Chapter 9
Hikaku burst through the gates of the Senju compound not minding the guards' shocked looks. He made quick work of finding the clan head house and barging his way inside, with the guards hot on his tail.
“Hashirama-sama!” Hikaku bellowed out into the dark quiet house before being yanked back by one of the guards who had caught up to him. The guards began to pull him out of their clan heads house when suddenly the brown haired man himself appeared.
“Hikaku!? What’s happened? You should have waited at the gate and someone would have come for me! Release him, it’s fine.” Hashirama spoke, guards letting go of the brown haired Uchiha and excusing themselves from the house.
“Hikaku sit down please.” Hashirama said to the man who was sweating and panting in front of him.
“There’s no time! You need to come to the Uchiha compound, now!” Hikaku spoke once he had caught his breath.
“What why? What’s going on?” Hashirama’s eyebrows raised at the still panicked Uchiha.
“T-Tobirama and Izuna have been attacked by an outsider.” Hikaku said finally, gulping when he felt the killing intent oozing off the tanned skinned male.
Hashirama didn’t even speak again, taking off past the stunned Uchiha who turned and followed him out. Both heading toward the Uchiha compound where Tobirama laid up in their medical ward.
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Upon arrival the brown-haired Uchiha and the Senju clan head saw the Uchiha brothers nearing chakra exhaustion as they supplied Tobirama and the children inside of him the chakra they all desperately required .
“Madara! What happened?” Hashirama bellowed as he burst through the door and slid to his brother's side, beginning the healing process as his hands glowed green, roaming over his brothers still form. Searching for any form of serious injuries to heal, while also performing a check up on the babies in his brother's belly.
“An idiot of a man showed up before I arrived back in the compound and attacked Tobirama, Izuna protected him from the brute of it all but he still sustained minor injuries and severe chakra exhaustion.” Madara spoke as he took a step back, voice wobbly as a tear slipped past his usual iron clad defenses.
“I-I tried to protect him the best I could.” Izuna said, watching as the older Senju continued to heal Tobirama’s minor wounds he had sustained during the altercation. As well as supplying some of his own chakra to Tobirama, in hopes to help alleviate the chakra exhaustion even further.
Although Tobirama and Hashirama had different affinities they were still siblings, close familial ties would allow chakra to be shared between two individuals, if in dire situations it was ever needed. Being as to why Madara and Izuna could supply Tobirama with chakra during his pregnancy, was that they shared that same kind of familial tie with the baby allowing them to supply chakra to aid in keeping the health of the mother and child in stable condition.
As he continued to heal and aid in the chakra exhaustion with the help of Madara’s chakra as well now, he made eye contact with Madara.
“I hope you killed the man that did this… because if you didn’t I am going to.” Hashirama muttered, waves of hatred seeping off of him like never before.
Madara was actually stunned at the threat, the man who he called his best friend was usually a pacifist, having hated war and violence since he was young. Constantly trying to eradicate the war between their clans, all wars and violence at that, since they had first met. Madara should have known that Hashirama’s mostly pacifist nature would end if anyone even came close to threatening his last little brother's life.
Madara couldn’t blame him either, the idea of anyone cutting down Izuna was crippling to him, he knew he’d be worse off if he lost someone dear to him. The hatred would consume him so that all he would be able to see is revenge. The sharingan was a blessing yet also a curse and burden to carry once the love that powered their dojutsu was lost.
“No, we have not killed him yet. We’re going to interrogate him before doing so, this could be a bigger scale operation from what the man was spouting about.” Izuna spoke up, breaking the long silence that had overcome the room as Hashirama’s eyes darted between the Uchiha and his brother who’s breathing was beginning to start to pick up.
“They aren’t planning on killing Tobirama as of now at least. They need him alive to carry the baby to term, that is all we know as of now from what the man was babbling on about.” Madara began speaking again, brushing a strand of sweat slicked hair out of Tobirama’s face.
“What do they want with your guys' babies…” Hashirama muttered to himself, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
“Tobirama and I had tried to start researching about Senju and Uchiha unions before I left but things got in the way.” Madara sighed, as he rubbed his thumb over the hand of Tobirama he was holding while supplying chakra.
“Why were you guys researching that?” Hashirama asked, looking over to the older of the Uchiha.
“Tobirama recalled reading something in your clan's ancient scrolls, about a Senju and Uchiha having a baby together. The baby apparently scared the mother so badly she ended up taking the baby’s life.” Madara continued, sighing as he saw the shocked looks on everyone in the room's faces.
“I also recalled reading something about mixing Senju and Uchiha blood could lead to a ‘power greater than us’ but I’m not entirely sure what that entails.” Madara elaborated, taking a deep breath when he saw Tobirama’s eyes being to twitch, a sign he’d be awakening soon.
“We wanted to know more, so we could be more prepared for if something like this would happen. We just weren’t fast enough.” Madara finished, using his free hand to rub his forehead. All this stress is going to cause him to have early wrinkles and gray hairs.
“So they’re trying to steal the baby… for their power.” Izuna said, eyes wide in disbelief. He was disgusted at the notion that anyone would try to steal someone else’s child for the kind of powers they may end up possessing. These people were putting bloodline thieves to shame, trying to kidnap someone and wait out their pregnancy to cut them open and steal their baby.
“As if we’d let someone steal them. We need to up security, no one in or out of this compound without documentation, full time guards at the gates, and if need be we’ll take turns sleeping so one of us is always awake. They’re not going to get their hands on my niece!” Izuna fumed, not realizing what he had let slip.
“Niece? I’m having a daughter!? How do you know it’ll be a girl!?” Madara asked, confusion in his voice head cocking to the side and his eyes darted between his brother and best friend who were both giving him sheepish smiles, with their eyes closed.
“Well you see… it’s all Hashirama’s fault!” Izuna yelled, pointing at the older Senju.
“Nice! Thanks for ratting me out! Listen Madara it was an accident I swear! Please don’t hit me!” Hashirama cowered as he continued to supply chakra to his slowly awakening brother.
“How?” Was the only thing Madara asked.
“Well you see I learned to read…the genders of the babies while doing my scans and I accidentally saw it with one of his last scans.” Hashirama said, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.
“How do you know Izuna?” Madara asked, turning towards his little brother, eyebrows raised in question.
“Hashirama let it slip when he came to help Tobirama with chakra exhaustion in the early days of your first leaving on your mission.” Izuna replied, playing with his hands in nervousness.
“We’re sorry!” Both yelled at the same time.
“It’s fine… what’s done is done, a daughter huh? Let’s just try and keep it a secret from Tobirama still.” Madara said, smiling softly.
“Keep what a secret from Tobirama?” A groggy voice asked, eyes blinking to adjust to the light of the room.
“Nothing!” Everyone yelled out in unison, then eyes widening as they realized who had spoken. Everyone began yelling to where nothing could be comprehensible causing the albino male to raise his eyebrows, he wasn’t stupid.
“Okay Hashirama knows the gender of the baby and let it slip the last time you were unconscious.” Izuna rambled out.
“And Izuna just let it slip to Madara!” Hashirama yelled, pointing his finger at the younger Uchiha who just stuck his tongue out in return.
“Can you tell the gender? Really?” Tobirama asked, eyes sparkling a little at the reveal.
“Yes I can… but I thought you wanted to keep it a secret?” Hashirama spoke, as he and Madara helped his brother sit up in the bed.
“I don’t truly care, their gender doesn’t define them as a person or who they’ll turn out to be… but I am curious about the names and other things.” Tobirama said, picking at the blanket that was covering him.
“Would you like to know otouto?” Hashirama asked gently, smiling when his brother nodded slightly.
“You guys are having a daughter!” Hashirama said, hugging his brother.
Tobirama was honestly surprised he hadn’t expected two biological males to be able to produce a female child. Science strictly said it would be nearly impossible, although the guesses this is a jutsu and didn’t happen naturally so that could factor into the gender.
“Tobirama, are you okay?” Madara asked, smiling at the tears brimming the Senju’s eyes.
“I’m fine, just shocked. I hadn’t expected us to be able to have a daughter.” Tobirama said honestly. “It’s been generations since any Senju mainline had a daughter.” Tobirama continued smiling softly.
“Same with the Uchiha, the last documented one in the mainline family was from over one hundred years ago.” Izuna spoke up.
“About her being part of the Senju mainline thing…” Madara spoke up.
“Yes?” Tobirama asked, eyebrows furrowing, not knowing where this was going.
“I’d like to court you… with full intention in making her my fully legitimate heir to the main line as well as you my spouse. That being the case, she really wouldn’t be allowed to also be an heir or anything on the Senju side. If that’s something you’re interested in?” Madara asked the man who was too stunned to speak, the Uchiha wanted to marry him?
“Oh no you don’t! Not my precious Tobi you have to go through me to court him!” Hashirama began his ramblings only to be interrupted by the man in question.
“Yes I would be interested in that.” Tobirama spoke breathlessly, smile gracing his lips.
“But Tobi! He’s going to defile you! My sweet precious innocent otouto.” Hashirama began to cry.
“Anija if you hadn’t already noticed… I’m pregnant with his kid.” Tobirama sighed, rubbing his head.
“Through unnatural means! You are still pure! I can’t let Madara taint you!”
“Anija shut up, I can choose what I want. If I want to try to make a relationship work with Madara you’re going to have to deal with it. Enough.” Tobirama spoke, voice dropping down lower in a threatening town.
“Okay fine otouto… but if you hurt my brother Madara I will hunt you down!” Hashirama declared.
“I will gladly surrender myself to you if I were to ever intentionally hurt him, but I promise you, I’d never hurt him.” Madara spoke bowing slightly to Hashirama to convey his respect and seriousness.
“I know you’ll at least take care of him and keep him safe.” Hashirama spoke as he brought Madara in for a hug, much to the Uchiha’s dismay.
“Not to break this up, but Anija since you’re already here should we just get the transformation jutsu out of the way as well?” Tobirama spoke up in question from behind them.
“We’ll it might be easier than me making a whole nother trip down here a week from now… you should rest to the morning though after just recovering” hashirama said rubbing his chin contemplating the situation
“Would it be alright if I stayed in your guest room until tomorrow or the day after, so he has time to heal before we put his body through the strain of the transformation? That way we can all replenish our chakra as well it’s going to probably take you, Izuna, and i to stabilize him after the jutsu.” Hashirama elaborated turning to the Uchiha clan head.
“That is fine with me.” Madara replied.
“Alright I’ll send word to Mito and then in 2 or more days we can attempt to do the jutsu.” Hashirama smiled leaving the healing ward to go do so while Izuna returned to the clan head house to try and rest.
Once alone Tobirama looked at Madara and began talking again as he rubbed his baby bump.
“Were you serious?” He asked slowly, looking at the raven haired male.
“About her being my heir or courting you?” Madara asked.
“Both I guess.” Tobirama sighed as he pulled his hair into a low ponytail to keep it out of his face.
“I’m dead serious about both Tobirama, I want you to become my spouse as well as raise our daughter together as my heir… the heir to the uchiha, she’ll eventually be clan head. I promise you that I am not playing any kind of game or being unserious. I want this, and I hope you do too.” Madara fished, placing his forehead against the albinos own.
“I do” Tobirama breathed out.
“Then let’s do it. I love you Tobirama.”
“I love you too Madara.” Tobirama replied, opening his eyes to meet Madara’s own, Madara smiled as he looked into the crimson eyes of his now lover.
-TBC?