Tobirama fixes up her son's hair; all of them have such beautiful long hair. "You all have such beautiful hair; it makes me jealous." she giggled as Haru chimed, "We get our hair from mama~!" the older ones nodded with a smile, "We get our hair from your mother." Katsuro smiles. "Mother, someone is approaching," Masumi mentions; Tobirama nods and makes a hand symbol, transforming in a puff of smoke to her male form. He walks down in his black ninja garb and opens the door. "Ah, Tobirama!" Madara calls out as he walks to the white-haired Senju, "Here! This should still have Mochizuki's chakra!" Madara took out the red ribbon, Tobirama was shocked, but his stoic face showed no expression. Madara gently places it into Tobirama's palm, "Please don't lose this; it's all I have of her." Madara has a smile on his face but mournful eyes. Tobirama's heart breaks at the sight, "He still cares about me?" the white-haired Senju nods and looks at the ribbon, "I'll see what I can do." Madara removes his hand from the stripe, and the Uchiha leaves with a bow of gratitude. Tobirama looks at the ribbon and gently grips it; he smiles melancholily, "My chakra isn't at all sensible. Has he kept it with him at all times?" shaking his head with that melancholy smile, Tobirama heads inside, closing the door behind him. "What's with that face, mother?" Tatsuya spoke as he walked to him. Tobirama's smile remained as he exploded in a puff of smoke, revealing the white-haired woman. "Just old feelings that I haven't felt in a while." she smiled.
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FanfictionThe prince of ice isn't who he is, the woman of moonlight isn't who she is, but once the war ended, Tobirama is free from her false images. Madara is clueless that his lover is Tobirama Hashirama is clueless that his best friend's lover is his sis...
