Let's take a leaf of fate

Mint to be

Three years later

Hashirama blinked, rubbing at his face and pushing his glasses on his forehead, when his phone started ringing. He leaned back from his laptop and reached back to blindly grab the phone while stretching his back. "Obito's there right?" Hashirama frowned and looked at the screen to make sure he wasn't really hallucinating Madara's half panicked voice. "What?" "We had another argument this morning before school and he's not back home and I don't know where he is." Hashirama's frown deepened "What?" "It was stupid. About that damn club." Hashirama sighed and rubbed at his face before lowering his glasses over his nose once more. "I'm sure he's ok. I can try to call Sakumo or Orochimaru. Maybe they know something?"

The front door opened and Hashirama scowled. Madara was the only one with a copy of his key and since Madara couldn't possibly be at the door, it meant Obito was. Hashirama sighed. Oh, those Uchiha. "He just got here. And he stole your keys again, by the way." "I'm going to kill him." Hashirama snorted quietly standing up and replied "No. What you're going to do is pick up Ten after volleyball and then come here. I'll talk to you later." Hashirama ended the call before the other could reply and walked to the front door.

"I'm home." Obito murmured sulkily removing his shoes and Hashirama leaned against the wall crossing his arms over his chest and watching both Obito and Kakashi wriggle around in the small entrance. "Welcome home, eagle. You too, wolf." "Whatever this is it's not my fault." Kakashi stated before making his way to the living room. Hashirama ruffled his hair when he walked by and replied simply "I know. Do your parents know you're here?" Kakashi nodded and tried to hide his blushing cheeks, clearly still not completely over his crush on him, and sat at the coffee table to start on his homework.

Hashirama turned to Obito, standing in the entrance pouting, and just looked at him. "It's not my fault either! Dad's being an ass!" "Language." Hashirama said sharply and Obito winced before saying "Sorry. But it's true! It's like he doesn't even listen." Hashirama sighed and ran a hand through his hair declaring "Ok. We'll talk about this later. Go get started on your homework while I put together some snacks." Obito nodded and started heading to the living room only to stop and hug him tightly. Hashirama hugged him back, rubbing circles on his back and landing a small kiss on top of his head before letting him go and heading for the kitchen. He sent a text to Orochimaru letting him know where Kakashi was then set to work on something for the boys to eat, pondering how and what to exactly say.

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"I can't believe it. I really can't, Hashi." Madara hissed in a low voice and Hashirama rolled his eyes wriggling under the covers and getting comfortable. "He's not even twelve! He can't have an opinion. He's still a kid." Hashirama raised an incredulous eyebrow and propped himself back on his elbow to better enjoy Madara undressing. Hashirama wanted to snort at himself because there was really nothing sexy about the way Madara was doing that but those abs were still a big turn on even after years together. He mentally scolded himself and said cutting off Madara's rant "Mads. He has tastes. He likes some things and dislikes others. He likes the club. Let him be and join the damn club. What's wrong with being interested in the paranormal? He has always liked that kind of thing. And he still wants to play football so it's not like he's giving up that."

Madara mumbled grumpily getting under the covers then said exasperated "It's about the paranormal! What even is paranormal?!" Hashirama pressed a pillow over the other's face and whispered half laughing, half groaning "What is wrong with you?" Madara sneaked an arm around him and they ended up pressed chest to chest, Hashirama laying on top of him. Madara smirked up at him and leered "What ever would I do without you?" Hashirama snorted and replied "Probably denying him to join the club he wants."