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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
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
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  “I miss Tobi-kun…” Izuna muttered that night as he lay next to his brother, cuddling in close. “…”
“I know…” Madara willed his tears to stay back, and he hugged his brother tighter. “…I swear, if I find out who did it to him, I will kill him!”
“I thought that boy who did it already died…?” Izuna mumbled weakly, hiding his face in his brother’s chest; the events at the shopping centre today had really stressed him out.
Madara shook his head. “No… There’s got to be more to it than that.”
“…” Izuna’s small, fragile body trembled timidly and Madara frowned. He clutched his brother tightly, rocking him gently.
“Shh, otouto,” Madara whispered, kissing his brother soothingly. “Aniki is here. It’s okay.”
“Aniki…” Izuna mumbled again, letting a few tears stream down his cheeks before nuzzling in closer to Madara.
The bedroom door opened slowly and Madara looked over to find Sasuke peeking in, tears running down his own face.
“What’s wrong, Sasuke-kun?” Madara said softly, trying not to disturb Izuna, who was finally drifting off to sleep.
“I-I had another bad dream…” Sasuke said quietly, sobbing softly. “C-can I sleep with you and Izuna-oji-san?”
Madara nodded and reached out for Sasuke, allowing the boy to run to the bed and dive in. He hugged the young child with his free arm, pulling him close, and before he knew it, he had two boys cuddled in against him, sleeping.
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“Oji-san…” Sasuke whimpered, shaking Madara’s shoulder the next morning. “Wake up… I-I have to tell you something…”
Madara moaned before opening his eyes and looking at his young nephew. “What is it…?”
“…I… Oji-san… I…” Tears streamed down Sasuke’s face. “…I was thinking… about that night… when Tobi went missing… Oji-san, I…”
Madara placed a finger over Sasuke’s lips, silencing him as he turned to face Izuna. Izuna was whimpering and trembling in his sleep, and Madara sighed, sitting up and pulling the smaller brother onto his lap.
“Hush, Izu…” he whispered gently, rubbing his brother’s back. He waited until Izuna went quiet again before lifting his finger from Sasuke’s mouth. “I apologise, Sasuke-kun… Please continue.”
“…I remember that… I woke up, and… aniki was pulling Tobi out of the bed, but… I… I don't remember if it is a dream or not… Itachi told me that I was dreaming, so I went back to sleep, but…”
Madara’s facial expression was a troubled one. He didn't speak for several minutes, but when he did, his voice was strained and heavy with unshed tears. “…I don't believe Itachi-kun would do something like that, Sasuke-kun.”
Sasuke shook his head and cuddled in close to his uncle. “…Oji-san… I’m glad that nii-san isn’t as bad as he was before…”
“…I know…” Madara kissed Sasuke’s head before pulling the boy down to lay beside him. “Want me to rub your tummy for you, Sasuke-kun?”
Sasuke nodded and lifted his shirt up, lying complacently on the bed as his uncle rubbed gentle, soothing circles on his tummy. It didn't take long before Sasuke went back to sleep.
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“Pass the sauce, please, Naoki,” Madara said, sitting at the breakfast table with every other member of the household.
Naoki obediently passed the bottle as he concentrated on his own food. Sasuke was talking to Akemi and laughing happily with the younger girl, and Madara smiled at them. He loved Hashirama’s children; they were beautiful.
“What are you two talking about?” Madara smiled as he addressed both Sasuke and Akemi.
Akemi giggled. “Sasuke-kun is telling me about how he cheated on his maths test with Iruka-sensei the other day!”
Madara raised an eyebrow and looked at Sasuke. “You were cheating, Sasuke-kun?”
Sasuke frowned and slunk lower in his chair. Madara very rarely got angry with him, and really the only times he did was because he had been misbehaving in school.
“…Yes, oji-san…” Sasuke said quietly, looking at the ground.
Madara sighed. “Sasuke-kun, you know how I feel about cheating on tests. You can’t bludge your way through school and expect to get ahead in life! Do you want to live like how we used to live, Sasuke-kun? If you keep cheating, you will.”
“…Sorry, oji-san…”
“Aniki, you’re being too hard on him…” Izuna said softly, looking up from his plate.
Madara shook his head. “Izuna, do you want Sasuke living the same way we did? I sure don't!”
“Your brother is right, Izuna,” Tobi said nonchalantly. “He’s only worried about Sasuke’s future, is all.”
“Sasuke-kun shouldn’t have to cheat!” Madara declared proudly. “He’s much too smart to ever fail a test!”
Through all of the usual breakfast chatter, Itachi hadn’t said a word or even touched his food, let alone look up at anyone. He wanted to tell Madara what he had done because he couldn’t hide this any longer. It was just too much for him.
“…” Itachi cleared his throat uncomfortable. “…Madara-oji-san… After breakfast… I want to talk to you…”
“What about?” Madara asked gently. “Are you okay?”
“…It’s private…” Itachi said, trying his best to hold back tears.
He glanced at Hashirama and saw the Senju smiling at him, nodding in approval. Nothing else was said, because before there was even an opportunity, a knock on the door interrupted everyone.
Hashirama sighed and went to stand in an attempt at getting the door, but Madara beat him to it. The Uchiha smiled at the Senju.
“You stay and eat, Hashirama,” he said gently. “You work much too hard in this house. I’ll get it.”
Hashirama smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Madara-kun. It is much appreciated.”
Madara nodded back and left the room, heading to the front door. When he opened it, he was startled by a group of boys standing outside, and he recognised them almost instantly as Itachi’s bad choice of friends.
“Where is Itachi.” One of them demanded.
“Who are you.” Madara demanded back, his grip tightening on the doorhandle; he hated letting Itachi near these kids, because they were the ones who got him into some of the trouble he is in now.
“We’re his friends, you disgusting worm,” the boy spat.
“I won’t let you near my nephew,” Madara said, stepping out onto the porch and closing the door, locking it behind him. “If you come near him again, I will intervene. He’s gone through enough without you brats.”
“I want to know why Itachi hasn't been at school.” The same boy demanded, and several of the ones behind him nodded, menacing in their eyes.
Madara had never really taken note of these kids before. Now that he was studying them, he was disgusted more than ever with them; their parents had really not cared one bit about them, had they?
“Itachi never told me your names,” Madara stated. “Tell me your names.”
“Why does it matter?” the ginger-haired boy laughed. “It’s not like you’ll be seeing much of us, anyway.”
“Tell me.”
“My name is Pein,” the ginger-haired boy explained before pointing at the boys behind him. “Kisame and Orochimaru. That’s Hidan and Kakuzu.”
“You kids are never seeing my nephew again,” Madara spat; now that he knew the names, he could attach information to them, and these kids were always in the newspapers, infamous for robberies and drug arrests, as well as sexual assault on the odd occasion. “I can’t believe I let him continue hanging around you lot for so long.”
Pein shrugged. “Well, I guess if we’re not going to see Itachi anymore, than it won’t matter if I tell you this. Your precious Itachi is the reason your son was killed.”
Madara’s world stopped at these words. “…What…”
“Itachi was the one who planned the whole thing. Tobi’s kidnapping and constant assault. Oh, I believe he had fun with the kid himself a few times. I think Orochimaru back there had the most fun out of all of us, though.”
The boy named Orochimaru smirked and nodded, chuckling. “Always do…”
Madara couldn’t believe it. Itachi… These kids had to be lying!
“What proof do you have!” Madara shouted angrily, already feeling tears slipping past his cheeks. “Don't you dare accuse Itachi of these things! He wouldn’t do something like that!”
Pein smirked. “Kisame, show him your phone.”
Kisame laughed and fiddled around on his phone for a few seconds before handing it to Madara. Madara looked at it and noticed that there was an old text message open. Madara scanned it before dropping the phone. So these kids were right…
Madara bit his lip so hard it began to bleed, and turned around, kicking the front door down and screaming for Itachi. All the noise in the kitchen instantly died down, and everyone was startled when Madara ran into the kitchen, heading straight for Itachi, and no one could believe their eyes when Madara tackled Itachi out of the kitchen chair and pinning him by his throat onto the cold, hard floor beneath them.
“It was you.” Madara snarled, tears falling in little rivers down his cheeks. “You are the reason my son is dead!”
“W-who told you…?” Itachi asked, fear in his eyes and voice. His eyes instantly travelled over to Hashirama, and Madara didn't miss that.
“Hashirama…” Madara turned to the Senju. “…You knew…? You knew, and… you never told me…?”
“Madara, I –“ Hashirama tried to calm Madara down and reason with him, but Madara didn't want to hear it.
“Shut up!” Madara screamed, punching Itachi in the stomach. “You knew that Itachi killed my son and yet, you never told me! You’re supposed to be my best friend! Hell, we’re supposed to be a family! Why did you never tell me!”
“Madara, calm down…” Hashirama said softly, carefully manoeuvring himself closer to Madara in an attempt to restrain him. He was aware of Mito and Tobi taking the kids out of the kitchen, leaving only the three older Uchihas and Hashirama.
“He killed Tobi so I’m going to kill him!” Madara shouted, punching Itachi again and shaking him violently. “I hate him! I wish I never took him in! I should’ve left him to suffer! I hate you, Itachi! I hate you! Just fucking die!”
“Madara, stop this!” Hashirama exclaimed. “We need to talk about this!”

“What has talking ever done, Hashirama!” Madara shouted, turning to glare dangerously at the Senju. “Talking didn't change any of the things we went through! It didn't help Izuna and Tobirama when they were raped! It didn't help me when my own parents molested me and my sister constantly! It didn't help Izuna and I when we struggled to survive! Hell, it didn't even help when you lost your first child because of a miscarriage!”
“Madara!” Hashirama exclaimed again. “I understand your reasons for not believing in talking, but this is important!”
“Aniki…” Izuna whimpered from the corner, the younger brother sobbing softly. “…Aniki, you’re scaring me…”
Madara glared at Izuna. “Shut. Up.”
Izuna gasped and looked at his brother. Madara had never spoken to him like that before. “…Aniki…”
“Shut up, Izuna!” Madara screamed, throwing Itachi away and rushing towards his own brother.
Izuna screamed as Madara knocked him to the ground, and he screamed louder as a horrible pain struck him in his stomach. He felt something hot and wet begin to drip down to his legs, and he looked down with teary eyes, finding blood dripping from his stomach, a knife sticking out of it. When had Madara even gotten that knife? No… the real question was whether or not Madara was still sane; Madara had never even so much as raised his voice at Izuna, let alone doing something like this.
“Madara!” Hashirama shouted, and Izuna watched weakly as Hashirama tackled Madara.
Izuna screamed again as the knife was ripped from his stomach, and despite the pain attacking him, he reached up and blocked his ears as he heard a pained cry coming from Hashirama. Over where Madara had left him, Itachi was frozen in terror; had his uncle finally snapped?
Before Itachi could delve too deep into it, the pain in the back of his head grew and everything went black.
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