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*Word of Warning: This might be a little... too graphic for little kids.

"Nooooooooooooo that little bitch is stealing my future husband!"

"Die!"

"Rot in hell!"

Hashirama, disguised as a pretty kunoichi by Madara's genjutsu, dodged rotten eggs, tomatoes, kunais, shurikens and paper bombs.

"Sorry ladies, I've already found the true love of my life: Haruko. She is the day to my night, the sun to my moon, the water to my fire." His friend pointed at him, aggravating the fury of the already devastated women.

Madara carried him in the arms and, ignoring the incensed crowd, began kissing him—starting from the lips and then moving down the rest of the body.

What's more: the hands moved along as well, groping his non-existent breasts, stroking his –errr—bottom and fondling there. Enough said.

What's worse is that it felt almost titillating. He was beginning to feel hard.

Mito wouldn't like this. He silently cursed. She already has misconceptions about my intimate friendship with Madara. But then again, he is my best friend and I'd do anything for him… Besides, we shinobi endure…right?

Engrossed in his internal turmoil, Hashirama barely noticed his wife making her way towards the crowd.

"What exactly is going on here?!"

Oh shit. It's her voice. He needed to explain things to her, but not here.

Mito barged through the fangirls and without warning, slapped her husband on the cheek.

The genjutsu shattered. All hell broke loose.

Some were horrified, some were incredulous, some were curious and one Akimichi had a heart attack (she was promptly escorted to the nearest hospital by emergency medics and survived with minimal damage.) Others, however, looked absolutely delighted.

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW THEY WERE GAY!"

"KYAAAAAA! THEY'RE SO HOT!"

"Now I know why Maddie-kun doesn't want to marry me—he's got his eyes on the Hokage!"

"I always knew they were lovers!"

"Is it bad I want to fuck both of them?"

In this midst of the mayhem, Hashirama looked dismal: his head drooped and he was eyeing Mito apologetically. He knew he had hurt his wife; he knew he had to take responsibility.

"Mito, I'm so sorry I'll explain this when we get home—"

Slap.

"Look, it's not what you think—"

Slap. Without waiting for another word from her husband, Mito muttered, "It's okay I'll go. Have fun with your lover boy."

"Honestly, it's not what it seems—"

She had disappeared.

Review? ;) Thoughts so far?

This is not a HashiMada. I repeat: this is not a HashiMada.

Also, did anyone manage to watch Boruto the movie? How was it?