A/N: Almost 200 reviews! Damn this is getting pretty popular.
Madara frowned as he leaned on the half-completed railing of the bridge. He, Tobirama, and Kakashi had made some Shadow Clones to help with construction. And by him, Tobirama, and Kakashi, he just meant Tobirama and Kakashi. He was an Uchiha. They didn't really do the whole 'work' thing. That as something he had drilled into Sasuke's head, the other Uchiha soaking up the info. Madara looked around. Was it just him, or was the mist surrounding them getting thicker?
"Head's up, he's here!" He heard Kakashi shout, and he smirked. That fail of a ninja had actually returned!
"Come out, come out, wherever you are~" Madara purred, activating his Sharingan. Zabuza complied, and lowered the thickened mist. He held up his hands in surrender.
"Don't kill us!" Zabuza pleaded, and his companion looked at him confused.
"Zabuza-sama, what are you doing?"
"Haku, don't argue and look over there." The cow-print pants ninja pointed at Madara.
"Uchiha Madara?!" Madara rolled his eyes.
"No, I'm Senju Hashirama. Of course I'm bloody fucking Uchiha Madara!" As Haku was about to respond, a chuckle came from inside the mist.
"Well, well, well. Momochi Zabuza, reduced to begging for his life. Not much of a demon, I say." A very, very short man said, as he stood, surrounded by hundreds of bandits. Zabuza looked at Madara.
"I'll let you kill every single one of those people if you let me and Haku go. Alive." Madara weighed his options. On one hand, he could just kill them all, Zabuza and his fruity companion included, and on the other, he could just kill a bunch of bandits and release some tension. He contemplated for a while longer, before smirking. The chase for the ex-Mist nin would be so much more fun.
"Alright... but if we cross paths again I will do my best to take you and your fruity companion out." Zabuza nodded roughly, grabbed Haku, and got the hell out of the area, just as Madara's Sharingan shifted into his Eternal. He smirked, and his Susano'o started to form. "Now... let's dance!"
What happened next could only be decribed as a blood bath. Madara went wild and pretty much destroyed everything in sight. Tobirama only sighed and ushered the two Genin, all the civilians, Tazuna, and Kakashi away from the bridge. About half an hour later, his brother jumped down in front of them, Naruto under one of his arms. Hashirama dropped Naruto to the ground, and looked around.
"Where's Madara?" Tobirama pointed to the bridge.
"Over there." Hashirama grinned, flashed his brother a thumbs-up, and dashed off. Tobirama sighed again, and sat back against a tree. The battle shouldn't last much longer...
He was right. About five minutes later, both Hashirama and Madara dropped down into the clearing. The only thing that showed that they were just part of a battle was that Madara had a spot of blood on his forehead, and Hashirama had a small cut on his chin. Tobirama stared at them for a few seconds, before saying,
"You did clean up, right?" The two shrugged.
"Kind of."