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Take Me Away	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Take Me Away
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When Itachi awoke the next morning, he looked around and realised that he had fallen asleep while talking to Hashirama. He stood up and climbed out of the bed, careful not to wake Sasuke whom was sleeping soundly beside him. He left the room as quietly as he could before heading downstairs to find everyone.
Tobi was fast asleep on the couch, wrapped up in a blue blanket, while Madara and Izuna were cuddling together on the floor. Madara was chuckling as Izuna snuggled in close, nuzzling into his brother’s neck as he purred like a kitten.
The two Senju were still here too. They were watching the brothers with smiles on their faces. They loved how affectionate and adorable Izuna was – he was just a cuddly, loving person who hated not hugging and kissing the people that he loved.
Itachi cleared his throat at the door, gathering everyone’s attention. He frowned as he looked at Madara. The man’s hair had fallen back from his face, revealing the large scars that wounded most of the right side of his face – the scars he had gotten when Itachi had almost been kidnapped.
Madara had taken to hiding the scars with his hair falling over the side of his face, but every now and then it would fall back and reveal the unconditional love that Madara had for Itachi.
Itachi sighed and looked down at the ground, stepping over towards Madara and Izuna. He knelt before them and placed his hand on Madara’s scars. Madara winced when he saw the hurt in Itachi’s eyes.
“…Do they still hurt…?” Itachi whispered, rubbing the scars as gently as he could.
Madara reached up and placed a hand over Itachi’s smaller one. He shook his head and smiled. “No, Itachi-kun. They don't… Not physically, anyway…”
Itachi blinked – what was Madara talking about? Why would his scars hurt mentally and-slash-or emotionally? “What do you mean?”
“…When I look at myself in the mirror, I realise just how close I came to losing you, Itachi-kun…”
Itachi frowned and slowed his hand down, caressing the scars tenderly before standing up and walking to the front door. “I need to be alone…”
Everyone watched the Uchiha leave the house. Izuna turned to Hashirama, his eyes wide with both curiosity and anxiousness.
“Hashi-san,” Izuna begun quietly, “what did you say to Itachi-kun last night?”
“I just had a talk with him and asked a few questions – told him a few things.” Hashirama explained in a gentle manner to Izuna. “He knows that he can open up to me, so I took advantage of the fact. I hope that you don’t mind, Izu-kun and Tobi, if I told Itachi-kun about what happened to you two in school?”
Izuna flinched and buried himself as close as possible to his brother while Tobirama looked down at the ground, taking his brother’s hand. Neither of the two said anything until Madara’s son begun to stir and sit up with a yawn.
“Please take Tobi-kun out of here.” Hashirama said gently, gesturing to Madara. “I need to talk to these two, okay? You’re welcome to come back yourself, but I don’t think that it’ll be wise for Tobi-kun to hear this.”
Madara nodded and hurried to his son’s side. He picked Tobi up carefully, hugging him and kissing his forehead as he carried the boy out to the kitchen to make him some breakfast. Izuna whimpered and ran to Tobirama, hugging him and burying his face in the Senju’s chest timidly, not wanting to be alone.
“I’m sorry to have to make you remember such horrible things, Izu-kun…” Hashirama whispered, reaching out to pet Izuna’s head. “…I thought it would be good for Itachi-kun to know what happened. Forgive me – I should have asked permission before I revealed such deep secrets.”
Izuna wiped at his wet eyes but shook his head anyway. “It’s okay, Hashi-san… Ita-kun… Ita-kun deserves to know… So that he can understand… that he’s not alone…”
“Nii-san, what did he say?” Tobirama asked, hugging Izuna in an attempt to comfort the affectionate boy.
“…he was shocked… He didn’t know why you two had never mentioned anything about it. He said that he had always wondered why Izuna is the way that he is, but he couldn’t understand why you, Tobi, are always so happy and full of smiles and laughter… after having gone through that…”
“I have my aniki…” Tobirama whispered. “…That’s why…”
“Yes, but you have to understand, Tobi, that Itachi-kun had no one but Tobi-kun and his baby brother. It’s not just that – he didn't know anyone who had gone through it, too… Neither Tobi nor Sasuke… had been… raped…”
Izuna flinched and whimpered at the ‘R’ word. He couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down his pale cheeks. He could feel Tobirama shaking, but the younger Senju was still trying his best to comfort the Uchiha – he always put Izuna’s wellbeing before his own.
“It’s okay, Izu-kun.” Tobirama whispered, rocking the younger. “I’m here for you and I will never let anyone hurt you like that again. It’s okay…”
“I’m so sorry for upsetting you both…” Hashirama said. He frowned as he reached out and wrapped his arms around them both. He hated to see them in such distress. “You know that this wasn’t my intention at all.”
“It’s alright, nii-san.” Tobirama whispered. “Izu-kun hates to talk about with everyone… It still hurts, nii-san… I mean… we trusted our teacher, and then… he tells us to stay behind after class… We were only little boys…”
“I know…” Hashirama whispered. “I know… But it’s okay now – he can never hurt anyone ever again… It’s okay…”
Footsteps quickly approached the living room. Madara poked his head around the corner of the living room and the dining room. His eyes shined with unshed tears.
“How is my baby brother…?” Madara asked, coming to stand beside Hashirama. He wore a look of extreme concern as he surveyed his brother. His eyes were half-lidded and he licked his lips. “Otouto, it’s okay – aniki is here now…”
Madara knelt down beside the two younger males and carefully pried Izuna out of Tobirama’s hold. He sat and nursed his brother, rocking him back and forth while whispering soothing words to the younger, allowing Izuna to cling to him desperately and cry his heart out.
“Aniki is here, Izu…” Madara whispered, pushing hair out of his brother’s eyes. “Aniki won’t let anyone ever hurt Izu like that again. Aniki promises. Aniki loves you very much, baby brother.”
It wasn’t long before the crying had brought Madara’s son back into the living room. Tobi looked at the depressed Tobirama being held by the older Senju, and the hysterical Izuna being nursed by Madara.
“Is Izuna-oji-san okay?” Tobi called softly, standing by the doorway. “And Tobirama-san?”
“Tobi, everything is fine, okay?” Hashirama called back, smiling in reassurance. “Please be a good boy and go back into the kitchen, okay? This is a grownup talk and we don’t want you to hear this.”
Tobi nodded. He took one last look at his uncle before leaving.
Madara hadn’t let go of his brother once – even after said boy had cried himself to sleep.
Tobirama was having a hard time controlling his emotions but luckily, Hashirama was there for him like he always was and held the younger tightly.
Things were worse than ever now, Madara noted, and he couldn’t help but think that it was Itachi’s fault – but no matter what, he couldn’t hate Itachi. He loved his family too much to ever hate any of them.
A/N If you didn’t get the hints about what happened to Izuna and Tobirama, read the spin-off for this fic, but if you are an older reader of mine, you already know what has happened.
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