Tobirama despises the Uchiha.
But as hashirama and madara begin talking about peace there was one solution that will join the two clans to peace. An arranged marriage between Tobirama and madaras youngest sibling. Y/n.
Y/n has been forced to marry...
Tobirama kissed me differently this time. He kisses me with patience. I'm assuming emotion. If he had any. He's kissing me as if I mean something to him.
It felt kind of nice.
Pulling back he grabbed the basket and started setting the blanket up.
"What did Paolo make us " i smiled sitting in front of him with a hint of pink to my cheeks.
"Actually i made it ." He said showing no expression.
"You ? Cook?" I laughed.
"Yes." He pulled out sandwiches and I nearly rolled over laughing. Sandwiches and fruit. Lots of fruit. All my favorites as well. I was really enjoying this. And him. "I'll have you know I make the best sandwiches in konoha and no one can slice a fruit like me." I couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious. Which only made me laugh harder. But his serious expression lead me to believe he made these sandwiches with good intentions.
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I took a bite of my normal tasting sandwich . After swallowing the first bite I cuddled next to him and kept eating.
"This really is a great sandwich Tobirama." I complimented. He's been so nice it's only fair. He nodded and kept eating and said nothing.
"Question." I asked. " when do you have fun?"
"Fun?" It was almost a ' how can you ask me that' kind of tone. " I don't."
" I see that but .. maybe we Can start doing fun things together." I don't want to become a mother like mine. She was great but .. she was lonely in her marriage. Dad was always gone. Training. Fighting. She had so much love to give him but no time to do so. In the end they were still strangers. I don't want my marriage to be like that. Arranged or not.
"Why the sudden interest in me ?" He said bluntly. " going out of your way to make sure I eat. Make sure I'm coming home. Inviting yourself on trips with me. Offering for us to have fun."
"Does that bother you ? Would you rather me sit at home alone and not speak to you or seek you ?"
"You just don't have to pretend to care about me." He popped a piece of watermelon in his mouth and awaited my answer. He was being serious!
"I can say the same about you. Kissing me just now. Doing all of this. Pretending you care when I'm upset. "
"I'm just following your act to be in the same page " I froze and looked at him. Act ? Everything I said I meant. Felt. That was all me. My acts of kindness and worry.
"It wasn't an act" he could tell I was hurting. It was all in my voice. "So everything. This .. the apologies... it wasn't genuine ?" I placed my food down . Ready to leave at any moment.
