at it for another few moments before tugging on the sleeve of Madara's single-layer dark blue kimono. He turned to her and raised an eyebrow, and she gestured to her cup before making the motion of falling over and closing her eyes. She looked back up to him and waited for him to register what she was trying to convey, before understanding.
"...it's poisoned?"
Fuyumi rolled her eyes and nodded her head before drinking the sake anyway, making Madara give her a deadpanned look. She took out a small bottle from her kimono then consuming the contents discreetly, making Madara stare longer before returning to his food. Izuna shook his head slightly as he listened in, there only being those three at the head of the table.
Fuyumi then proceeded to pretend to fall unconscious, and most of the people in the hall began to panic as they noticed that the clan head's wife had 'collapsed'. Madara dispersed everyone who had attended the banquet and then brought Fuyumi to lay on the futon in their room. He and Izuna went to hide outside of the room, making the impression that they had gone to fetch a clan doctor.
"I can't believe it worked! Now we just have to get her outside of the clan and dispose of her! No one could possibly know that it was us.."
Three women entered the room and carried Fuyumi away from the compound, Madara and Izuna following behind them not too far away.
They reached an area where there had been a hole dug, large enough to fit an adult sized human body. As they started to lower Fuyumi's body into the hole, Fuyumi snapped her eyes open before stabbing a needle into the side of the neck of the woman closest to her left arm. The woman she stabbed fell unconscious into the hole and the other two women released her before leaping away from her, surprised by the fact that she was conscious.
"How?? How are you still awake?"
"That poison should have been enough to keep you out for a whole day...!"
"She has antidotes, you idiots," Izuna and Madara appeared behind Fuyumi, Izuna answering their question,"you three are in soooo much troubleee.."
The two women across from them paled before trying to escape, ditching the other woman in the hole. They suddenly drop to the floor as Fuyumi threw needles after them, hitting them in the neck immobilizing the two.
Each of them carried one person back with them to the compound, other clan members staring in surprise at them as they returned. The elders decided that the three maids were executed on the spot for treason against the clan head's wife, Madara having the honors of dealing with them.
Once this was dealt with, everyone decided to retire for the night, too tired to continue the banquet.
Madara and Fuyumi went undistuebed through the night, both thinking-
I am never again getting married..