ℝ𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 {Hiatus}

Confrontation Part One

A/N
Heeyyyy— alright to explain what happened to me, basically I got caught up in getting ready for school, and Well let's just say that some personal things happened there. Also my friend has been simultaneously trying to drag me into a new fandom so she doesn't feel lonely—
I don't think you're here to listen to all my problems so like —
Writing issues! Well now I got school going on so I've got to balance my time now.. I don't really know when I'll update the next chapter, but I predict it won't be too fast unless I have a major motivation boost. Though with all the homework I've been having I bought it'll be like that. 
Anyway-
Without further a due,
The next chapter.
Enjoy :)

The last thing he remembered.. was..

"..Brother?"

Slowly Madara opened his eyes, at first it was blurred with the haze of sleep. Once his vision cleared, his eyes landed on someone familiar.. Izu.. Izuna. That was his name. Though instead of being within that forest or Hashirama's house he was somewhere he didn't recognize. Except.. he did know this place. It was familiar to him somehow. They were at some sort of camp from what he could tell. Glancing just past Izuna's shoulder as he'd entered the tent, to confirm. He himself was laying down. He was using his arms as a pillow to support his head.

"What is it Izuna." he'd heard himself saying. However, this only made his confusion grow more so. He hasn't actually spoken himself.. but he did?

"Why aren't you sleeping? You have to fight that damn Senju leader tomorrow." Izuna replied back simply, though he sounded angry. Madara, or what he assumed to be him, only gave a hum in response before casting his gaze to the 'ceiling' of the tent. They had to travel for..for something.

"What's wrong?" Izuna suddenly inquired. This resulted with another hum however this time it was in amusement. "Am I really that easy to read?" He'd questioned to no one in particular but Izuna gave a response anyway. "You are my brother, I'd be some kind of idiot if I couldn't tell your emotions. Though you haven't been making that easy.." he mumbled the last part. Another amusing hum. "Sooo..?" Izuna started without continuing. "So what?" Madara shot back. "What's on your mind? Is it what the elders said? If so you know what that means." Izuna said while punching his fist into his hand as if to show that he'd beat someone.

Madara's features relaxed a tad at the playful threat. "No no, it's not that. It's just.." Madara went quiet a moment debating his answer. ".. Do you think.. don't you think we've fought enough wars?" For a moment Izuna stayed quiet studying him before sighing. "Yeah.. I think we all need a break, but with all the demands we've been getting to matched up against those damned Senju's it's just.." Izuna then gave a dramatic groan. "I think I'm done being sore now." Izuna was doing a dramatic pose looking to be like some sort of damsel in destress, a hand to his forehead and everything. Before suddenly dropping to the floor. As if to pray. "Please oh heavenly gods, bless us with a break."

This got a snort from Madara, which seemed only Izuna could do. That or the nights when the Uchiha throw a celebration, then booze is passed around. The drunken fools seemed to amuse him plenty well.

Wait.. How'd he known that..? The thought was interrupted by a sharp pain to the head that caused him to grit his teeth in pain. Then it hit him. Was this.. some sort of memory? It had to be. However it wasn't like the ones he's had before that were just bits and pieces of his fragmented memory.

"Yeah.." he'd spoken again which brought him from his thoughts. "But.. that's." Not what I meant. Madara finished for himself. "Unfortunately not gonna happen." This shocked him a moment. Had he lied to Izuna? Izuna gave a small smile seemingly pleased with that answer. "Unfortunately. Anyway I'm gonna go switch my watch shift now. I'm tired." Izuna said as he stretched and hid a yawn behind his hand. "I'll be back!" With that he was gone.