[A/N, alright I'm so sorry it took a while longer to get the first chapter out, from now on I'm going to start updating this at a steady pace and I already know what I am gonna do with this fanfiction so I'm not dropping it halfway. Enjoy!]
[ Scroll one, History ]
As the blades of the man known as Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha clashed, the winner was determined.
Madara Uchiha had lost and, as a repercussion got a sword through his heart.
He fell to the ground, and before his mind went blank he heard Hashirama say - "I'm sorry, I couldn't save you, my friend."
It had been a long battle, it had lasted three days and three nights, it had terraformed the lands and it ended here. "This is it." - Madara thought. Unbeknownst to him, in reality, this was just the beginning of a new story.
[ Idealistic ]
As Madara was bleeding out on the ground, unconscious, a woman with black and orange hair and a nice build walked up to him and started performing some basic first aid, she then picked up Madara and carried him to her home and laid him on her bed.
After a few days of being knocked out, Madara started to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a beautiful black haired woman whose face was framed by two orange bangs standing in front of him, changing his bandages.
"So, you are finally awake, quite a heavy sleeper are you?" - she asked sarcastically.
"Hey, no need to be so on guard, I just saved your life. A thanks would be nice." - the woman added getting a "Hn" from Madara. After a momentary silence Madara spoke, - "Thank you. Would you mind telling me your name?". To which the woman responded - "It's Izumi, don't wear it out." and giggled.
[ Five years later ]
Madara and Izumi are now married. Izumi had told Madara of her childhood. She was from a shinobi clan that she did not want to mention since they abandoned Izumi and left her to fend for herself. This angered Madara but there was nothing that he could do since the clan was extinct. Izumi had taken on the name Namikaze representing how she always kept her head up and did everything in the correct manner and style.
Over the last five years, Madara and Izumi had fallen in love and much to their surprise were now expecting a baby. The two decided to name the baby Minato although Madara strongly insisted on Izuna, they came to an agreement that they will name him Minato.
Today was the day that Izumi was giving birth, the past nine months, Madara had not allowed Izumi to do any housework and mostly took care of it himself, sloppily though.
"You can do this," - Madara said as Minato was almost out of his mother's womb.
"Good job, you can rest now," - said Madara, picking up Minato and handing him over to Izumi.
"What a beautiful baby boy," - Izumi said to which Madara could only nod. They had prepared a baby room for Minato with a black crib and orange walls.
"Did we have to color the entire room orange? It looks awful," - said Madara as he was placing Minato in his crib.
Izumi didn't bother to answer and just smacked Madara on his head.
[ Six years later ]
Izumi was sipping her hot tea while sitting on a chair looking out of the window. She could see her beloved husband showing Minato how to throw kunai. Minato was throwing the kunai with deadly accuracy which unnerved Izumi a little since she didn't want her precious son to risk his life out in the ninja world, but deep down she knew that it was likely Minato was going to pursue a career as a shinobi.
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Idealistic | a Naruto scroll
Fanfiction( Old story with mediocre writing that I unpublished but I feel like republishing it since I can compare it to the writing I can do currently. ) As the blades of the man known as Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha clashed, the winner was determined...