Iron Thoughts
Madara sat there(as if had the room to stand at all), slumped against the bars of the too small, too shortcage jail cell they had put him in…. Well he lost count of the days since then.
He'd burn this down if he could, but the seals on his arms made sure to keep that from happening. The blockages on his pathways was a violent thrashing at first, all his raw power trying to force itself past an unbreakable damn; the burning, itching need to use his sharingan… he had become numb to the feeling, a dull roar or thrum to him now.
They stopped bringing him food days ago, he had gone longer than that on missions. Though, he still couldn't remember when that even was, so maybe this was longer?
They had wanted information, secrets about Konoha. Seeing if they could pit him against the Senju once more by trying to emotionally manipulate him with his brother's almost death by the Senju Demon. He never said a thing. Not a single coherent word to them.
Maybe it was hours later from his original thoughts, maybe a day… but something started to shake his cage cell. They've come back to finish me off… Was wondering why they kept me alive. He slumped further to the floor, almost curled up. He was cold and tired. The shaking became more prominent to the point where something was physically touching it, then ripping the top of it off.
He just wanted to sleep.
He looked up blearily and saw what had only dreamed of these last few…. Whatever. Tobirama, covered in blood, reaching for him.
"You can't be real… none of them ever are…"
"My chakra love, feel for it."
"Even…. the fakes know… that the seals…" Talking was hard and he just wanted to sleep. He put his head back down, the words being said around him becoming farther and farther away with each second that passed.
Just as he thought he would have rest at last, the feeling of a bandage being ripped off broke the dams in his chakra, allowing his full reserves to go rippling and running through sorely unused pathways that now screamed in pain. His sharingan activating instantly, spinning so fast one could get dizzy watching. Though his vision was still clearing, he was more focused on the immense pain he was now in. He was on his feet instantly, albeit a bit wobbly.
Then his sensing came to him. He was shit at long distances but close by… close by he could do. And in that range, that oh so small range, he felt the coolcrispoceanoldbooksmint that was his lovers chakra.
"You... really came..." He smiled and then collapsed.