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So I'm Fake Now, It's Your Fault	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4116 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-So I'm Fake Now, It's Your Fault
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“Nii-san!” Izuna cried. Seeing Madara so worked up was frightening for him.
Hashirama frowned and approached the two Uchiha. “Why is he so frightened?” Just play dumb…
Izuna allowed some tears to slip past his long eyelashes. “I-I don’t know! He was just… like this, and… Oh, Hokage-sama, I don’t understand!”
Hashirama frowned once more and leant down to hug the younger Uchiha. He smiled at him.
“I’m sure that whatever if wrong with your brother can be fixed, Izuna-kun.”
“Don’t touch otouto!” Madara screamed before anyone else could reply. He pushed weakly on Hashirama. “Leave him alone!”
Izuna grabbed his brother, trying to stop Madara’s wild shoving. He spoke gently, trying to soothe the upset Uchiha.
“It’s okay…” Izuna whispered, slowly wrapping his arms around Madara. “He wasn’t hurting me… It’s okay, nii-san…”
“But, Izu, he --!”
Hashirama cleared his throat, getting the others’ attention. “I’m sorry to interrupt your brother, Izuna-kun, but may I speak to him alone? I would like to help Madara – if I can – and I feel that it would be best to talk to him one-on-one.”
Izuna nodded and wiped a tear away from Madara’s face. He hugged him once more before grabbing Tobirama’s hand and leading him out of the Hokage’s office.
“Izu!” Madara screamed, attempting to chase after his brother. “Izu, don’t leave me with him!”
Unluckily for Madara, Izuna had just assumed that he didn’t want to be alone and had ignored him.
“You were going to tell him, weren’t you?” Hashirama’s voice was soft and calm, but Madara could tell that underneath, he was angry.
Madara shook as tears rolled down his cheeks. He was terrified. He just wanted to go home with his brother. Why had Izuna left him with this man?! Why?! Did Izuna not care anymore?!
“Izu!” Madara screamed at the top of his lungs once again. “Izu, come back! Please! Izu! Izu!”
Hashirama slapped Madara across the face with enough force to send the younger sprawling to the ground.
“I’m not a violent man, ‘dara-chan…” Hashirama begun in a soft tone, kneeling beside Madara. He reached out and stroked the Uchiha’s cheek. “…But if you do anything like that again… you won’t like the consequences…”
Madara whimpered as a hand trailed down his sides. He sobbed. He had tried to crawl away from Hashirama, but the Senju grabbed him and dragged him over to the desk.
Hashirama laid Madara against it, positioning the Uchiha so that he was bent over. He ran his hand through the younger’s hair in what was supposed to be a soothing action.
“I don’t want to hurt you, ‘dara.” Hashirama cooed, licking the shell of Madara’s ear. “I love you, but you leave me no choice… This is the only way that we can be together…”
Before Madara could make a noise, Hashirama had wrapped one hand over his mouth and slipped the other into the younger’s pants, resting lightly against the flaccid member.
“Are you going to be a good boy?” Hashirama taunted, squeezing. He smirked when Madara moaned. “If you be a good boy, I won’t hurt you today – but you have to promise to never tell anyone else ever again.”
Madara ignored the Senju and concentrated on crying.
“You haven’t answered me.” Hashirama warned, squeezing again. “If you submit to me anywhere and in any way that I want you to in future, I won’t hurt you today. But if you tell anyone about this, I’ll hurt Izuna. I don’t want that, but I will.”
Madara cried out at the threat and scrunched his eyes closed, crying harder. His body quivered. He didn't want this at all! …But Izuna…
“…Mmm…” Madara moaned weakly, nodding as best as he could. He wouldn’t hesitate to protect Izuna.
Hashirama smirked. “I just want you to love me, Madara-chan. I love you.”
There was so much that Madara wanted to scream at the Senju about, but he was too frightened to say a word to his crazy man.
“I’m not going to hurt you – I promise. Just be a good boy and I won’t have to hurt you.”
Madara winced as Hashirama tightened his grip on him. The Senju ran his hands along the younger’s body, whispering soothing words to him who did all but calm down.
“Why won’t you calm down and trust me?” Hashirama whispered. He hugged the younger male. “It’s okay. Be a good boy and love me and I won’t have to hurt you again.”
Madara nodded, crying. He leant into the embrace, desperately needing comfort right now.
Hashirama smiled, running his thumb across Madara’s cheek.
“Give me a minute.” Hashirama whispered to Madara, kissing his cheek. “I just have to let these two back in. But remember… it’s our little secret…”
Madara felt too weak to argue and nodded again, his body trembling. When the door was opened and Izuna and Tobirama walked back in, they found Madara, looking as if he had just come back from a funeral. His face was stained with tears and he looked so pale it was almost sickly.
“Izuna-kun, may I speak with you for a moment outside?” Hashirama asked.
Izuna nodded, wiping at his own tears. He followed the Hokage out of the office and stood by the stairs. “How is he?”
“I have an idea on how we may find out what is wrong with him.” Hashirama said slowly – carefully. “If he hasn’t told you, I doubt that he would tell anyone else willingly, but…”
Izuna tilted his head in confusion.
Hashirama smiled at Izuna. “May I have your permission to perform a Henge and look after Madara-chan myself while under the guise of you?”
Izuna bit his lip. “…Nii-san… will know…”
Hashirama smiled and petted Izuna’s head. “Do not fear, Izuna-kun – Madara-chan is very sick right now, so we must do all that we can to help him, right? I’m the Hokage, and while Madara is living in the Hidden Leaf, I will take care of him the best that I can.”
Izuna smiled. He seemed to have been reassured by Hashirama’s small speech.
The Senju smiled, leaning down to hug Izuna. “Anyway, I think that Tobi would be angry to hear that I’m making his one and only love upset by not helping his aniki.”
Izuna giggled and hugged back. “Thank you so much for helping nii-san, Hokage-sama!”
“Please, just call me Hashirama. I have a question to ask though, Izuna-kun.”
Izuna smiled. “Shoot.”
“Why are you so happy and outgoing, and just… so trusting, whereas Madara is the complete opposite? Why is he so depressed and unable to trust? Did someone hurt him?”
Izuna frowned and shrugged. “…I don’t really know, Hoka – Hashirama-san… Madara used to be happy, and then… I suppose he just got corrupted by the wars… I know that I still miss how happy he used to be… he used to be so carefree, but… Hashirama-san, please believe me when I say that Madara’s true personality is not what everyone thinks and says it is! Madara is peaceful, Hokage-sama! Please help my big brother find light again! I beg you! Please…!”
Hashirama frowned. It was because of war that Madara was how he was? Hashirama hated war, and now he had to help Madara be happy once more. He couldn’t let his beautiful Madara be corrupted!
“Don’t you worry, Izuna-kun.” Hashirama smiled. “I’m going to help your brother – no matter what. I swear this on my title of Hokage. Your brother will get better – I swear.”
Izuna smiled and embraced Hashirama tightly. Izuna knew that his brother needed someone like Hashirama but, at the same time, what he didn’t know was that Hashirama was the one who had broken Madara’s sanity in the first place.
Inside, Hashirama felt a feeling boiling up inside of him. A feeling of desperation and hope – the need to take care of Madara. Yes, he had a new battle strategy. He couldn’t hurt Madara any longer – the poor child was already ruined. He had to help Madara find the light, and then… just maybe… Madara could get over his dislike for the Senju and they could be together.
Hashirama smiled inside. He wasn’t doing this for his own benefit, no – he was doing this for the beautiful Uchiha because that was just how much he loved his rival.
The only problem was that Hashirama didn’t realise that he was only going to get worse before he got better.
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