Dreams (Part 2)

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"I'm going to see Madara."

His eyes snapped opened. "what?"

"I'm going t-"

"Stop."

"Then wh-"

"Aniki." Tobirama groaned. 'Kami! Not again!'   He felt tired before, now he felt exhausted, annoyed, and angry. His brother had a special talent of agitating him, never letting him be in peace for once. He was sure Hashirama would be the death of him.

"Just why?" Of all the people, his brother decided to meet with one of the most insane Uchiha! 

"I felt like you wouldn't agree but please listen-"

"No." He scowled.

"But I already sent Madara the messag-"

"Have you lost your mind Aniki! He will plan an ambush!"

"Madara wouldn't do that."

"Hashirama! Haven't I told you not to make these decisions on your own!? You know how much they hate us! Do I need to remind you how many times Tajima rejected your truce request!" Tobirama yelled, slamming his hands against the table.

"That's Tajima. Now Madara is the new leader."

"Aniki! That's exactly why you can't do this! He'll definitely plan an ambush! "

Hashirama relaxed his shoulders "I know Madara...he won't do that."

"Why?" Tobirama sighed, realizing there's no point in arguing with him anymore.

"Peace. Tobirama. We can't do this without him. It's a dream we both shared, and it's incomplete if he's not in it."

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"You... Are just as insane as him." Tobirama felt his body deflate in exhaustion. 

Hashirama just smiled.

Tobirama knew his brother was passionate and often spoke before thinking as well. But the biggest concern he faced was that once Hashirama had already decided on something...there was no turning back for this idiot. 

"Let me accompany you, Aniki."

"Tobi. No..." 

"I'm not asking." He glared at him.

Hashirama's shoulders dropped as a dark aura surrounded him,"Fine..."

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Tobirama crawled onto his bed, waiting for his long-awaited slumber to consume him. But to his dismay, sleep didn't come by, instead, all his memories did.

Ever since he can remember, he has watched over his brother. Even though Hashirama is older and stronger than him, he's the smarter one. He's the one who thinks before acting, the one who makes rational decisions. Hashirama needs him to help him make proper decisions that will help him reach his dream. 

Their dream.

He still remembered the fear of his first battle, the way his hands shook, how the smell of blood, and the sight of mutilated corpses made him sick. One mistake and he would become one of the many corpses on the battlefield. It would take just one-second worth of mistake... One second, to become one of the many children who never returned and would be forgotten.

Hashirama saved him that day but got severely injured while doing so. Being a 10-year-old at the time, he'd already been through his fair share of battles. Since he was the oldest of them, he had nobody to lessen the burden on his shoulders.

Tobirama decides that day that he's going to become stronger and smarter. He decided that he'll be there for Hashirama, always watching his back. He wanted to become someone Hashirama could depend on.

When Kawarama died, Tobirama(10 years old) forced himself to remain calm, but Hashirama (13 years old) lost it. He lashed out at their father, only to end up getting beaten. Tobirama knew that was the moment the relationship between his Aniki and father started to change for worse.

Then a month later, Itama died.

Now it was just his brother and him. Hashirama became quiet and no longer laughed like before. It hurt him to see his brother change.

Soon Hashirama started to disappear for long hours. Even though he felt lonely, he understood his brother needed some time alone to grieve. So, a lonely Tobirama started wandering around the forest too. Alone. He knew it was dangerous, but he was confident of his sensory skills. He first thought of moving towards the Naka river then changed his mind and moved towards the hilly region far north of the forest. There he came across a small patch of land with beautiful flowers and herbs. He just rested there, trying to shift his mind from the memories of his deceased brothers.

It worked. This place made him calm.

The next day, Hashirama disappeared again, breaking his promise of practicing with Tobirama. 

With a heavy heart, he went back to his secret spot. He was annoyed at Hashirama for breaking his promise the 6th time in a month. He felt so lonely.

For the first time, he missed his mother. She was a cold woman and didn't show even an ounce of motherly love to any of her children.

'Even though she was cold, at least she was around.'

He closed his eyes and tried to calm his mind. After a while, he heard a sound- of faint footsteps. He opened his eyes and looked down from the tree branch he was resting in. A little girl of around 6-7 years of age sat there, a straw basket in her hand. She was collecting herbs.

He knew she couldn't sense him. After all, he was that good at hiding his chakra. He just stared at her lazily, to keep his mind off of the terrible memories of death and war. And it was effective. It's not that he found her any more interesting than the scenery around. She was just a normal girl, moving around and doing her thing. Occasionally, she would fix the black mask on her face. He found it amusing how she wore an expensive material but still wore a mask to hide her face. As if that would help.

'Stupid.'

'She doesn't seem like a Kunoichi. Maybe a daughter of some rich merchant?'

'Why would she be collecting herbs then?'

' Hmm, maybe as a hobby.'

After two days of watching her, he started a mind game. He would guess which herb she would pluck next. Mostly he got it right. She was awfully predictable.

The next day when he prepared for his practice, he realized his brother deserted him. Again. That was it. He decided to tail Hashirama. His brother didn't notice, and he was proud of his sensory skills. He watched from a safe distance as Hashirama met the other boy.

When Hashirama arrived back home, he suspected nothing. Tobirama had to admit, Aniki's mood certainly improved as he was smiling a lot again. But he hardly practiced with him anymore. Even though he didn't like this, he kept quiet about it. Because at-least his brother seemed happy.

'But... who is that boy?'

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The other boy turned out to be an Uchiha!

Uchiha Madara.

That bastard Uchiha had been deceiving his brother all along!

Hashirama cried, glaring at the ground as tears rolled down his eyes, fist clutched into a tight ball. Tobirama didn't understand why his brother was sad! He should've been happy! Happy that they found the Uchiha deceiving him! But he looked so hurt. 

The next day, Tobirama visited his secret spot to calm his mind. He waited for the little girl to arrive, to distract him from his thoughts by her stupid & predictable hobby.

But the girl never appeared.

A sense of loneliness remained with him in the upcoming years. But he never had time to give them much thought since he spent all his spare time studying, inventing Jutsus, and practicing them as much as he could. 

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Images of the girl they met a few days ago flashed by his mind.

'Kami... She's beautiful.'   This was the first time in so many years that Tobirama found a girl this attractive. He couldn't point out why exactly he was so attracted to her.

'Is it because of her beauty?'

That wasn't entirely true. She's beautiful... there's no doubt about that. Which is why he couldn't blame Aniki for blushing like an idiot at her. But Tobirama wasn't interested in just looks.

'Maybe it's her attitude?'

He had to admit. She was brave. In the face of danger, she didn't cower in fear or beg for her life. She fought. That display of courage had got her his attention. She was fierce, yet so calm.

'Like a cat.'

He had noticed her posture and the way she carried herself; he was sure she had learned etiquette, which meant she couldn't be a commoner. Even though she ignored him most of the time, he knew she had no arrogance. Which made him even more curious about her.

'She isn't cold, yet she feels so… detached.'

It was as if something molded her to be that way.

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Memories of her lingered in his mind. His eyes had briefly lingered on her figure that peeked through her torn clothes. He shouldn't have looked so intently at her that time... He regretted it so much now that the memory of her body aroused him.

She was his type. He strangely knew it but didn't want to admit it. 

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'I wonder... How would it feel to bed her?'

Tobirama let out a tired sigh. He understood now why the elders were pestering him to find a woman.

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'Will I meet her again?'

He felt his mind losing focus and darkness engulf him as he fell into a deep slumber.

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-𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖌𝖊-

(𝙸𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔)

𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 ➤10 Years old

𝐔𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐡𝐚 𝐘𝐮𝐤𝐢➤7 Years old

(𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙰𝚐𝚎)

𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 ➤20 Years old

𝐔𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐡𝐚 𝐘𝐮𝐤𝐢➤17 Years old

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