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...
"happy?" I asked him in disbelief. "You choose now of all times to joke ?" he shook his head and leaned back in his bed.
"So you still care?" his smile faded and gaze looked distant.
"Is this how you want to waste your possible few hours left?" i asked him wiping my tears. "Bring up the past?"
"I don't see why not." He lifted his head and met my gaze again. I've seen that gaze before . That conflicted ... heart yearning gaze he given me after every one of our fights ....
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He would look at me like this knowing he himself was my weakness and used it to his advantage. He gained my forgiveness for his stupid little childish tricks.
I shook my head of the memory and broke eye contact . " how you would use that on me.... a married woman... to your brother at that.... that's not fair hashirama."
"Whats Not fair is this hold you have on me." He said quietly staring off at the distance. "I love my wife. She's wonderful. Anything I could ever ask for."
"But?" I asked
"But she could never be you." He turned and stared into my eyes.
"You should've thought about that long ago" I broke eyes contact and grabbed a dry rag to patten away the small drops of sweat already forming on his forehead.
"I thought of that plenty. We were at a time where a future together wasn't possible. I wanted to face reality. But that did me no good. I fell in love with two woman instead of just one."
"Don't you live a fabulous life" I said sarcastically. Pushing the feelings he was trying to bring back , right back down to the back of my mind.
"Are you happy?" He asks. "With my brother."
"I believe I made the best out of the situation. After I came to terms with the fate you and my brother decided for me." I reached for an extra blanket and slid it over top of him. "He's grown on me."
"I see. Since You now carry his child."
"Which makes our past irrelevant at this point." My hand rested on my stomach. Imagining what it would look like larger with a kicking baby.
"Despite my love for you I'm happy about becoming an uncle. My brother has a way with children once they get past his serious face. He's a great man. And he'll be an even better father."
"I would hope so." I mumbled
"I love you too y/n. More than you will ever know." He said
