The most painful days and sorrowful nights

20. Uzume's Family Reunion

His heart was beating, his eyes losing light, but the last thing he saw was her pretty face in shock. Madara smiled and grabbed her by her hand.

"Tell me, Uzume.. " he tightens his grip around her wrist. Forcing her hand onto his heart.  "What do you feel? " he asks. Uzume couldn't close her eyes, she felt it. The loud thumping blasting into her ear. His chakra filling her with fear, her body had started shaking . But who's heart was beating so loudly;  hers or her father's?  Uzume tried to move her hand,but he tightened her hand. Moving it to his face ;he was warm. It was scaring her. It also made her see something. A light. A sweet feeling.

He was alive, Madara was truly alive.

What do I do? What do I do?!

She began to panic now.Madara's hands brushed her face. That was when he felt something warm and wet on her face, or he would assume it was her face. He was frowning, his hands gently wiping the wetness away. He moved lower -and grabbed her by her throat. 

Uzume's scream was cut into gurgling sound. She was choking. Holding digging her nails into his skin. He wasn't going to let go anytime soon. 

"All of that barking earlier... " He said. His eyes were gone, but she can still feel the murderous glare that would have been there.  "Where did it go now? It seems your mother hasn't taught you one thing:  to always back up your words during a fight. "

She drew her leg back, and kicked him, as hard as she could,  against his jaw. Making Madara drop her,and spit out blood.  Uzume gasped for air and quickly scrambled back to her the first Hokage and Naruto. The attacks were futile, nothing worked for them. Not even Naruto's Rasengan helped. Then she had seen Sasuke take the sky. Using the Arashitora as his wings,

"Sasuke, he can asborb attacks!  Don't get too close!" Naruto called out.  Uzume stared at her father, studying him carefully. She had seen him absorbing attacks, and even went as far as absorbing Naruto's Rasengan. Was that a gift from the Rinnegan?

"His eyes..." Uzume muttered, before using her chakra create a fist of flames.  If she could time this right, she needed someone to act as a decoy. 

"What do you plan to do? " Hashirama asked,taking her from her thoughts . Uzume cuts her glare at the Hokage.

"I need a decoy to test my theory. " She explained, not going farther into her plan until she knows for sure that it works. 

Hashirama scoffs, before using his wood style jutsu took taunt Madara. Giving Uzume enough time to move.  She vanished again, using the wind as her accelerator and zooming through the roots of wood. Madara must have summoned his wood style too, because it looked like two wooden arms were locking together.  Uzume's hand was growing into a greater fire. She was in the air, and had drove her fist against her father's face. Uzume landed back in a crouch, and watched as Madara had rolled out and also landed into a crouch. The sand cooling the burns on his body, and he was chuckling softly. 

"I was wrong, apparently you can bite after all. " he said, dusting himself off and standing there. "Using your comrades as a decoy, that's something I would do. "

Before Uzume growled and stepped forward, only to see a a white head pop out of the sand. Uzume squirmed, she remembered that thing. But last time she had seen Zetsu, he was black and white,not just full white.

He stared at Uzume and winked at her,licking his lips ;Madara growled in disgust. Even if they were enemies now,She still was his daughter. He still acted like a father. And if he had his eyes, Zetsu would be in serious trouble for taunting her like that.   Uzume stabbed the abomination with her kunai, but sadly it still moved.

"I got it, boss. " he said, holding his closed hand to Madara. With a lightning fast chop, Zetsu's hand was disected from his body. He and then he was holding his face. When he removed his hand, Uzume froze.

"That face you make reminds me... " he looked over his shoulder down at Omichi. Uzume looked down at her mother and her face grew pale, acting as a shadow behind her was black Zetsu. It crept silently towards her, and wrapped it's fingers around her legs - Uzume was screaming for her mom to look down, when Omichi finally did -she was dragged down into the darkness.

"Where is he taking her?!" Uzume snapped. Holding her staff in hand. Madara took a good look at his daughter, how beautiful she looked. She was still innocent, and that's how he wanted her to be. He didn't want her to fall into the depths of darkness. He held out his hands, and Omichi was now in his arms. 

"Mom! " she called out. Omichi stared at her daughter with a scared face, she looked up at Madara and then back at her daughter.
I'll be okay, my cloud.

That's what her look said to her. But would she really be okay? Madara shifted his eye between the two and smirked. It was a big reunion. Uzume, her mother - and her father. 

"It's good to see my two beautiful treasures here with me." He said, gripping Omichi tight against him. He dropped his head down towards her and stared into her eyes. 

"To think that night actually made a perfect little girl. "

Uzume held out her staff . Her heart was like thunder to her ears. 

"Let her go!" Uzume called out. Madara didn't seem to listen.

"Do you know a special trick your mother can do that's more intriguing than  that Senju woman..?" He asked.his eye not leaving hers. He cupped her face and held Omichi like a glass of water.  "She can actually heal others with a mere kiss on her pretty pink lips. "

He demonstrated by pressing his lips against Omichi's. Her hands were slapping him over and over, but the kiss kept going. Uzume felt disgusted. A green aura circled the two, as Madara began to heal up. When he was done with her, he threw her  onto the ground. A smirk on his face and he looked over at Uzume.  she can hear him panting slightly.

"I don't even feel a burn or any pain afterwards, but Omichi.. she gets really tired. "

He says while wiping the corners of his mouth.

"I assumed you can do that too, but I wonder if anyone figured it out yet." Her mind already went to Sasuke. She had healed him before with a kiss, and Itachi also. Kissing her before he died, far before Sasuke had came to kill him. Uzume knew of this tedious jutsu, and how she managed to receive such a gift.

At the corner of her eye, Uzume noticed something moving.  Half black, half white,and a hand bear his eye.  The black side was grinning. Madara smirked and saw some of the blood dripping from his body, he took a lick at the blood and smirked.  He was very much alive now.  Then he took a dab of his blood and slid it across his hand. It's a summoning jutsu. The Juubi was back, but it was missing an arm. Maybe it was from Kakashi's doing. The ten tails' eyes were open now, looking around at the sight of war.

"Uncle.. " She mumbles, holding her chest. Omichi crawled back to her daughter's side.She shrugged her hair to her side, and shifted her eyes towards her mother. She held out her arm for her mother to bite and heal.
"You need every ounce of chakra you can get right now. We'll fight through this and come back to Saizo...! "
Omichi stared at her daughter. Madara felt the tension from both of the women. 
"But you won't be able to have ennough chakra to fight...!" 
Uzume looked at her mother dead in her eyes. She was more concerned about her mother than herself. She needed to save this world,and save her son. She didn't want all of the people she loved so dearly to leave her alone. Not again. Not like this, she didn't know how she got through the massacre, but she did it —scorned heart and dried blood tears. Uzume realized that through all of her struggles — as much as she didn't want to admit this to herself — she was just like her father. She understands what it means to lose the things you love,but unlike Madara, Uzume was still sane. She had the one person she loved dearly ever since childhood : Sasuke.
Omichi let out a frustrating sigh and bit down on Uzume's skin. Blue light circling around her as she was healing herself with her daughter's chakra. Omichi was better now, cracking her knuckles and shaking every nerve away. Uzume stretched out her staff. Her purple eyes spiraling in patience. She had to think of a plan, now that Madara's alive and ready to go all out, maybe she should too.