MadaTobi OneShots

"Heart of the sea."

PotC AU part 2.

"I told you to only follow him.  Not to stoo by and say 'hello'! "

Tobirama winced at his older brother's voice, his eyes darting briefly to the chest in the corner of the room,  where two guards stood by it,  holding their weapons,  prepared to shoot the beating muscle that is inside.

"You never said I can't interact-"

His answer was cutting off by his brother slamming his hands on the table.

"I thought you'd be more useful to me like this.  Dead.  Don't you want revenge?"

His voice was filled with venom and Tobirama clenched his fist,  ignoring the pain that was much stronger thanks to him beeing near his heart.  He has no idea how Hashirama found it.  It was supposed to be on the bottom of the sea,  then again,  so is he. 

"... My apologies.... I shall not disapoint you again..."

Hashirama narrowed hsi eyes.

"You better not."

And with that Tobirama was let out,  his figure,  that was always dripping with water,  falling into the deep sea,  where his ship waited for him. The Hiraishin,   The Flying Thunder God. His ship,  a wreck he had raised from the depths,  the ship is majestic and horrifying at the same time.  Wood rotten away and covered in sea life. he looked at his ghostly crew with a grim expression. They were all angry,  knowing their captain was beeing used like this.

The man has given them all a second chance,  helping the souls who died at the sea to pass on.  The duty given to him by the goddess Mito,  who he viewed as an older sister.  Until the witch had betrayed him and fell in love with Hashirama.

He suspects she had been the one to give his heart to him,   in hopes of earning his favour. 

That is past now tho,  Hashirama now commands him whenever he wishes to.  Uses his undead little brother like some puppet in his master scheme.  He once had been kind, cheerful. Now he is so,  so different.

Tobirama commands his crew to go on,  helping those poor souls to the next world.  For now Hashirama had left him to his own. And so he makes a decision.  As much as it pains and angers him, he will help Madara.  Hashirama is too dangerous and as much as he loves his brother the man is no longer the same.  And so he follows his instincts and the whispers of the sea.  Commanding it to take him to the Susanoo. 

The ship emerges from underneath the sea, water spilling from it's sides as he stands by the wheel. 

He slowly walks down the deck, feeling Madara's and Izuna's eyes on him. He phazed into the wall,  appearing on the deck of Madara's ship.  Izuna whips his body arround,  clearly shocked to see his ghastly form.  "Senju...?!" The man exlaims in shock,  hand going for his sword and Tobirama snarled,  baring his shark like teeth at the man.

"Don't even try,  Uchiha,  a pathetic mortal like you won't be able to land even a scratch on me. Let alone kill me."

His own crew laughs as they also appear on the Susanoo,  The Hiraishin a threatening presence next to it. 

"I am not here becouse of you anyway." He turns to Madara and forces himself to remain calm and his posture to relax. 

"Hashirama has gone too far.  He has me tailing you like some guard dog."

He manages to growl out and Madara frowns, Izuna smirked and looked at him.  "Listening to your big brother like some pathetic little-" Before he could finish the sentence he was pushed against the mast by his neck,  scraping at the ghastly arm holding him.  He looked into the red and black,  furious  eyes.  "Don't you fucking dare. As if you aren't tailing you're brother like a pathetic lost pup." His voice was much more inhuman the more he spoke,  smoke rising from underneath his skin,  part of his skin cracking off revealing black void underneath. Tobirama took a deep breath to calm himself before dropping Izuna.  The man falling to the floor,  coughing and holding his neck,  on which a bruise was already forming.  "Anyway... I have come to warn you, I don't follow my brother's orders becouse I want to no,  he forced me to do it,  he forced me out of my watery grave,  forced me to serve for him like some slave. Not even bothering to hide HIS TRUE NATURE.  HE ORDERS ME ARROUND LIKE SOME PUPPET." Each word became more and more inhuman,  just like a minute ago,  but much,  much more furious,  water and black goop dripping from his lips and skin,  gurgling sounds escaping his throat as his skin once again begun to crack and become greyish black in color,  his hair seemingly becoming a sotry gray whisps of ash and smoke and storm clouds.

Madara gulped and watched his little brother cower by the dead man's feet.

"How... How did he... How does he.."

Tobirama's head snapped to him,  slowly calming himself,  the albino replied.

"He has managed to obtain my still beating, cursed,  rotten heart. With it he can control me and order me to do what he wants.  Otherwise i'll truly die."

Izuna seemed to perk up at that,  but he wisely chose to stay silent.

"But... Does that mean that you were... Like this... The whole time?"

He asked,  dread seeping in and Tobirama grinned wickedly.

"Oh why yes.  I have been sailing the seas like this for years. Collecting souls of the dead and delivering them to the Afterlife.  That's the job I have been given by the sea goddess and the sea itself is under my command,  as Mito had foolishly chosen to go with my brother. The sea wasn't happy when she betrayed it's trust and went with some mortal. She has been stripped of the power the moment she gave Hashirama my heart."

Becouse that's what everyone arround Tobirama does. Betray him. He trusts no one but the sea,  his ship and his loyal crew. 

"Think of me what you want."

Tobirama said with a glare and a snarl.

"But i have gotten over my thirst for revenge a long time ago. I have been betrayed too many times to even care. I have left you to be in hopes of never having to meet you're idiotic faces again.  But alas, fate has decided differently."

Madara frowned once again. 

"Why are you telling us all of this?"

He asked,  puzzled and Tobirama smiled,  sharp and dangerous.

"Becouse i want to... Help you to say.  I want you to get rid of Hashirama and even provide you back-up... But for that... " He grinned,  wicked.  "You would need to give me back my heart.  And you will be free to sail the seas freely without my brother breathing down your neck. Until you do..." His eyes darkened.  "The seas are under the command of Hashirama.  Nowhere is safe."

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"You... Truly still hate me. . don't you... "

Asked Madara,  the man questioned was standing alone on the deck of the Susanoo, observing the night sky.  Tobirama huffed out a breath and glared over his shoulder.

"Stupid question... "

Mumbled Madara and Tobirama snorted,  turning away again.

"Listen i... Wanted to... Apologize... I... Shouldn't have listened to Izuna-"

"No,  no you should not."

Madara winced again and looked at the one he once called his lover,  the one who was once warm, who once felt.

"I just... Iam.... Sorry... I am so fucking sorry."

Madara's voice cracked as he leaned against the railing. Putting his face in his hands and Tobirama's expression softened. 

"... I know."

Madara's head snapped to his as the ghostly man begun to walk arround,  his footsteps absolutely silent. 

"The seas... Have heared it all... I know you're regret.  But that doesn't change your actions."

Madara frowned,  walking after him.

"What can i do to redeem myself?  What can i do for you to forgive me?"

Tobirama's eyes turned to him,  cold as always.

"Give me back my heart.  And i will.  Give me back my freedom. "