Reaching the Other Side ✔

Chapter 17: Cold

Yoshima's P.O.V

"Did I really just send Shizuko back to the dead?"  I whispered to myself staring at my hands as my vision kinda blurred.  Shizuko was the one that didn't understand anything.  She'd always be stuck to her opinion and wouldn't let anyone change her mind...  But somehow, someway,  I changed her...

"Don't get in the way Madara!!!"  Hashirama's voice snapped me back to reality.  Hashirama was on his wooden statue and Madara was on his Susanoo.  "There's no time, but with things like this there is something I have to do."  Madara said.

I immediately got up, "Stop you two!!!  Why are you still fighting?!  I really thought my death would've changed something."  I bit my lip watching the two.

"I thought it did too," Madara started, "...but Hashirama stuck a katana in my chest right after." Madara said and I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Why... WHY?! Did I just die for no reason Hashirama?! I died so that you guys would live together in peace. Madara would watch our kids." I said to Hashirama.
"Yeah!" Madara said backing me up.
"I couldn't trust that he'd do the same thing again." Hashirama yelled.

I turned to glare at Madara. "Don't even think about cheering!" I yelled at him.
"You didn't die! You grew old... Older than old and the thought of going to see our children, didn't cross your mind?" I asked and he sweat dropped.
"Trust me. It did Yoshima. I just couldn't go back."
"Please, tell me why Madara. Please, give me a valid reason." I said staring at his piercing Rinnegan.

He sighed and closed his eyes, "Whatever I say, it won't change your mind, huh?" Madara said.
"It depends on what you say." I said. I watched Madara's eyebrows furrow and he had a demonic smirk.

"Maybe if I listened to Shizuko before, things might've been different... In a better way..." Madara said and my eyes widened.
"What? It took so long to make her understand you, and now you are... You are turning into her old confused self." I yelled shocked.

I felt a great impact on my stomach area.

I looked down to see a large Katana inside of me. I looked up at Madara with my vision blurring. He had just stabbed me using Susanoo.

"M-Madara..." I was shocked.  He, my husband, my lover, one of my best friends...  He had just stabbed me, after everything that had just happened.  Hugging me, yelling my name in a worried tone...  Not even that, from what happened when we first met each other.  Saving me, making me the strong woman I am today.  He was the boy who couldn't lift a finger against me because he was so in love with me.

"Doesn't this remind you of when Shizuko stabbed you?"  Madara smirked.

Now I look into his eyes... I feel cold, I can see the emptiness...

"NO!!"  Hashirama and Tobirama yelled.

"MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!"  Madara had a demonic laugh as I dropped to the ground.
"Madara!  She's your wife!  You love her!"  Hashirama yelled.
"Yoshima, you were a nuisance.  My weakness, a weak link.  I finally managed to stab you, myself...  I feel nothing..." I heard his voice as my eyes slowly closed.