Chapter 12
After the incident that night, both Hashirama and Madara distance each other for a bit. They're both afraid to adress what happened that night.
"Heyyy! Madara!!"
Hashirama wave his hand while jumping a little, as he see Madara at the street.
"Oh, hey Hashirama."
Madara nods. He glance at Hashirama, that idiot's head was full of daisies.
"Did you fart and laugh again?"
Madara chuckle as he pluck off Hashirama's daisies.
"What??? No!! Why would you come up with that conclusion?!"
Hashirama blush as he pout, making his head grow some sakura branch.
"Then why is your head full of daisies?"
Madara raise his eyebrows.
"I was joking around with the kids. They want to see my flowers so they tickle me."
Hashirama chuckle softly as he remember he was gasping for air because he was laughing too much.
Madara chuckle and thought of something evil.
"Look! a frog!"
Madara point at a small puddle. When Hashirama turn his head to see the "frog", Madara start tickling Hashirama's hips.
"Wha-!! Madara!! Stop it!"
Hashirama start laughing as more daisies bloom on his head.
"Wow it's true! I thought you're just making up shit."
Madara grins as he tickle Hashirama's stomach, back, and his armpit.
"Stoppp! Madara! Stopp!"
Hashirama eyes were teary as he was laughing too much, he try to escape from Madara, but Madara was holding him tightly and continue tickling him.
"Ahaha! Madara please- stop-"
Hashirama continue laughing, his legs give up as he slump down on the ground, bringing Madara down with him.
Madara groans as he was on top of Hashirama, his head was smacked against Hashirama's chin.
"Ouch.."
Hashirama mumbles as he brush his own chin, it's definitely bruised now.
Madara look up, his eyes were met with Hashirama's big brown teary eyes. And his red chin.
"Oh- shit, i'm sorry"
Madara rubs Hashirama's chin gently to ease the pain.
Hashirama eyes widen, he just realize their close proximity, and Madara's touch against his chin.
"i-i'm fine Madara"
Hashirama couldnt help but blush, as tons of sakura branches and petals bloom rapidly.
Madara had shiver across his back as he saw Hashirama blooming sakura petals. Damn, this idiot is just making Madara hope's up. Does Hashirama really have a crush on him? Or will he react like this towards anyone?
"Madara-"
Hashirama was still blushing, he didn't understand why Madara doesn't get off from him immediately.
"You're heavy-"
Hashirama added, as Madara snaps back to reality.
"Sorry"
Madara stood up and held out his hand to help Hashirama.
"It's okay, but don't tickle me like that, Madara."
Hashirama laugh sheepishly and take Madara's hand.
Both of them then move to the river where they usually hang out. Madara started skipping rocks across the river, but Hashirama always beat him to it.
After a while, they sit at the rock near the river bed, enjoying the breeze and the sunset.
"...So, Hashirama"
Madara clear his throat. He was still curious about Hashirama's feeling towards him.
"So do you have feelings for anyone?"
Madara glance at Hashirama for a bit, then glance at the sky again.
Hashirama gulps, he started sweating a lot. Shit! Why does Madara ask that question? But Hashirama doesn't want to confess to Madara. What if Madara find him gross?
Hashirama bit his lips and start spiralling about everything, but he snapped back to his mind when Madara poke his shoulder.
"AH!"
Hashirama yelp as he was surprised.
"Sorry- what was that again?"
Hashirama laugh sheepishly.
"...Do you have feelings for someone?"
Madara said it firmly this time. He glance straight into Hashirama's eyes.
"Well, ...nobody! haha!"
Hashirama scratch his head.
"Do you think i'm dumb?"
Madara looks pissed.
"You clearly said you have a muse, that you paint them often in your little sketchbook. And you said you love them."
Madara lean closer to Hashirama, trying to intimidate the other guy.
Hashirama felt like burrying himself, he didn't want to answer it.
"Who is it? Come on. I'm your best friend"
Madara asked again, leaning even closer.
"GAHH!!!",
Hashirama run away from Madara, as he yells again.
"I can't tell you Madara! i can't tell anyone either!!"
Hashirama huffs as he continue running, but Madara quickly run after Hashirama and ambush him from behind.
"Wait-!!"
Hashirama yelp as Madara grab Hashirama from behind and bring him down to the ground, both their bodies were rolling on the ground from the impact."
"Ma-"
Hashirama was trying to push Madara off, when he felt Madara's hand in his pocket.
"Madara!!! You can't-"
Hashirama was panicking. His heart drop to his stomach, his body feel hot and he was sweating a lot.
"Because you're not going to tell me!"
Madara pin Hashirama's hand on the ground, as he pin another of Hashirama's arm using his elbow.
Madara was able to get the sketchbook in his hand.
Hashirama face went pale, he immediately push Madara away from him, and now he pin Madara down, making the sketchbook got thrown away.
Hashirama wince as he saw the sketchbook got thrown away, but luckily it was facing down so neither of them could see what's in it.
Madara jumped to get the sketchbook, but Hashirama also jump to madara and push him to the ground.
They roll on the ground several times, it's getting pretty serious as Madara was pulling Hashirama's haori and hair down.
Hashirama also pull Madara's hair and arm, trying to stop him.
"Stop Madara stop!!!"
Hashirama whines, but then Madara get off from his grip, and pin Hashirama down again.
"I want to know"
Madara glare into Hashirama's eyes.
"You don't have any right to know! I don't owe you anything about how i feel towards other people."
Hashirama also glare at Madara, his face and body was hot, he really want to smack Madara now.
Madara felt Hashirama's chakra seep out through the hokage, making Madara felt pressure all over him.
"Fine."
Madara let go of Hashirama and gets up.
Hashirama quickly run to get his book, clutching it tightly while sitting on the ground, unmoving.
"...Hashi-"
Madara glance at Hashirama, who is now crying and some hydrangeas bloom on his head.
"-sorry i didn't mean to-"
Madara approach Hashirama, trying to apologize. That was so childish of him, trying to take Hashirama's book just because he didn't tell Madara who his muse is.
".....-"
Hashirama tears drop continuously, he wipe away his tears as he continue clutching his book in his embrace.
"Hashirama- i'm sorry, that was so childish of me."
Madara kneel in front of Hashirama to get to his eye level.
But Hashirama just shake his head, as he continue clutching his book like his life depend on it.
Madara let Hashirama be, giving the hokage some time and space to calm down.
"i-.."
Hashirama sobs as he finally speaks up after several minutes.
"I'll never get together with them."
Hashirama sobs again, as his voice grow quieter.
"I'm engaged.."
Hashirama whispered quietly.