After the war ended, Hashirama and Madara decided for peace. Peace gave them a chance to rediscover their love for each other and to paint the dreams from their minds to the land of Konoha. It also released all the hidden emotions of everyone, creat...
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Out of the Uchiha and Senju clans, the former was stricter and traditional than the other. Even though Tajima Uchiha reared the leader of the Uchiha more strictly, Butsuma Senju had a tougher way.
Before dying at the hands of Tajima while killing him in the process, he taught them about their deep connections with the Uzumaki clan, the clan of sealing. Even Hashirama's grandmother was an Uzumaki and Butsuma entrusted his children to deepen their bonds with the Uzumaki clan.
That instilled a fear when Hashirama had to think about anything other than the Uzumaki clan. They even had a pact signed when he was seventeen that either children of the leader of the clan would tie a marriage contract with the leader's daughter of Uzumaki.
Then there was Madara whom he met at the valley since childhood. Hashirama knew him like the back of his hand and vice versa. Of course they were great friends, but a deeper feeling drowned the Senju into unconditional love. Love for someone different than of a brother or kin or anything platonic. He knew it was worthless to pursue that love when Madara severed his bond with him.
At the bottom of his heart, he wished at most that they become friends again, if not two souls sharing a deep understanding and love. He was more than happy that Madara was back to being his friend and he had the responsibility of marriage with the Uzumaki. Thinking about anything else might summon his dead father to smack his soul to heaven, who knew!
Forget about looking at another girl, he didn't even had the freedom to explore if he only liked women. War and death obsessed him for peace. Now it is here, those buried emotions pour out again. Tobi was too naive to understand when he was one of the closest to him. Madara didn't stand a chance to know inside of his heart, so he nailed that love in a coffin.
A man, that too a fearful shinobi of a previously rival clan. It was more than enough for Hashirama to settle with Madara as deep childhood friends. But Madara was different since they stopped fighting and it built anxiety in him moment by moment.
"You are a damn pervert." Madara said with his crossed hands at the white Hashirama. He was speechless to say anything, he was straightforward, unlike Tobi or Madara. Madara looked at him, his eyes had a different gentleness in them.
"You know it or not, I know you like the back of my hand. Because I can see your insides without you saying a word." That startled Hashirama even more and he blushed.
"Don't you think I can't do the same! I'm not a pervert, you are." Hashirama tried to keep cool and failed miserably.
"Then you already know what was I about to say, Hashi?" Madara smirked and made Hashirama flinch. That nickname was his weakness that the Uchiha accidentally discovered.
"Yes I know."
"What is it?"
"You want me to improve the draft of the village structure." Hashirama said and Madara remained nonchalant.
"Baka, you are not looking at me, are you?" That was enough to silent the wood user for a while, letting the fire style user to speak.
"It may come too blunt from me, unlike my usual self. But I like you, Hashi." Madara said to Hashirama who was still lying powerless on the ground.
"Oh, what's the deal? I also like you as a friend." Hashirama sheepishly smiled.
"I like you as a friend and as someone I would marry openly if you weren't a dickhead." Madara said, keeping his distance to keep things less awkward.
"Marry? Are you nuts, Madara?"
"Yes, you drive me whole lunatic!" Madara flared with his Sharingan glowing for a second.
"You were the one who left me first and despite my tries to extend my hand, you denied." Hashirama confronted.
"I didn't deny you with those actions. I had to severe our bond because it helped me grow in the pain and harness my fullest potential. It goes the same for you. Had we were friends back then, we would be too attached and not pursue our dreams in our seperate ways." Madara spoke calmly, his words penetrating Hashirama's ear and his eyes looking straight into his soul.
"So it was true. Surely it did help us grow." Hashirama said while getting up and sitting with his knees folded a feet away Madara.
"If you have more doubts, I can try clearing some. Even I don't know what will we do in the coming times, but I thought you should know I care for you."
"That is fine Madara and I'm sorry." Hashirama sweated and looked away in guilt.
"Means?" Madara frowned his eyebrows.
"Means let's stay friends. We have that in common, our care for each other as rivals and buddies. I am sorry if it is harsh, Madara." Hashirama said looking at him with a stern face.
"Goes well with me. I'll wait." Madara smirked.
"Madara I'm serious." Hashirama posed his concerned face.
"You can't lie to someone being an open book. But I will wait for you to read it to me. Whatever details that you keep mystery, you will be telling me at the right time. Until then, I won't make things more awkward than now." Madara smiled as he stood up, the wind rustled their hair.
"Do take your brother's help in the draft. Time for me to go. Daisuki, Hashirama." He looked back at him and vanished in the woods, leaving a bewildered Hashirama. He slapped himself, it wasn't a dream.
What just happened? Madara confessing he loves me? Freaking damn he proposed me and I freaking stupid rejected him! And yet he doesn't wanna give up. Oh forgive me tou san, I tried. To keep myself away from the boy you once warned me against. And yet I can't help but follow his lead.
Hashirama sighed as he looked at Madara's handwritten scroll. His graceful kanji and sophisticated hiragana letters written in a simple format. He looked at the water and it struck him he had to return by midnight or Tobirama would roast his butt to next Tuesday.
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To be continued, かな恵ー
I'm ready for your tomatoes and eggs or whatever flying sandals you have for me. Even it was unexpected from me that I would make this part this way. TT I broke your hope of a confession or a kiss so sorry lmao, you are free to tie me on a railtrack and let me get crushed by a train. 🤣But HashiMada will become a thing not so soon 😏
