When writing this, I totally tapped into the relationship between my sister and I. I can relate to the dynamics between Hashirama and Tobirama. Tobirama is the boss most times, hands down. My younger sister is my boss, she is way more serious and tight laced than I am. I'm the eccentric idiot legal "adult" that she has to babysit. Comically enough, whenever I try to cook food as simple as mac n' cheese, she barges into the kitchen and admonishes me, takes the spoon out of my hand and tells me to sit down. Ouch. I meant to have this up way earlier, however, I ended up so distressed/distracted by a little run in with the police. Curse traffic violations! I'm really happy to finally get this chapter up to you guys! Thank you so much for the reviews!

Hashirama delivered the news of the treaty to his clan by the morning, but their reaction to it did not make him nearly as nervous as when his brother approached him.

"Good morning, brother, feeling well?" His anxious grin gave it away.

"You let them take her, and you truly expect them not to harm her?" Tobirama never gave way to his emotions, but in this case, he could hardly stop his rising anger from showing. "This may be the most haphazardous thing you have ever done! It could very well cost her life."

"It wasn't exactly my idea..." He hesitated. "When it was clear that there would be no negotiating for the long-term, she offered up this plan. I thought that this would be better than nothing."

Tobirama sighed. He always looks at the bright side. "There is something you should realize. For one, they said they would not harm her DURING the sixty days. They did not say they would allow her to return alive thereafter."

"I don't believe Madara would do that." Hashirama felt so sure of that.

"Heh, maybe he wouldn't, but that does not mean any of the others wouldn't!"

Growing quiet for a moment, he thought to himself for a split moment that perhaps after all, this had not been a very strategic move on his end. Suddenly he smiled "Have some faith in her."

"There is one other thing...Why would Madara agree to an armistice, unless there was a true gain?"

"There doesn't have to be an ulterior motive."

Madara made it clear that he didn't want too many others knowing of Amare's heritage. She knew that others wouldn't be so kind as to not rip her apart, if they had the chance. His generosity shocked her. At first, she had no idea what to expect. Maybe to be tied up, tortured, rudeness, whatever they could throw at her without breaking the deal. However, he gave her a room within his own home. It looked beautifully furnished, but Amare couldn't help but complete the ultimate test when no one else was around. She leapt into the air and landed down on the bed and grinned. "Wow, it's actually really comfy." When she heard a voice in the doorway, she jerked to see who and blushed madly to see Izuna.

"What are you doing?" He didn't sound amused in the least.

"Uh...I was just testing...it." Amare covered her face with her hands, drowning in embarrassment.

"They are pretty nice." He fell silent. She isn't like her brothers.

"Sorry...I will try not to be much trouble for you and your brother while here. I'm really grateful for the kindness."

"Yes, my brother does intend to keep his word." They both fell silent after that, until he came up with an idea.

"Why don't I show you around a bit? After all, you will be here for a while."

"Sure." Amare followed him out of the house, noticing that Madara wasn't around.

After walking around with her and showing her different areas, he began to curse himself. Why did I even feel the need to entertain her? Ugh. She's a Senju.

Izuna noticed that she hadn't followed him for several steps and glanced back at her.

There she stood still, several feet behind him, gazing at several of his clansmen carrying a stretcher with a young boy on it. By the looks of things, he wouldn't live much longer and appeared to be in a great deal of pain. The men set the stretcher down beside a building and then left him there. Surely they are not just leaving him to die! Amare couldn't bare the thought of it. He was so young, so innocent. Izuna could sense what she was thinking and reached for her hand to prevent her from going towards the boy.

"There is nothing else they can do for him. The medical facility is full, and he is too far gone."

Amare stared up at him pleadingly. "Please allow me to help him."

Izuna sighed and let go of her hand, allowing her to go to the boy's side. He stood behind her as she kneeled down and began performing a technique he only faintly recalled from years ago. She was so gentle and forgiving. It truly didn't add up to him. At first, he didn't believe she could possibly save the boy. When the boy's breathing returned to normal and his wounds were no longer visible, he was shocked. "I've heard some deal of your capabilities. It would be unwise to let you return home to save more Senju, just to allow them to return to the battlefield. But why help us? It doesn't make sense. You're only hurting your own clan. This boy will return to battle and kill more of your clan." Izuna scoffed at her. How could she be so careless? Her actions were rather angering.

Amare smiled softly at the boy and then stood up. "This shouldn't be happening. I love my family, but this war has claimed too many of the both of us. I just want to see it come to an end. There are no winners in war."

Izuna couldn't argue with that logic, but the only end he could see to it was one where the Uchiha destroyed the Senju. Then there would be peace.

"Would you be satisfied working in the clinic? I am not below admitting that your healing capabilities may be greater than our own..."

"If that is what you wish."

Later on, Izuna spoke to his brother about their little captive. "You don't believe her to be of any threat, do you?"

Madara waved him off. "Of course she isn't. Fighting in any form isn't in her nature."

"And how can you be so sure of that?"

He contemplated for a moment. "Because years ago, she saved you from dying. She knew who we were and took many risks to help you. Any other Senju would have disposed of you. This girl cannot help but be neutral, and would help anyone she saw hurt."

"You're right. She did it again, today. I offered that she work in the clinic. That explains why she had no qualms about agreeing."

"It wouldn't be so difficult to earn her trust..."

Izuna knew immediately where his brother was going with this. Despite his dislike of underhanded tactics, he wouldn't deny a chance to gain an upper hand in this war. After all, it wasn't as if they were actually going to harm the girl.

"It will be done."