Month 1
The day was cold and crisp and all to be heard was the fountain behind you, with hints of small children's laughter in the distance.
About to leave, you see a mother with her two children; something you both agreed you didn't want to have. Multiple reasons for it, mostly being Him busy with work - You busy with your art.
"(Y/N), come on," but no response was given.
Distracted? Perhaps. Mesmerized? Most likely.
Something felt right watching the two small beings play and laugh. Who would've thought that something you see daily would catch your eye? Something that would peak your interests."Eh, let's get going (Y/N), what're you even looking at?" When you heard the footsteps coming closer to you you snapped back into reality. "We have to go, c'mon," the tune vented.
"Uh, yeah let-" before you could finish a small whine was heard from your previous plot. Turning around you see a small child holding his knee. Squatting down to the child's arangment you ask "Are you alright? Let me see."
Both embarrassed and frightened from getting hurt the small child grabs ahold of you, crying. You turn and look at the man who you were about to just leave with and mouth "What do I do?"
After getting a clear look at who the small boy is, you realize he was one of the two you had been watching play. Scooping him up you carry him to the stroller with a petite woman near it.
"E-excuse me" you ask the woman playing with the small child in the stroller, she looks up slightly frightened. "Oh my, I'm so sorry! I thought he had followed his father," stating "He just went to go finish a work call, I'm so sorry if he bothered you," the lady spoke putting her arms out for the small boy.
"Oh! No worries. He didn't bother me at all, I think he was mostly embarrassed that someone saw." Sharing a snicker with the petite woman, a man in a slightly underdressed work suite strolls up to her side. "Making new friends are you?" He snickers to the boy, rustling his hair.
The lady thanks you for bringing him back to her while apologizing for her son being bothersome. The man however, gazed at you. Who were you? Why did your glossy (e/c) eyes look so familiar? Why did the hourglass figure you flaunted so precisely remind him of someone?
"So where is he?" You and the mother look at the man confused. What does he mean where is he? Where is who? "I'm sorry," but you were interrupted by the lady "Honey, don't be rude to her. She brought back our son, I'm sorry about that."
To make matters more confusing the man sticks his hand out, a business man's 'Hello'. "Ah, I'm sorry. You probably don't recognize me." Looking down at his hand you cautiously give him yours, "I work under Madara. You're the girlfriend who almost got me fired," he chuckles.
Today was supposed to be calm and casual, but the longer you spent in this park the more confusing it got.
"I'm sorry... What?"
I'm not to sure how I want this book to turn out, eheheh ;; but I'd like to try something more than just one shots. ((Which aren't even that good lmao))
I'm considering a kakashi×reader, and a shisui×reader as well? Idk, maybe even a book of one shots? We'll see lol ♡
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Autumn Love.
FanfictionWho would've thought? The man himself, Madara Uchiha, has managed to find a lover who seems to be nothing other than perfect. • Madara × Reader • SFW until notified otherwise • DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Naruto, or any of it's characters. I do NOT own...