Bruises Upon The Pale Moon (Discontinued)

Date?!

Tobirama stood frozen in front of the Uchiha estate. Somehow for some ungodly reason, Hashirama had convinced Tobirama to accompany him to his study session with Madara. Only to leave in a hurry after being so graciously invited into the Uchiha household. Some shit about Mito having invited Hashirama to study at the last minute, Tobirama huffed in disbelief. That conniving bastard of a brother had set him up. Tobirama promised himself he'd conjure up a cringeworthy recipe and force his brother to scarf down the abomination of a meal. 
"So, what now?" 

Tobirama jumped as he heard the older teen address him, Madara's smooth voice sent a chill down his spine. 
Tobirama fiddled with his hands. "I suppose, I can help you study." Tobirama's nerves were on edge.

He had only agreed to come to the Uchiha residence to stop his brothers pestering but suddenly being alone with the slightly shorter male made Tobirama's gut wrench. 

Madara let out a deep chuckle as he turned around and entered the estate." "I doubt you could help me, my classes are a little advanced for a first year."
Tobirama huffed in disbelief, nerves long forgotten. "I'm certain I have a better understanding of your class subjects than you." 

Madara let out another chuckle of amusement as he sat by a kotatsu; the kotatsu was littered with assignments and stationary.

Madara turned to Tobirama and smirked while spinning a pencil between his fingers. "All right, I'll bite. How about a little competition? I'll give you a copy of my assignments and we'll see who does better."

Tobirama smiled in return as he sat across from Madara. Tobirama brought his bag to his lap and fished out a case.

Madara looked on in disbelief as Tobirama pulled out a pair of blue glasses. The glasses brought out a strange cuteness to the Albino's features. 

The Senju's Almond shaped eyes looked wider under the thin frames, giving Tobirama a youthful appearance. 
"Um... do they look weird? I don't use them that often."

A pink hue dusted Tobirama's cheeks as he averted Madara's gaze, a slight pout adorned Tobirama's pale lips. 

Madara could feel his cheeks heat up as he scrambled for words, his hands maneuvered wildly as if trying to catch up with his thoughts.

"No-no they don't look weird at all!" Madara stood up in a rush as he whispered to himself. A rosy blush bloomed on Madara's cheeks as he left the room, ducking his head in embarrassment.Tobirama frowned as 
Madara mumbled to himself. Giving a slight shrug the younger Senju took a blank sheet of paper and began copying down Madara's assignment in silence.

Tobirama let out a small yawn as he finished up his last problem. It has been a while since Madara left the room. Letting out an annoyed huff Tobirama lent against his hand, absentmindedly caressing his healing scars. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" Tobirama jumped as he clamored to his feet. There stood the younger Uchiha, Izuna, leaning against the doorway. "If you're waiting for the brat he's not here today." A sneer could be seen dampening the young Uchihas features.

Tobirama swallowed back a retort as he steeled his features. "I'm not here to visit Obito today, although I did notice his absence." 
A small frown settles on Tobirama's lips. He did honestly miss the small Uchiha, but he wasn't going to let Izuna revel in his disappointment. 
The shorter male let out a huff as he turned towards the exit. "Tell Madara I'm going out. I won't be back till later." 

Tobirama scoffed as he watched the younger Uchiha leave his periphery. 

Tobirama sighed as he shifted in his seat, boredom slowly settling in. As if sensing the albino's distress, Madara finally enters the room carrying a tray filled with snacks and tea. "Sorry it took so long, I wasn't sure what you liked."

Tobirama cleared off a section of the kotatsu for the tray of snacks. "I'm fine with anything, thank you. Oh and your brother went out for a bit." Madara gave a humm in response as he took his seat once more. After settling down the two began their study session. 

Tobirama snickered behind his teacup as he saw Madara's expression. The poor fool was struggling on a problem Tobirama had finished with relative ease. 

Madara's face was contorted in such an adorable display. The arc in his brow was furrowed in distaste and his lips settled into a pout. Confusion was evident in his expression as the older Uchiha overlooked an obvious mistake he made. 

Tobirama let out an amused huff as he pointed out the flaw in Madara's method.  The Senju smirked as he saw the look of disbelief on Madara's face. 

Madara grumbled as he reluctantly erased his progress. "Ok genius, what are you working on?"

Tobirama's smirk widened as he replied.  "If you get the next problem right, without my help, I might just tell you." His pale fingertips teasingly filtered through the stack of papers within his grasp, taunting the curious Uchiha further.

Madara's pout returned as he started working on his assignment once more. A pleasant silence surrounded the two teens as they both worked diligently.

Tobirama yawned as he glanced at the clock. A yelp erupted from the albino's throat as Tobirama scrambled for his belongings.  Madara was startled from his musings as he rose from his seat in a panic. "What?!...What happened?!" 
Tobirama went to grab his coat but the piece of fabric was pulled out of his reach. Tobirama huffed out his response, " It's gotten late, I have to get home. Hashirama will get worried." 

Tobirama went to reach for his coat only for it to be pulled away from him once more. Madara seemed adamant about keeping Tobirama's coat. "Listen, I doubt your brother will be home tonight. If anything he'll say over at the Uzumaki residence. So.... why not, I don't know... stay for dinner? I'll even walk you home afterwards." 

The younger Senju paused at Madara's proposal. It was true that Hashirama liked to stay as long as possible with Mito. If given the chance Hashirama would stay over at Mito's indefinitely, though he'd never admit it to Tobirama's face. 

Chewing on his lip Tobirama toyed with each idea. On one hand he could go home early and have dinner alone or he could stay and have dinner with Madara. 

Tobirama let out a sigh before fishing his phone out of his pocket and dialing a familiar number. It's probably for the best if he lets Hashirama know that he was staying for dinner.

Izuna stood in the kitchen doorway flabbergasted. His enemy, Tobirama Senju, a grade A student with a serious attitude problem was slaving over his stove. The Senju was wearing the silly ruffle apron Izuna gifted Madara for his birthday. 

"What the hell are you wearing?!" Izuna could feel the heat rise to his cheeks at the sight of the albino's figure. The apron actually fit Tobirama snuggly. The blue apron seemed to soften Tobirama's features while still emphasizing the albino's lithe figure. The blue sash was tied in a ribbon behind the albino's back giving an adorable finish to the sinewy teens appearance. Curse that gag gift.

Madara turned to his little brother with a huge smile plastered on his face "Welcome home, Izuna, could you set the table please." 

The younger Uchiha begrudgingly complied with his brother's request if only to get the filthy Senju out of his sight. That damn bastard had no right looking so-.....so domestic.

Tobirama let out a sigh as he continued cooking. Dinner was gonna be eventful but at the very least it wouldn't be boring. A smile made it's way to the pale Senju's face anticipation coursing through his veins. 

Izuna gave a huff as he cleared the table ignoring the pang in his chest, as the image of the cursed Senju rang in his mind. 

'Stupid Senju'.