Chapter 8
"So? what is the jutsu you said you want to try with me?"
Hashirama glance at Madara again, caressing Madara's hand.
"Stop- stop!"
Madara face was red, he glance at Hashirama.
"W-what did you just do to me? Are you flirting with me or are you just joking??"
Madara glance at Hashirama as he huffs.
Hashirama leans closer and caress Madara's cheek.
"I'm not gonna joke about something like this, Madara."
"B-but-"
Madara was confused. He was so sure that Hashirama is just toying with him. And Hashirama is engaged! What is he thinking??
"You're engaged, Hashirama. Stop playing with me like this."
Madara glance at Hashirama as he was devastated at the fact that maybe Hashirama is toying Madara.
"I'm not playing with you."
Hashirama raise his eyebrows.
"...Okay considering the situations and everything that happens, maybe it's reasonable that you think i'm toying with you."
Hashirama sigh soflty and let go of Madara's cheek.
"But i didn't...okay? I'm not toying you. This is how i feel Madara. I'm sorry for always hiding away, and only be truthful when i'm drunk. That's just childish of me."
Hashirama sigh softly and caress Madara's hand again.
"So...so you remember what you said when you were drunk?"
Madara was confused.
"...sometimes i remember, sometimes i don't. But when i do, i thought it's just a dream."
Hashirama chuckle softly
"That was dumb. It's my fault Madara. I shouldn't have been a coward like this."
Hashirama glance at Madara again.
"This- this is just an elaborate prank is it?! You- you're fucking engaged!!"
Madara was still confused by the situation.
"I talked to Tobirama."
Hashirama sigh softly.
"...we achieve a conclusion that no one is gonna be happy by how this roll up. I'll continue harbour feelings for you, Mito would be sad if she found out that i have been in love with someone else. And...you'd think i'm leaving you after toying you and everything."
Hashirama sigh again.
"It was my fault for trying to run away from my feelings. I told Tobirama i was 100% sure that you don't have any feelings towards me. I was afraid to get rejected. I chicken out and hide behind the arranged marriage and my drunken words."
Hashirama look up at the moon and glance at Madara now.
Madara was stunned. His brains stops working.
"so...so you mean... every word you say when you're drunk is true?"
Madara heart beat fast, this sounds like a dream come true, or something is too good to be true.
"Yes, i assume."
Hashirama hums.
"I'll say it properly this time."
Hashirama smiles as he lean closer, their shoulders touching each other.
"I love you, Madara."
Hashirama caress Madara cheek while glancing into Madara's eyes.
Madara was shocked and he froze from the situation. This is too much information to take in.
"What-"
Madara head was spinning.
"I love you, Madara. You're the love of my life. I adore you. I admire you. You're loyal and full of determination. You always listen to my blabbering for hours. You always take care of me, especially when i'm drunk."
Hashirama caress Madara's cheek gently.
"You bring us hope for peace and the bright future of our future. You filled the void in my heart. I'm truly grateful to know you since we're kids."
Hashirama smiles again, he eventually let go of Madara's cheek.
The weird response Madara gave him, start to make Hashirama's hope dime down.
Eh, but well, if Madara reject him, he wins the bet agaisnt Tobirama, and his brother will deal with paperworks and treat him for a week.
"..I understand if you don't feel the same way. All of this are so sudden, and it must be overwhelming for you. I'll give you as much time as you need to think about this matter."
Hashirama smiles as glance into Madara's eyes.
"And also, we're still gonna be friends no matter what your answer is."
Hashirama pat Madara's shoulder, and was about to leave.
"Stay here idiot."
Madara grip Hashirama's wrist tightly, while his face was as red as tomato.
"Shut up! Don't say any other word! I'm trying to think!"
Madara grunts as he start thinking, Hashirama also only raise his eyebrows, waiting for Madara to think.
"It's a prank."
"No it's not a prank, Madara."
"This is a truth or dare game between you and Tobirama and you got dared to confess to me."
"No, Madara. Why would Tobirama play truth or dare? Besides, that still doesn't explain my drunk confession. So yes, I love you."
"You-you regret accepting Mito as your wife and now you're trying to throw off the elders so you confess to me, hoping i would do something wild enough to make them cancel the engagement!"
Madara exhales as he said it in one breath.
"Madara, madara. You really have such wild imagination"
Hashirama laugh and chuckle.
"Well fair enough, i was being vague all the time. But no, me and Tobirama already deal with the arranged marriage. Mito is no longer my fiance or my futute wife. But she'll stick around to do her things."
Hashirama lean against the bridge and smiles.
"Go on, i could do this all day. My answer is still the same."
Hashirama smirk smugly and glance at Madara who is still flustered and his brain shut down it seems.
"This is a genjutsu."
"Why would i cast genjutsu? that's your thing."
"So i cast genjutsu to myself and this is the genjutsu. You're a genjutsu!"
"No, Madara. Helloo?"
Hashirama wave his hand and click his fingers in front of Madara's eyes, and the Uchiha wince several times.
"It's real! No genjutsu or some shit."
Hashirama chuckle again. He was ready to entertain Madara.
"Uh-"
Madara was cranking his brain, it was still unbelieveable that Hashirama, yes that Hashirama, The Hokage, The Senju Clan elder, to fall for someone like Madara?
"...I'm not on par with you."
Hashirama raise his eyebrows.
"What do you mean? you are THE Madara Uchiha. You're the Uchiha Clan Leader. You're the founder of konoha like i do. I can make you vice hokage if you want to be on par with me?"
Hashirama chuckle softly, feeling a little sad that Madara look down on himself so much like this.
"I'm the total opposite of you! You're ultimate optimistic, i'm ultimate pesimistic, you like socializing, i hate talking to people, you love being clingy and physically affectionate, i hate all of it! I hate people! I'm- Hashirama you're blind. I don't deserve any love, especially from someone as holy as you."
Madara's breath was ragged, his chest feel stuffy and his head feel dizzy.