Uchiha Collision (Sequel of Uchiha Corp)

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To say that Kakashi was surprised to see Y/n and Obito together at the precinct would be an understatement. After a good minute, Kakashi accepted the strange sight and moved on. There wasn't much to go over with the two of them.

The KPD was collecting the surveillance from around the car dealership and the footage from the lot. The shell casings were from a 9mm, sitting in the evidence bag. Fugaku's phone was being checked for any hint of foul play. And the car was being swept as well. That was all there was to do. There were no eye-witnesses.

The worst moment came when Y/n told Kakashi to give Obito a ride back to his car at the hospital. Kakashi held out some hope that Y/n was trying to let Obito back into her life. That obviously wasn't the case. Obito looked at Y/n with pleading eyes but never said a word. When she stepped out of Kakashi's office, Obito sagged down into his chair.

The mood was somber as Y/n drove to the Senju mansion. She had a phone call to make. She knew she would be worked up, so she wanted to have Tobirama there if need be.

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"Are you okay?" Tobirama asked as he opened the front door.

Stepping inside, Y/n only gave him a pointed look that he knew all too well. Then, walking to the office that held the closest bar, Y/n pulled out her phone.

After a few rings, Y/n heard the voice she dreaded. "I wondered when I would hear from you, my love."

Tobirama poured them both a drink while he listened to Y/n. He guessed who the phone call was too.

"Was it you?" She wasted no time.

"Hn," she heard the sound echo through the phone, and she fought the shudder away. "I may have had a hand in it."

Accepting the drink from Tobirama, Y/n said, "Yes or no, Madara." It was a direction.

"Yes," he admitted. "I had Danzo take care of the hit. But I was the one who put out the contract. Fugaku was a lesson for the entire family, Okami. Mikoto needed to learn that her actions had a consequence. If she weren't caring for Tsuki, she would've been the one taken out."

A chill danced over Y/n's skin. "Is that a warning?"

"Not at all, Y/n," Madara was calm with his words. Soothing, even. "I give you my word that no harm will come to you, your children, or even Obito. Unless, of course, you wish otherwise."

"I may not be talking to my husband," Y/n took a sip of her drink, "but I don't wish for him to die."

Y/n watched as Tobirama stepped from the room for a moment. While waiting for Madara to answer her, she didn't think anything of it.

Madara chuckled, "That's nice to know." He sighed heavily, "I wish I could see you right now, Okami."

Eyeing Tobirama as he came back, Y/n thought about playing into Madara's game or not. Finally, she asked, "And why is that?"

Tobirama returned with a towel and robe. Y/n turned, letting Tobirama unzip the soaking wet dress. Y/n was stripped to her bra and panties between the two of them. Tobirama helped Y/n into the robe before settling the towel over her head.

"You're so naive sometimes, my love," Y/n mouthed a thank you to Tobirama before he ruffled her hair playfully with the towel. "I wish I could take your pain away. As I wish you could take mine away. I've missed you. I've missed your touch. Your kiss. Your taste."

Giving Tobirama a wave of her hand, Y/n said, "You've missed manipulating me." Tobirama pulled the towel from Y/n before caressing her cheek. "Do I have you to thank for my visitor in Suna?"