Forms of peace

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...༻❁🝮❁༺...

You were hanging up a painting you made in the village hidden in the rain until you heard a little girls voice
"Y/n-san, why is your belly so big?" You looked at koko, she looked so grown now that you haven't seen her in such a long time. She must be around eight now

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear "well... I'm pregnant, you're gonna have a little sister and little brother soon" you told her as your cheeks dusted pink
"Really?" You nodded "yup" you said popping the 'p'
"What are their names?" Your face went blank in shock

You and Madara haven't thought of names yet, and you were due in less than a month
"We're not sure yet, do you want to tell them something?" You asked her and koko squished her cheek on your round and hard belly "will they hear me?" She asked
"Yes they will" in fact, you weren't even sure if they could but in the books you read. The father and mother would talk to their unborn child so you did it as well

But you never recalled Madara ever talking to your children
"When you guys are gonna be grown up like me, I'll teach you how to be super strong!" Koko promised as she grinned

You smiled softly and rubbed her pink hair, "I think you'll be a great older sister" koko's eyes lit up "you think so!?"
Koko stopped smiling once she noticed the mark on your forehead "y/n-san, what's that thing on your forehead?" She asked and you smirked
"It's a mark that only really really strong and smart people get!" You pressed your knuckles against your hips in pride. Koko's eyes sparkled "I wanna be just like you when I grow up y/n-san!" She clenched her fists in determination
"I bet you will, maybe even stronger!"

...🝮༻✽༺🝮...

Madara took out a necklace from one of the bags and inspected it, when did you get this? It was made out of pure gold and had pearls decorating the length of the gold
His eyebrow twitched when he thought of who probably gave it to you

That cursed blue head He balled his hands into fists in anger

"Welcome back, my lord" noya said as he leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded over his chest

"I see that the lady is pregnant, how come you never told me of this?" He asked
Madara looked over his shoulder "and of what importance is it that I announce you of my unborn children?"

Noya laughs "children? So she's carrying multiple, I really hope you're spoiling her well then"

Noya's face fell serious "but you do realize how important this is right, Madara? You're one of the most wanted shinobi in the world, y/n is one of the most important woman in the leaf, the sand and the rain. You've thought about how strong your children will be right?"

Madara didn't look at noya, he knew that many people from across the world will target your children especially if they are yet to be born, he knew you were capable of doing so much but you were vulnerable now that you're pregnant and even if you weren't. There are shinobi out there that are much more skilled and experienced than you are

"As soon as your children are born, someone needs to come and look after your wife and children until y/n comes back to her peak"

Noya raised five fingers "Tobirama would never set foot inside this estate, Hashirama is busier than anyone else, I am not capable of protecting your growing family, the okkotsu clan is weak now that Miya is gone, the uchiha clan is strong, but they're not capable of protecting y/n and the children either"

"And we both know you won't always be there to protect the, unless you hand over your shinobi headband and retire"
Madara sighed and rolled his shoulders

He walked over to noya, facing the opposite way noya was
"It seems I've overestimated your intelligence noya" he said and noya was a little surprised
"Why? What are you trying to say Madara?"

"Once y/n gives birth, it will take her less than a day to reach her peak once more. During those hours I will stay by her side then... the moments I am not with her nor the children I will rest easy knowing my wifes's capabilities are far surpassing the ones people expect her to have"

Madara glanced at noya from the corner of his eye "my wife is not a weak woman noya, she never was and never will be. And for you to judge her strengths as soon as we return from a eight month long trip is stupid"

Noya furrowed his eyebrows, and Madara patted his shoulder
"And at the very least, you should know that since she surpassed Miya from the very start"

Madara walked away and noya was left staring at the palm of his hand

Just how much have you grown that Madara had such high expectations for you, and how strong were you really to have surpassed miya?

These were things that he needed answers to, but who could answer them?

...🝮༻✽༺🝮...

"What I trained during the trip?" You repeated as you unpacked one of your bags
You placed a finger on your chin in thought
Noya looked at you, awaiting for your answer "Uhm, just medical ninjutsu why?"
Noya sighed, as long as you didn't have that diamond mark on your forehead. It meant you were as strong as before and Madara was just coping with the fact he didn't have anyone to protect his family

"But I believe I did very well" you turned to noya with a proud smile on your lips
"Really? I believe so as well, medical ninjutsu is not easy" he smiled back at you
You frowned "I feel like you're being sarcastic"
He grinned "I am, medical ninjutsu is easy to learn. As long as you don't have the 100 medical jutsu mark on your forehead I'm not gonna be surprised"

You tilted your head and rubbed the back of your neck
"100 medical jutsu?" You muttered under your breath but then it clicked
"Oh! You mean this right!?" You pushed back the hair that covered your forehead and showed him the diamond mark on your skin

Noya stared at the mark in awe, usually it takes the average person years to learn that. And you learnt it in just a few months?

He looked away and continued to help you unpack
No wonder you were now called the most important woman in the three villages, Madara wasn't just coating you with cream and sprinkling sparkles on top for fun.

Noya's gaze went to your swollen stomach, just how strong were your children really gonna be?