Chapter 4
Madara put down the book that Tobirama threw at him earlier.
Tobirama ponders a bit, then answers
"But if that's the case, he would be a walking forest at this point. You said he grow daisies only when he laugh out loud, right? so does it connect with his hormone release?"
Tobirama and Madara both start thinking about it.
"Maybe we can look up in the Mokuton book?"
Madara suggested. That was a good idea. He was proud of himself as he grins.
Tobirama shot him a glare and stand up
"Oh so now, you want to see Mokuton book? I'm starting to think these whole things are made up by you so you can steal information about mokuton, and find Hashirama's weakness, and kill him!"
Tobirama get into his fighting stance, his chakra emmitting from his body.
Madara also stand up, he didn't like being accused like this.
"Watch your mouth Senju! if i truly want to kill Hashirama, i would've kill him in his sleep just now. Or any other time when he cling to me"
Madara hair start getting spiky and spread out, like a porcupine. Tobirama lower his hand and realize Madara is telling the truth, but he is still skeptical.
"Fine. I will believe you. But you're forbidden to even touch Mokuton and other Senju exclusive books. I will read it and tell you if i get anymore information. Now get out."
Tobirama walks towards Madara, wanting to shoo him off. Madara grunts and decide to left, he didn't want to fight and burn all those books. If they're in open place, however, Madara will not hesitate to jump onto Tobirama and shoot a fireball onto his face.
Madara walks on the street, he avoid every villagers and their gaze. He hates walking at the street because villagers like to gossip about him.
"Madara! Madara!"
a familiar voice was heard. It was the damn stupid tree. Madara loves hearing Hashirama voice though. Just not his blabber.
Madara turns back and see Hashirama flunging himself to Madara. Madara take his stance and grab hashirama when Hashirama cling to him and hug him.
"Let go of me, idiot"
Madara grunts, but Madara himself still holding Hashirama tightly.
"Ah, one more minute please Madara"
Hashirama use his puppy eyes and Madara give up already. He could feel Hashirama fast heartbeat, and in a second, he could see some flower buds growing on Hashirama's head.
Madara was about to pluck it, but those flowers aren't daisies. He wait until the flowers bloom completely, while savoring Hashirama's warmth.
The flowers bloom rapidly, the petals start unveiling one by one, they were bunch of white roses, covering Hashirama head like a flower crown.
Madara pat Hashirama's back to get his attention.
"Hashi, your head.."
Madara mumbles, and Hashirama jolts. He love when Madara call him Hashi. It's always softer and more intimate than Hashirama.
Hashirama let go of madara and touch his head, he was surprised that this time the flowers were bigger and takes up more space.
Hashirama start panicking, he glance at Madara but he tried to calm down, yet Madara can see through him.
"Hey, ..it's okay. Me and Tobirama are working on it. We're trying to find the cause of this and how to prevent it. And see if it's dangerous or not."
Madara pull Hashirama down to sit beneath the tree, while Madara kneel next to Hashirama to pluck the flowers.
"Does it hurt?"
Madara ask gently, while carefully plucking the roses from Hashirama head.
Hashirama was still panicking inside, why does he grow white roses now? yesterday it was just daisies...and just now he wasn't even laughing out loud.
"Hey, Hashi"
Madara touch Hashirama's shoulder to gain his attention.
Hashirama look up and glance at Madara, unable to speak, as he was still surprised of the situation. Madara also was not the best at comforting people with words, but he tried so hard to comfort Hashirama now.
"It's gonna be okay. Does it hurt? Do you have headache?"
in just few minutes, Madara was able to pluck all of the white roses and place it on Hashirama's lap.
Hashirama snap back to reality and shake his head.
"No, nothing..it just feel uncomfortable"
Hashirama murmurs as he glance at the roses beneath him.
Madara sit next to him, contemplating about what to say.
"It will be okay, ...You're not hurt at all right? so it will be fine. I'm sure it's not hanahaki disease either. How is your lungs? Do you have trouble breathing?"
Madara glance at Hashirama with worry, Hashirama's face that usually was so bright and always smiling, now Hashirama looks pale and scared.
"I'm...i'm okay. No trouble breathing either"
Hashirama inhales deeply abd exhales, allowing Madara to examine it carefully.
Madara nods and place his hand at Hashirama's shoulder.
"You'll be okay. I promise. Me and Tobirama will try to figure it out today."
Madara sound like a broken record, he truly doesn't know how to comfort people.
"Cheer up, okay? i..i will buy mushroom soup for your lunch"
Madara was cursing himself. he sound like he is bribing a kid.
Hashirama smiles softly and appreciate Madara's gesture. It was weird, but at least it makes Hashirama feel better. And he now knows that Madara care for him, that he wake up early in the morning to discuss this with his nemesis, Tobirama.
"Thank you, Madara. I'm fine, really. But you still have to hold your words. Mushroom soup for my lunch. You pay!"
Hashirama smiles and laugh. Madara could only pout, but he was glad Hashirama was able to laugh again. His laugh is Madara's medicine for his loneliness.
Hashirama was throwing away the white roses from his lap, when Madara stopped him.
"I'll use this to examine your condition together with Tobirama. Don't throw it out. Let me handle this"
Madara use his dark red sash to collect the white roses carefully.
Hashirama watch Madara collecting the flowers.
Oh how handsome Madara is. His long hair fall down from his shoulder, his lean and muscular arms are stretching out to collect white roses gently.
Oh to be able to hold Madara in his arm, to feel Madara soft spiky hair, Hashirama could ever dream. Eventhough technically last night he did all of that.
Madara finished picking the roses, he glance at hashirama and their gaze met. Hashirama immediately clear his throat and start blabbering nonsense.
Madara sigh and chuckle, as he look at Hashirama.
"Hey stupid senju. Stop blabbering. I need to go work now. You should go too, Tobirama is probably ripping his hair out because you're late, again"
Hashirama yell, and start panicking as he ran away as fast as he could, Madara could only laugh to that.
"Stupid Hashirama"
Madara mumble under his breath as he adore hashirama cute behaviour.
Madara walk carefully as he bring Hashirama's white roses. Truthfully, he lied to Hashirama. He didn't need that much roses just for their research. But, having them all to himself, and display it in his house wouldnt hurt right?
Various flowers starts popping out of hashirama head. When he is depressed, mushrooms grow on his head instead. When he is blushing hard or embarassed, small sakura tree stems come out and bloom the sakura petals. When hashirama is sad, some hydrangeas bloom instead.
But madara nor tobirama doesnt know about what does the white roses mean.