What I Wanted for Christmas Wasn't You!

Epilogue Part 1

Hashirama groaned as he sat up, dragging his feet over the side of his bed and shuffling about in search of his slippers. He stretched his arms out to scour around for his robe. When he found it, he placed it on himself and grumpily dragged his feet towards the front door of his house, rubbing at his sleepy eyes. "Who on earth could be calling at this hour?" he mumbled as he unlocked the front door, revealing an angry-looking Tobirama standing before him with a suitcase in hand. "What did he do this time?" he asked, his shoulders slumping, as it had become a frequent occurrence these last few weeks.

Tobirama barged in and made herself comfortable on couch, where Mito had the good sense to keep a blanket and pillow waiting as she anticipated that Tobirama will be making an appearance again. "Tobi?" Hashirama urged for an answer, but she just shrugged him off and said, "Go to bed, you know you want to. We'll talk in the morning."

However, Hashirama preferred to settle things quickly if possible so he urged again, "I can't go back to sleep now, we might as well talk about it. You might feel better too." Seeing his baby sister being angry ached his heart, and he wanted that smile to return sooner rather than later. Tobirama scowled at him, thinking him ridiculous if he believed talking about it would make her feel better instead of riling her up again, and so she stated emphatically, "If you want baby to wake up from my shouting, then fine, let's talk it out."

Yes, Tobirama could be quite loud when she's upset with Madara, and so the older Senju relented, "Okay, we shall speak tomorrow then" wanting to avoid spending the rest of the night trying to put his child back to sleep. "Wise decision. Now get back to bed." She asserted. Hashirama rubbed a palm down his face and dragged his feet back upstairs and to bed.

Hashirama let out a breathy sigh as he lied on his back in bed, and a half-asleep Mito put an arm over his chest to ease his troubled mind, "Hashi, we'll deal with it in the morning." She reassured, and he expressed, "Mito, she's angrier than usual. I don't believe this is another case of Madara mixing their coloured laundry with the whites again." Mito chuckled then retorted, "All the more reason to leave this for the next day. It will give her the chance to cool off." Hashirama sighed again and expressed, "I don't know, Madara can be quite foolish sometimes, and if she's this angry then perhaps it would be better for us to tackle the matter now."