Made Of Storm

Madara was bursting at the seems in excitement.

It worked. She did it. She can finally become a ninja. She was going to prove to them that she was better. She was going to make her clan proud.

She walked along side her brothers. The two youngest siblings, her and Sasuke were on either side of their older brother, Itachi. He held both their hands in his warm calloused ones. Having the joy of taking his little sister to her first day of school.

He missed Sasuke's but he was sure second was a good make up.

Sasuke didn't think so. He walked along side them with an angry pout on his chubby face. "It's not fair! Why is it that Madara gets you to take to her first day?"

Itachi sighed patiently, "Because I wasn't there yesterday."

"Why is she going anyway? She's a girl! Girls shouldn't be shinobi. They cry and whine , they let their emotions get the better of them!"

Madara leaned passed her older brother's waist and fixed Sasuke with a chilling look of contempt, "You mean like you then?" She retorted snidely causing Sasuke to scowl and Itachi to sweat-drop. 

"You're so mean!" Sasuke whined before turning up to look at itachi, "Madara is being mean."

The youngest Uchiha rolled her eyes, "Look at him," she scoffed. "And he calls me emotional, the audacity."

Itachi laughed lightly at his little sister's comment. "Where'd you learn that word, Little Raven?"

"I hear Yoshino-san yell that a lot at Shikaku-san whenever he's being lazy and has the occasional energy to attempt to argue," she shrugged as she skipped along the path.

Itachi sweat dropped once again,"Of course."

The moment the reached the school Madara saw a bunch of girls her turn to look directly at Sasuke and squeal. Madara scrunched her nose up at the sight. "They have bad taste."

Sasuke smacked her shoulder for that comment, Madara drove a fist into his own causing him to whine. "She hit me!"

"You hit her first," Itachi sighed before crouching to his sibling's height.

He looked directly at Sasuke, "Be nice to your sister, okay?"

"Only if she's nice to me," Sasuke huffed crossing his arms over his chest.

"Which is not going to happen," Madara cut in giving  Sasuke a look of contempt.

Itachi sighed, "Madara, Sasuke," he began to scold but Sasuke's attention was stolen and before Itachi could continue the younger boy took off running towards the school.

Madara pouted at being left behind.

Itachi pinched the bridge of his nose before releasing a long suffering sigh, "Be good, Okay?"

She nodded her head. "I will Aniki."

He nodded, "I'll be here to pick you and Sasuke up, please don't antagonize him."

"I won't."

"Good," he pulled her into a a hug and Madara shivered at the cold his body radiated. The smell of metal tinted the air as Madara pulled back. The bright sunny day now over cast by dark grey clouds.

She swallowed thickly before looking at her older brother. It took everything within her not to scream at the sight of him. He was no longer dressed in his casual clothes from the day, but he was dressed in his ANBU uniform.

His chest plate splattered thickly with blood. His katana was held out beside him, dripping crimson onto the ground below. His eyes were red with a three pointed star spinning lazily.

Yet, he smiled like nothing was wrong, "I'll pick you and Sasuke up later, have a nice day."

Madara forced her lips upwards into a strained smile, "Y-yes, O-oniichan," she choked up her chest heaving. 

"Love you," his voice trembled as he said this. 

"I-I l-lo-ove yo-you, t-too," She stuttered as she slowly staggered away from her blood soaked brother and slowly turned towards the school. Her stomach jerked violently at the sight of bodies, pinned to the ground by metal spikes.  

Turning back to look at her brother she flinched as he stood there, there were three people stood behind him. In each of their hands, were stings connected to her brother's body. 

The first man was old and pale, with a bandage over his left eye. Behind him stood a man with bright orange hair and gray circular rings for eyes, with thick metal piercings along his nose. Behind him, stood a man Madara couldn't really see, she could see his silhouette, long spiked hair and armour.  

All four of them slowly raised their hands and waved her goodbye. She watched Itachi's lips tremble and a tear run down the side of his face. "Remember I love you," he choked out as his strings were suddenly tugged and like a puppet he moved without complaint. 

Madara turned and ran for the school door. Bathing in she ran down the halls her chest heaving. Looking at the class numbers till she reached her classroom. Slowly she slid open the door and gagged at the smell of sulphur that hit her senses. Sulphur and blood.  

Slowly peaking into the room, Madara shrieked at the sight. The whole room was covered in in sand and in it stood a boy, with red hair and sea foam eyes, yet half of him wasn't boy, but monster. With black eyes and red pupils, sharp teeth and claws. 

"New blood for you mother!"The Boy shrieked and sand lashed out at her. Madara slammed the door shut and ran down the hall, screaming and crying. The door behind her burst open as the monster of sand chased after her. 

Madara screamed for no one as she ran down the halls of the school, barely having time to breathe before a force tackled her straight through classroom door into the floor. 

Calloused palms wrapped around her throat and she let loose a weak whimper as she clanked at the hands. "Madara-Chan," he sung her name and Madara had never felt so much fear as she looked up at Sasuke's face. 

Only it wasn't the Sasuke she knew. He was older, stronger, his eyes were yellow and he didn't sound like Sasuke. 

"You can't really hate me can you?" He asked."I only gave him the power he so craved." 

Madara reaches up and clawed at his face. The skin beneath her fingernails peeled like a paper revealing the sickly complexion beneath. 

He grinned as a long tongue dropped from his mouth and trailed up her cheek. "Maybe," he continued. "I should give you the same." 

His mouth opened and he leaned down and sunk his teeth into her neck. 

Madara shot up from her futon with a choked gasp before her dinner made an appearance forcing itself up her throat the girl threw herself off the futon onto the floor where she puked. 

Her body trembled as the world around her spun violently. Her arms wavered and she fell to the side the sour smell filling the room. 

A mess. 

That's how Sasuke found her a few moments later. He knew he shouldn't have let her go to that old hags  house. He knew the moment he saw the tea she drank before bed. 

Itachi should have killed her.

 Sasuke's fist clenched before walking into the room, and slowly picked his sister off the floor into his arms and made his way to the bathroom. He slowly placed Madara down to sit on the toilet seat. She flopped down against the tank staring blankly ahead of her with red rimmed eyes. 

There were no tears. 

Madara never cried. 

Not anymore. 

Yet, a part of Sasuke wished she did. Wished she was still the whiny, over confident little girl she used to be. It was selfish, but he would be lying if he said he didn't miss her. 

Better the shell than nothing at all. 

He grabbed a bucket and rag before cleaning the pile off the floor. When finished he went back to bathroom where his sister sat silent as a ghost. She seemed more aware. He could feel her eyes tracking him. 

He made sure to move slowly and make sure she saw his every movement. She could sometimes be unpredictable. 

He began to draw her a warm bath, with her favourite soap that smelt of pine and green tea. From the corner of his eye he watched her perk up at the sight of bubbles and smiled lightly. 

One thing the Madara now and the Madara then still have in common. Their love for bubble baths. When the bubbles reached the rim he turned to wards the wall to give her privacy. 

He listened as she shuffled painfully slow, before the sound of water sloshing indicated that she was in the water.  

He turned around and sat at the end of the tub adjacent to her back, she had her knees pulled up to her chest and her chin resting upon them. Slowly Sasuke began to clean the vomit from her hair. 

"Thank you," Madara whispered quietly. 

"It's what big brother's do," Sasuke mumbled. 

I'll take care of you. I'll always take care of you, he thought as he finished and left the bathroom to have her finish up alone. 

If only he knew he would be the one to cause her the most damage.

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When he was done getting ready in the guest bathroom he walked into the kitchen a dark red sleeping bag in hand. He stopped when he saw Madara seated at the table. A cup of tea and a green apple sat at the table where he usually sat.  

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at his sister who was writing quickly in a note book. Her hair was still damp dripping onto her scarf. She had her own cup of tea sat next to a half eaten apple. She looked sickly, her eyes were dark rimmed and sunken, her skin worryingly pale. 

"It's green tea," she mumbled. 

"Sensei said not to eat," he spoke slowly as he sat on his side of the table. 

"Sensei said a lot of things," Madara mumbled as she finished writing. "I won't be able to take sensei at all, I don't have the energy. If you don't eat you won't be at a hundred percent," she looked up at him with pale grey eyes and Sasuke tried not to shudder at the sight. 

After storms, her onyx eyes always turned a pale grey. She nearly looked blind. It was a chilling thing to see, because you knew she could see you crystal clear and maybe see a little more. 

Sasuke hummed slowly as he drank his tea. When Madara was done she wordlessly went over to the red sleeping bag and slipped in wordlessly. Zipping it up till only her face was seen. She looked like a red caterpillar. 

It was adorable. 

He couldn't help but remember all the times she hoped around in a sleeping bag, slithering around the house when she was lazy. Their mother would always having a laughing fit at the sight. 

After he put all the dishes in the sink he walked over to his sister and threw her over his shoulder. Where she laid lifelessly. He almost tipped at her her weight. 

"Are you wearing weights?" 

"Hn." 

He then began his trek towards training grounds seven. When he arrived, Sakura and Naruto were already there. 

Naruto spotted him first and scowled, "You're late!" He bellowed at the Uchiha.  

Sakura knocked her fist against his skull, "Stop yelling at Sasuke-kun!" She bellowed and Sasuke wanted to bash his head against a wall. 

Sakura wen from murderous to girly within seconds and Sasuke found it unnerving. "Hello, Sasuke-kun," she cooed. 

"What's on your back is it something to help us with exercise? You're so thoughtful!" She squealed. 

He said nothing. 

"Hey! Teme, Where's Ma-chan?" 

He rolled his eyes before heading over to a tree where he slowly set her down.Slowly Madara opened her eyes and fixed Sakura and Naruto with a dead stare.  

"Madara-Chan you look terrible, believe it!" Naruto cried. 

"What the hell is wrong with your eyes?!" Sakura screeched, flinching back when Madara fixed the girl with a long look of annoyance. 

It was silent before Madara looked at her brother and let out a: "Hn." 

Sasuke grunted and looked at his annoying teammates, "She said she despises both of you." 

They both let out screeches and Sasuke sighed slumping down against the tree next to his sister.

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