Tag: mito

inconveniencedneutrons:

kitsunekage88:

This is so not what I had planned. Still, hope you enjoy!

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Hashirama was in an exceptionally foul mood when the daimyo’s envoy arrived. The man was rude, arrogant and completely disregarded everyone who wasn’t Hashirama himself. To the point where even he was gritting his teeth and fighting to keep a polite smile in place.

That lasted until the second day of his stay. No one heard what the man had said to finally break their leaders self control, but they all felt his chakra spike in fury.

Tobirama had been in his office with Madara working on the plans for the academy. They had finally settled on a location a few days before and were working on the new layout when it happened. He had barely stood when his brothers door slammed open and he heard him snarl.

“Come back to OUR village again and I’ll kill you myself!”

Sharing a look with Madara they both moved to see what was going on. The envoy was a pale, shaking heap on the hallway floor as Hashirama towered over him with the darkest look Tobirama had ever seen.

Madara on the other hand had seen that look once before and had hoped to never see it again. His friend could be surprisingly terrifying. Casting a curious look at the pathetic heap he shook his head in disgust when they got to their feet.

“Best get out now. You’re no longer welcome here.”

Dignity forgotten, the man raced down the hall as fast as he could. Pathetic.

“I could arrange for an accident on his way back.”

Hashirama looked like he was seriously considering it. Tobirama however just rolled his eyes.

“You don’t mean that. It could cause far to many problems.”

Hashirama ignored him,

“You could frame Kumo for it.”

Madara smirked, knowing now that he was right. The envoy had said something about Tobirama. Ever since Kumo had sent a delegation over to discuss peace in a poor attempt to gain a seal master, Hashirama had held a grudge. Of course, suggesting that since no one would miss “the pale freak” so Tobirama should go to their village to train them was a poor move on their part. Tobirama had been to busy calming a pregnant, and pissed, Mito down to see Hashirama’s rage that day and given how close Mito was to giving birth Hashirama had kept tight control on his chakra.

Madara eagerly jumped at the chance to get back at both kumo and the envoy and the two of them started plotting. Only he was allowed to insult the Senju brothers. Hashirama was his best friend, and Tobirama was…

Tobirama just was.

With a roll of his eyes the younger man cut in, finally realizing just what had set his brother off. His voice was fond as he half heartedly scolded them.

“Enough, both of you. This is ridiculous. Just leave it be.”

“But Tobi!”

With a sigh Tobirama shook his head at them and turned on his heel. Madara watched him go, eyes lingering a little too low. He really needed to do something about his little crush. After this mission he and Hashirama were planning.

After all, Tobirama had only given a token of protest. That was as good as giving his permission.

Hashirama beamed after him, knowing that no matter what happened Tobi would make sure it never came back to haunt them.

They continued with their plans, and three days later, after a report had come in about a sighting of kumo nin within their boarders, Madara finally worked up the nerve to ask the white haired man out.

Oooh, was that the Hashi derailment? If so then I will have to encourage him…