Chapter 9:
(Girl's POV):
"Oh my god! Miss!!"
I rushed to the girl, who I noticed that was once a man, now in thw form of a girl. I was confused, but tended to her wounds never less.
I glanced backwards, thinking of Madara.
She turned into a man... Madara caught her and beat her up, thinking she was a man but she's actually a girl... Poor dear..
Either way... if Madara beats you up, it's either gender...
I hope his 'wife/s' is/are strong...
I formed hand signs and put my hands over her chest, slid off her torn kimono and healed her whole body. She had many many bruises and cuts.. Some were very big. I was suprised they didn't get infected. She must be a medic herself.. But still... This is incredible..
I heard a knock on the door.
"....Come in..." I said hesitantly. I turned and saw Madara's brother, Izuna walk in. I quickly covered her naked body with her kimono again before he entered.
Izuna stared at me, then the girl.
"......The hell?..."
"... She was discuised as a man.. Madara beat her up in her man discuise and now she's back to normal..."
"........Okay... I'll... report to Madara and come back whenever..."
He looked disturbed and confused.
He left and I looked back at the girl, then standing up and bowing. I walked out aswell, going the opposite direction of Izuna.
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(Madara POV)
I sat down on my throne and looked at my potential wives, Sighing lightly, however the sigh was of sadness. They all had their things to them... which none of them I liked. They were all ugly, aswell. Nothing like what I'd want to have a child with.
I waved my hand at them, now glaring at them coldly. They yelped in suprise and scrambled off.
"....Oh.... how much I want a beautiful woman on my arm... who wants me for what I am inside and out.... A woman who is feisty and, yet gentle at times... One naïve.. who will believe anything I say... One who will ada----"
Izuna walked in on my little rant.
"Brother, the man you took care of...?"
I growled at him and tapped my finger on the arm of the throne.
"Yes... What of him, brother...?" I said, annoyed, gritting my teeth.
"....Ah... Um... It's... not a... man..." Izuna stuttered, feeling awkward to speak of this.
"ON WITH IT, DAMNIT!" I roared, slamming my palm on the arm of the chair.
"I-It's a girl! She looks like a teenager.. Mabye, if that.. She has very pretty purple hair and a fair skin tone... h---"
I jumped up out of my throne and rolled my eyes, stomping over towards the room I'd left the 'man' in.
