Twin Leaves in the Shadow

21章

WARNING! LONG CHAPTER AHEAD!

so i have decided to make this chapter a bit longer so we can start getting to the ~drama~ of the story

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*NSFW*
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It was raining heavily this morning. A storm had rolled in overnight and it managed to wake up Madara. He had been awake for hours now, quietly watching Hashirama sleep. It was the only thing keeping him calm as he lay awake. His nightmare replayed over and over in his head, making him afraid to even close his eyes. He racked his brain trying to understand the meaning of it all. Occasionally, Hashirama would make a noise and briefly distract Madara from his nightmare. As he continued watching him, he noticed his lip was still slightly puffy from the night before. It stood as a terrible reminder of Madara's mistake. Despite it all, Hashirama looked peaceful as he slept. That was enough to give him peace of mind.

Gently shaking Hashirama awake, Madara whispered to him, "It's time to wake up, Hashi."

His eyes fluttered open, immediately locking with Madara's. A sleepy smile crept on his face at the sight of him.

"Did you sleep?" Hashirama asked in a scratchy voice.

"Some," Madara replied.

Hashirama's smile faded into a frown.

"Are you still upset about last night?" Hashirama asked sadly.

"Not at you," Madara sighed.

Suddenly, he found himself being pulled in by Hashirama. His warmth was comforting to Madara.

"Are we okay?" Madara asked, his lips brushing on Hashirama's neck as he spoke.

"You have tried to kill me multiple times in the past and I'm still here," Hashirama said light-heartedly.

In an unusual way, that made Madara feel a little better.

"Sorry about that," Madara chuckled. He placed a kiss on Hashirama's neck, flicking his tongue right on his sweet spot.

"Do you want me to ease your mind?" Hashirama asked in a suggestive tone. His hands slid up Madara's back and into his hair.

"How do you plan on doing that?" Madara asked lowly.

In one swift motion, Madara was placed on his back with Hashirama positioned in-between his legs.

"I have two options for you," Hashirama flirted, leaving kisses along Madara's jawline.

Madara sank into the pillow and gave into the brunette's touch. Hashirama left a trail of kisses down Madara's neck, stopping right at his chest.

"I could go ahead and blow you now, then we go about our day. Or," Hashirama beamed, "We could have our clones go work for us and we can sneak away for the day."

"And go where?" Madara questioned, getting more serious.

"Maybe to that spot? We could be alone there," Hashirama suggested excitedly.

Madara raised his brow at Hashirama. Something seemed off.

"You do realize it's raining outside," Madara pointed out.

"I can build a roof in a second, so it's fine," the brunette explained, referencing his Mokuton.

"What about Tobirama?"