Date Created: September 4, 2014
Date Published: July 7, 2015
Author's Note [1]: Sorry for not updating! And, a fair warning, a few chapters are getting shorter.
Summary: In which, the younger brother of the First Hokage thinks of his relationship with the cousin of the Ghost of the Uchiha.
Disclaimer: Naruto and characters (c) Masashi Kishimoto
The One Who Was Loved | o10
Tobirama felt a tug at his heart when he remembered what had occurred earlier in the day. He had stood up for Nyorai without effort, and he had spoken disrespectfully towards the pair. It happened out of nowhere, and he did not think for a second before blurting his foul words.
He did not understand why he had done such a thing. Tobirama had never spoken foully towards another, no matter what sort of person they were. He usually kept his mouth tight shut and carried on as if he had never heard the ridiculous nonsense, but he hadn't.
Otouto, Hashirama stated, bringing the man out of his reverie.
What is it, Brother?
I have requested of you to hand the scroll to me.
I have.
No, my dear little brother, you have given me a used handkerchief.
My apologies. Tobirama placed the object in Hashirama's hand.
Now, tell me: what has gotten your brow to furrow so deeply?
It is of nothing. Tobirama went back to organizing the stack of papers on the desk.
Tobirama.
He stopped shuffling leaflets, turned to his brother, and sighed. I have said a few distasteful words to Houki in the presence of Shirogane. She spoke of Nyorai-san in an ill manner, which I have returned her with one, he explained. And, I do not understand why.
What have you said?
I spoke of the truth.
That is of?
I have told that I would love Nyorai-san more than Houki and that Shirogane had committed a grave mistake of adultery.
Hashirama wanted to grin. It is out of love.
That is most impossible.
Why is it so?
I am of the Senju clan, and she is of the Uchiha clan; our blood cannot mix.
My dearest brother, we are in a new time and era. Love between we clans are possible.
It is not. We have grown accustom to our ancient traditions. Not one would accept the love between enemy clans.
If the time has changed, and if we are not with old traditions, would you admit your love for the woman?