A/N: Sorry about the late update. I've been swamped with University things, even though I'm going in the Spring which is a bit away. However I am almost done with that stuff, so I am updating quite a bit for the next little while or so. Enjoy!

Tobirama glanced over at Madara, making sure he was still going strong, before looking over to Hashirama. He wasn't all that surprised to see Mito working on a seal instead of fighting her husband. She was an Uzumaki after all. One of the best seal masters he'd ever met too. He returned his attention to the fight he was participating in. He flicked his wrist, sending a kunai at Orochimaru, and dashed after it. The Sannin deflected the kunai back at him before ducking underneath of Hiruzen's staff, flying through hand seals.

"Wind Style-" The snake took a breath before continuing. "-Great Breakthrough!" Hiruzen jumped back, landing behind Tobirama, who was flashing through his own hand seals.

"Water Style, Water Wall!" A large wall of water shot up in front of the two, just as the wind attack reached them.

"Tobirama-sensei." Hiruzen said, drawing a nod from the former Hokage. "I have a plan, but I need you to distract him." Tobirama looked back at Hiruzen's determined face, and gave a brief head tilt.

"I see. I hope it's not anything rash. You're not as young as you once were Monkey." A smile crossed the Third's face.

"Neither are you Sensei." Tobirama clapped his hands together, making the water wall drop. He launched towards the Sannin, who had gone on the defensive. Hiruzen stared after him, before giving a soft sigh. "Forgive me, Tobirama-sensei..." He whispered, as he prepared his next jutsu. A jutsu that would see an end to his wayward student.

Madara's eyes widened slightly as his brother crumpled to the ground, his once emotionless eyes filling with deep regret. Izuna looked at him, and gave a smile.

"Thanks for the... spar... nii...san..." Izuna choked out, before his skin started flaking off, and a bright glow surrounded him. The glow dimmed after a moment, leaving a teenager's body where his brother's once was. Madara stared at the now foreign body.

"Izuna... you're welcome." He mumbled, before turning to Mito. "Uzumaki." He said, inclining his head. Mito gave him a smile.

"Uchiha." She looked over his shoulder, where he knew Hashirama was standing. "I'll be sticking around for a week. Blame Hashirama." Madara glanced at the body once again before smirking.

"No matter. You helped Izuna rest peacefully again. I don't mind that you're sticking around for a bit longer." He said, turning to a relieved looking Hashirama. "Besides. Hashirama needs you to discipline him. He's been..." Madara's smirk widened. "...slacking." Mito raised a brow and stared at Hashirama.

"Oh? Really now Hashirama?" Hashirama raised his hands in surrender.

"M-Mito-chan, I can explain, I was-" He was cut off by Tobirama's shout of,

"HIRUZEN NO!"

Tobirama struck out with a kunai, knowing that Orochimaru would dodge it. The Sannin did, and lashed out with his Kusanagi blade. Tobirama parried the blade near effortlessly, and kicked out at the snake. Orochimaru scowled and retreated back a bit, raising his blade again.

"It should have been me who summoned you and Hashirama back from the grave." He hissed. Tobirama shrugged slightly. "I had made all the preparations months ago, only to find out that some brat had beaten me to the punch." Orochimaru leaped forward, slashing the blade down. Tobirama dodged and aimed a kick at his legs. The Sannin jumped up and sent his own kick at the former Kage. Tobirama raised his arms and blocked the attack. Orochimaru flipped back, using Tobirama as a springboard of sorts, and landed in a crouch, staring across the battlefield at him. A few seconds ticked by before Orochimaru launched forwards, his blade posed to slash once again.

"Enma, now!" Hiruzen shouted, and a large monkey summon slammed into Tobirama, sending him flying away from the fight. Tobirama flipped mid-air to land on his feet. He stood quickly, ready to once again rejoin the fight. "This is it Orochimaru!" Hiruzen continued. Tobirama readied himself for a signal to rejoin the fight. "It's over! Reaper-" Tobirama's eyes widened. 'He wouldn't!' Tobirama shot forwards to stop him. "-DEATH SEAL!" A sudden chill fell over the three shinobi. Orochimaru started shouting at Hiruzen and struggled to get out of his hold. Tobirama froze a few metres from the two, as a vague shape started forming behind Hiruzen, a shape that made Orochimaru struggle even more.

"No..." He whispered, taking a step towards the slowly weakening Hiruzen.

"Orochimaru... if I can't take... your whole soul..." Hiruzen gasped, staring at his frantic student. "I'll just take your ability to use jutsu away from you!"

"NO! NO YOU CAN'T DO THAT OLD MAN!" Orochimaru screamed, his arms jerking wildly, before falling useless to his sides. "NO! MY ARMS! DAMN YOU OLD MAN! DAMN YOU!" Hiruzen smiled, and staggered back.

"It's... done..."

"HIRUZEN NO!" Tobirama shouted and shot forwards again, catching the dying Hokage before he hit the ground.

"SOUND FOUR! It's over! Take me home!" Orochimaru yelled, and then the barrier fell as he disappeared with a plume of smoke.

"Hiruzen!" Hiruzen smiled at him. "You old fool!"

"Sorry... sensei... but I'm... finished... I'll see you... again... soon..." Hiruzen's eyes slid closed.