Madara was elated, but it was short-lived when the door was shoved open. Y/n frowned immediately, "Don't you know how to knock?" She stepped away from Madara and shivered from the loss of contact.
Izuna chuckled and put his hands in his pockets, "The sense that you have any privacy should be long gone." Izuna looked from Madara to Y/n, "I'd like a minute alone with Y/n."
Madara looked to Y/n for a moment and she finally took the time to notice his bruised face. Her eyes drifted to Izuna and she noted the hint of black and blue on his face as well. "Family disagreement?" She arched a brow.
Izuna scoffed, "Difference in taste it seems," an understatement, that's for sure. Izuna looked at Madara now, "I'm not stupid enough to kill her here." He pointed out blandly.
Y/n crossed her arms, "I was shot in the chest and I'm here standing before you," her expression was smug and Madara smirked, "I'm not sure what it is you hate about me so much, but I think the other day, and yesterday, I proved myself to you and your brother."
Izuna glared at her for a moment before he pointed his stare at Madara, "If you don't mind."
Madara walked to Y/n and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "I have a meeting today, but I'll be back this evening." She nodded lightly and smiled as he left.
Her distaste for Izuna was easily noted as she moved to face the tyrant. "And what threat will you be delivering this time?"
Izuna took his hands from his pocket and approached the h/c. She remained impassive as he stopped before her, his fingers brushing her hair from her face and she jerked her head away as he moved to hold her cheek. In a show of dominance, he gripped her face now, hand over her mouth as he squeezed her cheeks.
He growled, deep and low, "I should've killed you when I had the chance." Her eyes widened slightly, "But, your little proposal will speed things along nicely." Izuna leaned in his hot breath tickled her ear, "once you say I do, you'll be dead before the ink is even dry on your prenup."
He stepped back and gave her a shove, making Y/n stumble back and into the wall behind her. "You really think he'll let you kill me?" Get as much information as you can. Her instincts were screaming. "I proved myself to him, and to you, and you think he'll let me go, just like that? And for what? My money? He can have the damned money, Izuna, I don't need it. I don't want it."
A dark, menacing laugh left the man and she wasn't sure she'd like his words, "You and Obito are good." She definitely didn't expect that "You both put on this act that you're just fucking for fun, but I can see through it- through you. Madara can too, he just won't admit it to himself. Obito was in that room with you because he wanted to be with you one last time, that part was true, but not because you're a good fuck- his words, not mine," she grit her teeth, "but because he's in love with you."
"What delusional world do you live in?" She snapped, "Why would I be with Madara if I'm in love with Obito? Why would Obito be with Rin if he's in love with me?" She stood straight, tall and prideful, "Speaking of being in love, why don't you just marry the bitch yourself? Or are you going to tell me that you're not in love with your little bluebird."
Izuna saw red and Y/n was struck with fear for a moment, "I was curious if you knew," he reeled in his anger, "Madara managed to keep his mouth shut for a while it seemed, but you- I'm extremely surprised you didn't throw it in my face sooner." A lazy stance settled over him, "I'm not in love with the fool, just using her as she uses me." Y/n didn't believe a word he said.
A small sense of victory filled Y/n, "I see," she said calmly, "and when she serves her purpose, will you kill her as well?" She had no doubt what his answer would be.
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The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)
FanfictionI was away at college/university for almost 7 years before returning to Konohagakure. I moved back in with my brother and got a part time job to start saving money. I had plans for a future. A career. A place to call my own. A car. A husband. A fami...