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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
- 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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Another shadow… Madara thought to himself, trembling slightly. Why does no one believe me that there is someone out there!
“Dad!” Obito had pushed the door open and run into the bedroom, crying. He dived onto the bed and crawled into Madara’s arms. “Dad, someone’s outside our bedroom window!”
Madara got to his feet, biting his lip. “Where is Tobi?”
“He wouldn’t wake up, daddy! I'm scared!”
Madara shook Hashirama urgently. “Hashi!” He hissed, almost crying in fright. “Hashi, wake up!”
Hashirama blinked before looking up, all trace of sleep disappearing as he saw the look on Madara’s face and Obito in his arms.
“What is it?” Hashirama asked softly, ready to fight to the death if need be.
“Someone is out there!” Madara cried, sitting Obito on the bed. “They’re outside Obito’s window!”
Hashirama flew out of the bed and to the kids’ room with Madara following after immediately. Tobi awoke with a small squeak when the door banged into the wall loudly.
Madara’s eyes instantly fixed onto the now-ajar window. It had been closed when Madara had put the kids to bed.
Madara hurried to the bed and picked Tobi up. He ran back to his room and grabbed Obito, carrying them both back to Hashirama. He returned to find the taller male peering out of the window with concern on his face.
“Hashirama, please!” Madara begged. “Do you believe me now?! I wasn’t imagining things! I want to get out of here, Hashi! I'm scared, and so are the kids!”
Hashirama nodded and pointed to the living room. “Go call the police and I’ll wake up my brother. We’ll leave then.”
Madara fled to the phone, hands shaking as he dialled the police. He praised the gods above that his call had been answered, but before he could even speak, the phone went dead -- someone had cut the phone line.
“Hashi!” Madara screamed, collapsing onto the ground in panic. “Hashi!”
The two Senju brothers ran into the living room, both wide awake at Madara’s frantic screams.
“What is it?!” Hashirama asked harshly, worried for his beautiful lover’s sanity.
“Someone cut the lines!” Madara sobbed, hugging Obito tightly to his body in fright. “Hashi, I'm scared!”
Hashirama bit his lip but it was Tobirama who took charge.
“There’s nothing we can do about that.” Tobirama said. “Madara has lost his phone and Hashirama’s isn’t working -- we’ll have to get in the car and go straight to the police station.”
“But they’re out there!” Madara screamed, tears falling from his eyes. “They’re out there, and you’re suggesting we go out, too!”
“No, Tobi’s right, Madara-chan.” Hashirama said softly, soothingly. “If we stay in here without a way to contact anyone else we’re sitting ducks. They could have a gun for all we know, Madara-chan. Out best bet is to try and get into the car.”
“But--”
“Your kids are in danger, Madara.” Tobirama said sincerely. “Surely you can see that. You’re their father, Madara -- they depend on you to keep them safe.”
Tobi and Obito sobbed at those words, too young to understand what was happening. All they knew was that their father was terrified, and to them, that gave them enough reason to be horrified, too.
Madara let out a strangled cry before nodding. “…Okay…” He said hesitantly. “But how do we get to the car?”
“Tobirama and I will head out first and try to find whoever it is, okay?” Hashirama kissed Madara on the cheek. “You and the twins will run to the car and go straight to the cops. Tobi and I will meet you there.”
Madara shook his head and wrapped his arms around Hashirama tightly. He buried his face into the older Senju’s chest in fear.
“No!” He sobbed. “You can’t leave me, Hashi! You can’t leave me!”
“Madara…” Hashirama pried Madara’s face from his chest, holding him by the cheeks and staring into his eyes. “I know your kids mean much more to you than I ever could, and it’s for that reason that my brother and I are doing this. Losing even just one of your kids will hurt you much more than losing me ever could. Tobirama and I can take care of ourselves -- you know this. Tobi and Obito are only little kids, and they don't know how to protect themselves if anything were to happen. You have to look after them, okay?”
Madara felt more tears fall at these words. “But what if something happens to you?! You can’t leave me, Hashi! You can’t! We finally made love last night! I don't want anyone but you!”
“Madara, please do it for me…” Hashirama was begging Madara now. “You know just how much I love you, Madara, and I couldn’t bear to know that something happened to the kids.”
Madara let out a few more tears before nodding and gathering his children into his arms. The two Senju left the house first, each splitting up and heading in a different direction.
Once Madara felt that it was safe he patted his pocket, checking for his keys, before sprinting to his car with the kids in his arms. He fumbled badly as he tried to unlock the car, in too much of a panic to keep his hands steady.
“Yes!” He muttered as the locks clicked. He opened the back door for the kids, expecting safety.
What Madara didn't expect was a harsh blow to his stomach that sent him falling to the ground, gasping for air. Someone had snuck up on them.
“Daddy!” The twins screamed, trying to run away but the person who had attacked their father was much faster.
The kids soon found themselves trapped within the arms of a man.
“Madara!”
Madara looked up weakly as someone screamed his name. Both of the Senju were running to his aid. Both were bruised and bleeding -- had they both fought someone else?
Madara turned back to look at his kids, whimpering loudly as he saw them struggling to get out of a stranger’s grip.
“Let them go!” Madara wheezed.
Madara grunted as an unexpected weight suddenly pushed him back down against the ground. A familiar chuckle made Madara’s blood run cold.
“Long time no see…”
Madara looked up weakly, finding Sora standing on top of him, pressing him down further into the ground. In her hands was a huge butcher’s knife.
“…Madara.”
“Let them go…” Madara whispered, overcome by dread. “Please… They’re your children…”
Sora laughed maniacally, pressing down harder on Madara. He groaned in pain.
“My kids?” She mocked. “My kids?! I never wanted them in the first place! I would have had an abortion had you not stopped me and forced me to birth those two horrid little monsters you call sons!”
Madara’s tears increased at those words. They were so true, it hurt.
“I remember you were so excited when I found out I was pregnant.” Sora continued on, lazily twirling the butcher knife around her finger. “Said that you couldn’t wait until they arrived. You had always wanted kids, didn't you, Madara? But you’ve been with mostly men in your life and all the girls you have been with rarely got to fuck you! You’re such a paranoid, disgusting little rodent, Madara, and your offspring are even worse! I'm here to destroy all of you. I’ve waited for this moment for too long! Say goodbye, Madara!”
Madara was aware of his kids and the Senju screaming for Sora to stop, but judging by the agony that Madara felt as the butcher knife stabbed into his shoulder, he felt that it was safe to say Sora wouldn’t stop. He screamed out at the pain and, once the knife had penetrated his body for the twenty-third time, he lost all consciousness.
Madara had felt his eyes close and then it was all over.
--LINEBREAK--
“Uncle Tobi?” Obito rubbed his red, swollen eye, looking up from his spot on Tobirama’s lap in the hospital’s waiting room.
“Hmm?” The younger Senju stroked Obito’s hair gently.
“When will dad come out of the opererating room?” Obito asked sadly, not caring that he hadn’t said ‘operating’ correctly. “I want to see him…”
“I know you do, kiddo.” Tobirama ruffled Obito’s hair gently. “The doctors are looking after Madara right now and all we can do is hope for the best.”
Obito nodded, silent for a few moments. “Uncle Tobi…?”
“Yes?”
“When can we see Tobi?”
“After he gets his stitches and has his leg and arm fixed. We will go see him as soon as the doctor says we can, okay?”
Obito nodded. Last night had been so terrifying for him. He had witnessed his mother stabbing his father countless times. Even after Madara had collapsed, Sora had not stopped.
Sora had turned on her own kids next. Obito wasn’t hurt badly -- just a few bruises and small scrapes, but Tobi had his arm and leg broken and several new gashes to add to his scar collection.
Obito could remember a feeling of hope as Hashirama took down whoever was trying to kill him and rescued both of the boys. Police had arrived not long later and gained control of the situation.
Obito had wondered why no neighbours had come to help them, but Tobirama had gently explained that they would have been too scared which was understandable. He had accepted that and then asked why Sakumo didn't come, only to hear that he and Kakashi were out of town for a few days.
At least Sora and her friends had been caught and captured…
Tobirama frowned and hugged Obito tightly as the young boy burst into tears. Police had arrived to interview them but Tobirama quickly shooed them away for Obito. The poor child didn't need police sticking their nose into things so soon.
--LINEBREAK--
Two days later, Madara had his first visitors -- besides Hashirama who had stayed by his side the entire time. He tried to smile at Tobirama and his younger boy, but it was too painful.
“Tobi…” Madara moaned, addressing his boy. And then he realised that Obito wasn’t with them. He had begun to panic. “Where’s Obito?! Is he okay! Obito!”
“Madara!” Hashirama gently pushed Madara back down onto his back as he tried to sit up. “Shh… Obito is fine, okay? Tobirama just left him with Kakashi for today because he wasn’t ready to see you yet.”
Madara nodded and lay back down, closing his eyes in agony. He let out a loud groan. Hashirama was instantly by his side, tending to his every need.
Tobi sat down on a chair, heartbroken at seeing Madara like this. He kicked his legs back and forth through the air, staring at the floor. Did this happen to Madara because of him and Obito? That was what Sora had said.
“Daddy…?” Tobi whispered, tears brimming in his eyes. “Daddy, Tobi sorry! Honest!”
Madara wanted to have said something back to Tobi but he couldn’t -- he was so exhausted he had fallen back asleep. Tobi burst into tears at this and the younger Senju had to take him home. Tobi needed time to understand.
All Tobi knew was that his dad was hurting badly because he had tried to protect his children. In Tobi’s young mind, everything that had happened that night was his and Obito’s faults.
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