The Art Of Seduction

Could've Been Me

Hashirama watched Hinata's every step the moment he saw her, she looked too much like his dear Hinami; he knew that she had to be a direct decedent of her, so why is it that he felt a flare of jealousy and anger the way Hinata and Naruto interacted.

It reminded him of his days of when he and Hinami were together, the shy gazes and oblivious actions. Hinami was used to be shy around him, only to realize that it was her feelings for him that made her like that.

He knew that Naruto was his ancestor, and this may be a blessing; he and Hinami could finally be together, but with their descendants; but that speech, the way they looked at each other.

That was pure love, he wanted that; he wanted that so badly, in the afterlife he never saw Hinami. Whenever he asked, he would get a reply "She's not in the plane as of yet"

Where was she? Did her spirit even leave Earth?

Wherever she was, Hashirama missed her so much; to feel her, to kiss her again; to show her the love she never got from him.

Kami could send him to the past he would do all over again for her, even give her the children she so longed and desired for.

That was the greatest regret, not having children with Hinami; she was beautiful, powerful and their children would of been the most perfect creations ever known to man.

But he was selfish and stupid, he let his war path get to him; She suffered, he was the worst husband ever.

He looks at Hinata again, shes breathing hard and leaning against her teammates for support, and all he could think was 'Hinami.....where are you? I see you but it's not you, she's sk familiar and even acts like you! Tell me, do we have another change?'

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Madara looked at her, Sakura; seeing her was the most biggest surprise he's ever gotten in his many years of living. He was so sure, that everything that dealt with Sakuya would be gone.

But here she was, that fiery and powerful spirit taking down his monster one by one and monstrous force.

But at the same time, she wasn't her; he could tell that she was at least related, but it wasn't her.

So why did he feel so much jealousy and anger when he saw how she looked at his descendant? How her eyes hold longing and wistfulness, or when he looked her way she would perk up.

That was how Sakuya was, whenever Madara was around Sakuya display all types of emotions to show him she still loved him.

Even when he treated her like crap, pushed aside and didn't fulfill his job as a husband and provide her the children she wanted.

Her explanation to him was hurtful, horrifying.

"Why do you want children so much? They are harder to take care of then a pet"

"Because.....I don't want or be lonely in this cold empty place, especially when you're not around!"

Madara didn't even realize the pain he put his dear Sakuya through, and whenever his stupid descendant would snap at Sakura or hurt her he wanted to yell at him.

Yell at him and say "Fool! Be grateful to even have her love!"

Sakuya's love was divine, no matter how long he would be away she would always be waiting for him; she didn't nag him for stupid and petty stuff like his second wife did.

She didn't make him always feel bad for not spending time with her, she helped through stressful days and would leave him alone when needed.

She was his perfect wife, his soulmate, his everything.

But Sakura wasn't her, so why did he feel that way...when that damn white haired fool touched her and comforted her.

When she broke down crying, he wanted to drop everyhring and ask for her forgiveness; but that man was there instead, took her to the side and comforted her.

He was touchy, too touchy; if he ever gets I contact with him. He'll make the fight a living hell.

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"Hinami.....why are you so sad"

She couldn't even look at him, tears were welling up in her eyes; the hurt and pain she was doing through was too much.

"Hinami please-"

"Don't come near! You've done enough already Hashirama!"

Hashirama flinched at the use of his name, Hinami never really said his name after they got married; it was nicknamed or pet names.

But this...this was serious.

"Hinami, my sweet Hinami don't cower from me please!" Hashirama moved closer, Hinami tried to hide herself against the wall.

He wrapped his arms around her, she struggled and screamed at him to let go.

Her voice was raw and her cries and sobs cut in; she gave up, she was tired.

"Why did you do this me!? Why did you ruin me like this!?"

Hashirama stayed silent, he only held her for the rest of the night.

And the next morning, she disappeared.

[End Of Chapter]