Aquila. [Uchiha Madara ]

Chapter XXVI

Aquila's POV

I woke up in comforting arms wrapped around me soothingly. My mind drifted back to last night... I can't believe I said it. I peaked up towards Madara's restless face. Still fast asleep it seems. I couldn't help but falter a grin at last nights conversation.

"I love you,"

"I know. I as well share these feelings of love. Carried down from my brothers and now onto you." his words rolled off his tongue; I was grinning nevermore, right before sleep welcomed me.

I slowly wiggled my way out of his grasp trying not to wake him. I couldn't help but admire his handsomeness complexion. The way his hair caressed over his face tenderly. I couldn't help but feel my heart thump against my rib cage like thunder. His manner was just perfect - ugh! Why must I think like this...

I stood in the room pulling over my kimono, right as I was going to grab my obi, I felt red orbs watching my movements. "AH! Why must you do that here?" I hissed lowly. Madara pulled the covers off of him which left him with his exposed chest and pants on. I felt like my heart almost stopped beating.

"Making sure no intruders entered. It's an Uchiha's instict.." he sighed as he went to go pull over his navy blue yukata. "I want to show you something," Madara narrowed his eyes moving towards the door. I swallowed thickly still feeling nervousness run through me.

I followed him through the back as we appeared soon in the Uchiha garden. I remember still being here last night. Still, my mind wondered to Kurosawa. He was explicitly strange and full of mysteries.

"Ah, what are we doing here, Madara?" I chuckled as he sat down in front of a thick tree and leaning his back on the tree bark. I stood in awe; watching him relax and taking in the breeze.

"Aren't you going to join?" A small smirked formed at the ends of his lips. I sat next to him; resting my head on his lap. His one arm rested on my stomach. I couldn't help but enjoy every bit of this moment. Just him and I.

"Madara?" I asked shifting my gaze up at him while his eyelids were closed still.

"Hn?"

"I don't mean to bother your moment, but do you often come here?" I softly ask in an agile tone. "Occasion." his reply was short and simple but I admire his non-talkative ways. I smiled as I let the breeze kick in and the enjoyment of his presence covered with warm and passionate.

Ramiko's POV

"This is useless..." I grumbled underneath my breath. Pondering with many thoughts as I was set on duty to guard the outskirts of the village. Nothing to do but stand and do nothing. Takima-san and Shiro-san were ordered with me to watch the front of the gates. Except Takima was taking a nap... like usual and Shiro being, as usual, wasn't paying attention to anything.

I sighed as the sun was glaring acrimony and blazing hotness as if it were trying to melt my skin!

Just as I was getting bored as it is.. three silhouettes almost like figures were made out in the distance. I furrowed my brows in confusion. Were we expecting newcomers to stay in this newly founded village? Or was Hashirama-sama expecting visitors?

As they came closer, my suspicions arose. Two older men that looked like shinobi from what it looks like, from the Earth country by the looks of the way they dressed. They were accompanying a girl? Not just any girl...

She doesn't look like a ninja to me, but you never know. But she held her hair up in two ponytails off the sides of her blue head. The hat she wore came down hovering some parts of her face. But her attire looks astonishing, her Kimono looks like it was designed in pure silk with many shades of blue that were designed right into it.. is she noble?