Madara carried the boy home with no problem, but he had no idea what to do after that. He was in the family room of his rather large house. He sat the boy down on the couch and stood in front of him, rubbing his chin. Naoko was watching Madara with huge, scared eyes, and Madara was just staring at him blankly, which frightened the bluenette even more. "M-Madara r-right..?" He asked softly. Madara blinked and looked at him, seeming more alert now.
"Mhm.. What is it?" He asked. He hadn't even changed his shirt yet, so he still had some blood on his chest. Naoko shook his head and looked down, closing his eyes. Madara sighed inaudibly and crouched down in front of the boy. "Here, can I take these off?" He placed one hand on Naoko sandal. Naoko pulled his foot away and looked at Madara, who smiled softly. "I'm just going to set them over there" He pointed to where his and Izuna's sandals were.
"O-Okay.." Naoko said quietly. Madara sat on his knees and slipped the boy's shoes off. He stood up and walked over to the other shoes, setting the blue sandals down where Naoko could see them. He walked back over to the boy and sat on his knees in front of him again, looking up at him. Naoko looked down at him like a little kid, which Madara honestly found utterly adorable. Naoko made a soft noise, almost sounding like a whine. Madara tilted his head in slight confusion. Naoko whined and shifted his weight, his stomach growling loudly.
"Hm.." Madara stood up. Naoko shrieked and curled up, whimpering softly. "You'll be okay.." He said softly, holding out a hand for the boy to take. Naoko slowly placed his small hand in Madara's large hand. Madara carefully pulled the boy up, leading him to the kitchen. Naoko looked around and shrieked, seeing somebody looking through the pantry. "Izuna," Madara said.
Said person looked at him. "Hm?" He tilted his head. Naoko whimpered and hid behind Madara. "Who's this?" He asked softly, walking over to the two.
"Naoko." Madara said. He stepped aside and placed a steady hand on the small of the boy's back, gently pushing him forward "I found him in the woods." He added.
"And your first instinct was to bring him home?" Izuna quirked a brow. Madara grinned and nodded. Izuna sighed and rolled his eyes, walking back to the pantry. "As if father wasn't pissed enough at you." He said.
"Hey, that stuck up asshole started it, he had no right to kick us out." He huffed, walking up to Izuna. Naoko whimpered and tried to catch up, but he tripped. Madara, again, caught him and smiled down at the clumsy boy. He took his hand and walked over to Izuna, who looked at the two.
"I'm assuming he's hungry?" Izuna looked at Madara, who simply nodded. "Well, Naoko," Izuna looked at the kid. "What would you like?" He asked, motioning to the pantry. Naoko looked down. "C'mon, I don't bite." He chuckled. Naoko looked at Madara, who smiled. The bluenette slowly walked up to Izuna, who smiled softly and patted his head. Naoko squeaked and started looking at all the food. He didn't really know what any of it was, so he grabbed a random pack of things. Luckily it was just ramen. "Okay, I'll make this, Madara," He looked at his brother, who was trying to catch a bird just out of his reach. Madara blinked and looked at him.
"Huh?"
"He's staying in your room." Izuna said, walking over to the stove.
"Why my room!?" Madara practically yelled. "How am I supposed to work if I have to watch him all the bloody time!?"
Naoko whimpered and ran out of the room, jumping onto the couch and curling up on one of the cushions. He hid his face and started shaking a little. It was rather obvious that he didn't like loud noises.. or fighting.. or much of anything that involves people. He heard muffled voices talking then footsteps. He shrieked, feeling someone touch him. He snarled and clamped down on the man's arm.
"Ow!" The man said, pulling his arm back. Naoko shrieked again, being hit on top of the head. He snarled again and looked up at his assailant. He hissed like a snake and shrank back into the sofa, trying to hide. He whimpered as the man stepped closer to him. "You're gonna regret that, brat." The man growled.
Naoko tried his best to seem intimidating.. but a 100 pound, 5'3", fifteen year old boy that looks pretty much like a girl isn't very scary. He hissed through a pair of fangs and looked at him with his huge bright green eyes, scrunching his nose a little animalistically, making him seem a little scarier. Suddenly, Naoko saw a flask of colour and Madara was in front of him. "He can't help it!" He said, standing between Naoko and the man.
"I don't care the little shit deserves it!" The man said, trying to get past Madara. Naoko watched and blinked, seeing the man suddenly slump to the floor. 'H-Huh!? What was that!?' He thought frantically, looking at Madara with huge eyes filled with nothing but fear. Madara sighed and turned around, crouching down in front of the cushion that Naoko was curled up on.
"Are you okay Naoko?" He asked softly, brushing soft blue bangs out of the boy's eyes.
"U-Uh huh..." Naoko stuttered, nodding his head a little. He tried to back up further into the couch and he whimpered almost inaudibly. Madara smiled softly at the boy and simply stroked his cheekbone. The bluenette hissed but didn't stop him.
Madara smiled lightly and stood up, holding out a hand for Naoko. "Your food's done, c'mon" He said.
"O-Okay.." Naoko slowly took Madara's hand and stood up, immediately backing up from the raven haired male. He had just realized how much larger Madara was then him. Madara was at least 5 inches taller than him, and he was pretty muscular as well. Madara quirked a brow and looked at the scared boy. "I'm not going to hurt you.. don't worry" He smiled, starting to walk. Naoko followed closely behind and looked around.
Once they reached the dining room Naoko could swear he started drooling. He tilted his head up and sniffed the air, smelling something delicious. He didn't know what it was, but he knew it was good. Madara smiled, noticing. He lead Naoko over to a bowl full of ramen and other foods. Naoko plopped down in the chair in front of the bowel and just kept sniffing it, like an animal introduced into a new environment. The Uchiha walked over to the other side of the table and sat down in front of a smaller bowl of ramen. Naoko just sat there, staring at the beautiful bowl of food. "Go on and eat." Madara smiled. Naoko nodded a little and looked at the chopsticks, not really sure how to use them. His family only cooked simple things and didn't really need and utensils. He tilted his head a little and looked at Madara, whining softly. "Hm?" Madara asked. Naoko looked at the chopsticks, then back to the Uchiha, who wanted to laugh but didn't. "You don't know how to use them?" Naoko looked down, blushing from embarrassment, shaking his head. "Hey, don't be embarrassed" Madara walked over to him and gently took the blue haired boy's left hand. He put the chopsticks in his hand and smiled. "There, now just fish out your noodles."
"O-Okay.." Naoko stuck the tip of the chopsticks into the bowl and tried to pull some out, but only got a couple of noodles. He pouted a little and Madara chuckled deeply. Naoko blushed and looked at him. He studied his facial features and blushed cherry red. Madara had sharp features, a strong jawline, and dark eyes, which were filled with nothing but amusement.
"Here, let me show you?" He asked, holding out his hand. Naoko hissed and shook his head."I won't eat any Naoko.. I promise." He stuck out his pinkie finger. Naoko wrapped his free pinkie around Madara's and handed him the chopsticks. Madara quickly dunked them into the bowl and closed them on a few noodles. "Here" He smiled, holding them up to the boy's mouth. Naoko parted his lips and closed his eyes. Madara stuck the noodles in the boy's mouth, and Naoko happily ate them.
"Nummy" Naoko said, purring. He took the chopsticks back and slowly started fishing noodles out of the bowl, quickly getting the hang of it. Madara walked back over to the seat he was in and sat down, looking around the room. "Done" He heard Naoko soft, slightly high pitched voice, say. He smiled and looked at the boy, who was holding out his completely empty bowl. Not even a drop! Madara took the bowl and started walking to the kitchen to put it in the sink. Naoko scrambled to his feet and quickly followed. Madara set the bowl down and turned around, grunting as Naoko ran straight into his strong chest. The boy shrieked and whimpered, covering his face.
"Shh it's okay" Madara smiled, holding out his arms. Naoko looked at him through his fingers and quickly ran into the older male's arms. Madara wrapped his arms around the boy and smiled, stroking his cheekbone. Naoko squealed and nuzzled into his hand, looking at Madara. "I'll have to get to work soon.. think you'll be okay al-"
"No!" Naoko said quickly, cutting Madara off. He looked up at the man and whimpered, refusing to be left alone here.
Madara sighed lightly and looked at him. "Where else can you be then?" He asked, Naoko whined and tugged on the hem of the Uchiha's shirt. "Naoko.. I'll be too bust to pay any attention to you.. Are you okay with that?"
"Mm-hm.." He mumbled, looking up at Madara, who just chuckled and patted the boy's head.
"Alright.. Tomorrow I'll get you some more clothes okay?" Naoko nodded. Madara started walking to his room and blinked, hearing Naoko's soft footsteps following him. He just shrugged lightly and walked into his room, closing the door after Naoko entered. Madara quickly changed his clothes and Naoko was looking out a window, watching a bird. "Ready?" Naoko nodded and ran up to him. Madara chuckled and led Naoko back to the living room. They slipped on their shoes and Naoko hissed lightly, seeing the guy from earlier. Madara ushered the boy out of the house and chuckled lightly.
They made it to the Hokage building and Naoko clung to Madara's side, whimpering softly. Madara wrapped an arm around the boy's waist and walked up to Hashirama, who lifted a brow in confusion. "Boyfriend?" He asked.
Naoko tilted his head a little at the word and Madara quickly shook his head. "No!" He huffed. Naoko blinked and looked at the two. 'So a boyfriend is a bad thing.. okay" He thought to himself.
"Whatever, see ya tomorrow." With that, Hashirama walked away from the two. Madara walked into the room and Naoko followed, plopping down in a chair next to Madara.
Madara was right when he said he'd be busy. Naoko thought he was going to die of boredom, but thankfully Madara finished his work early. They were now seated on a chair in Madara's room. Naoko was curled up in his lap, and Madara was too tired to move him. After about an hour, they both fell into peaceful, dreamless, blissful sleep.