As from the main branch of the Uchiha clan, you always have the privilege to do anything but you are also taught to be disciplined and well controlled in your feelings. but because you were the little heart of the clan you never listened but also get scolded for your little mischiefs. you were from the main branch but wasn't in blood.
your family was given the place in the main family of uchiha. your father, Uchiha Tomoaki, he was from the second branch but was the most loyal to uchiha tajima, he was his friend from the childhood and was always like a shadow to his friend protecting the clan with all his power. Tajima uchiha, always cared for you like his own. you always were forced to train with his sons as a punishment for your mischievous acts.
Tajima has five sons, Uchiha Raizen, Uchiha Shizuma, Uchiha Torao, Uchiha Izuna And Lastly Uchiha Madara is the Eldest of them.
The sons always laughed at your antics except Madara. he was always much composed and serious. because of that you always teased him and called him ''Grouchy Mada". But whenever he couldn't take your teasing, he would make your training more painful, but you just run away every time.
today was no different, your 6 year old body was full of energy. you were standing beside the four brothers and madara was talking about the importance of training. but you were doing everything except listening to his blabbering.
madara was watching every little move you were up to. he saw as you jump a little to catch the butterfly, who was dancing on your head. but you couldn't catch it. the four boys giggled beside you, you looked at them with wide and confusing eyes, then at madara. who was giving this intense look. you straightened up immediately and looked up, feigning innocent and listening to whatever he said.
"Y/n." He almost sneered, he had enough of your antics and wanted you to focus on your training. "Were you even listening to what I said?" you quickly nodded, "Yes.. uh... I did... maybe.." the boys beside you burst out laughing, you puffed your cheeks happily as they laughed, madara slammed his head in frustration with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
later that evening, you were dolled up in a kimono which is in delicate light pink, adorned with gold embroidery of clouds and butterflies. The hem features vibrant blue and white peonies. A rich crimson obi cinches at the waist, tied in a large bow at the back. your hair is styled in soft curls, decorated with cherry blossom clips. You wear white tabi socks and geta sandals, adding a charming touch to your cute look.
Maids giggled and one of them pinched your puffed cheeks gently, it was a normal gathering for you. but actually it wasn't. The family gathered because it may be their last as they all will go tomorrow early to the battlefield to fight against the senju, well as always.
slowly, you got up from your position chin up like you were taught. your maids slid the door open, and stepped aside so you can exit from your room. They lead you through the maze-like hallways of your home to the dining room. In your way every elder uchiha give you a soft look, one of the elder said, "you are indeed is the heart of this family, little princess." You giggled and bowed cutely making everyone chuckle around you. Eventually you were before the door of the dining room, a maid stepped ahead and slid open the door for you to enter.
Each person's gaze drifted to your tiny form, a soft smile on their faces. You bowed cutely to all of them. you spotted your mother and father at the table, the two were smiling at you. you dashed forward with tiny, quick steps, your legs moving in a cheerful rhythm, almost too fast for your little body to keep up. Your arms flailed slightly at your sides. Meanwhile madara was watching your every step, a slight blush creep on his cheeks, he looked away but with a faint smile. He gave you a side glance as you finally reached your mother and threw yourself on her.
Your mother kissed your forehead and settled you between her and your father. You father patted your head. You looked around at the table, finding your brothers, Baru and Tadashi. But they weren't here, still. You whispered to your father, who was busy talking with others, "Papa..." He looked down at you, he hummed in response, "Where are the brothers?" He looked at the door and said, "They'll be here soon, daughter." You nodded and he went back to talk.
Once again your gaze roamed in the room, until it was fixed on madara, who was already looking at you, with his sharingan open, he sweatdropped and deactivated his sharingan quickly. You made a confusing look, he always whenever you weren't looking opened his sharingan but when he gets caught by you immediately deactivated.
You were jealous that madara had sharingan, it was one tomoe but still you wanted one too. He was just 7 years old and he already had the sharingan. You frowned at him, he gave you a teasing smile, you looked away with a huff. Whenever you asked him how he got the sharingan he never told you anything.
And he'll never tell you, because he got it when he lost his friend who was forced to go in the battlefield, he gone alive but came back dead. After that incident he never made friends, except you, however, he wants you more than a friend.
The night went on, everyone was laughing, eating and smiling.
(I made up madara's brothers names, hehe~~)
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