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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
- 19-19
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“What are you doing, boys?” Tobirama asked the twins once he had found them lying on the floor of the living room, playing with paper and pencils.
“We’re making cards for dad!” Obito explained. “Maybe he’ll get better if we do.”
Tobirama shook his head sadly. “Kids, your dad is going to be in the hospital for a very long time. He can’t look after himself until he gets a surgery, but in order to get it, he needs his wounds to heal.”
“Why can’t daddy look after himself?” Tobi asked, tears forming in his onyx eyes. “What does Tobirama mean by that?”
“I mean that Madara has severe nerve damage and can’t move his legs or right arm. He’s relying on Hashi-nii and the nurses to feed and bathe him and do everything for him. Until he gets that surgery, he’s better off being in the hospital so that he can be looked after properly.”
“…Will daddy be okay…?” Tobi whispered. His eyes were wide with fear.
“…” Tobirama frowned. What could he say? “…We’ll see, kids… We’ll see…”
-XX-
“I’ve taken time off work to stay here with you, Madara.” Hashirama whispered to his younger lover after a snuggling session on the hospital bed.
Madara nodded silently. His eyes were closed, smiling as he enjoyed the warmth and comfort that Hashirama’s body gave him. He was silent for a few minutes more before he sighed, still unhappy with being in hospital. He had been there for a week already and he was so lonely.
“You miss your kids, don’t you?” Hashirama whispered, kissing the younger’s ear. He wasn’t surprised when Madara nodded. “Don’t worry – you’ll be out of here soon enough.”
Madara used his left hand to reach over and grip the Senju’s. He felt the older squeeze back.
“Hashi…” Madara whispered. His throat was so dry, it hurt. “Hashi, I want to see my kids…”
“I know that you do, Madara, but it upsets them to see you like this.” Hashirama brushed a few stray hairs out of Madara’s face. “Are you hungry?”
“Yes…”
“Okay, Madara. I’ll get you some food. What would you like?”
Madara shrugged with his left arm. Hashirama chuckled.
“Okay, love. I’ll go and see what I can find.”
Madara watched as the Senju left the hospital room. He lay back down on the bed, closing his eyes. He tried to remember what he had done to deserve this life of torture.
“Maybe my dad was right…” Madara whispered to himself, tearing up. “Maybe I am just meant to please everyone else in life… I must be worthless… Just a burden to others… Maybe I should die…”
Madara let a few tears leak past his eyes before he cried himself to sleep with those thoughts in mind.
-XX-
“When we get to Madara’s room, you have to be quiet, okay?” Tobirama said as he led the kids into the hospital just a few hours after Madara had fallen asleep. “Hashirama has rang me and said that Madara has been exhausted and crying. He thinks that seeing you guys will cheer him up.”
The twins nodded and held back their tears as they sauntered the seemingly never-ending walk to their father’s room.
After what had felt like years, Tobirama pushed Madara’s door open, finding Hashirama and a nurse gathered around the Uchiha’s bed. Madara was screaming and thrashing, jerking away from every touch.
The twins gasped and started to bawl their eyes out when they saw this. Tobirama quickly pulled them away from the room, closing the door with a loud slam. Madara’s screams could still be heard.
“Kids…” Tobirama sounded stern now, concern crossing his face in the form of narrowed eyes and a large frown. “Kids, you are to stay outside and not come in until someone gets you. Is that clear?”
“What is wrong with daddy?!” Tobi sobbed, ignoring the question. “Daddy!”
Tobirama knew that he couldn’t answer that question. He opened the door to the hospital room, slipping inside and closing the door in the kids’ faces without so much as a goodbye.
“Hashi!” Tobirama called, running to his brother’s side. “Hashi, what’s wrong with him?”
Hashirama blinked back tears before turning to his brother. “I don’t know! He was sleeping and then he woke up and started freaking out!”
“Madara-san!” The nurse was calling out, trying to restrain Madara’s flailing arm. “Madara-san, calm down! Calm down, Uchiha-san!”
The two Senju were helpless to watch as Madara had some sort of attack. Two nurses rushed into the room, carrying a tray of syringes. One of them grabbed a huge syringe and forced it into Madara’s arm, releasing a blue liquid into the man.
Madara stopped thrashing and laid down in a slightly-calm manner, staring at everyone with wide, fearful eyes as his chest heaved with panicked breaths.
“Madara…?” Hashirama whispered. Tears fell slowly down his cheeks as he grabbed the Uchiha’s hand and held it tightly. “What happened…?”
Madara had tears of his own falling. He shrugged. “I don’t know… I just… got scared…”
With that said, Madara soon fell back into a fitful sleep.
-XX-
“How are you boys doing?” Madara asked his kids the next day. The twins were sitting on the bed with him, each boy holding one of Madara’s hands while the older Uchiha leaned against the headboard of the bed. “Having fun with Tobirama?”
The boys nodded, looking down at the ground.
“Yes, daddy, but it’s funner with you…” Tobi whispered sadly, leaning forward to curl up against Madara’s chest.
“Yeah…” Obito agreed.
“Well, I’ll –“ Madara was interrupted by his hospital door opening.
“Who are they?” Hashirama asked from his seat beside the hospital bed. He was staring at two teenage boys who looked a lot like the three Uchiha in the room.
One boy looked like he could be close to eighteen. His hair was a dark greyish-black colour tied back in a loose ponytail. He wore a black shirt with a matching black jacket and grey trousers.
The younger boy was clinging to the older one. He looked nervous. His eyes were wide and stared around the room at everyone. His hair spiked up at the back while bangs hung down, framing his face. He had a red shirt and, like the elder one, wore a black jacket.
Madara studied the two for a moment before he smiled. “Is that you, nephew?”
The older boy nodded and smiled slightly in return. “Uncle Madara. It’s been a long time.”
Madara chuckled and nodded before turning to face Hashirama. “They are my two nephews, Itachi and Sasuke. Kids, these two are your older cousins.”
“Hi, uncle…” The younger boy – Sasuke – spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. He hid behind the older one, blushing.
Madara smiled. “My, my, Sasuke – I haven’t seen you since you were a baby. You sure have grown into a fine young man, haven’t you? And you, Itachi… You are a beautiful young man. I never expected less from you.”
Itachi’s smile widened slightly as he grabbed Sasuke’s hand, pulling the younger into view. “Who are your friends, uncle?”
“Oh, this is my partner, Senju Hashirama.” Madara gazed over at his lover with shining eyes.
“Pleased to meet you.” Itachi bowed respectfully to the Senju before gesturing to Sasuke. “This is my otouto, Sasuke. He’s shy, so please do forgive him.”
Hashirama bowed back, smiling. “It’s a pleasure, Itachi-kun. How are you, Sasuke-kun?”
Sasuke blushed darker and hid behind his brother again.
“G-good…” Sasuke stuttered.
“Are these my little cousins?” Itachi smiled at the two boys were currently burrowed into Madara in an attempt to hide themselves.
“Yes. This is Obito, and this little guy is Tobi.”
“Hello.” Itachi spoke in a kind manner, reaching out to pet their heads affectionately. The kids were reluctant to allow the contact but they didn’t complain.
“Hi…” The twins whispered back.
Obito – the braver of the two twins – spoke next. “How old are you two…?”
“I’m eighteen and Sasuke is thirteen. What about you?”
“N-nine…”
Madara used his good arm to hug his kids before he reached out to Sasuke and Itachi. He pulled them into individual hugs, kissing their foreheads.
“Why are you two here?” Madara whispered. “I thought that the others considered me dead…”
“They do, but I don’t.” Itachi smiled. “And Sasuke has only ever seen you once as a baby – I wanted him to meet the uncle who showered me in affection.”
“How did you know I was here?”
“I heard someone talking about it at work. They noticed me and asked if I was related to you. They then mentioned that you were here so I left and picked Sasuke up from school.”
Madara beamed at his two nephews. “I’m glad that I can see you two. I missed you, Itachi, and I wanted to watch Sasuke grow up.”
Itachi nodded and helped Sasuke up onto the bed, allowing the younger to sit down. Madara laughed as Sasuke yawned and curled up against his brother, closing his eyes.
“He had a late night.” Itachi explained, stroking his brother’s hair.
Madara smiled brightly. “I can see that you really love your brother, Itachi.”
“Well, I have to. Mother and Father aren’t around any longer, so someone has to love him.”
Madara nodded in agreement. His older brother, Fugaku, and sister-in-law had been murdered when Itachi was thirteen. Ever since then, the two had been on their own and left to fend for themselves – no one wanted two mentally-damaged children who had witnessed a murder.
Madara looked at Hashirama for a few seconds before looking back at his nephews. He grinned.
“You can stay with us.” Madara grinned at the idea. “I would love to catch up with you two – we’ve missed so much time together. And it’ll be a stable environment for you two. It’ll be good for Sasuke, too.”
Itachi smiled and nodded, gripping his brother’s hand tightly. “We will do that, Uncle. Sasuke deserves so much more than what I can barely provide for him. Thank you for your generosity.”
“You both deserve the best.” Madara whispered, wrapping his two children up in his hold. “Now go home and let Sasuke rest in a proper bed.”
Itachi nodded and picked his brother up. He listened to Madara’s directions to his home before leaving.
Madara turned to face Hashirama. He smiled brightly. “You will love them. I know that you will.”
“I’m sure I will.” Hashirama agreed, standing up to kiss his lover. “They’re both beautiful. They must love you a lot.”
“They do… and I love them…”
The two twins shuddered at the sounds of wet kisses right next to their ears. They whined loudly, pulling up their father’s hair.
“Daddy, it sounds gross!” Tobi whined. “Stop kissing!”
Hashirama laughed and pulled away. “Okay, okay – I’m sorry.”
Madara smiled. His day had just improved so much more than he ever could have imagined.
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