You Are Mine (Madara x OC)

Chapter 10 - Peace & War

Mature Content Ahead

Kagoyaku POV

Warmth.

But this time, not from the sun, but from nuzzling in Madara's warm chest. Tangled in each other, I don't move too much, feeling sore all over. Feeling someone play with my curls, I open my eyes, looking up at Madara's loving gaze.

"Good Morning."

I blush at his alluring voice, "Good Morning."

Kissing my forehead, I smile softly, holding each other close; we chat for who knows how long, enjoying this moment together. How simple talking, tuned into touches, then our touches turn into sex. 

Our movements were sensual, touches loving, and warm. Laying him down, I roll my hips slowly, looking down at him with loving eyes. 

He placed his hands around my waist, holding me up; leaning down, I kiss him passionately. Releasing ourselves, I melt in his arms.

Holding me close, I feel his lips on my forehead, blushing. I hear him whisper softly. 

"I love you."

I blush, "I love you too."

Remaining in each other's arms, he strokes my hair gently. Rubbing his chest, I speak softly, "Do you still want to know what I am?"

There was a long pause before he responded, "Yes, but only if you feel comfortable."

I smile a bit, "I'm not from this world, nor was I born in it. I was crafted by a thousand suns, destined to live and obey my clan's will. The Sentaiyō Clan is an ancient clan that rules over and creates galaxies, worlds much like this one. I've been alive for a long time; I've seen man rise and fall. I've crafted many suns and given life to many worlds. That is what powers the Sentaiyō Clan, the burning suns that shine over the many worlds across the universe. Much like the Uchiha, my clan has an enemy as well, but that's a story for another day."

He remains silent; sitting up a bit I look at his shocked expression. Placing my hand on his cheek, he looks up at me. 

"Madara, I trust you. You must not tell anyone of my origins; it will only bring danger and misfortune. Can you promise me that?"

Staring into my eyes, he nods his head, "Yes, I promise."

Smiling softly, I kiss him lovingly. Returning it, he deepens the kiss before parting. Smiling at him, we continue to talk, whispering softly as I continue to tell him about myself. From the eyes my blood shares and the powers I wield. 

He takes it one step at a time, accepting this part of me surely and fully.

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No POV

Months go by; their love remains strong, their bond unbreakable. With each passing day, the village falls deeper in her favor, adoring her and fully recognizing her as an Uchiha. 

But darkness came once more; Tajima passed; even with Kagoyaku's skills in healing, she wouldn't drag his life in such pain. Tajima's final words to his sons were touching and vengeful. While his final words to Kagoyaku were soft and hopeful, she would make the clan strong and bear heirs with Madara. 

The village mourned, and the days that followed were dark. But the world keeps spinning; Madara took his place as the new head, and Kagoyaku the Lady. 

She carried new responsibilities, continuing her duties as a healer, but now as Lady of the Clan as well. 

The battles continued to rage on, and the more day rose again, the more distaste Kagoyaku felt. She didn't want the war to continue; she didn't want to have a child that would have a life of war. The demand for an heir was high, and the elders were persistent. Some even believed she was infertile, but her body worked differently and fluently with her mind, heart, and spirit. 

After a long day, the two returned to their room. Both were tired, and a bit stressed, but when they were together in their room, it was their safe place. This is where they let down their guard and spoke openly, living as they pleased. 

Kagoyaku sits Madara down, rubbing his tense shoulders. He groans softly, relaxing for the first time today. Feeling Kagoyaku kiss his neck gently, he smiles, tackling her on the bed. 

She giggles, kissing him gently. Holding each other, they talk, enjoying their peace. "Madara."

"Yes?"

"I don't want a child of war. For them to be born, only to be pushed to fight an endless battle. I want peace."

He sighs, "I know, and I've been thinking about it."

She was surprised, looking up at him; he continues, "Hashirama has talked about ending the war a few times after our battles. The Uchiha are strong, but they're tired."

I lay my head on his chest, "I know this is hard, so all I ask is for you to think about it. That will be enough."

Days continue to go by, and another battle takes place, but this battle was unlike the others. Kagoyaku remained with the healers, it was like déjà vu, but instead of Izuna, it was Madara. 

Kagoyaku rushes to Izuna, running with Madara; opening the door, she looks down at this dying body. This was far worst than she's ever seen before; rushing to his side, she examined his body. He was paler than usual, with deep wounds all over his body, along with burns and bruised skin. 

Sweating, she feels her eyes water; trying to focus, she does everything she can. Sealing him, rearranging his bones, but his organs were already failing and they weren't going to start up. Looking up at Izuna, tears in her eyes, she whispers softly, "I'm so sorry, you're not going to make it."

Madara rushes by his side, smiling at me softly; he tries to laugh. 

"Everything is ok, don't worry, I'll be ok."

He tries to reassure me, only making her cry even harder. Holding her hand, he looks up at his brother, sharing his final request. For Madara to take his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes. They remained with him during his final moments. 

And with a soft smile, love, and happy memories in his heart, he passed away. She wept, Madara mourned, the days continued with rain, and life seemed to feel empty without him for the two. 

While her sadness turned into a yearning for peace, Madara's turned into a rage for war.