Chapter 2

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                           Recovery
         Hey lovely readers I kinda forgot to say that Tobirama is an hermaphrodite. I don't know how it works, but please don't be offended if you are sensitive to it. Madatobi will be in later chapters I'm sorry for that. It will be Tobirama x Oc in early chapters. Please don't hate me. Now on with the story. I only own Naruto here. And also they will be a new clan I invented. If there is already a clan like that in another anime it's just a coincidence.
                     Madara's POV
          Madara sighed with relief. He had been finally discharged from the hospital. He wondered why Hashirama wanted him to stay in the hospital longer. He was perfectly fine. He had taken far more severe hits than hitting his head.
           He would have loved to relax he would really love to, but duty calls and he was pampered a lot in the hospital. He made his way straight to the Hokage tower.
            When he entered, he froze quickly. Why? He wasn't sure. It was like he was expecting something, but that something never came. It was very weird.
                    Normal POV
             Madara made his way up the stairs to his office. He could'nt shake that feeling. Something was meant to happen or was he meant to do something. He just couldn't place his finger on it.
             On his way to his office he walked past Tobirama. He didn't know what made him do it,  but he grabbed him by his forearm. Tobirama looked at him with confused eyes. Madara was so shocked that he let go instantly.
              What do you think you're doing Senju?! Madara yelled. As I thought, Tobirama said rubbing where Madara grabbed him like there was dirt there. You've finally lost your mind. I think I should tell Hashirama that his plan for that mental asylum wasn't in vain.
                Madara growled and began sputtering insults at the younger Senju. Tell me when you've come up with something intelligent to say for a change and I'll at least pretend to listen. Tobirama didn't spare him a glance and walked away.
                Madara was beyond outraged and he walked to Hashirama's office. I'm going to kill your brother Hashirama! He yelled instead of knocking. Hashirama cringed at the noise. Good morning to you too,  he said to Madara in a smile. What did he do this time? He asked.
                He insulted my intelligence. He thinks he's so smart, doesn't he?  Well he's the smartest Shinobi in history, Hashirama said. Stop bragging about your brother. I'll have you know my brother too is very smart.
                 Madara looked at Hashirama as his face turned red and he stopped breathing or was having trouble breathing. What he didn't expect was Hashirama getting up and running out of his office covering his mouth trying to stop laughing. His eyebrows twitched in frustration. What was so funny?  He would get his hands on Hashirama later.
                 The day went by fast and his work load wasn't that much surprisingly. Maybe they were going easy on him because of his accident. He got up and stretched hearing his bones crack. It was time he left, but before he did that,  he might as well pay a bleached bastard a visit before he left and give him a piece of his mind.
               Madara just pushed the door open. Senju! He yelled. But the same Senju had company. Said company that was giving him a look that was somewhere between disgust and hatred. Han Batousi that was the name of the Shinobi sitting on Tobirama's desk.
                 I swear Tobes all this Uchiha's not a single one of them are civilized. How will they when Uchiha Madara that can't even knock is their leader. Madara growled and took a step forward. At least my clan isn't evil, Madara countered. At least we are smart, Han finished.
             Madara's sharingan spun and Han was still sitting on Tobirama's table unfazed. Do you really want to fight me? He asked. You know how that ended don't you? That is if you can remember.
              Madara grabbed the said man by his collar. Let me make it different now. Said man's eyes turned a dark pink. Sharingan versus Bakugan (couldn't think of anything. I'm not Japanese) Just like in the warring era. How Tomoe killed your Father Tajima.
                   Tobirama's POV
               I watched as Madara and Han graduated from quarrel to heated glares and it looked like it was going to graduate into a fight. Seriously his days were more peaceful and stress free when he was in the hospital. Well he better do something before they destroy the tower.
             Tobirama sighed as he stood up making them look at him. I'm going now. Han I agreed to your offer so let's go. Han's eyes turned back to it's normal color. Golden yellow. Till next time Uchiha, he said as he walked out. I'll be waiting outside.
              Tobirama waited for him to come outside so he could lock his door and put up a lot barriers to his door. What did you agree to? Madara asked. How is that your business. Han is a bad person! He blurted out.
           He should really learn to control his outburst. He really sounded like he was jealous. Why would he be jealous? Why should he even care? It was Tobirama's life, but he didn't know why he was angry all of a sudden. Whatever, he said as he walked away.
        Madara went back to his office and arranged all his things locking his door. He just left the tower and he got that feeling again. What was supposed to happen! He practically yelled making all the passersby look at him.
       He blushed a nice shade of red and began to quickly walk away. He had just past the tower when something caught his eye. He turned and just at the side of the Hokage tower, Tobirama was kissing Han or Han was kissing Tobirama. His heart just dropped. Why? He had no idea. He had no fucking idea anymore. What was going on.
              He pressed a hand to his forehead when he felt a searing pain like his brain was getting bashed with a hammer. He quickly shushined out of there. His destination the Uchiha clan.
       end.
    What did you think lovelies. Is it good. Please leave your comments and give me motivation to write. Till next time.

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