A Wish
Tobirama stared at the leaves above him as he lay there bloody and broken, feeling the last bits of his own chakra begin to fade as he felt his little brothers' do so many years ago.
He thought of his life back home and how his loved ones, if there was any left that he could call that, would mourn him. His students would thrive without him and the village as a whole would be fine. He set up enough policies and teams and back up plans so that Hashirama would still survive as the Hokage without him there to assist.
He felt something familiar burning at his senses as darkness took over.
When he opened them again he felt lighter, still him but… free.
"Tobi-niisan?" Tobirama whipped around so fast hearing the familiar voice to be met by two small boys that made him drop to his knees.
"Kawarama… Itama…" They both ran to hug him and had a cry together.
"I'm so sorry I failed you both. I wasn't strong enough."
"Anija, stop. You were just a kid too, we are at peace with how we died and have never blamed you for our ends." Kawarama raid looking his elder brother in the eyes.
"So stop blaming yourself and let yourself be loved. You are not the monster you think yourself to be." Itama said, wiping a tear from Tobirama's face.
"You'll have your whole time in the purelands to be sad, but for now you need to live." Kawarama said taking a step back, pulling Itama with him.
"But I'm here now in the purelands. My time alive has ended."
"Oh niisan, this wasn't supposed to happen. But we got a little selfish and wanted to knock some sense into you like you do to Hashi-nii." As of they could read his mind at the confusion.
"The purests of hearts are granted 1 wish by the shinigami in death."
"And we both saved ours in case you or Hashi-nii needed it. Now, our time is up and someone who cares about you very much is waiting for you." Before he could ask for just a little more time he saw the shinigami, whose presence had been masked from him until that moment, shove him backward away until he felt the pain of his previous injuries once more.
Blinking in the sunlight, he gasped jolting upright and hissed at the movement stretching his… freshly healed wounds? -to see a sight that made him forget that line of questioning.
He quickly did the hand sign to break a genjutsu, to find that it was not one at all. Next to him sat Madara, hugging his knees and looking at him with tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes
Was he crying… over me?
Madara also checked for a genjutsu and when nothing changed, he all but lunged at Tobirama, kissing him hard but then pulling away just as quickly
"Fuck-sorry-I didn't think- and consent- and you just- and I-" Tobirama slowly reached out for the other's hand, which cut the ramble short as he yanked him back over and initiated their second official kiss.
Because his crush liked him back, and since him dying wasn't supposed to happen, then this definitely was.