Chapter 8
Now three days after the incident in the kitchen Izuna was cautious of his actions around the pregnant man, he knew it wasn’t really Tobirama’s fault but he was better safe than sorry.
Hashirama was unable to find out why Tobirama was able to create a jutsu without hand signs or having actually meant too, Tobirama vowed to study why, as it was just as confusing to the albino as it was for everyone else.
Tobirama had been doing nightly research binges, and continuously trying to cast his suiton dragon jutsu via normal means but was still unable to summon it again.
It had the albino man stumped, he could only assume his emotions affect his chakra now while being pregnant. He assumed like when Izuna and Madara had tried to attack him back in his early stages of pregnancy before they knew he was expecting, when the baby was being protected by something that it was the same case now.
It was just that the baby was attacking back from within the womb now, as they were unsure what was actual danger. They were only able to feel and react to the emotions of the one carrying them, so it was possible they felt his anger towards Izuna and in turn caused his chakra to go haywire.
Madara had sent word yesterday night that the mission had ended successfully, but there had been a delay with payment from the noble family, and that he would currently have to take shelter in their village. Along with apologizing profusely to Tobirama and saying he would hopefully be back on the road and home within the next few days, promising he wouldn’t miss the transformation jutsu.
When they had gotten and read the message Izuna felt the way Tobirama’s chakra flared up, anger and sadness could be detected within his chakra. He watched as the pregnant man held his belly and pushed himself off the couch, grumbling something about ‘damn Uchiha’ and about how he was going to hit the elder Uchiha brother when he returned.
“I’m retiring for the night.” Tobirama said tightly, rubbing his stomach and turning on his heels.
Izuna sighed as he watched the heavily seven months pregnant Senju walk or more like waddle into Madara’s bedroom. Where the albino had decided to remain while Madara was gone, seeing as it brought him great comfort being surrounded by his belongings. As it seemed to help settle the baby down at night more than it had when he slept alone in his rooms.
The door to Madara’s bedroom slammed shut with a loud boom, making Izuna jump even though he had been watching the younger male the whole time and saw him slam the door.
Izuna soon got up from his own spot on the couch, slowly making his way to his own room that was across from Madara’s room, along his way he blew out the candles that lit up their home. Making his way into his own room and climbing into bed, blowing out his bedside candle and slowly drifting to sleep, he didn’t expect to wake up to this scene when he awoke.
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Tobirama sat down on the bed roughly, obviously disturbing the baby within him as they began to kick up a storm once again. Groaning, the albino rubbed where the baby was kicking trying to calm them down.
“I’m sorry, that must have scared you, huh? It’s just your idiot daddy.” Tobirama sighed as he rubbed his bump lovingly and the baby kicked lightly in response causing the pregnant man to laugh lightly.
“So you agree your father is an imbecile? Amazing.” Tobirama laughed harder when he felt another kick, harder this time harder.
“I concur, your daddy should’ve been back already… stupid idiot.” Tobirama said, whispering the last part as he continued to talk to the baby inside of him. Feeling another kick, lighter than the last this time he smiled and rubbed his bump.
“Let’s make a deal hmm?” Tobirama asked, pausing as if to wait for a response. When he felt a light kick he smiled and continued on with his proposal to his unborn baby.
“You let me sleep tonight and I will bully uncle Izuna into making inarizushi tomorrow, because Kami knows I can’t.” Tobirama laid out the deal, chuckling slightly at the reminder of how he royally screwed up rice the other night, leaving them with half burnt curtains and a ruined pot.
When he felt hard repeated kicks close to his bladder he sucked in a breath, now having the urge to pee he sighed and heaved himself off the bed.
As he was headed to the bathroom he felt as if something was off, with all the light off it was creepy but he had been a soldier of war so that didn’t bother him much really. It was the fact he felt as if something or someone was watching his every move no matter which way he went or what he did. He was tempted to wake Izuna to check it out, but had figured it was just the pregnancy causing him to be over cautious and continued on his way to the bathroom.
After he had finished using the bathroom and washing his hands, he left on his way back to his room suddenly feeling a presence at his back. He unhooked a kunai he always kept on him from his shorts, turning to face whatever was at his back. One arm wrapped it way around his stomach and raising the kunai in the air, he was met with an equally frightened Izuna who had both his hands in the air.
“Tobirama! It’s me stand down!” Izuna said, red eyes glowing in the dark as he had activated his sharingan on instinct.
Izuna Sighed, when Tobirama finally lowered his kunai and backed away, arm still wrapped protectively around his bump, he deactivated his sharingan, his eyes spinning from red back into obsidian.
“Sorry… I don’t know why-” Tobirama apologized, shoulders sagging. He had no idea why his instincts were on high alert lately.
Noticing the behavior of the other man, Izuna crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the albino, as if to ask what the hell was that. Both continued standing there wondering why in the world the man had reacted so strongly.
Izuna had walked behind him multiple times since he had arrived in the Uchiha compound a little over 3 months ago, Izuna had even managed to sneak up on the albino once in his stay but even then he had never pulled a kunai on him.
‘Stupid pregnancy hormones’ Izuna groaned in his head. Ofc all the hard shit had to have happened when Madara decided to take a mission, Izuna decided then and there, no children shall come from him.
“Alright let’s forget it, let’s just go to bed.” Izuna bemoaned, moving past the pregnant man and heading towards his rooms.
“Izuna…?” A quiet call of his name had him turning back towards the other man.
“Yeah? What is it?” Izuna asked, head cocked to the side in question.
“I- it’s nothing, it’s stupid.” Tobirama sighed, continuing his way to his own room before being stopped when a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist. Tobirama’s eyes shot up to the other obsidian eyes that were looking at him with concern.
“What’s wrong? It’s not stupid if something’s bothering you.” Izuna spoke, looking at the other for answers.
Sighing, Tobirama shook Izuna’s hand off his wrist and began to explain his worries.
“It’s stupid… but Madara and I discovered before he left from old Uchiha records, it says if Senju and Uchiha blood is mixed it can create a power greater than both our clans.” He explained, hand slowly rubbing his baby bump as he looked down with a solemn look on his face.
“Okay, but why is it affecting you so much? You know Madara, Hashirama, and I won’t let either of the clans do anything to the baby.” Izuna spoke, rubbing the albinos shoulder in a way of comfort.
“It’s not just our clans!” Tobirama snapped, before calming down and looking back at the raven haired man, who stood there waiting for him to explain.
“Sorry…” Tobirama apologized for his outburst.
“It’s fine, just what do you mean by that?” Izuna asked.
“I’ve had a bad feeling lately, as if someone who isn’t anyone from either of our clans has been watching me intensely…” Tobirama took in a shaky breath, he didn’t want to admit that, it was as if saying it aloud was confirming it.
“I felt the same odd gaze just now, that's why I pulled a kunai on you by accident, I feel like they’ve been waiting to strike since Madara left.” Stopping briefly when a kick was aimed well near his lungs knocking the breath out of him.
“It feels like they’re going to try to take or harm me and the baby, like there’s nothing I can do to stop it. If I fail in protecting them now before they’re even born how can I protect them when they arrive?” Tobirama breathed out, body shaking slightly as tears brimmed his eyes threatening to fall.
“Tobirama…” Izuna sighed as the other began to cry softly, he slowly brought him into a hug and let the other cry out his worries with him.
“If it would make you feel any better I can stay in Madara’s room with you on a futon.” Izuna suggested after the other had stopped crying.
“You… you would do that for me?” Tobirama asked, eyes wide as he wiped away the remainder of his tears.
“Of course I would, the baby is my family too! No one is going to harm my family, especially not my niece.. or nephew!” Izuna said confidently, eyes burning with rage at the thought of someone trying to harm anyone in his family, even his brother's baby mama.
“Plus Madara would kill me if I let anything happen to you snowflake.” Izuna teased, cackling when the albino started chasing him with the kunai once again.
“Don’t call me that!” The Senju yelled once they had reached Madara’s bedroom.
“So I can’t but Madara can?” Izuna asked, eyebrows raised.
“That’s different!” The pregnant man yelled, blushing slightly, pink slowly dusting his cheeks.
“How so!?” Izuna asked, a laugh bubbling up in his throat.
“It just is!” The albino said, throwing a pillow at him as he settled on the bed. Izuna laughed, settling down on a makeshift futon on the floor.
“Whatever you say, Tobs goodnight!” Izuna said, turning over on his futon.
Tobirama smiled to himself as he turned to place a pillow under his stomach, slowly drifting off to sleep.
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Izuna awoke to the sound of a giant bang, immediately up and off of his futon his sharingan spun to life looking around the room until it landed on Tobirama, who was now back into a corner, arms wrapped protectively around his stomach, hunched over to shield it even more.
Blood was dripping down and seeping into the white haired man’s hair and face, Izuna noticed the strange man who stood in front of the albino and his rage grew. How dare anyone threaten his family, how dare they try to harm an unborn child before they even had a chance at life in a life of peace.
Izuna charged in without a second thought, grabbing a spare katana Madara had kept in his room mostly for decoration. Swinging it down on the man’s head, only for it to shatter into pieces, not leaving a scratch on the strange man. Izuna placed himself in between Tobirama and the intruder, using his body to help shield him while he protected him.
“I-Izuna…” Tobirama croaked out, Izuna noticed the albino had fingerprint-like bruises forming around his throat, understanding why he was having trouble speaking, Izuna lifted a hand and waved him off telling him not to talk.
“Don’t worry Tobirama, I’m going to keep you safe.” Izuna spoke, throwing out a kunai with a flash bang attached to it. Izuna picked up Tobirama and ran from the room, retreating towards the living room.
“S-sorry.” The pregnant man croaked out again. Izuna shook his head and continued to run, trying to get to safety.
Before he could reach his destination he was knocked into a wall by a huge metal fist, curling around Tobirama to absorb most of the blow. Izuna let out a groan as he made contact with the wall, the wall crumbled around them. Izuna covered the pregnant male with his body to protect him and the baby from falling debris.
“Just hand over the pregnant guy and I won’t kill you and your clan.” The stranger said, although soon doubling over laughing after seeing the blood pouring from Izuna’s head.
“A- As if I would do that! You aren’t going to hurt him!”
“Oh I’m not going to hurt him, I’m going to let him live until I can cut that little brat out of him. Then I’ll use that kid to take down the world.” The man cackled, throwing his head back.
Leaving an opening Izuna threw a few shuriken at him, the man sensed it and ducked the attack, smirking when they missed.
“You’re going to protect him with that? You’ve got to be kidding me!” The man laughed, before being cut off when one of the shuriken hit him in the back of the head after it bounced off another shuriken he had thrown. With the man’s guard down Izuna cast a small genjutsu once he felt it settle into place he grabbed a now unconscious Tobirama and made his way out of their home to find Hikaku or someone who could watch Tobirama while he fought so he wouldn’t have to cover another.
Only on his way towards Hikaku’s house he ran into a hard chest, the man from before was now right in front of him. Izuna stood there shocked, slowly backing away from the man grip tightening on the albino.
“Did you really think that’d work on me!? I know you’re clans little tricks.” The man smiled ear to ear.
Izuna decided his only chance was a fire jutsu to hopefully provide cover to at least get Tobirama to a safe place. He started the hand signs before taking in a deep breath puffing up his chest.
“Fireball jutsu!” He yelled as the flames left his mouth the other was soon engulfed in them and he made his way as fast as he could manage with his injuries towards Hikaku.
Running down back alleys of the village and side streets in hopes of getting away from the man he noticed a mound of black unruly hair that could only be one person and he felt relief was over him.
Running toward the figure in the middle of the dark street which was only illuminated by the street lamps, the other man’s eyes widened when seeing what was in front of him.
“Izuna!? What’s happened? What’s wrong? Who did this!?” Madara asked, hands running over his brother's wounded face and then over the albinos, rage grew inside the older Uchiha. How dare someone hurt his family.
“A man showed up while we were asleep, he attacked Tobirama before I could get there. He told me he was going to take Tobirama until he was able to cut the baby out of him to use them.” Izuna hurriedly tried to explain what had happened, as he frantically still looked around for the man.
Madara’s rage grew, his sharingan spinning to life as he clenched his fist at his side as one hand stroked over the finger-print bruises over Tobirama’s throat. How dare they harm him, how dare someone try to take his baby and the person who carried them, they weren’t going to use them as a human weapon, he wouldn’t allow it.
“Izuna, take him and go to Hikaku, get your wounds treated while there I’ll take care of this.” Madara ordered, stroking the baby bump before making his way past them.
“But-” Izuna started before being interrupted.
“No Izuna, just take him and protect him and yourself. I got this!” Madara spoke, soon running off in the direction he was sensing strange chakra. Izuna sighed and ran off towards Hikaku’s house with Tobirama.
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Once arriving on the scene Madara noticed the mess off their house, the smoke that was still dissipating into the air, as well as the debris. Izuna had protected Tobirama with everything he had, like he promised, Madara wasn’t going to let someone who harmed his family get away with that.
Sensing someone trying to attack him at his backside Madara spun around and came face to face with the stranger, who was charging at him with a lightning attack.
The man had long gray hair that was tied into a ponytail, scars littering his face and upper arms, and was dressed only in a kimono that hung off one of his arms. Madara snarled, mouth turning down at the man as his eyes glared.
Madara did a hand sign and let out his susanoo protecting him and the surrounding area from the attack.
“If you thought you were going to get away with attacking my family and live, you have another thing coming!” Madara yelled, slamming part of susanoo down on the man and then using a fireball jutsu.
The man stood up shakily, steading himself only to be knocked off his feet again by another susanoo attack, Madara didn’t allow him the chance to get up as he continuously hit the man with attack after attack.
After a while the man was surely unconscious, but Madara didn’t stop continuing his onslaught of attack after attack, rage filling him and unable to stop.
“Dara! Madara! Madara!” Madara was brought out of his rampage by Izuna’s voice, turning to see the younger who was now bandaged and at his side.
“What!?” Madara seethed, anger still plaguing him.
“You shouldn’t kill him.” Izuna said, placing his hand on his brother's shoulder as his susanoo disappeared.
“Why shouldn’t I just kill this bastard!? He wants to hurt my child!” Madara roared.
“I know that, trust me I know…” Izuna laughed as he waved to his injuries before continuing.
“I think we need to keep him for questioning as much as I’d like to kill the bastard as well. We need to know if there’s more people like him after Tobirama and the baby.” Izuna signed, forehead coming to rest on his brother’s shoulder.
“Kami as much as I hate to admit it you’re right.” Madara sighed, taking out a storage scroll where he kept chakra suppressing ropes he tied the man up, hiking him up and over his shoulder, he started walking with Izuna to the cells where they kept criminals and putting him in one, assigning guards to him.
“Now take me to Tobirama.” Madara said to Izuna once they had left the man in the capable hands of their guards. Izuna led him to Hikakus house, where Tobirama was laid up in the spare room with a medic in the room looking over him.
Madara took a seat next to the albino’s head and took his hand in his, giving it a slight kiss. A groan was heard and the entire room's heads shot up to the scrunched up face of the albino man, who was clearly in pain.
“M-Madara!?” Tobirama shot up in the bed, only to wince, curling up while holding his stomach tightly.
“What? What’s wrong snowflake?” Madara asked, standing up and knocking his seat over in the process.
“B-baby, g-get H-Hashirama we need to do the Jutsu now I think.” Tobirama groaned, throwing his head back in pain as Madara’s hands rubbed over his belly and back.
“Hikaku, run and get Hashirama! Tell him it’s urgent and it involves the jutsu he’ll know.” Madara ordered, the brown haired Uchiha bowed and ran out the door towards the Senju compound.
“C-chakra please.” Tobirama groaned. Madara and Izuna knew what he meant, chakra from them would probably help lessen the pain while they waited for Hashirama to arrive.
Madara nodded to Izuna who understood and went to the other side of the albino male, both extending a hand to the baby bump and supplying him with what little chakra they had left.
“Please hurry Hashirama…” Madara whispered, mostly to himself although the other two heard him as well.
-Tbc?