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Save Us, Daddy	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Save Us, Daddy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 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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It didn’t take long for Sasuke’s mobile to ring after he had left Obito in his room. When he answered it, Itachi greeted him on the other end of the line.
“Listen, Sasuke…” Itachi sounded very serious. “I have Uncle Madara with me. He’s coming home. The Mental Institution is under investigation. Uncle is… rather fragile right now.”
“Are you driving?” Sasuke asked, concerned for his family members’ wellbeing.
“Yes.”
“Wouldn’t he hear what you’re saying if he’s in the car with you?”
“He’s sleeping. Sasuke, when we come back, make sure that the kids don’t go crazy, okay? He has emotional and psychological trauma worse than before. The doctors also believe he has suffered a blow to the head and gained brain damage.”
“Is Uncle okay?”
“I’m not sure. That’s why I don’t want the twins to be jumping around and screaming. He’s very scared and he might think that he’ll be hurt if everyone is loud.”
“Why would he think that?”
“…” Itachi sighed. “Uncle’s father was in the institution with him and has been beating and raping him…”
Sasuke gasped. His precious uncle…!
“Sasuke, I have to go now; Uncle Madara is waking up and he doesn’t look happy. I’ll be home soon.”
Sasuke bit his lip as he hung the call up. Would his uncle be okay…?
-XX-
“Uncle Madara?” Itachi’s eyes were full of concern as he watched the elder push back in his seat.
Madara moaned as he turned to stare at Itachi with a fearful gaze. “D-don’t hurt me…”
Itachi frowned and pulled the car over so that he could talk safely with his uncle.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” Itachi put his hands out in front of him so that Madara could see where they were. “It’s me… Itachi.”
Madara whimpered as tears spilt down his cheeks.
Itachi knew to expect this; the doctors had said that Madara was in such shock that he may not be able to recognise anyone properly for a while.
“Do you know who I am?” Itachi asked in a gentle tone.
Madara shook his head violently as his body quivered. The elder seemed too out of it to even recognise his own nephew’s voice.
“It’s me…” Itachi tried once more. “Itachi… Fugaku’s son. You know Fugaku? Your older brother.”
Madara’s whimpers and shakes grew worse at the mention of Fugaku. It was then that Itachi realised his blunder – Fugaku was twelve years older than Madara and had been one of the first to molest and torment the spiky-haired Uchiha.
“I’m sorry, Uncle,” Itachi apologised sincerely. “Please, forgive me. I did not think that through.”
“…” Madara flinched away from Itachi as if the young man was going to kill him.
Itachi’s heart broke to see his beloved uncle so scared of him. “…Let’s just go home…”
Madara didn't once stop his cowering.
-XX-
Sasuke didn’t have much success trying to restrain the twin’s excitement at their father’s return. The two had broken out of his grip within seconds and ran to Madara with yells and squeals of happiness.
Surprisingly, Madara didn’t react as bad as Itachi thought he would. He allowed the noise level around him to continue but he just stared at the kids as he shook slightly. Itachi couldn’t tell if the elder remembered the children or not.
“Daddy!” Tobi squealed as he bounced around on the stop. “We missed you so much! Daddy!”
Itachi studied Madara’s facial expression. When a smile slowly curled up on the taller’s lips, he realised that Madara was slowly coming out of his shock-induced stupor.
Madara leant down to take the kids in his arms. He kissed them both on their foreheads before he released them minutes later.
“Uncle?” Itachi asked quietly as he stepped towards the elder.
Madara turned to look at Itachi. He smiled.
Itachi sighed in relief; it seemed that being home with his kids had been enough to snap Madara out of his pain.
“Itachi…” Madara said slowly with a hint of nervousness in his voice. He otherwise seemed fine. “Am I back home…?”
“Yes, Uncle.” Itachi smiled. “How about you go and have a lie down?”
Madara nodded. He dragged his feet over to the couch and laid down, falling asleep instantly.
-XX-
Tobi and Obito sat out on the front porch two weeks later. They had toys in their hands as they played quietly. They didn’t want to go back inside; Madara was scaring them.
Itachi was trying to give Madara medication, but the elder was screaming and thrashing. Despite it being an accident, the twins became terrified and quickly fled from the scene, feeling very unsafe when Madara slapped Itachi across the face.
“Obito…” Tobi whimpered as tears spilt down his cheeks. He dropped his toy and dived at his older brother. He wrapped Obito in a desperate hug as he cried into the elder’s shoulder.
“Don’t be scared, Tobi,” Obito whispered as he returned the embrace.
“What is wrong with daddy?!” Tobi sobbed. He needed to know what was going on or he felt as if his head would explode from the distress of not understanding. “Daddy!”
The door to the house opened before Itachi stepped out. He looked at the two kids. His cheek was red as a large handprint embedded itself on the skin.
“Are you okay, boys?” Itachi asked in a soft tone.
Tobi stared at the elder’s cheek in silence for a few seconds before he burst into tears. He ran from Obito to his cousin.
“Itachi!” Tobi cried. “Why d-did Daddy hurt Itachi?!”
Itachi sighed and picked Tobi up. He hugged his cousin. “It wasn’t his fault, Tobi. He was just scared and only wanted to be alone. He wouldn’t have even realised he hit me.”
Tobi shook his head. “That doesn’t m-matter! D-daddy shouldn’t hit people!”
“Tobi, Uncle Madara doesn’t hit people. He was scared because I was giving him medication. In his mind I was going to hurt him and he was just defending himself.”
Tobi nodded slowly as he tightened his hold on Itachi. The elder returned the embrace as he sat down on the veranda steps. The long-haired male pulled Obito in against him, holding them both close.
It was silent for a few minutes but, as a car pulled up out the front of the house, Itachi felt his protective streak kick in; he didn't recognise this car.
Itachi stood up and ushered the kids back into the house before turning and walking down the steps to meet the people in the car. The windows were so tinted he couldn’t see in, but once the doors were opened and a familiar head with rich, brown hair came into view, he gasped. It couldn’t be…
“Hello, Itachi-kun.” Hashirama smiled at Itachi as he stepped out of the car with Tobirama. “It has been a while, hasn't it?”
Itachi frowned before he glared at Hashirama. “What is this? You leave my uncle without even saying goodbye, and now you come back? What are you trying to do to him?”
Hashirama frowned as well. “…I understand that I really did hurt Madara with my sudden departure, but… it wasn’t my fault… I had to go… but I quit that job because I couldn’t stand being away from Madara! Doesn't that count for something?”
“Madara is not the same man you once knew and loved, Hashirama,” Itachi said quietly. “His mental state has shattered. What did you think you would do to him, abandoning him like that? Madara doesn't even recognise his own kids half the time!”
Tobirama was staying out of the fight, oddly quiet for once, but it was obvious that he was getting annoyed about something.
“…”
“Hashirama, Madara needs constant care twenty-four-seven, now! He needs to take medication daily and he always puts up fights! See this bruise? He couldn’t recognise me and thought I was someone trying to hurt him! My uncle is not the same man you fell in love with, and if you had stayed, you would know this already!”
“My brother left because his job was forcing him!” Tobirama shouted, getting up to stand in front of Hashirama. “Months before we left he would cry about leaving Madara because he knew he couldn’t bring Madara or the kids! He was so upset! When we got there he couldn’t stop crying and was having nightmares about them! He missed them all so much! Yeah, he loved his job, but he loves Madara and the kids more! He’s here, now, isn’t he! What the fuck is your problem, Itachi!”
“My problem is that he abandoned my uncle!”
“Did you not hear what I had just said, Itachi?!” Tobirama was furious.
“I heard! But why couldn’t Hashirama have told Madara before all of this!”
“You have no idea…” Hashirama muttered as he stared at the ground. “…No goddamn idea what it was like for me, Itachi… How could I tell Madara? I dreaded seeing the look on his face… we were engaged! Yeah, I ran… I ran like a coward, but… I came back… Cause the only thing that I love just as much as my brother is Madara and his family… I want us all to be a family… How could I achieve that if I was stuck overseas? I just want to be with the people I love… Itachi, do you understand?”
Itachi sighed in frustration. He rubbed his temples. “…Look, Hashirama… my uncle was hurt so badly by the news of you leaving. His father was at the asylum as well and he is what caused my uncle to snap. He raped and beat uncle every day and no one did anything about it. Now he’s too scared because of that… I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, Hashirama…”
Hashirama blinked back tears at the news before he looked at the house. “…May I please go in and see Madara?”
Itachi nodded reluctantly and lead the way into the house. The two Senju brothers were quiet as they walked through the familiar house, trailing closely behind Itachi. When they arrived in the living room, they found Madara lying down on the couch, staring at the two newcomers with fearful eyes.
“Itachi!” Madara whimpered, shaking. “W-who are they?”
“Uncle Madara…” Itachi knelt down beside his uncle, taking his hand, “…this is Hashirama and Tobirama. Can you remember them?”
Madara shook his head as tears spilt down over his cheeks. Hashirama held back his own tears as he knelt before Madara. He took the younger man’s hand into his own.
“Think back…” Hashirama whispered as he stroked hair out of the Uchiha’s face. “We were going to get married…”
Madara’s eyes widened at this. He looked at Itachi for confirmation. Itachi nodded. He looked back at Hashirama with wide eyes.
“Do you remember now?” Hashirama whispered, patience coating his voice.
Madara closed his eyes for a few seconds before he nodded slowly. Hashirama smiled and placed a kiss on Madara’s cheek.
“I missed you…” Hashirama said with sadness in his voice. “I missed you so much…”
Madara opened his eyes again and looked up at Hashirama. He started tearing up.
“I…” Madara whimpered, starting to shake, “…I… Izuna…”
“Shh…” Hashirama soothed, smiling in a comforting manner. “It’s going to be okay…”
Madara whimpered louder, but Hashirama wasn’t about to leave his love’s side again; not when he had just gotten him back.
“I’m here, Madara…” Hashirama soothed. “I’m here…”
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