"Where are we going?" Hashirama asked Mito, Madara was looking at him from her hip. Both of them didn't know what Mito had planned, but she had something.
"A friend was mine is coming today," Mito said. Her father was coming as well, she and Tobirama had started to plan their wedding, mostly when the boys were asleep. Today was the day, that Mito Uzumaki, soon Senju, would take control over her own life. "She has two children. No I think she has three now. And my sister in law, she also has two children, one of them are your age Hashirama."
"We get to meet Ai and Aunty Kikyo?" Hashirama said a giant smile on his face, as Mito nodded. Madara only frowned, he wasn't good with other people, never has been. "How old are their children?"
"You'll meet them. I know that Ai and Kikyo are going to love you."
"They're going to love Mada."
"Why?" Madara asked wondering if Hashirama had sugar, it was like the boy was on a sugar rush.
"Because your cute," Mito told him kissing his checks, "We need to meet them at the park. Don't worry I'll make sure they don't kill you with kisses."
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"So cute!" Ai said, her two sons were playing with Hashirama. Joben and Seiji loved making new friends, along with getting their new friend to help then with their pranks. Sada was taking a nap in her pram. "You told me your sons were cute, but I didn't they'd be this cute."
"I'm not cute," Madara said watching the older children play. He wanted to join, but at the same time, he didn't.
"Of course you are."
"Leave the poor boy alone Ai," Kikyo told her friend, before looking at her sister in law. "I was glad that Yasahiro said we could come, dear sister we haven't seen you in a while. Gotten married yet?"
"No yet, but Tobirama and I are still planning," Mito told her. She loved it so far, just a small one, but the elders wanted to entire village there. "His been arguing with the elders about the number of people who will be there."
"So cute," Ai said putting her hands on her checks. "Did they like their toys? Cause after this, Joben and Seiji might want to come over more often. They look like their having fun. Madara do you want to join them."
"Auntie, I can take him to the sand pit," Makoto said his red hair moving into his eyes, the boy looked like her brother, with dark blue eyes which he shared with Kikyo. "Kishi and the others are playing a game he might be to young for."
"And what is that, Makoto?" Mito asked looking at the other three children. They looked like they were playing Ninja. "I see. I think it might be better if Mada plays in the sand pit."
"Of course, I want to get to know my cousin."
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Hashirama was having a blast. Both he and Kishi were enemy ninja and they had to get the ball. So far, they were losing. But none the less, they were having fun. He wished Madara could play, but Makoto told him that Madara was too young and might get hurt.
On the other hand, Madara was nervous. The red head boy had picked him up and brought to the sand pit, where they had made a sandcastle.
"Is something wrong?" Makoto asked looking at him with a raised red eyebrow. "If their is, you can tell me."
"It's just..." Madara said looking at his hands. He wasn't good with people. "I just... Sorry."
"Oh, Mada it's fine," Makoto said a smile playing at his lips. It looked like his younger cousin was nervous. He knew the boy was from the Uchiha clan, and that they weren't the best when it come to others, from other clans. "Your only three, so it doesn't matter if you make a mistake. It only matters if you don't learn from said mistake. I won't hate you, your part of the family, Kishi and I love you. Your the baby cousin we wanted for years."
"Really?"
"Honest. I've got water balloon," he said showing him a scroll. Makoto had sealed them, since he didn't his Mum or Aunt to know that he had them, but he wanted to annoy the others. Also, he always wanted a partner in crime, now he had the change to get one. "We can throw them at the others."
"What's in them?"
"Washable paint."
"Why?"
"Because it's fun, and I want to get Kishi back," Makoto told him, he didn't care that he was ten and Kishi was six, he still wanted to get pay back. "So want to help me? You can get Hashirama, how about little cousin?"
"Sure." Madara picked on of them up and throw it had Hashirama, somehow he had gotten him, along with the fact that Makoto got his own sister.
"I can't believe he did it," Hashirama said to Kishi, who was also covered in her brother's paint. Joben and Seiji just laughed it off, getting some of their own paint filled water balloons, throwing them at Makoto and Madara.
"Who cares! This is fun," Kishi told him while handing him a water balloon. They were going to be colourful by the end of this. He was covered in blue paint, but if Madara wanted to play, then he's play.
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Second Childhood
FanfictionThere’s a reason Madara doesn’t like being around Tobirama, or being in a hundred meters, when he’s practicing a new jutsu. Being two years old again, was what he had feared would happen. He blames Hashirama, who is four year old. Since the two of...