Hime

“Hime, you need to go to sleep, it’s midnight…” Madara carried him over his shoulder with Izuna following closely behind them. One month after working on the peace treaties to perfection, Hashirama had the bright idea of the village making Tobirama’s life busy. He quickly fell into old habits of not eating and sleeping, or rather, he would if the Uchiha brothers weren’t so dutiful to take care of him like some maiden. Hashirama and Touka visited regularly, bringing him his stuff from the Senju compound, as the Uchiha were stubborn about letting him go, and Tobirama didn’t want another fight to start over himself, it was not worth it. 

“Did you even eat anything?” Izuna grumbled, and Tobirama looked away, embarrassed.

“I didn’t have time, I had to make sure our answer for the daimyo was perfect.” Not to mention he still had to help Hashirama with running the Senju clan.

“Oh, it was perfect the first three times!” Izuna huffed.

“You never know!” Tobirama replied, he needed this to be perfect. There were already clans eager to join the village because he was an empress, and last time it happened, it became a great metroplosit. So, the expectations were high.

“Too much stress is not good for you, Hime.We’ll eat something before bed…”

A thing about living with the Uchiha was that the brothers cuddled into him. Since he was an unclaimed omega, he belonged to no one. They saw it fit to snuggle to him, even Hikaku, on his days off, would put him in his lap and rest his head in Tobirama’s white locks. Hashirama would snuggle him when he visited, that was to be expected. Even Touka and Mito would snuggle to him. It was a constant in his life, but it didn’t mean Tobirama felt any less uncomfortable. Even when he protested about being handled like some court lady, they wouldn’t listen, they’d shower him with more affection than he ever got as a child from his father. He hated it. He usually would hit and push, but he was outnumbered.

So here he was with three Uchihas snuggled up to him; thank the gods Madara had a big bed. Madara and Hikaku snuggled at his sides while Izuna practically laid on top of him. Tobirama huffed, this was his life now. But surprisingly, he didn’t mind, he was just happy that things were going well. With the village becoming a reality, he was fine with this.

“ The sewer system will be able to withstand the flood.” He ended his presentation to Madara, the man only nodded into his hair, hugging him closer. Tobirama huffed at the man’s theatrics. He was aware the Uchiha were very emotionally driven people, but he didn’t mind, he enjoyed Madara’s company a lot, and he would enjoy it as long as he could. The omega securely closed the files into the neat leather folder Madara had gifted him. They'll be soon going to the capital to present village plans they, mostly Tobirama, planned out. Tobirama remembered how the last time around, the sewer system wasn’t as sturdy as it should be. Konoha nearly flooded within the first year, but thankfully, Tobirama was in the village and used his suiton to stop it. He started working on a better sewerage system right away, making sure an incident like this won’t ever happen again. Some of Madara’s thick hair tickled his cheek. “ How are you not hot under all this hair…” Tobirama snorted.

“ I'm very hot. Can you braid my hair?”

“Sure…” Madara released him, and Tobirama walked behind him. From one of his storage scrolls, he retrieved a brush and hair ties and started to work on the thick hair. Madara hummed in satisfaction. 

“Tobirama, have you thought about my proposal?” He asked cheerfully.

“Which one?” They worked on many proposals and plans for the upcoming village, it was hard to remember which one he was talking about. He finished braiding the dark locks, using the red hair tie to keep them together. He was surprised at how quickly he could tame the Uchiha’s hair, it took a couple of sessions of hard work, but he made it work. The hair was still voluminous, but it didn't have any tangles and pieces of broken combs in it.

“To court you!” The alpha turned around, cupping his hands in his bigger ones.

“Madara…” Tobirama was still hesitant about being open about his sexuality, he used to have nightmares about it. About his father finding out and what he'd do to him when he did. 

“I'm serious! I enjoy your company, I admire your beauty and wisdom. Would you be mine?” The alpha kissed the back of the pale hand. Making Tobirama blush, Madara’s tone was oh so passionate, his dark eyes shined with hope, and the albino had a hard time not wanting to agree.

“You,  you need to find a woman. It's only appropriate for you to do um, so…” He couldn't finish the sentence, too flustered to even think about it. A part of him felt as if his heart was being very painfully squeezed. Thinking of Madara being with someone else hurt, but that was for the best.

“I prefer men, and if you're worried about me needing heirs…you can give them to me!”  Madara kissed his hand again. “Tobirama, if you hold no affection for me, please be honest.”

“I do, but we can never be, not in life but perhaps in death…” he looked away.

“Hime…are you afraid?” The alpha nearly pleaded.

“I…last time I saw a man openly love another man, he died because of it.” He finally admitted it, it felt like lifting a boulder from his heart. He never told anyone about his preferences or the fear it brought him. And admitting his fears was wonderful. 

“Hime, I won't let anything happen to you. Let me love you. Let me shower you with affection the way you deserve!” He scooted closer, hugging the younger man.

“Please don’t regret this later…” Tobirama rested his head on the broad, muscular shoulder. 

“I won't.” He kissed the pale cheek and chuckled when it turned red.