When one day, Uchiha madara has a dream. A dream of a woman who's embrace is where he found his eternal peace
Word gets loose and now parents of every clan are showing off their daughters for marriage proposals
Okkotsu y/n, the youngest of eight si...
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...༻❁🝮❁༺... Madara sat beside the woman whom he was to be married to soon He held no emotional connection to her, he didn't even find her pretty or appealing but he wanted a powerful heir and she was the best he could get
He watched as she chugged down her jug of sake, and that was another thing. She was an alcoholic
Her cheeks were flushed pink from the alcohol in her system, her yukata was loosely placed onto her and her makeup was smudged
"Madara" she turned to look at the ravenette, yet another thing. She held little care for honourifics and she was hard to scare or to threaten because of how sly she is
"How do you live everyday knowing that there's a last time for everything?" She asked Miya squinted her eyes to see madara better but her vision stayed blurry
"The same way everyone else does" he simply answered She pulled one leg to her chest and the other swung over the tall foundation of the uchiha estate
"My little sister" she swirled the liquid in her jug around "she's very special you know? Have you ever heard of the demon child of the okkotsu clan?"
Madara glanced at her from the corner of his eye "if you want to slander your sisters name in her absence then I will not listen to you"
Miya laughed loudly and shook her head "I have better things to do than that!" The woman with dark hair fell silent, for a woman so loud and always talking like her it is rare to see her silent
"She has so much to do with her life and I have nothing else ahead of me" Miya spoke with a lower voice than her usual one " I know I will die early, I have many enemies too many to even imagine but before then I want to become the leader of my clan. That's what I've always dreamed of you know?" Miya drummed her fingers on the material of her jug
"But my sister, she's trying really hard you know? To live up to other peoples expectations"
Miya smiled softly "shes really strong physically and mentally, she has a good personality and she's quite the clever girl"
Her head dipped down and Madara wasn't able to see her face as her hair was covering her side profile
"But, she is self conscious of herself and that is for good reason. I wish she was as confident as I am about myself"
Miya sighed and threw her head back, falling onto the foundation beneath her "But you know what's funny? I've never seen her cry! It's like she has a heart made of steel!"
Miya chuckled "But I think that eventually if she finds someone she trusts with her life she'll cry in front of them, or unless something really sad happened and she just couldn't hold it in"
"Madara" she called out "I don't love you and I don't like you, at all" she smiled at him "but I don't dislike you or anything either"
Miya kicked the air "my little sister doesn't like boys but I'm not saying she's into women either, my little sister hates physical touch with men"
She sat up and her face fell serious again "Madara, when I die I need you to take care of my sister and to hide her from our mother"
"And if you can't do that, send her to Tobirama"
Madara sighed "you speak all these words about dying yet I do not know anything about why you are to die, who are your enemies? Why do you have so many enemies? Are you a danger?"
Miya rubbed the back of her neck and sweatdropped "I work in an organization, I will not be giving you any names but in this organization there are rankings, and the lower your number the stronger you are. And whatever your ranking is you will be called by that. For example, I am the second in the ranking so people call me number two" she grinned
Madara eyed the woman, how strong was she really? What is she hiding? "But not only am I the second I am the one who practically manages the whole thing, I'm the only one who's seen the face of number one and knows him personally so that already places a huge bounty on my head"
"So this number one you speak of, he is the strongest in the organization?" Miya nodded "but he's a little bit dumb in the head" she grinned
"For the past five years I've been toying with him and his strength, practically using him as a doll to do my work for me but lately he's been starting to realize I'm tricking him"
Miya looked at Madara "you know what's funny? The people below four don't know I'm a woman, they call me king and whenever I hint to them that I'm a woman they laugh because they don't believe men can be that strong"
Miya turned around, her back facing Madara and slid off her yukata
Madara looked at her back and read the kanji that were carved into her flesh "Obviously I'm not saying I'm anywhere near your level of strength but~" she looked over her shoulder "what I do have is something I can brag about"
"What is this organization you speak of" Miya sighed "Fine, I'll tell you"
Her lips moved as the name of her organization left her mouth Madara was surprised to say the least, of course he knew of this organization and for her to practically be the strongest amongst all of them is a great feat
Miya slid her yukata back on "I am the one with the most value in the organization, I am a very important feat in there so an early death for me is expected."
"How important are you?" He asked "without me the organization will fall as I am the once who decides everything and I am also the one who knows absolutely everything about everyone even involved with the organization so whatever secret they have I know"
"But even then, there is someone stronger and smarter than me" she sighed
"And that is my little sister"
"But"
"She's not aware of it, maybe a little if you include the fact she knows she has abnormal strength"
