Love Shot [Madara x Reader]

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Five Days Before Kyuubi Attack.

A young lady came inside a shabby and dirty apartment- also known as her home. Seeing the untidy place, [Y/N] sighed and decided to clean the house before treating her deep cuts and some purple bruises that littered her soft and fair white skin.

Dust off the furniture and corners, wash the utensils and clothes, throwing the garbages and finally cleaning her self to treat her wounds.

The girl wandered suddenly, what would her life be if her MOTHER was there for her? Not that she hates her current one but thinking of a responsible, loving and caring mother wating for your every return, it makes her wish to have one.

Her mother disappeared after telling her some hurtful things that she already expected she would definitely hear from the person who introduced her to the cruel world.

She sat down in her bed and stared at the clan mark on her upper arm. A mark of a descendant of the former first and second hokages as well as the past Kyuubi jinchuriki (I know she is an Uzumaki but she's Hashirama's Wife, ya know?)- A mark of a Senju.

"Why does mother hates me so much? I haven't did anything wrong. I did my best on pleasing her. Why wasn't those enough?" Tears streamed down her cheeks

[Y/N] stayed like that for a few minutes until a knock startled the soul out of her. She wiped up her tears and got up to walk towards her door.

Upon opening it, a tall masked figure barged in her house with a trail of blood following him. She wasn't sure who he was but he sure needs some help.

'I'm just gonna kick you out later.'

"Mister, let me help you."

Before the man can protest, she helped him walk to her bedroom and made him lie down on the bed. The man was too surprise that a little girl can carry his weight without breaking a sweat.

She got the medical supplies and first opened a syringe. About time to stab it in his arm, he stopped her hand.

"What do you think you're doing?"

She slapped his hand from her wrist. "You want to live or not?" [Y/N] glared at him

"What is that?"

"A syringe with anesthetic. Now move your hand and just sleep."

Four seconds and his out.

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Madara stirred up and slowly opened his eyes. He felt a weight on his hand and when he looked at it, he saw the smaller figure of the young lady who dared to touch him and bravely talked back.

He studied her features. A fluffy looking light blond hair with brownish ends in messy ponytail. Long and thick eyelashes. Thin pink lips and pointed nose. Such a beauty.

His eyes wandered farther and saw a mark on her arm. Like a bomb, his emotions ticked off as he saw the sign of the clan who he despises his entire life.

"It looks weird right?"

He jumped up from surprised after hearing a voice that came from none other done his saviour.

"This is the mark that I kinda hate. Do you find it distasteful too?"

----Okay so I made a new book. For those who read Different worlds... No worries, I'll return it in a month or more. That I'll promise. So, anywaysthis chapter is dedicated to @TonickaKennedy