Chapter 21 is up, people! Our dear Tobirama is still having problems, so let's see how well he would manage it, ne? I love throwing Tobirama into dilemmas, because it's so funny to see such a rational person go nuts about love.

Madara stared in confusion as her sister flung open the front door, ran up the stairs, and slammed her bedroom door. She just spent time with her crush Tobirama, so she was supposed to be happy. Obviously, something went wrong. Madara sighed, wondering why Uchihas seemed to have difficulty in romantic relationships despite being geniuses. She had come home an hour earlier with Hashirama, and she was sure she had blushed every time he tried to do something romantic. Boy, Kami was fair, giving them total control over their work but absolutely no control over their love. Deciding she really needed to go check on her sister, Madara walked up the stairs and trudged towards Izuna's room. She opened the abused door quietly, surprised that Izuna didn't lock it, before peering into the room. Izuna was sobbing into her light blue pillow on the bed, her body trembling. Sighing, Madara stalked to the edge of the bed and ran her fingers soothingly through her sister's hair.

"Shh, it's okay. Everything's fine. Don't cry, Izuna. Dry your tears." She murmured. Her sister looked up at her with puffy eyes, with tears still running down her cheeks.

"*sniff* You don't understand, Neesan. He kissed me *sniff* because I look like the girl he likes!" With that, she broke out crying again. Madara glared. That idiot would pay for what he did to her sister, Senju or not.

"I will make Hashirama yell at him for you, imouto."

"Then he'll think I'm whiny, going to my sister for everything." Izuna sobbed out miserably. Madara winced, understanding the feeling. They were supposed to be Uchihas, who were independent and strong.

"So what do you plan on doing?"

"Just ignore him. Forget about him from now on."

"That will not be easy." Madara said ominously. Uchihas, once they like something, cling quite tightly to it both physically and mentally.

Tobirama sighed as he tried to focus on the art teacher who was trying to teach the class how to sketch out a vase. He had fucked up real big yesterday, and now Izuna wouldn't even look at him. Sure, now he wouldn't have to worry about the Uchiha-Senju rivalry because the Uchiha ignored him, but he felt like he was bursting every time he looked at her.

"Way to go, Tobirama Senju. You totally fell in love with that kitten but you're too afraid to confess. You are such an expert on relationships. Yippee." He thought as he put his head on the table. He stared at his paper, and without thinking, ripped a corner off, wrote "I'm sorry", and tossed it onto Izuna's table. She looked it for a second, before picking it up, shredding it, and passing it right back. The message was clear: I hate you, idiot. Shut up. Tobirama felt angry now. He already apologized, so why was she so stubborn? Fine, he didn't have to be nice to her either.

"You are so stubborn, Uchiha. That will be the death of you." He whispered as viciously as he could to her. Izuna glanced at him coldly, and mouthed back.

"You're just a lovesick idiot. Do that again, and I'll castrate you."

"You aren't capable of that and we both know it."

"An angry woman isn't a person you want to mess with."

"Damn it, why do you care so much, Uchiha?!"

"Mind your own business, Senju!"

"Izuna Uchiha and Tobirama Senju! Quiet down or you will both get detention!" The teacher hollered. Izuna immediately put on the "I'm so sorry sensei. I won't do it again" face and dipped her head shamefully.

"Yes, sensei."

Tobirama stared at her, amazed by her acting skills. fOf course she wasn't sorry. Uchihas have enormous pride. She must be cursing under her breath. "Sumimasendeshita, sensei." He muttered. He must have offended Aphrodite somewhere in his life, because even when he nearly got into trouble because of the younger Uchiha, he still thought she looked cute with the submissive dip of the head. Now his feelings were even more mixed. Kami, he hated love. It didn't make sense in anyway.

Izuna sighed, frustrated. Ignoring the Senju hadn't been easy, and now she was so close to him that her appetite for the grilled cheese sandwich on her plate diminished into nothing. Her friends hadn't made it easier, because they kept asking what was going on between them. Izuna said nothing, because the reason was such gossip material it was bound to travel around the class before the day ended.

"So, nothing has happened between you two?" Naruto asked loudly pointing his fork at her and Tobirama. Izuna pleaded to Sasuke with her eyes, hoping he would get the message. Sasuke, being the genius he was, immediately understood and slapped Naruto lightly on the head.

"Mind your own business, Naruto!"

"Come on, Sasuke! You know something's wrong! They used to chat like mad during lunchtime and this is the first time they're quiet!" Naruto pouted at Sasuke with his classical Uzumaki pout. Anyone who looked at him wouldn't be able to resist, but if there was such a person, it would be Sasuke, his lover.

"They can sort out their own problems Naruto. Besides, why are you looking at Izuna san? Do you like her?" Sasuke asked huskily, smirking at the blushing blond. Izuna's jaw dropped. She knew Uchihas were good looking humans, but she didn't know her relative was capable of such sexiness. Deciding she didn't want to watch anymore, she focused her thoughts onto the upcoming exams. She would not lose to that stupid Senju! She was an Uchiha! Immersed in her own thoughts, she unconsciously pouted, and if she had glanced in Tobirama's direction, she wouldn't feel very comfortable, because he was staring at her lips with passion and lust.