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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
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
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- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-11
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  A/N The original version of this story showed how both Tobi and Obito got with their respective partners, but I removed it to make it easier on me to rewrite. In this chapter, I’ve made Obito mention that he’s had sex with Kakashi again and I changed how Tobi and Zetsu did it drastically. Sorry for any inconvenience, it was just easier for me this way.
“What are you two doing?”
Tobi and Obito looked up at Sasuke’s voice. They smiled. “Daddy bought us a puzzle yesterday!”
Sasuke smiled. “May I help?”
Obito nodded and pulled his cousin down to sit beside him.
“Tobi hasn’t gotten very far with his pieces…” Tobi said sadly, gesturing to the small pile of conjoined pieces.
Sasuke looked at what the younger had done so far, and he smiled as he saw that the twin had been trying to piece together all of the inside pieces.
“Tobi, you’re doing it the hard way.” Sasuke chuckled. “It is so much easier to do the frame first. How about we try that? Find all of the edge pieces, okay?”
Tobi grinned and nodded, jumping up to hug his cousin. “Thank you, Sasuke-kun! Tobi loves Sasuke-kun!”
Sasuke hugged Tobi back before helping the younger find all of the straight-edged pieces.
“So how are things going?” Sasuke asked, joining two pieces together. “Good?”
Obito looked up at Sasuke and blushed, smiling in a shy manner. “Kakashi and I had sex again, yesterday…”
Sasuke smirked. “When are you going to tell Uncle Madara that you’re not a virgin anymore?”
Obito bit his lip. “…Mm… I don’t know… I don’t think that he’ll be very happy…”
“Is Sasuke-kun still a virgin?” Tobi asked curiously. “Tobi isn’t, either! Zetsu –kun has made sure to see Tobi at school and make love to him in the toilets! Tobi loves it! It feels so good, Sasuke-kun!”
“I am…” Sasuke whispered, ashamed to admit it. “Itachi isn’t… I’m the only virgin still in this house…”
Obito smiled and giggled, reaching out to touch Sasuke’s hand. “Why are you still a virgin?”
Sasuke blushed. “…Well… I’ve never really had much desire to have sex…”
“Sasuke, why are you talking to kids about sex?” Itachi walked into the room with a raised eyebrow. “They are too young to be discussing such things.”
Sasuke blushed even darker and stood up, hugging his older brother in an attempt to charm his way out of trouble.
Before either Itachi or Sasuke could say another word, Obito piped up. “Who did you lose your virginity to, Itachi?”
Itachi coughed in uneasiness. “…Why do you ask, Obito?”
“Because we were talking about sex and Sasuke said you weren’t a virgin, but I’ve never seen you with anyone.”
“…” Itachi’s face turned red. “…My friend… Kisame… Now let’s change the subject, please…”
“Where is daddy?” Tobi asked.
“He’s with Hashirama and Tobirama.” Itachi explained, relieved to be back on an acceptable topic. “He’s got to talk with the police again. He’ll be home soon.”
“Daddy said he would take Tobi to the park…” Tobi hung his head in disappointment.
“Tobi, you need to understand that Madara is… unwell. He can’t always keep his promises and he’s going through a very hard time.”
“Why?” Obito pouted. “It’s not fair that things always happen to dad when he is so nice!”
“I know…” Itachi tried to soothe his cousin. He picked Obito up and held him close. “But sometimes, it’s the nicest people who suffer the most.”
Obito nodded. He rested his head on Itachi’s chest. “…I wish dad was happy.”
“He is, Obito. He’s happy when he’s with us. That’s all he needs; he needs to be loved.”
“I love dad so much.” Obito smiled.
“And he loves you, too.” Itachi couldn’t help but be relieved by Obito’s childish innocence. “Go and get your coat; we’ll all go to the park.”
-XX-
“You have a younger brother, right?” Mizuki asked Madara as she gazed over some papers spread before her.
Madara was silent, not knowing what to say. Hashirama squeezed his hand gently in understanding.
“He did,” Hashirama explained. “His name was Izuna, but…”
“Izuna?” Mizuki repeated. “Uchiha Izuna?”
Hashirama nodded. “Yes… His body was found a month after his disappearance in the woods… An autopsy revealed that he had been raped and tortured, but they never found who did it.”
“He did it…” Madara whispered. His eyes were unfocused, suggesting he was somewhere far away, but still in reality just enough to listen to what was being said.
“He?” Mizuki asked in a tender manner. “Who is he?”
“…My…” Madara choked on a sob. “…My father…”
“Madara…” Hashirama whispered; he just couldn’t understand how such a man could continue breathing after having gone through so much shit in his life. “…When did he tell you this…?”
“At the place…” Madara whispered as he started to tremble. “…Izuna loved dad – he only wanted him to smile at him for once!”
“Shh…” Hashirama reached out and pulled the younger into an embrace. He rocked Madara, trying to calm him down.
“Izuna…” Madara whimpered. “Izuna…!”
“I need to take him home,” Hashirama explained as he got Madara to his feet. “He’s having another episode.”
Mizuki nodded in understanding. “Bring him back tomorrow.”
“I will.”
With that said, Hashirama and Madara quickly left the office.
-XX-
“They’re so cute.” Sasuke smiled as he spoke to his brother.
“They are.” Itachi smiled back as he watched his two young cousins play tag on the walk back home. “Madara sure produced two beautiful boys.”
“Well, it’s Madara, of course. They got his handsome looks and gentle nature.”
Sasuke nodded as a thought came to mind. “Aniki, Senju Tobirama was hitting on me the other day.”
Itachi laughed. “Cute.”
“It’s not cute!” Sasuke pouted before he stomped his foot. “He needs to get laid!”
“Sasuke…” Itachi chuckled. “Don’t speak like that.”
“But it’s true!” Sasuke exclaimed as if it would suddenly change the situation into his favour. “He never gets laid! All he does is masturbate!”
“Who masturbates?” Tobi asked as he ran up to his cousins.
“And who needs to get laid?” Obito was close behind his brother.
“What are those two things, anyway?” Tobi asked again.
Itachi coughed while Sasuke blushed.
“…Tobirama.” Itachi explained in a soft tone.
“And what are they?” Obito asked. He didn’t want to let go of the conversation until he got his answers.
“…Ask your father.” Without another word, Itachi continued walking.
Obito pouted as the subject was dropped. He instead grabbed Sasuke’s arm, begging him to join in with their little game.
-XX-
“I made you some tea,” Hashirama spoke softly as he sat down on the bed beside Madara.
Madara took the cup of tea before he kissed the Senju’s cheek. He took a sip and cuddled in close to the elder.
“Do you feel better, Madara?” Hashirama stroked said male’s head soothingly as the younger male sipped at his tea.
“…” Madara sighed as he shook slightly. “…I miss my otouto…”
“I know you do… I know you do…”
“…” Madara looked up at Hashirama with red, puffy eyes. “…Do you want to see a picture of my baby brother…?”
Hashirama smiled in a fond manner. He had never seen any pictures of Izuna, seeing as Madara kept them all under lock and key. “I would love to.”
Madara smiled back weakly as he stood up. He walked to the walk-in closet and rummaged through his belongings before returning with a large box. He sat back on the bed in between Hashirama’s legs with his back resting against the elder’s front.
“This is my memory box,” Madara whispered with pain evident in his voice. “That’s why I asked you not to touch it… I… I couldn’t bear the pain, but now I want to share it with you…”
Hashirama smiled and watched Madara pull the lid off. He glanced into the box and understood now why the box was Madara’s only forbidden possession; it contained photos and newspaper clippings, along with several small items.
After shoving some things to the side, Madara’s hand resurfaced with a small photo.
“This is Izuna…” Madara whispered as he handed the photo to his lover.
Hashirama took it. In the photo, a young Madara was nursing his brother. Both boys had their arms wrapped around each other and were smiling up at the camera.
“How old were you two in this one?” Hashirama asked.
“I was eleven,” Madara spoke softly. “Izuna would have ten… I have more photos of him…”
“Can I see?”
Madara smiled and nodded. “Yes.”
Digging a little deeper, Madara soon handed two more photos to the elder. The first one that Hashirama looked at showed Izuna as a baby, safe in Madara’s hold. The second one showed an older Izuna and Madara.
“That one was taken just a few days before Izuna was killed…” Madara pointed out. “He was fourteen…”
“He’s so cute.” Hashirama smiled. “He looks just like Sasuke.”
Madara smiled back, glad that his precious brother had been accepted. “He does… Hashirama, I… I want to go back to work…”
Hashirama frowned. This was so sudden. “Why?”
“…I don’t… It’s hard to explain, but… I need to go back to work…”
Hashirama nodded and kissed Madara’s cheek before he handed back the photos.    “Okay. If you need to do this, then go for it.”
Madara kissed the elder deeply before he lay down on the bed, inviting the Senju to ravish his body.
Hashirama laid on the younger as the two shed their clothed.
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