"I'm glad you came." Hashirama smiled, nudging Madara. Madara grinned, but his eyes showed how nervous he was. "Hashirama, I care about you differently." he confessed. He looked down at the ground, avoiding Hashirama's gaze. He felt Hashirama shift closer to him on the bench, but he still refused to look at him. Hashirama's hand slid down his arm to grab his hand. "Madara, look at me please." he quietly pleaded. ................. The story takes place after Hashirama and Madara begin building the village. Their feelings grow and blossom, and things seem to be looking bright for their futures. However, darkness starts to consume Madara. Can Hashirama save him? Don't be shy! Feel free to leave comments & vote! I love to hear from you!! <3 *WARNING* -Slow build up & might ruin your life -NSFW *i do not own the pictures/gifs used in this story!