Sylencia – I can't stand Tajima either… Grmbl.. Don't worry the time will come when I, as the authoress, will kill him off. *insert evil laugh* I feel evil right now. I know, Hashirama is soo cute! I want to pinch his cheeks! Even Shisui fainted, although she fainted for a different reason. I mean who wouldn't faint when they meet the strongest shinobi ever from that time! I would have fainted too. If you could call that training..? :p Heh. Tajima is a brutal teacher who wants utmost perfection. He is a Uchiha by blood! Don't worry more fight scenes will come, it's called a war-torn era for a reason! Blood and death will be occurring a lot! ;) I'm glad you like my fight scenes since I suck with them. I'll try not to kill cute, adorable Izuna-chan! The stone-skipping will be the start of their friendship, and no, Tobirama won't be there. He'll remain a little dickhead until further ado. You sure have some weird logic going on in your mind but I like it! As for the lemons, well, I'm not that good with writing them but I will write them. I can only hope that they will be good. :p I promise to finish this story because I want to finish it. I love it myself sooo, don't worry, I know how horrible it is when someone stopped updating chapters. If I have a huge block I'll tell you guys but I'll try not to do that. Thanks for the review!

SilverIcy – True, I feel so loved right now! :p Poor Shisui, she lives with living legends; Madara, Hashirama, Izuna, … who is next? :p Her poor heart couldn't take it anymore. Hashirama did wink at her and Madara's over-protectiveness will start working. Poor Shisui. Thanks for the review! I'm glad you liked the previous chapter! ;)

treavellergirl – She was just overwhelmed but you can't blame her when he is literally a walking legend. Poor Shisui, the first impression and she faints… *shakes head* She must hate the authoress really much. :p Thanks for the review! Enjoy!

So here are the ages for the ones that are confused, for this chapter only:

Uchiha Madara=13 years to 14 years old

Uchiha Izuna=11 years to 12 years old

Uchiha Shisui=8 years to 9 years old


Era of the Warring States

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.

G.K. Chesterton

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Chapter 8: Future Plans

When Shisui woke, she groaned, clutching her head, "A-Aniki…?"

"I'm here." Madara's soft voice reached her ears. He helped her up and looked at her with worry, "Are you alright? You just fainted."

She groaned again but this time from humiliation. Great, her first encounter with the future Shodai Hokage and she just fucking fainted. How embarrassing… Coughing, she looked at the boy who was watching her with slight concern. "I'm fine, I don't know what overcame me." She really didn't know why the hell she would faint like that. She felt like one of those sleazy fan girls that kept bugging Itachi for a date. "Nothing to worry about aniki!" She chirped happily, smiling brightly at him. "See, I'm all fine." She stood up, dusting herself off and looked at Hashirama.

"Nice to meet you Hashirama-san, my name is Shisui-" Before she could give out her surname, Madara placed his hand on her lips, covering her next words. She glared at him but he only shook his head, "Not the family name, imouto."

"Oh."

She grinned sheepishly at him, "Gomen, aniki."

He sweat dropped but looked at Hashirama who was smiling at Shisui, "My name is Madara, as you can see Shisui is my little sister."

Shisui puffed out her cheeks, crossing her arms, "I'm not little."

Her brother chuckled quietly and Hashirama laughed, "Your sister is funny."

And that made Shisui blush. Dear Kami, chibi-Hashirama had just complimented her. It wasn't anything romantically but the fact that the God of Shinobi said that made her giggle softly. He found her funny.

Madara raised his eye brows and looked at Shisui's blushing cheeks, he groaned and slapped his face, "Oh dear Kami please not that…anything but that…"

Hashirama and Shisui regarded him with open curiosity and confusion, "Aniki, is everything alright?"

He looked at Shisui with an angry stare, "Don't tell me that you're going to act all girly right now 'cause as your big brother I forbid that."

Shisui felt a vein pop up her head and hit him upside the head, "Baka! I'm a girl." Calming herself, she glared at him, "And no I'm not fangirling over him." Then a wicked glint appeared in her eyes and she whispered softly in his ear, "But if you're going to act like that, I'm going to give you nightmares, aniki."

He gulped and started sweating, grinning sheepishly, "Now, now, imouto, no need to do that."

"Hn." She crossed her arms around her flat chest and looked at Hashirama who was watching us with gentle soft eyes. "Hashirama-san, ma-" "Hashirama is fine." He corrected her with a gentle smile. "Alright, Hashirama-kun," Oh, she did notice Madara's twitching eye brows, "What are you doing out there?"

"I was having a relaxing stroll when I saw both of you stone-skipping." He smirked at Madara, teasing him, "And I noticed that you couldn't get your stone on the other side of the shore while your little sister could."

Shisui giggled softly when Madara's eye brows twitched violently. Hashirama continued, "You need to throw them with a little more passion… that's the trick behind it."

Madara regarded him with a deadpanned look, annoyance clear on his face. And then he looked down, picking up another stone and glaring at the stone, "Duh…like I already know that. I can reach the other side if I actually tried to." He looked at Shisui, "I just let failed on purpose 'cause that's how nice I am as a big brother."

Shisui sweat dropped at that. He was such a sore loser. "Sure aniki."

He ignored that comment and looked at Hashirama, "Huh… Hashirama, take a close look 'cause this time it'll reach." Madara threw it again and Shisui didn't miss his calculating look when he viewed Madara's throwing skills. He must have concluded from that angle that Madara was trained with shuriken throwing. The three of them watched it skip over the river once…twice…thrice…and then it sunk down. Hashirama and Shisui stared with a dead panned look at Madara while the poor sucked stood there, looking down in shame. And then he picked another stone up, throwing it again. He failed again.

Shisui moved next to Hashirama, casting a very exasperated look, "You shouldn't have said that."

"Why not?" He raised his eye brow, looking at her with a curious expression, "It's not like he is doing anything…bad."

"Because now he won't stop throwing stones until he reached the other side." She pointed at his obsessive competitive behaviour and shook her head, "Aniki always gets like that. He is such a sore loser."

He chuckled and ruffled her hair, "Your brother seems like a nice person."

"He is the best big brother one could ask for." And that was true, the way he cared for them, the way his eyes softened when he looked at them, the way he scolded them. He did it all with a gentle tenderness that only they witnessed.

She giggled softly when she saw him throwing a tantrum when he didn't reach the other side, "Poor aniki."

Hashirama nodded in agreement, "I agree. I wanted to say that he is my rival in stone-skipping but it seems I have found another rival of mine."

Before Shisui could respond, Madara suddenly turned around and looked at the both of them, shaking his fist in the air, "Stop patronizing me! It's obvious that the both of you are distracting me with your stupid babble! I can't even take a leak if someone is talking to me! That's how aware I am for my surroundings!"

Shisui snorted with an amused smirk but then she looked with wide eyes how Hashirama crouched down, sulking and muttering, "Forgive me..."

She glared at Madara who looked surprised at the fact that he had hurt Hashirama's feelings, "Look what you did!" She ignored Madara shout of, "I-I didn't do anything!" and crouched down next to Hashirama, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Hashirama-kun, are you alright?"

He sniffed softly but nodded shakily.

"Aniki, apologize!" Shisui glared at her brother, waiting for him to start apologizing.

Madara lifted his hands, looking at his sister with a worried expression, "Uhh …Relax …No need to get all emotional and stuff. I mean …I kinda have this bad habit of making excuses when I-" He was interrupted by the future Hokage, "No need to explain …Your ego is just so big that you have a god complex…"

Shisui giggled at that, nodding in agreement while Madara didn't look happy. At all. A vein popped up his temples and he glared at the two, pointing an accusing finger at them, screaming at them through gritted teeth, "Why you-?! I can't tell if you are hyper-sensitive or just a smartass…"

And ten Hashirama stood up laughing loudly as he pointed a finger at himself, "One thing you should be able to tell is that you are no match for Shisui and I when it comes to stone-skipping, right Shisui-chan?" He looked at her, lifting the flustered girl up.

She only nodded, wondering why these two boys were acting like best friends. It was just weird to see them act like that but she had to admit, it was refreshing to make friends, even if they didn't know that they were from opposing clans.

Madara glared deathly at him, screaming loudly, "Keep gloating and we'll see how well you skip across the creek!"

Shisui laughter ceased to a stop when she saw Hashirama sulking again, "Forgive me…," He pushed his legs against his chest, his bangs obscuring his face, "I've clearly upset you. To atone for my sin, you have my permission to use me as a rock and throw me across the creek…"

Madara placed his hands on his hips, shaking his head, "Jeez… no need to go and cry about it…"

"I just hope I don't drown before reaching the other end." The brown-haired boy muttered quietly, injuring Madara's pride further. "At the very least let Shisui-chan throw me across the river so that way my survival rate would be higher…"

Shisui blinked her eyes and looked at Madara who exploded into another anger burst of his, "Man, you're pissin' me off! Leave now." He pointed to the forest, wanting the annoying boy to go away.

"Aniki!" Shisui shouted in horror. Her brother was sending Hashirama away, the Shodai Hokage! To her continuing horror, Hashirama actually stood up, "If you say so…" and turned around to leave, head still down.

"Aniki, say something!" She cried out, flailing her arms in worry but then something took her entire attention and she walked towards the river.

Then Madara reached out and grabbed the leaving boy's shoulder, stopping him, "Hold on!"

The boy turned around and looked at Madara, "You want me to leave or not? Stop being so indecisive..."

Shisui's horrified gasp took their complete attention and they turned around, noticing a floating dead body in the river, face-down. "What the…?!"

She ran towards it, pushing chakra underneath her soles and examined the dead body, "Huh…? Aniki, I don't believe I know this unknown crest…" She looked at her brother and the Hashirama who were both standing on water.

"You are …a shinobi?" Madara question Hashirama, looking down at his feet.

Said boy waved that question aside and studied the dead body with a forlorn expression, "So the war has finally reached these lands… Best if you head home."

"B-But that crest…?" Shisui asked again, looking at Madara and then Hashirama.

"It's from the Hagaromo clan." The brown-haired Senju answered, still not looking up, "I should probably leave as well…" he jumped out of the water, reaching the opposite side and turned around, looking at us, "Later, Madara, Shisui-chan." He smirked when Madara glared at him, shaking his fist in the air, "Stop seducing my sister, damnit!"

Shisui choked on her spit and whacked Madara on his head, "What the hell?! Aniki!"

Hashirama only laughed in amusement, "Your sister seems like a strong kunoichi but don't worry I'm not seducing your sister." When he saw Madara sigh in relief, he added, "Yet." That made the spiky-haired boy growl in anger and the little girl blush in embarrassment. They really were fun to hang with, "But I knew from the beginning that you were a shinobi," He pointed at Shisui, "And you a kunoichi, which surprised me. No offense."

"None taken." Shisui answered, a small blush etched on her cheeks.

Madara smirked at Hashirama, "Not giving a surname to a stranger is a basic code of conduct for a shinobi," He looked at Shisui to get his point across, which made Shisui look down in shame. She had forgotten the most important thing for a shinobi but when she discovered that it was the Senju Hashirama… Well, she forgot all about codes.

"Heh… Well, I'll be going now. Nice to meet you, Shisui-chan!" He waved at her and ignored Madara, who of course shouted in anger, "Hashirama!"

The Senju laughed openly and waved farewell, "Farewell Madara!"

Shisui shook her head and giggled, looking at Madara who had a flustered look on his face. He glared at the vanishing body of Hashirama and turned to look at her, "That's it! You're forbidden to talk to him!"

"Aniki, why?" She pouted, looking down.

He crossed his arms, "He was trying to seduce you, that's why! From now on I'll be watching you, imouto."

"You're too over-protective at times, aniki." She turned around, walking away from him.

"Shisui, come back here this instant! I'm talking to you!"

She lifted her fingers up lazily, "I'll see you back at camp, aniki!"

"Shi-" Before Madara could finish his rant, Shisui had flickered away, leaving a dumb-struck Madara behind. "Why that girl…?! I ought to tie her up and throw her in a chest where no other boy could talk to her." He grumbled under his breath and flickered back to camp, cursing a certain brown-haired boy.


The second time they met him was once again at the same creek, were Hashirama was looking down, a sad expression on his face.

Madara was always straight forward, so, "Yo, long time no see, Hashirama." He raised his eye brow when he was still looking down, and Shisui bumped him against his side, "Man…sulking even before I show up."

"Hashirama-kun, are you feeling alright?" Shisui asked softly, crouching down.

He looked at her and smiled softly, "Ahn, Shisui-chan, how are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine, thank you, but I can't say the same about you. Is there something troubling you?"

He looked in her eyes and found that they were sincere, she was really worried about him. "Mind if I asked some- never mind."

Madara sighed in exasperation, "No need to be shy, I'm all ears."

Shisui nodded encouragingly, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Bottling up your frustration isn't healthy, Hashirama-kun."

Madara's fingers twitched at the suffix but he let it slide since Hashirama was really feeling down. After all that scolding about boys and unnecessary suffixes, Shisui was still not listening to him. What was he going to do when she would grow up? Oh Kami, please let her stay like that. He didn't need a mature Shisui, heaven forbid that day when she would grow a pair of- He swallowed the bitter taste away, he couldn't even utter those words, let alone think about them. He shivered in horror, not wanting to face the dangers that would come with a mature beautiful Shisui. Oh, he knew she would become beautiful, she looked like mother and mother was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Don't worry about it…" Hashirama muttered quietly, eyes glazed as he looked at the river.

Madara rolled his eyes, "Come on, spit it out already…"

"Really…it's nothing…"

Shisui sighed tiredly, "Hashirama-kun, please…"

"We'll be here all day if you keep refusing so you might as well-" "Don't worry about it…" Hashirama interrupted Madara stubbornly who didn't look pleased at all. He continued, "It really is nothing…" When he turned around he was crying and that sight caused Shisui to look with wide eyes filled with concern.

"Hashirama-kun…" She breathed out, grabbing his hand for comfort. She knew that look because it only meant one thing. Death.

But Madara didn't notice it, "Damn you! I'm trying to be considerate and understanding here! So hurry up and spill your guts!"

"My little brother was killed…" When those words left his mouth, silence ensued between the three children, a painful agonizing quietness. Madara looked struck with bewilderment, hurt, sadness and anger. Shisui looked down, squeezing his hand tightly, "My condolence for your brother…"

He nodded in gratitude, continuing, "Thank you. I always come here when I feel like this. All these emotions bottled up inside of me. I feel like the flow of the current can wash them all away…" He sniffed quietly, rubbing his tears away as he smiled weakly at Shisui. "It's the same for both of you, right?" He glanced at Shisui and then at Madara.

Madara could only look in sadness, fist clenched as memories of Daisuke's sacrifice replayed in his head.

"Have you other siblings?" Hashirama asked softly, looking back at the crystal-clear river.

Madara picked up a stone, "I have four siblings, three brothers and one sister." After some silence, he corrected, "Or rather, I had three brothers, I have one brother left." He tossed the stone up and down, regarding the river with a calm expression but Shisui could see the clear hurt in his eyes. She looked down, remembering Tetsu's death and shuddered out a breath, clenching her eyes shut, which Hashirama didn't miss either.

Madara continued with his forlorn expression, "That's what it means to be a shinobi. Death is always knocking on our door." He walked next to Hashirama and Shisui's crouched form and lifted his hand in a throwing motion, "From what I can tell, the only way we can avoid that is to be honest with the other side. Perhaps even, I don't know, form an alliance with them…" He had his back on Hashirama but Shisui noticed his wide-eyed expression. "But that's just wishful thinking because we're all too proud to allow ourselves to be that vulnerable." He threw the stone, "I mean, who knows, maybe they don't hate you as much as you think…"

Shisui felt as if she was a burden here, the tense atmosphere between the two, she could even taste it. Was this how it all started…?

"Do you really think we'll never be able to be upfront and honest with the other side?" Hashirama asked softly.

They watched the stone skip across the river until it reached the other side, "Beats me but every time I come here I hope that someone will find a way. I just want a world where my family can live in peace without the stench of death following us." He placed his hand on his hip, "Looks like this time I got one over. Now Shisui and you aren't the only who got to the other side…"

Shisui stood up and offered he hand, Madara doing the same next to her, and with a slight smile, Hashirama took both their hands, "Thank you, I needed that."

She smiled at him, tilting her head to the side, "Anytime Hashirama-kun!"

"I can read you like an open book." Madara stated, a smirk on his face.

Hashirama raised his eye brow, "What?"

"You have no sense of style. Look at you haircut and those clothes. Don't get out much, do you?" Madara asked with an amused, teasing grin.

"Aniki!" Shisui exclaimed in horror, glaring at him. "Don't be a bully!" She comforted Hashirama, ignoring Madara who was screaming, "Don't be so touchy-touchy with him! Shisui, damnit! Lister to me! I'm your big brother!"

She ignored and him and started a conversation with Hashirama about a future Konoha where children could live peacefully and reach the age of thirty and above.


As time passed by the three of them started meeting periodically, testing their skills with each other.

"Wow. I never would have thought that I could have such a hard time with a girl." Hashirama breathed out, smirking at Shisui who was standing on the water with a flustered look. He was good, thought Shisui.

"Meet world's first kunoichi!" Shisui stated, charging at him and confusing him by summoning three more clones next to her. Hashirama looked at the three clones and twisted his body to the left, avoiding a nasty punch at his right side. Grabbing another clone by the collar, he send that one flying towards a tree, hearing it disperse made him smile in triumph. He just needed to find the right one.

Shisui somersaulted over him and landed on his shoulders, her legs squeezing his throat as she punched him in the face as he tried to defend himself from her strong punches.

"Stop the fighting!" Madara shouted in annoyance and horror.

The two stopped fighting and looked at Madara, one sporting a black eye, "Aniki…? What's wrong now?" Shisui asked in exasperation, this was the umpteenth time that he had ceased the fighting to a stop. What could be the reason for it this time?

"Shisui, that's not an appropriate way of fighting! And Hashirama you better keep your thoughts straight! I'm watching you!" Madara pointed at his eyes and pointed it at him.

Shisui groaned and Hashirama put Shisui on the ground with gentleness, sulking, "Forgive me… I didn't mean to think like that…"

"Nani?! What?!" Madara growled lowly and leaped at Hashirama, anger written all over his face. Shisui yelped in surprise, jumping away from the two. When they were like that it was better to leave them alone and let them fight it all out. Of course, Hashirama straightened quickly and clenched his fist, charging at Madara who was doing the same. They both knocked each other down and Shisui could only face-palm herself, muttering, "Men."

Madara fell on the ground while Hashirama was still standing, "Your martial arts and grappling skills are solid. I'd say about on par with mine."

"On par with yours? Who is the one eating dirt?" Hashirama countered, "Besides, your sister has more chance of winning than you."

A vein popped out of Madara and he threw a stone right at the Senju's head who stumbled and fell on the ground, "Heh? That's what you get for opening that big mouth of yours."

Shisui shook her head and took out a blanket, sitting on it as she placed some sweet dango on it, "Aniki! Hashirama-kun, come and eat with me!"

The two looked up and with a smirk they hopped towards her, "Shisui-chan, you're so nice!" Hashirama spoke fondly, anime tears rolling down as he took a bite from one of the dango. Madara glared at his friend, "Hey! Don't eat all the dango!" And soon another competition started between the two.

"Hey!" Shisui shouted in outrage, "Don't eat my portion!"

After the gobbling down of the dango's the three were talking about their common dream about peace, "Hashirama-kun, peace doesn't come easily, people must be willing to lay aside their hatred, anger, confusion, hurt but that isn't something you could force them upon."

He nodded, "You're right, the only way to acquire that is by change, permanently, that's the key. But those are just pretty words, I have no clue where we should start…" He looked pensive as he regarded Shisui with a questioning look.

"Hmm… People will change for someone who is leader-worthy, someone who is willing to put his life on the line for them, someone who has their devoted respect." She concluded and looked at her brother who was gulping water down.

Was it her or was Hashirama looking at her with a weird expression?

Madara put the canteen down and wiped his mouth, "Next to that, a leader must never waver and stand firm with his convictions, also the leader must attain unmatched strength and power. No one will follow a weakling."

Shisui nodded in agreement, "True, the leader must be charismatic and strong, people need to look up to him."

"Good point. We'll just keep mastering jutsu on top of jutsu then it'll reach a point where even the adults won't be able to ignore us anymore." Hashirama slapped his palm with his fist.

"We start by focusing our training on our glaring weak points though now that I think about it, I don't have any weak point per se." Madara spoke and then averted his attention on Shisui, "Turn around."

She sighed but obeyed anyway, knowing what he would do next. "Hurry up."

Madara hopped down, peeked behind him if his innocent sister wasn't looking and sighed in relief when he urinated in the river… until he felt someone's watchful gaze. He turned around, glaring at the brow-haired boy, "Do you mind?!"

"You really can't drain the-" "I told you I'm sensitive to my surroundings!" Madara yelled in anger, a vein popping out of his temple, interrupting Hashirama.

Shisui muttered under her breath, "Men."

But Hashirama wasn't done, he continued in that specific voice that Madara had dubbed as the smart-ass side of Hashirama, "Looks like you have one weak point…"

"Say another word and you'll be swimming in my urine." Madara threatened, glaring at Hashirama.

Shisui groaned at that, "Aniki, that's disgusting!"

"Shisui, did I told you to look?!" Madara replied loudly, glaring at his sister as he smoothed his pants.

She just rolled her eyes at him and locked eyes with a smirking Hashirama. She giggled when he made faces at him. But when Madara turned around he was looking as normal as one would be. "Hashirama! Stop seducing my sister!"

"Aniki!"

And Hashirama just laughed, feeling the emptiness within him, the hollow place that was devoid from happiness, return slowly on. He had friends, friends who cared for him.


"Madara, Shisui-chan! I came up with a badass jutsu!" Hashirama exclaimed enthusiastically, looking at the siblings. "What do you say? Let's master it!" He continued, eyes wide.

The spiky-haired boy crossed his arms, "Oooh… Do tell."

Shisui nodded even enthusiastically, maybe she didn't know that jutsu he was talking about?

"I call it the mega fist of fiery illusion shuriken slicer double impact jutsu!" He finished with a deep breath, looking at both of them.

…Or maybe not? Shisui sweat dropped at that, "Hashirama-kun… Ehhh…"

"That's a …mouthful." Madara helped out, looking very amused at his best friend's antics.

He nodded happily, explaining, "You see, the trick behind it is-" But he was interrupted by his black-haired friend, "I have a better idea. We'll scale the some walls and work on our upper body strength today!" Madara interrupted him rudely.

Shisui frowned at him, crossing her arms, "Aniki."

And like she had foreseen, Hashirama was sulking again, face hidden between his knees. Of course, Madara couldn't resist scolding him, "You can't just sulk because things don't go your way. That's your weak point! Look-" His ranting stopped when he looked with bulging eyes as his best friend and little sister where running up the wall, laughing loudly. "We're gonna be first!" Hashirama teased Madara, enjoying the peaceful and childish moment.

One, two, three…! Now!

"You asshole! You were totally faking it! And stop being so touchy-touchy with my sister! Damn you, Hashirama!"

By the time they reached the top, the three of them were panting, "We are the winners!" Hashirama chirped, lifting his intertwined hand with Shisui in the air. She only giggled, regarding Madara with an amused expression, sticking her tongue out.

Her older brother scoffed, glaring at their intertwined hands, "No shit. Hashirama, you cheated and you're corrupting my innocent sister." Quick as a tiger, he pulled Shisui towards him, "And didn't I sa to stop being so touchy-touchy with her. You don't have my permission for that."

Shisui groaned again, hitting her head against his shoulder but he ignored her.

"Well, can I have permission to touch your sister's hand?" Hashirama asked nicely.

Madara scowled at him, "Not a fat chance! Keep your hands to yourself! I know guys like you!"

Oh boy, he was in his over-protective-mother-hen-mode.

"You're so mean…" Hashirama sulked again.

Madara glared at him, "You're so emotional…"

"Tch. Let go of me, aniki!" She struggled against his vice grip but couldn't get free. Sighing in annoyance, she stayed like that, wondering how long the two of them would fight over her. This could become troublesome…

Finally after half an hour of constant squabble between the two, Shisui had nestled between Hashirama and Madara enjoying the view.

Hashirama shielded his eyes from the sun, "Man, would you look at this view…"

"Beautiful…" Shisui breathed in awe, seeing the beauty of nature. There was a nagging voice in the back of her mind that told her how familiar this place looked like.

Even Madara looked in astonishment, "Yeah, you can see everything from here. I know for certain that Shisui and I have got the superior vision. Feel like having a contest?"

Shisui frowned when she heard that. He wouldn't dare…

The boy with the bowl-cut hair turned to look at Madara, "That was …random. Are you that confident in your eyes…?"

Madara clicked his tongue, regarding Hashirama with a smug smirk, "Of course! After all, we have the shar-" His eyes widened when he stopped mid-sentence, looking at Shisui with a shocked expression.

Shisui didn't know what to do or to say.

But Hashirama could definitely feel the tension between the siblings. "What's up?"

"Nothing…," Madara corrected himself, looking down, "Truth is, I'm simply mediocre."

Hashirama smirked, "Heh. Modesty doesn't suit you."

Shisui breathed out in relief. That was a close call. "He is right, aniki, you have an ego as big as the moon."

He only chuckled dryly, "If I really was elite…then my brothers wouldn't have…," Shisui glanced down, pushing her knees against her chest. Her heart hurt. "I couldn't protect them. What good is the…" He looked down, pain and shame evident in his onyx black eyes. "What good is the…" He repeated, his voice sounding hollow. He looked at Shisui and then at Hashirama, "I'm gonna protect the both of them…at any and all cost!"

Shisui sniffed quietly and took Madara's hand, "Aniki, you don't have to burden yourself. We're going to protect each other." Turning her eyes on Hashirama, she added, "Right, Hashirama-kun?"

He nodded seriously, looking at the wonderful view, "It's settled!" He screamed loudly, lifting his arms in the air, "This will be headquarters for our village. It'll be a place where kids will never have to kill each other."

Madara blinked his eyes in confusion and Shisui looked at him with wide eyes as realization was starting to sink down.

"I can see it all now! A school to train and educate young children! We'll assign missions that are best suited for their skill set! The teachers can delegate them accordingly! In our village, no kid will ever have to experience the horrors of the battlefield ever again!"

Shisui bopped her head up and down, "And a hospital where there will be trained experienced medical-nin so no person has to die! And don't forget to split a team in a three-man squad, each having the basics off every skill, they should be trained in every general skills and when they grow up they can specialize their favourite skills!"

"Don't forget that the leader should have its own special squad that listen to him and him only!" Hashirama continued, grabbing Shisui's hand, much to Madara's annoyance.

Shisui felt like tearing up as she talked about her future home village, "Yes! And then we'll create a council with the important members of the village who advice the leader!"

Hashirama started crying anime tears, "Shisui-chan, you're perfect! Marry me!" He hugged her tightly after his random proposal.

"What?! She will not marry anyone! Let go of her!" Madara screeched in anger, prying Hashirama's hands off her, "Stop being so touchy-touchy with her! How many times did I told you that?!"

And once again Shisui was in the middle of the fight, "Stop it! Aniki! You're hurting me!"

They both stopped and released her, murmuring an apology. She sighed in relief and rubbed her head, where once she had long, soft beautiful hair. It was already a year and a half and her hair was already at her shoulders.

"So, Madara, what do you think?" Hashirama asked, steering them back to the topic.

Madara leaned backwards, "Heh. I don't know if the both of you are visionaries or just insane people…" Suddenly a smile lit his face, "I like it…when we build our village I'll get to keep a closer eye on my brother and sister."

"I don't need protection, I can take care of myself, aniki." Shisui puffed out her chest in pride, "Hashirama-kun said that I'm a hard nut to crack."

"Hashirama! What did I say about corrupting my little sister!"

Hashirama flailed his arms in defence, "I didn't corrupt her! I merely stated a fact!"

Shisui grumbled under her breath and glared at her brother, "At least he believes in me." She turned towards the Senju, smiling, "Thank you. That means a lot to me." Then she kissed him on his cheek, giggling when he blushed, touching his cheek. "S-Shisui-chan…"

"Shisui! Dear Kami, you're already rebelling against me! What will become of you when you grow up?!" He pulled his hair in frustration but then he noticed Hashirama's dreamy expression, "You pervert! Stop dreaming about my sister! She is not yours and will never be!" He leaped at Hashirama, punching at him but Shisui could see that they were playing, although Madara was hitting Hashirama a bit too hard.

Shisui sighed softly and watched her future home village with a tender gaze, already envisioning everything but this time she had all the needed knowledge, this time no mistakes were allowed.