Tobirama's Very Bad Day
Watching and listening to the trio as they did the paperwork they were required to complete to become shinobi was... An enlightening experience for the Senju brothers. Apparently they were well acquainted with the scourge of mankind but two-thirds of the group seemed unbothered by it. They also had quite lovely penmanship.
The other third was apparently a work in progress but the two-thirds really did not have the time or patience for him to take up the rest of the day filling out the forms. Not when they apparently knew the boy so well that they could answer every question for him already with barely a second thought.
From what Tobirama guessed all three could do that with each other. From their birthdays to their blood types. It was a level of closeness that Tobirama had to admit he was almost jealous of. It was so rare, so foreign and strange, to see such closely knit bonds in people so young.
Then again...
"Naruto."
"Yes Sasuke?..."
"Do you know where my chidori will be if you do not hand those papers over immediately?"
"Uh... My left lung again, 'ttebayo?"
Pardon but fucking what?! He... He couldn't be serious?!
"Correct. Now hand them over so me and Sakura can hand them something they can actually read." The whiskered boy whined pathetically and mumbled something that the albino Senju couldn't quite make out but the self proclaimed Uchiha could. That or he just got fed up. Most likely the latter if Tobirama's experience with the Uchihas are anything to base of off.
Well, it's better than witnessing a fucking murder.
Had he and his brother blinked they would have missed it. The boy did not hesitate to use what would most likely be an A-ranked raiton jutsu on his companion while the girl snatched the papers from the now paralyzed blond before he even hit the floor.
That got him and Hashirama to share a look. Thin, fast moving senbon made of lightning that hit his target with perfect accuracy that paralyzed his target. Who had taught the child that and furthermore... How could he pull it off? He was only a chi-- Oh please no. Not like them... Luckily the team was blissfully ignorant of the awful thoughts plaguing the brothers.
The fallen victim only increased with his vocal onslaught as he lay there. The two ignored him as they poured over the paperwork that they split between them to finish faster. Apparently Sasuke had struck simply to prevent Naruto from making a fuss to the point that it would've become a brawl. That made both Senju exhale a breath of relief.
For some reason they had a very strong feeling the office would not survive them getting into one. After witnessing that jutsu? They were very, very sure. These children... They're insane. Perhaps even at Madara levels of instability.
Oh. That was an uncomfortable thought. Though now that Tobirama thought about it... Upon focusing on the Uzumaki and Uchiha the sensor realized something he isn't quite sure how comforting it is. The chakra of the two boy is similar, eerily so, to his elder brother and the Uchiha clan head. Different certainly but but so very similar. Had Tobirama not known the fact that neither males had other siblings alive (himself not included) one might mistake the similarities as them perhaps being such. The Uzumaki also had something off with his chakra but he couldn'tquite place it.
This all raised questions and concerns that Tobirama isn't sure he really wants the answers for. The Uzumaki are and have been allied with the Senju for many years so a child of shared blood isn't impossible. Speaking of Uzumaki and Senju children.
"Brother, you have started making preparations for when your betrothed and her entourage arrive... Correct?" The paling of Hashirama's face was all the answer that he needed. Of course he didn't. "Brother I know you're not looking forward to this but as it stands it could easily be called off after she gets here. You have to at least try."
"I know! I know! It's just so..." Hard. Wrong. Not like his brother to marry a woman he had yet to meet let alone learn to love and adore. "I'm sure Mito-hime is a lovely, wonderful woman but I simply don't want her to feel... Forced, I suppose, into this. She's so far from home I can't imagine how she might feel."
His ever so thoughtful yet thoughtless elder brother. All he could do is sigh in response. Really now he shouldn't be surprised.
And yet here they are.
"Then you can tell her that yourself when she arrives next month but until then we need to make sure everything is in order. I know for a fact I put the paperwork in regards to the marriage contract and the draft for the treaty between Uzushio and Konoha in your desk drawer. Get on it."
Suddenly a small stack of papers was shoved in his face. Right. The kids were still here and... They heard all that. One look at their smirking faces (when did Naruto recover and stand up?) made his left eyebrow twitch. Smug little brats.
"If it isn't any trouble I would like a red hitai-ate please." Hashirama snorted, giving his little brother his own smug look to which the younger Senju only glared at. Only last month had they gotten into an arguement that the fabric had 'too few colors' and naturally Tobirama lost because his brother just had to bring up his best friend and said friend's favorite color into the mix. There was no way he could've won that arguement but he had lucked out until today.
He was never going to hear the end of this now.
"Not so fast. The shinobi academy curriculum we have here requires both a written and a practical. Since we don't have said written test on hand you will have to do the practical one at the very least. Each of you must perform a perfect henge, kawarimi and create at least three perfect bunsh--"
Suddenly three smirking brats turned into twelve and he could only twitch as the shinobi stole various objects from around the office to use as their replacement. First Hashirama's potted plant (said man yipped upon it's sudden disappearance and lunged to catch it when it started to fall) then Madara's damn chair and by all the damn gods in existence if that little blond heathen thinks that he's simply going to get away with using Tobirama's scroll filled with notes of his personal jutsu as a toy like that he has another thing coming. How did he even get behind his desk?!
"Take that again, you little shit, and I will end you." His brother had a noise of disapproval but he couldn't care less. This child has proven to be far more trouble than he's worth yet he hasn't even been in the village for two hours. It's like he's doing things to provoke him deliberately! He worse than Madara!
That's when he noticed that there was too many shadows. Correction. Sakura and Sasuke's had no shadow but Naruto's did. Said brat was far too casual... No... "What? How..."
"I can't do a normal one. Too much chakra." He said with a shrug. "This works though. It counts right?"
"What the hell?!"