Save Us, Daddy | By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Here we are, Madara.” Hashirama smiled as he pulled out a shirt for Madara to wear. “How about this one for today? It’s going to be cold.”
Madara smiled in a shy manner as he nodded. He stood still as Hashirama removed his current shirt from his body. Once that was done, he removed his pants and boxers while Hashirama fished fresh ones out for him.
Out in the living room, Tobirama was sitting with the twins and watching television with them. He looked at his brother when the brunet entered the room. Madara was clinging to Hashirama’s arm in a timid manner.
“Are you okay to have the kids for today?” Hashirama asked his brother. “Madara-chan and I need to go down to the courthouse today.”
Tobirama smiled and nodded. “Of course. We’ll have great fun, aniki.”
Hashirama kissed his brother on the forehead before he headed to the kids. He hugged them in goodbye and watched as Madara did the same. He waited for the Uchiha to come back to his side and grab his hand before he led his black-haired lover out of the house and to the car.
Madara stared out of the car window, watching in a glum manner as everyone passed by. He wasn’t looking forward to this. He had to make the official statement about the courthouse and meet with his lawyer, among other things. It was frightening to him, but Hashirama was allowed to be with him during everything.
“Don’t be nervous, Madara-chan.” Hashirama smiled and reached out to pet Madara’s head. “I’ll be with you and I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
Madara nodded and tried to smile back, but it came out as a one-sided curl of the lips. Hashirama had gotten used to him not talking much, but as long as Madara was happy he didn’t mind not hearing the younger’s voice.
It took only a few minutes more for Hashirama to arrive at the court and find a parking spot. Once he did, he turned the car off and helped Madara out. He allowed the Uchiha to cling to his shirt as he led the shorter male into the building.
Madara was silent as they entered his lawyer’s office and refused to look at the woman, even as she spoke to him.
“Madara-kun…” the lawyer seemed considerate of the male’s condition and spoke in a soft, gentle tone, “…I am Mizuki. If you won’t talk to me, things will be very difficult…”
Madara shook his head as he tried to push his body further into Hashirama’s in an attempt to hide, but he couldn’t get any closer than he already was.
“Madara-chan,” Hashirama tried, “it’s okay. Just talk to Mizuki-san and she’ll help you, okay? She won’t hurt you.”
Madara shook his head again as tears fell down his cheeks. He squeezed Hashirama’s hand, pleading with his eyes for Hashirama to take him back home.
“Madara-kun, I can assure you that I am not going to hurt you,” Mizuki tried. “Your… friend is here, and I’m sure he’ll look after you.”
Madara shook his head. He spoke so quietly he was almost inaudible. “Hashirama… will always protect me…”
Mizuki smiled. “Oh, so you like talking about Hashirama-san, huh? Well, what about we talk about him some more so you can get used to me? Would you like that? I’m not doing anything else for the rest of the day so we have quite a bit of time.”
Madara smiled shyly and nodded. He would talk to anyone about Hashirama. Said Senju sat with Madara at the desk and ran his fingers through the younger male’s hair in a soothing manner.
-XX-
“Mmm… Hashirama…?”
Hashirama opened his eyes that night at Madara’s pained voice. He looked over his shoulder and found the younger male sitting up on the bed, sweat glistening on his body. Madara looked scared.
“What is it, my love?” Hashirama asked as he reached out to take the shorter male’s hand.
“…” Madara looked down as his body shook.
Hashirama looked over at Madara’s spot. He found a large wet patch on the younger’s side. He frowned and reached out to hug Madara tightly. The poor thing must have thought that he was going to be in trouble.
“It’s not your fault…” Hashirama whispered soothingly. “Not your fault.”
“…Nightmare…” Madara whimpered out as he moved to bury his face into Hashirama’s shoulder.
“It’s okay, Madara-chan.” Hashirama was gentle with his damaged lover. “Let’s get you out of those clothes for now, okay? You can have a bath while I change the sheets.”
Madara nodded in a shy manner, looking down at his lap. “…”
Hashirama helped Madara to his feet and over to the bathroom. He helped the younger undress and turned the taps on before he got to work on the bed. He knew that it wasn’t Madara’s fault and that the Uchiha was tormented by life.
Everything was catching up to Madara and it wasn’t his fault. It didn’t help that he was very sick mentally. He needed all the help he could get.
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