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"Fool For You"
3. Clean
"You better watch out Izuna!"
Tobirama launched a blast of water from the hose directly at the Uchiha's chest.
"What the hell Tobi?!"
Izuna was not the least bit pissed, rather he was incredibly amused by the assault and began pelting Tobirama with soapy sponges. The two were engaged in battle at the parking lot of North Konoha High, fighting the boredom of an unsuccessful car wash. Both the football and cheerleading teams had left after an hour of no business, ditching the two and leaving them behind to their own devices.
"If I win, you're buying the ice-cream tonight!"
Tobirama increased the pressure of the water coming out of the hose, soaking himself as well as Izuna's white shirt. The Uchiha pouted cutely, bending over and reaching into the bucket.
"There's no way you'll win!"
Izuna grabbed the last sponge and ran up to the Senju, slamming his face with the bubbly sponge and causing the two to collapse in a fit of giggles.
"Okay, okay! You win!"
The white-haired teen could not take the combination of inhaling the bubbles as well as Izuna's playful tickles. He sat up, Izuna kneeling beside him, and wiped his face off with his drenched shirt. Tobirama couldn't help but stare when he noticed how exposed the Uchiha was with his soaked white shirt. He unconsciously lifted his hand to fondle the nipple that was sticking out, but caught himself and wiped some bubbles off the boy's face. Izuna smiled in appreciation, unknowing of the original intent of the action.
"I guess I owe you ice-cream now" Tobirama grunted, embarrassed at the thought of what could've happened.
"No, no. It's too cold for that today."
Some storm clouds had moved in and the two were dripping wet, an obvious combo for the chills.
"Heh, well maybe we can get coffee?"
Hashirama was on his way out to get Tobirama when he happened to see his favorite Uchiha hovering over something in the band room.
"Yo, Madara!"
Madara frowned as soon as he recognized that voice.
"Damn Senju" he muttered under his breath.
"What are you doing here so late?" It was almost seven o'clock at night and the sun was beginning to set.
Madara turned and faced Hashirama with a large scowl on his face and a pair of scissors in his hands.
"I'm doing work. Please don't distract me."
Hashirama ignored Madara's command and instead walked over to see what exactly he was up to.
"Wow, this is a big xylophone!"
Without warning Hashirama was slapped in the face by the pissed off Uchiha. Although the gesture seemed to be threatening, the impact was quite gentle.
"This is a marimba you dumbass. I won't tolerate your stupid comments anymore. I hate you and your superiority complex."
Hashirama was very confused. Since when did he have a superiority complex?
"What do you mean by that?"
"You think you're better than me. Just because you're Mr. King of High School you think you can tease me because I'm a band geek. I won't take it anymore."
Madara turned around furiously and began restringing the marimba at breakneck speed, desperate to hide the tears that were welling up in his onyx eyes.
"..."
Hashirama didn't really know what to say. He hadn't really said anything to the Uchiha to make him feel that way, right?
"Madara..."
The dark-haired Uchiha shivered as he felt Hashirama place a warm hand upon his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I made you feel that way."
Madara's heart stopped for a second. Or was it a whole hour? He just stood there in awe wrapped in the warmth of Hashirama's arm.
The annoying Senju was actually apologizing to him.
And he actually wanted to forgive him.
"I'll forgive you," Madara started with a wicked grin on his face, wiping away the few teardrops that slipped out, "but you have to help me with something."
"What is this?"
Madara and Hashirama looked up from their spot on the floor to find Tobirama and Izuna in the doorway of the band room with almost empty cups of coffee in their hands. They had been in the band room for about an hour now sitting on the floor and buffing the old pairs of marching cymbals. Having four hands made the job faster and, though Madara would never admit this, Hashirama was actually good company. He was all smiley and happy and handled the Uchiha's stubbornness quite well. Either that or the damned Senju could see right through him. Those dangerous chocolate eyes made Madara very nervous. He didn't want Hashirama to see him, to get to know him. The only thing he could do was avoid eye contact and pray that his defenses wouldn't shatter.
"Oh Tobi, I was waiting for you to finish up with your wash when I ran into Madara here."
"You didn't run into me, you interrupted me."
The Uchiha scowled but perked up when Izuna kneeled down next to him and gave him a hug.
"Mada, you should stop being such a bitch to Hashirama. He's helping you out isn't he?"
Madara pouted at his brother, but hugged him back. Hashirama sat and enjoyed the little display. Who would've thought Madara had a soft side? Tobirama stepped forward, also intrigued by the affection, yet slightly jealous that he still hadn't hugged Izuna since last night. The close encounter earlier was amazing, but nothing could compare to actually having the boy in his arms.
"Oh Madara since you're here can you tell me what the chemistry homework was?"
Madara looked up at the white-haired Senju with interest and curiosity in the back of his mind. Was this the guy Izuna wanted to look good for?
"It's to answer the first four questions of chapter 16. The ones about the different orbital shapes."
Despite the cliché of athletes being stupid, Tobirama was exceptionally smart and in all honors classes. He was particularly skilled in the sciences and sometimes helped create lab experiments for the teachers to use.
"Okay thanks. Hash, you almost done?"
Hashirama stopped buffing for a second to look up at Madara who was still avoiding eye contact. 'Why doesn't he want to look at me?' the Senju wondered.
"You can go. It shouldn't take long to finish these. Will you help me Zu?"
Izuna nodded and took the dirty rag from Hashirama to continue the job.
"Are you sure? It's like eight-thirty. Don't you want to sleep?"
Izuna opened his mouth to say something but a sharp glance from his brother silenced him.
"Okay, if that's what you want."
Hashirama grabbed his light brown messenger bag off of one of the chair stacks and waved goodbye with a rather solemn look on his face. He got his hopes up when he saw a flash of dark hair come in his general direction, but realized it was just Izuna running up to give Tobirama a hug goodbye. Tobirama took the Uchiha's thin body in his arms, squeezing tight as if his life depended on it, and swung him around.
"I'll see you Monday Izuna" he muttered with an incredibly huge smile on his face.
Izuna smiled and waved, thoughts still lingering on his crush. His hair, his smile, his cologne; everything was so great about Tobirama and Izuna wanted more.
"Madara-" Izuna turned to face his older brother who was watching the slightly depressed Hashirama make his way out of the band room. "-You didn't want him to go, did you?"
OMFG I DID IT I FINALLY FUCKING DID IT *CRYS*
When I was writing this chapter, my wifi turned off right when I clicked "save" and just FUCK!
But anyways, I hope you enjoyed! :3
dudumanb: heehee I loved the ice-cream idea! It just kinda popped into my head last minute, so I added it. It wasn't really a date, but it was them hanging out which is still good.
hanayu: I'm glad I didn't disappoint you! I would be very upset if I wrote something and you guys didn't like it. ):
Guest: Whoever you may be, I hope you enjoy chapter 3.
Yuaki1707: I have some interesting things in store for the couples... huehuehue...
Reflected Deception: Keeping Madara in character is literally the hardest thing ever. I never really cared for fics that were OOC, but the reason HashiMada is the way it is is because of Madara being a lil shit and I really wanted to keep that intact.
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Other Notes:
1) the weather (i.e. the cold wind, the sun setting at 7pm, etc.)- Basically they started school in early September which is when I started, although the weather is unusually hot for this time of year. Whenever I think of school, I just imagine the nice breeze and light cloud cover and the red and orange leaves of Autumn, which is when this fic is taking place.
2) Madara's "xylophone"- Madara was restringing a marimba, a mallet instrument that is, in essence, a large wooden xylophone. That's basically how I describe it to people, although there are some who get horribly offended by that (which I don't understand being a marimba player myself). Madara was just ticked off that he had to restring it (which can be an ordeal) and Hashirama stepping in his territory just really pissed him off.
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