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Save Us, Daddy	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2142 -:- 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-Save Us, Daddy
- 2-2
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- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-11
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
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  --THREE YEARS LATER--
The drive home was a quiet one. Hashirama and Madara had just picked the kids up from school. While Madara wasn’t feeling very well emotionally, he was doing well hiding it. Or at least that was until Tobi spoke up.
“Daddy?” Tobi asked tentatively.
“Hmm?” Madara turned to face Tobi from the passenger seat. “What’s up?”
“Umm… Daddy, the boys at Tobi’s school says that daddy is gay and likes it up the butt… Tobi doesn't understand…”
Madara frowned and took the Senju’s hand in his own for comfort.
“I'm not gay…” Madara whispered. “…I'm bi…”
“What’s bi?” Obito asked curiously.
Madara shared a glance with Hashirama before turning back to his kids. “When we get home I’ll talk to the both of you, okay?”
“About what?”
Madara blushed as he thought of how to respond. He had never spoken to anyone but his partners about sex before and just the thought of informing some innocent little kids about the birds and the bees made him feel dirty and embarrassed.
“…You’ll have to wait until we get home to find out.” Madara said shyly. He squeezed Hashirama’s hand.
-XX-
“And, that, boys, is why people fall in love.” Madara had finished his long ‘talk’ with the boys, blushing furiously and hiding his face in Hashirama’s chest.
“Dad, does that mean that you and Hashi have sex?” Obito asked curiously.
Madara blushed again and nodded. “Yes, son…”
“Cool! I wanna have sex with Kakashi!”
Madara gasped and hugged Hashirama tightly - that was just too much for the poor man. Explaining that stuff had been hard enough but to hear one of his sons openly declare their want for such a thing was too much.
“You’ll do no such thing!” Madara shouted. “You’re too young!”
“Madara –“ Hashirama tried to talk to Madara, but the Uchiha was too scared for his kids to want to listen.
“No, Hashirama!” Madara exclaimed. “Obito is thirteen! He’s not having sex yet! I don't want him to even have a boyfriend, yet!”
“Madara! Yes, he’s young, but –“
“No ‘buts’, Hashi! It’s not happening, and that’s final!”
With that, Madara had stormed out of the room, leaving behind two crying kids and an upset fiancée.
“Did we do something wrong?” Obito whispered timidly to Hashirama.
Hashirama sighed and shook his head. “No… your father is just having a hard time. That’s all.”
Out in the living room, Madara threw himself down on the couch. He snuggled in close to the back of it as he tried not to cry.
“You think my brother doesn't understand your pain, don't you, Madara?” Tobirama entered the living room, a look of annoyance on his face. “You think he has no idea what it’s like to have gone through some of the things you’ve gone through.”
Madara looked up at Tobirama with a raised eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”
“He does understand you a lot better than you think he does, Madara. I do too. You’re not the only one who’s been raped by people you’ve trusted - we both have. Countless times. By our own father. We’ve been abused too, and Hashirama has had a lot of lovers in the past as well.”
Madara looked at the ground. “Why… why didn't he say anything?”
Tobirama shrugged. “We learnt to put it behind us. Yes, it happened. It happened a lot, but we’re safe now. Besides - do you honestly think Hashirama is one to be upset for long?”
Madara shook his head. “No…”
“He’s not. He always has been happy and full of love and peace. Hashirama didn't want to tell you just yet because he knew you were still… suffering from your own past, and he didn't want to put any more pressure on you. He knew you would be upset by that and shoulder it yourself when you shouldn’t have to.”
“…”
“Just give my brother, a chance. Go talk to him about it. But if you upset my brother again, Madara, I will not hesitate to give you a piece of my mind. Got it?”
Madara nodded and got off the couch, heading back to his bedroom where Hashirama still remained.
“Madara.” Tobirama called after him.
“…Yeah?”
“Give my brother a break. He loves you with all his heart and he’s only trying to do what’s best for your family. Remember - he understands a lot more about you and your pain a lot better than you think he does.”
“…” Madara nodded and left the living room for good, walking slowly towards his own bedroom. He pushed the door open again and found his lover sitting on the bed.
  “Madara…” Hashirama looked up as the Uchiha entered the bedroom.
“Hashi…” Madara looked at the ground and played with his fingers in anxiousness. “Hashi, I'm sorry…”
“No, don't be sorry, Madara. …We need to talk…”
“About what?” Madara was frightened now. What did they need to talk about?
“…” Hashirama sighed. “…It’s about you and me…”
Tears welled up in Madara’s eyes already. He was sure that he was about the get dumped - it had happened so many times before, he should have known Hashirama wouldn’t stay!
“Hashi--!” Hashirama cut the Uchiha off.
“No, Madara.” Hashirama stated firmly. “I know that this is something we should have talked about when we first got engaged, but I’ve been putting it off because I didn't want to hurt you… Madara…”
“…?”
“…” Hashirama sighed again, looking up sadly at Madara. “…Madara, I’ve said no for as long as I could, but… Madara, we have to call off the wedding… My work is moving me overseas…”
Madara burst into tears at these words and was unaware of the kids watching them warily from the doorway. He was so out of it he didn’t even remember running out of the house and getting into the car. He started said vehicle up and wasn’t even aware of where he was going.
When Madara hit the busiest part of town that ran along a coastline, he needed to stop for a red light. The problem was that the breaks weren’t working and he was heading straight for the ocean.
-XX-
“Where am I…?” Madara whimpered as his head pounded furiously and bright lights blinded him. “What happened…?”
A man wearing a white mask leant forward into Madara’s eyesight. The Uchiha could tell that he was a doctor. “You’re in the hospital. You were quite lucky - an observer saw the car go down and dived in to see if anyone was still in it. You would’ve been dead if it weren’t for him.”
“Huh…? What’s going on…? Why am I in the hospital?” Madara groggily began to fight the doctor in growing fear. “Where are my kids? Hashirama? Hashirama!”
“Calm down, sir.” The doctor grabbed Madara’s shoulders and pushed him down on the bed. “Was there anyone else in the car?”
“I… I don't remember anything…”
“What is the last thing you remember?”
“…” Madara thought hard to remember what had happened, but it was all one big blur. “…I… I yelled at one of my sons… and my fiancée… His brother told me a secret… That’s all I remember…”
“What is your fiancée’s name, sir?”
“Senju… Hashirama…”
  “We’ll give him a call, okay, Uchiha-san? We’ll notify Hashirama right away.”
Madara whimpered and closed his eyes. The footsteps of the doctor made his head ache worse than before. He lay quietly for a few minutes before pushing himself slowly out of bed. He staggered over to the doorway and looked out. No one was around. Madara had had enough of hospitals. He just wanted to go home.
Madara limped slowly down the hallway, but he stopped when a voice started to shout at him.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” A nurse snapped at him, having appeared from nowhere.
“U-umm—“
“Get back in your room! You’re not supposed to be wandering! Go!”
Madara trembled slightly at the yelling – it brought back horrible memories.
“D-don't…” Madara whimpered.
“Kiyuki!” Another nurse ran up to the two of them. “Stop it! You can’t just yell at the patients! You have to be friendly and patient with them!”
“I don't want to –“
The nurse who had shouted at Madara – Kiyuki - was silenced by the other nurse. Said nurse turned and smiled in a friendly manner at the Uchiha.
“Hello, there.” The woman grinned. “I am sorry about Kiyuki - she’s new here and doesn't quite understand how to talk to some of the patients just yet.”
Madara shook his head. “I-I just wanna go home to Hashi and my kids! Please! I don't understand!”
“Oh, honey…” The nurse reached out to take Madara’s hand. “…You can’t go back home just yet!”
“I wanna go home!” Madara cried out, beginning to sob. “I don't wanna be here! I wanna go home! I wanna go home! Home!”
“Uchiha-san, calm down!”
“No! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! I don't wanna! Stop it, daddy!”
Both Kiyuki and the other nurse stepped back at Madara’s outburst. They could see that touching his hand was what had brought this on. The poor Uchiha was on the ground, thrashing at some unseen force and screaming at the top of his lungs. His episode grew worse until a doctor had been called and Madara was drugged into oblivion.
-XX-
“Daddy?”
Madara’s eyes fluttered open slowly at that voice.
“Daddy, are you okay now?”
“Quiet, Obito.” That was… Itachi, right? “Uncle Madara needs to rest.”
“Uncle Madara?” Was that Sasuke? “Are you awake now?”
“Sasuke, please go and get Hashirama and tell him that Uncle Madara is regaining consciousness.”
Madara blinked a few times. He tried to see past all of the blurs and the darkness until shapes took the indistinct form of his sons and eldest nephew.
“Daddy!”
Madara gasped and shoved at Tobi who had thrown himself at the Uchiha for a hug.
“Tobi, get off him.” Itachi quickly pulled Tobi away, sensing the way Madara reacted semi-violently to the touch. It seemed that Madara was not in his right mind at that minute.
“…” Madara blinked a few more times at everyone. He didn't recognise them physically but he still knew their voices.
“Madara…”
Madara turned as his name was spoken. The door to his hospital room had just been opened and three more people stepped in.
“…” Madara stared a bit longer at the three newcomers before he slowly begun to recognise everyone. “…Boys…”
The Uchiha smiled at Madara. They knew that he was referring to the four of them. They stepped forward, the twins hugging their dad while Sasuke and Itachi took their uncle’s hands.
“Hashirama…” Madara smiled at his fiancée next before turning to face the younger Senju. “…Tobirama…”
Hashirama smiled weakly at Madara. He wiped tears away as he run forward to hug Madara, desperately not wanting to let go.
“Why, Madara…?!” Hashirama sobbed. “Why…?!”
“I don't… understand…” Madara whispered, confused - why was Hashirama so upset?
“Why… why would you… try and kill yourself?!” Hashirama forced out, lifting his face the younger’s chest to stare angrily at the Uchiha. “How could you?! Do you know just how hard it was explaining to the kids that their own father and uncle had tried to kill himself?! Do you have any idea how we all felt?! My heart was broken, Madara! If you did kill yourself I would have followed you there, Madara!”
“…I… tried to… commit suicide?” Madara whispered, confused. Was that true? But… why would he try and kill himself? Wait… No, don't answer that - Madara had always been suicidal but he hadn’t tried to do that for a long time now…
“That’s what the police determined!” Tobirama snapped angrily at Madara. “How could you hurt my brother so badly like this?! Your own family! We were all so very worried about you when you got in the car! Hashirama tried to find you and bring you back but you were gone! You have no idea how much stress you put on all of us, and then to have the cops knock at our door and say you were in the hospital after trying to do yourself in! You have no idea how hard that is! Your kids wouldn’t stop crying!”
Madara frowned and moved his head to face away from everyone in the room, instead choosing to stare out the window. His head hurt so bad that he couldn’t think. When his door opened once more, he groaned in frustration.
“Uchiha Madara?”
Madara turned to face the newest visitors.
“Yes,” Hashirama said softly, wiping at his wet eyes. “This is him.”
“We’re from the mental institution just on the other side of town and we have come to collect you. You were admitted by the police not long ago. The nurses have given us instructions on your care so you will be okay with us.”
Hashirama stood up and glared at these people. No one would try and take his beloved Madara away from him!
“You are not taking my Madara to a psycho ward!” Hashirama shouted. “He doesn't belong there!”
“On the contrary, sir…” The man pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, “…but he does. This is not the first time he has been admitted to the hospital. He has been in and out of there ever since he was eight. His brother usually accompanied him. We have records to show just how unstable this man is.”
“Madara is not crazy! You can’t take him away from me!” Hashirama had tears in his eyes once again and if it weren’t for his own brother holding him back, he would have thrown himself at these ‘doctors’. “You can’t! I’ve already almost lost him so many times! I won’t let you!”
“Where is daddy going…?” Tobi whimpered, turning to face Itachi, fear on his face. He hugged Obito tightly.
Itachi picked Obito up and grabbed Tobi’s hand, taking the twins out of the room and down to the cafeteria as Hashirama’s shouts could be heard all the way down to the next floor.
--LINEBREAK--
“This is your room.” One of the staff members at the mental institution roughly pushed Madara into a room, sneering at him. “This man you are sharing the room with may be of relation to you; his last name is also Uchiha. Have fun.”
Madara trembled in fright as he threw himself at the door, screaming to be released, but he soon found himself on the ground with a weight on top of him. He whimpered and reluctantly opened his eyes, terrified out of his mind. He gasped and screamed as he saw who he was roomed with.
“Hello, son.” It couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t be. “Miss me?”
Those fucking staff knew. They knew that this was the man who had made his brother go insane and caused Madara to cut himself on a daily basis. They knew that this man was his father.
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