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Tobirama's weight was more comfort than Indra could say. After all the trouble they had getting to this point, after the horrible things Tobirama had overheard, he was just pleased that he had stayed the night. And despite what anyone might think or say, they still hadn't had sex and Indra was fine with that. He was just so happy that Tobirama trusted him enough to curl up with him and actually rest.

After Indra had blown up at Izuna the day before over the things he had said about Tobirama... Well, he hadn't realized how much he himself needed the comfort. He smiled down at the fluffy white mess spreading across his chest and pressed a soft kiss to it.

Tobirama murmured softly and nudged closer, tucking his head up under his chin. Indra's heart fluttered as a hand, rough with callouses, was pulled across his chest to rest right over it.

"I hope you're having good dreams, Love. I certainly did."

And it was true. For the first time since he joined the battlefield as a child his dreams weren't full of death or darkness. Instead his dreams all focused around the man in his arms. Beautiful red eyes and soft snowy hair, the way he flushed so perfectly the first time Indra kissed him and everytime after as well. He hoped one day Tobirama grew to expect those kisses, to not be so flustered by them. But until then Indra delighted in the delicate pink that tinted his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

Smiling he picked up the hand and brought it to his lips for a soft kiss before lacing their fingers together. Tobirama's hands were elegant, ling slender fingers and neatly rounded nails. Smiling he examined the hand he held, spreading the fingers and watching as they curled in slightly. He could see the ink stains from long hours in the office and lab over his knuckles and he couldn't help but shift his hold to run his thumb over them. Those stains came from the research that caused the fight between Indra and his youngest brother. Research that Indra had nearly begged Tobirama to do.

Madara was going blind, Izuna as well, and no one in their clan could figure out why. Indra had activated his mangekyo sharingan about a year before they had, and his eyes hadn't deteriorated at all. When he realized how bad it was getting he had thrown himself into researching a way to reverse it. But nothing had worked. It was only when Tobirama had expressed his concern over Indra's own health that he gave in and asked for help.

He hadn't wanted to, if only because what they had together was so new. He didn't want Tobirama to think he was only with him to cure his brothers. When Tobirama's response had been to carefully pull him into a hug and promise his aide Indra had nearly wept with relief. Once he had regained some semblance of control over himself he had pulled Tobirama into deep kiss, determined to show him how greatful he was.

For weeks they worked together every spare minute they had, Tobirama as determined as he was to find a cure. Both their families had started to worry about how much they were working.

That worry is what led to Izuna snooping through Indra's notes and finding out that Tobirama was involved in the research. The accusations Izuna had thrown had been truly awful.
He just couldn't understand how Izuna could still believe Tobirama hated their family. Couldn't believe that his own brother would call him a traitor for seeking help. Help that had paid off, as Indra was quick to tell him. Making sure his brat of a brother knew that it had been Tobirama who had found a cure. And that he could keep his horrible opinions about the man Indra loved to himself. The shock on Izuna's face hadn't helped when he turned back and saw the look in Tobirama's eyes.

He looked absolutely gutted by Izuna's words. After having worked so hard to gain peace and the Uchiha's trust, having worked together with Izuna even, it was understandable. Still, when his eyes fell on Indra, they filled with such warmth that Indra nearly forgot about everything else.

Madara, who had apparently come in with Tobirama and overheard just as much, had grabbed Izuna and drug him out hissing furiously under his breath at him.

That hadn't been how he wanted Tobirama to hear just how much Indra loved him. He had planned on a nice, privet meal after they had time to rest, there would have been flowers and candles, soft kisses, whispered confessions...

He wasn't sure what happened after Madara drug their brother out, but somehow he and Tobirama had wound up cuddling in Indra's bed, both exhausted and emotional. Falling asleep tangled together after only a few soft kisses.

"You're thinking to hard. Go back to sleep."

Tobirama's voice, rough with sleep, made him smile. Slowly, he brought the hands up again and kissed the ink stains. Already the pain he felt was fading.

"How could I possibly waste this chance to enjoy having you in my arms after waking up?"

Tobirama buried his face in Indra's shoulder, trying and failing to hide his blush. Indra just smiled and kissed the tip of his ear, settling their hands back over his heart.

"I wouldn't mind waking up like this everyday. If you would have me."

Tobirama pushed himself up, beautiful red eyes wide as they met his. They were full of Hope and Indra couldn't help himself. He reached up with his free hand to trace along the mark on his cheek before cupping the back of his head and pulling him down for a soft kiss.

When they drew apart he pulled until Tobirama lay back down with his head on Indra's chest once more.

"Stay with me?"

The hand in his tightened, fingers wiggling in his own, spreading them out and tracing over callouses, just as Indra had while his partner was sleeping.

"We'll have to tell our brothers. At least Hashirama. He'll cry if we don't. And Madara will be upset if we don't tell him.

"Madara will be happy for us at least. And he'll throw Izuna in the pond again if he says anything."

That got a laugh out of Tobirama and then it was Indra's turn to flush as Tobirama pulled their hands over just enough to brush a kiss to Indra's wrist.

"Then... I would very much like to wake up like this as well, for as long as you'll have me."

Indra stared at their hands, linked together and pressed back over his heart. He could feel it beating wildly and he knew Tobirama could as well.

"Forever."