Doubt.

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• TIMESKIP •

-𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖌𝖊-

Uchiha Madara➤20 Years old

Uchiha Izuna➤18 Years old

Uchiha Yuki➤15 Years old

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"Yuki sama!" 

"Yuki sama! We need to hurry and get you ready for the meeting!"

Yuki felt irritated. 'Again, a marriage proposal.'

She got up from her chair, putting down her book, and headed to the dressing room. She never minded the makeup since she never needed or applied much, but the kimono—the uncomfortable dress is what she couldn't stand. She preferred to dress simply, but her father would be angry if she did so.

Yuki hoped this one would be like any other marriage proposal, and Madara nii will 'shoo~' them away.

The meeting commenced, and she waited for a good twenty minutes before her father and her brothers accompanied the Hiko clan members. The next-to-be clan head was a young man named Yamaka, the same age as Izuna. He appeared gentle. 

"Princess Yuki. I am Hiko Yamaka, firstborn to Hiko Rama and Hiko Rikasa." He paused to get a good look at her, then continued, "I have heard only rumors of how beautiful you are, and seeing you personally, I can say you are indeed one of the most beautiful ladies I have met so far. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is mine Hiko sama," She replied with a fake smile. Since Hiko is one of the Noble clans. There were good chances that she would end up with Yamaka.

Madara tried his best to conceal his expression when he noticed Yamaka's eyes lingering on her. That boy kind of ticked him off.

It was still a little hard to accept the fact that she was no longer a little girl and the type of attention she would now be receiving wasn't always innocent in nature. He often had to remind himself that he couldn't go thrashing around every single guy that gave her leering looks, that certainly bring up a variety of problems and right now his plate was quite full already.

"Yuki, why don't you show Yamaka around this place?" Tajima asked. 

She knew what he meant by showing him around, "Yes father."

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She showed him around the koi fish pond and their garden. He kept trying to initiate small talks, which she responded little to. She didn't like the way he kept staring at her; it felt as if he was licking all over and she felt creeped out by him.

"So Lady Yuki, I heard you are somewhat of a Kunoichi as well?"

"Yes," Yuki replied. She intended to speak as little as possible.

"But have you awakened your Sharingan yet?" He asked.

"No. I haven't."

"Hm, that's a shame. For an Uchiha and being a Kunoichi you still haven't achieved the best, I guess." He added mockingly.

Yuki knew he was trying to tick her off and get her to talk more since being polite isn't working much.

"Which is your strongest field? I presume, Taijutsu?"

"You guessed right," She replied blandly.

"Well then. Why don't we test it?" He smirked.

Yuki felt her blood boil. He was not only pretentious but was belittling her! An Uchiha!

"I hope you won't regret it," She replied.

"Well," He grabbed her chin to lift it and look straight into her eyes, "You are interesting. That's nice."

She slapped his hand away and pulled back. It angered her how he deemed her a weakling for not possessing the Sharingan. His actions just confirmed it.

"Please Excuse me." with that she turned around and walked away. She knew if she stayed one more second she might punch his face.

The next instant, she felt his hand grab and pull her back and she fell onto him with a sharp cry, "Hey now don't be so rude to me! You see, we are to get married anyway, why don't we try to get along a bit, my dear lady," His tone was slow and menacing, his face only a few inches away from hers.

It surprised Yuki. No one has ever treated her this disgracefully before. 'He doesn't respect me at all.'

'But then again… why would he?'

'Compared to my brothers, I am nothing but a weakling.'

"It's not settled if I am to marry you. And please never touch me without my permission again." Yuki retorted. 

"Yamaka."

A deep voice called from behind, and Yamaka suddenly felt chills down his spine. Yuki spotted her brothers walking towards them, both glaring at their direction as if ready to kill Yamaka any moment.

"Your Father asked for you."

Yamaka stepped back and left with Izuna.

Madara stayed beside her, "What was going on here?" 

"Don't worry nii san, I just...tripped, and he caught me." Yuki lied. She knew Madara was too protective of her.

"Hn." Madara knew she just lied to him. He saw everything. Just thinking about it made his blood boil, but he didn't understand why would she try to defend that brat? 

'Does she like him? '

He felt a strange feeling swirl within him.

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. 

. 

For the rest of the meeting, he tried to divert his thoughts from killing that brat.

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Yuki had no idea how to talk to Madara when he was in such moods. She noticed how his eyes turned to coal black pools of anger whenever his gaze shifted to Yamaka. 

Once the meeting concluded, she held his hand and dragged him to her room.

"What are you doing? I need to escort them back to the gates!"

"Shh! I need to talk to you."

"I don't want to hear anything." he retorted.

"Well, that's a pity, but you will hear what I have to say." She closed the door and took a deep breath, "I'm sorry for lying." 

He glared at her, "You better be."

She glanced down, feeling guilty, "I just...don't want you to harm him, and I know you have been thinking of doing so this entire time, haven't you?" 

Madara frowned, "Kind of. I just couldn't...the thought of some brat touching you like some common girl," He confessed.

She shook her head slightly, before sadly angling her eyes to the ground again, "I know Nii. But think about it! Hiko is a powerful clan. The alliance would be profitable to us." 

"We don't  need them. I'm not getting you married off to that boy." He answered bitterly.

The silence was much longer this time. 

'Ah...He's annoyed.' She disliked it when he was angry. This wild look...It marred his handsome feature's. 

Gently holding his face in her hands,she pleaded softly, "Nii san, look at me." 

He felt uncomfortable, but one look into her eyes, and all his anger disappeared.

"I'm not getting married to anyone this easily. I will marry the man I love and I will wait as long as I need to."

Smiling, she pulled him into her warm embrace, "Don't worry Nii, I will not leave you alone. I will be here to annoy you for a long time." she let out a small giggle before pecking him on the cheek, "You know nii? You should seriously work on controlling this temper of yours." 

Madara circled his arms around her waist. She was so warm and felt so fragile that he wanted to hold her like this forever, "I'll be mindful of that." 

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But soon, he started feeling uncomfortable. He wouldn't have minded it if he wasn't noticing things he shouldn't. The glaringly obvious realization that she is no longer a child made him feel strangely conflicted for some reason. 

"Yuki. This is-" 

"Just a bit longer Nii. You rarely let me hug you now." Yuki complained. 

"..." 

Slowly, he dragged his hands up, feeling the seductive curve of her waist. Madara held his breath as his mind started forming unpleasant thoughts. 

At some point, he lost track of time and his actions. He held her chin up and brushed the back of his hand against her soft cheek, feeling a deep urge to kiss her.

"Nii san?" 

Yuki was about to move when she felt an arm encircling her waist, stopping her in her movements.

'She's your sister.' He reminded himself.

Still, he couldn't help but drink in her alluring form. His lovely, gorgeous sister, her long, dark hair and delicate, soft skin... the attire that accentuated her curves. And here she was, embracing him,sharing her warmth. Her sweet grey eyes looking at him so affectionately... 

Yes. She belonged to him.

He leaned down, gently caressing her cheek before he placed his lips on hers.

He didn't notice the time ticking away, didn't know how long he'd remained frozen on spot before he pushed his tongue to lick her lips, pleading them to part way to her warm mouth.

"Nn! Nii?" She yelped.

???

'What am I doing?'  Before his thoughts could get any worse he let go of her and turned back.

"Goodnight, Yuki." 

He left the room as fast as he could without looking back. Because if he looked back, he feared she might notice him blushing

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