Red and Blue: A Colored Mess (Reader X Tobirama Senju)

Crash

***Possible Trigger Warning***

The sleet pelted the protruding glass of the window seat as Y/n stood watching the storm. The young teenager, just turning fifteen, was on the phone. The device was perched on her shoulder. Her ear pressed to it as she chewed her lip nervously. Her friend Anna had called to gossip about the winter dance that was coming up. The big deal about the winter dance versus all the other dances: ALL grades attended together.

There was no lower classes having a dance Friday, and then the upperclassmen having a dance on Saturday. So everyone was able to mingle together. It was the talk of the school the last couple of days as the boys began asking the girls to go with them. Y/n wasn't one to gossip, but Anna absolutely loved it.

"I don't think I'll go," Y/n said as she took the phone into her hand, "Everyone will be too worried about what Madara and Izuna do. Plus, everyone is terrified to ask me out."

Anna laughed, "You should still go!" She was always so happy and optimistic, "Besides, we can go together. Then, someone will ask us to dance."

Y/n sighed, "It's another couple of weeks away, Anna," she didn't want to disappoint her best friend, "And, I have to ask father."

Anna flinched on the other end of the line. Y/n's father was notorious for being a cruel man. Everyone suspected that he struck Y/n on more than one occasion, but no one was brave enough to ask.

"Okay," Anna looked around her room, though no one was there, "If you didn't have to worry about your dad or brothers, who would you want to go with?"

"Anna," Y/n groaned, "You know I hate-"

"Come on," Anna cut her off, "You can pretend, right? It's just you and me, girl."

Y/n's mind ran circles around itself. There was only one boy that she thought about. Ever. And he was the most taboo person that could possibly exist. Ever. Damn her choice, but she couldn't help it. He was the one who was always there. He was the one who picked up the pieces every time she broke. He was her rock. Forget about how hot he was; she loved him for HIM.

Y/n knew her father was somewhere in the house. Tajima had come home from work and began his nightly drinking routine. He was likely in his study going over case files while drinking scotch. Izuna was at baseball practice, Madara there helping coach in his final year of school before university.

So, Y/n told Anna, "Fine," she huffed. She listened to Anna squeal on the other end of the line. Then, with a slight smile, Y/n said, "If I could go with anyone, it would be Tobirama."

Anna gasped so loudly that Y/n pulled the phone away. "I knew it!" She shouted, even jumping off her bed. "The way you two are always talking with each other- wait, are you two-"

"No," Y/n rushed out, "No," she said more calmly. "My father would kill me. And Madara would kill Tobirama."

"He is pretty hot," Anna ignored the grim detail that she suspected may hold some merit.

Y/n rolled her eyes, "It's more than that, Anna," she gave a soft sigh before continuing, "He's always there for me. His heart is so closed off to everyone, but I've seen the real Tobirama. I want him to be my first kiss- my first everything. I love him, Anna."

Anna was stunned as she listened to Y/n, "Wow," she sat at the edge of her bed, "I've never noticed it, but now that I hear you talking about him, I can see it. I often notice you watching him. Anytime we're in a group setting, even if someone else is talking, you're looking at him. I hope you get your happy ending one day, Y/n."

They both knew it was pointless, but Y/n was thankful for her friend's kind words. Knowing she should end the call soon, Y/n said her goodbye and hung up the phone. Tossing it to the bed without looking, Y/n wrapped her arms around herself. She was tired. Tired of being alone. Tired of being treated like shit. Tired of being an Uchiha. She wanted to change her life. Rewrite even.