Save Us, Daddy | By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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--THREE MONTHS LATER—
“Tobirama, can I go over to Kakashi’s today?” Obito asked as he sat the dining table, waiting for his breakfast. “Kakashi reads books to me and then we play outside with Pakkun.”
Tobirama poured porridge into several bowls. He was silent until he placed one down in front of Obito. “After breakfast. Eat up.”
Obito nodded and ate quietly. He watched as Tobirama placed several more bowls down on the table before sitting down in front of one and eating. Tobi was still sleeping and Itachi and Sasuke were in the shower – Itachi was using Madara and Hashirama’s personal bathroom while Sasuke used the normal one.
“Tobiwama…” Tobi walked in through the door, wiping sleep out of his eyes. “Tobi still tired… What’s for bweakfast…?”
Tobirama smiled at Tobi’s cute baby talk. He picked the boy up and hugged him.
“You’re so cute when you’re tired, Tobi.” Tobirama cooed. He carried the boy over to the table and sat him in front of a bowl. “Porridge is what’s for breakfast. Eat up.”
Tobi nodded and yawned once more as he lifted the spoon to his lips. He ate slowly, still trying to wake up properly.
Itachi and Sasuke entered not long later. They sat down with the rest of the group, eating quietly.
“This is good.” Itachi smiled at the Senju. “Do you make porridge often, Tobirama-san?”
Tobirama shrugged. “Thanks. Sometimes I do. Obito-kun asked for porridge this morning so I made enough for everyone.”
“I like this…” Sasuke blushed, looking down at his bowl.
“I’m glad.” Tobirama smiled at the Uchiha.
Obito was the first to stand up and place his bowl in the sink. “I wanna go see Kakashi now!”
“Okay, Obito.” Tobirama was calm despite the bouncing Uchiha. “Let me finish my own breakfast and then I’ll take you there.”
“But Kakashi lives just next door!” Obito pointed out.
“And if I let you outside without supervision, Madara would have my hide.”
“I can take him…” Sasuke offered, looking down at his lap with a darker blush.
Tobirama raised an eyebrow at Sasuke. It wasn’t often the young Uchiha would volunteer to spend time with anyone other than his brother. “Are you sure, Sasuke-kun?”
Sasuke nodded. “Yes, sir… I don’t mind…”
“Would you like for me to come with you, Sasuke?” Itachi asked. He was like Madara in ways – he worried far too much about his brother and didn’t often leave him alone.
Sasuke nodded and grabbed his brother’s hand. “Is it okay if we come, Obito-kun?”
Obito nodded happily and continued bouncing up and down. “Yes!”
“Come, Sasuke.” Itachi smiled as he stood up. “Let us take our dear cousin to his friend.”
“Yay!” Obito cheered. He ran to the elder two and hugged them both. “Thanks!”
“He likes you guys.” Tobirama grinned.
Itachi smiled and the Senju and patted Obito’s head. “Come, Obito… Sasuke…”
-XX-
Madara had absolutely no idea of how long he had been in the hospital for, but he was so sick of it! He wanted to go home! Hashirama had been staying with him every day, but there was so much that Madara missed!
“What’cha thinking about, Madara?” Hashirama looked up from his book at the sound of Madara sighing.
Madara blushed and looked away. “I was… thinking of the things that I miss doing with you and the kids… How long have I been in here for, Hashi?”
Hashirama pulled his phone out of his pocket, checking the date. “About four months?”
Madara groaned and threw his head back onto his pillow. “Hashi, I want to go home…! I hate it here!”
“Madara, I know that you do, babe…” Hashirama put his book down on the bedside table. He sat on the bed beside Madara, leaning down to kiss him. “…But there’s nothing we can do… The doctors won’t let you come home, remember? I’ve tried and they always refuse.”
“Hashi, I want to make love again!” Madara sobbed. “And I want to play with my kids! And spend time with my nephews! I would even put up with your annoying brother! I just want to go home!”
Hashirama wiped the tears away from Madara’s face, stroking his hair in a soothing manner. “One day, Madara… One day…”
Madara sobbed softly before grabbing Hashirama’s hand. “Hashi… Do you think I’ll recover…?”
Hashirama glanced at Madara’s body. The Uchiha was nothing but skin wrapped tightly around his bones. The man’s body weight had depleted so much that even his muscles were gone. Madara was the definition of skin and bone.
“…” Hashirama looked away. He didn’t know what to say.
“But…” Madara whispered, taking Hashirama’s silence as a no. “…I want to play with my kids again… I love them…”
Hashirama hugged Madara tightly and listened to him cry. There was nothing that he could do for his lover. Not one damn thing.
-XX-
Kakashi, I want to play!” Obito whined pathetically as he and the Hatake sat on Kakashi’s bed. There was a book in Kakashi’s hand as the older male read. “I don’t want to read today! I want to play!”
Kakashi glared at Obito in annoyance. “Be patient. I want to find out how this book ends. Then we’ll play. Okay?”
Obito pouted and crossed his arms across his chest. He stuck his nose in the air in a stubborn way. “No! I want to play!”
“Idiot.” Kakashi said, flipping the page.
Obito gasped and his eye began watering. His bottom lip quivered.
Kakashi just realised his mistake. He knew that calling Obito names would upset him. He placed the book on the bedside table and wrapped his arms around the Uchiha.
“Obito, I’m sorry…” Kakashi said quietly, stroking the spiky black hair. “I’m sorry, I just forgot. Forgive me, Obito.”
Obito sniffed and wiped at his tears. “I’m sorry for crying, Kakashi… I’m just a big baby…”
“No, you’re not…” Kakashi smoothed down Obito’s hair before moving his hand to the Uchiha’s back to stroke it. “You just get upset easy…”
“That’s why I’m a baby!”
“No, Obito!” Kakashi hugged Obito. “No, you’re not! You’re not a baby at all! A baby wouldn’t put themselves between their brother and someone aiming to hurt him! You’ve done that many times! You’re strong, Obito!”
Sakumo poked his head into the bedroom. He looked worry. “Is everything alright in here, boys?”
“I made Obito cry again, Father…” Kakashi admitted.
Sakumo frowned before he entered the room and scooped Obito up into his arms. “Don’t cry, Obito – it’s alright. I’m sure that Kakashi didn’t mean whatever he said or did that upset you.”
Obito sobbed into Sakumo’s shoulder before eventually calming down and returning to the ground.
“I sowwy, Kakashi…” Obito sniffed. “I dun’ mind if we don’t pway today… I’ll wead books with you…”
Sakumo chuckled at Obito’s behaviour. The Uchiha was adorable when he was trying to charm his way out of trouble. Madara had once told him that Obito had learnt it from Tobi – who genuinely spoke like that when he was tired.
Kakashi smirked underneath his black mask that he always seemed to wear and handed a book to Obito. “Read this one, okay? And then we’ll go and play ninja again with Pakkun.”
Obito grinned and grabbed the book. “Okay, Kakashi! Can Pakkun be my ninja dog today?”
Sakumo laughed and headed back downstairs to finish off his hot cup of cocoa.
-XX-
The weekend was now over, and even though Obito had come down with a cold and was staying home from school, Tobi was reluctantly getting ready.
“Are you ready yet, Tobi?” Tobirama called as he knocked on the twins’ bedroom door.
“Almost!” Tobi called back as he buttoned up his shirt. “Tobi just has to put his pants on!”
Tobi heard footsteps walking away from his door as he grabbed his pants. He pouted at Obito.
“Why does Obito get to stay home from school but Tobi doesn't?” Tobi sulked.
“Because I’m sick, Tobi, and you’re not.” Obito poked his tongue out at his twin.
“Obito!” Tobi exclaimed loudly. “Leave Tobi alone!”
Obito stuck his tongue out again, making Tobi shout louder.
“What’s going on in here?” Tobirama opened the bedroom door, a frown on his face.
Tobi pointed at Obito. “Obito is being mean!”
“Obito, leave your brother alone. Tobi, put on your pants and meet me in the living room. We’re leaving in a few minutes.”
Tobi nodded. As soon as the door was closed again, he poked his tongue out at his brother.
-XX-
“How are you today, Tobi?” Zetsu asked as he held his friend on his lap that same day.
“Tobi is good.” Tobi smiled, nuzzling against Zetsu.
“Tobi, can I do something to you?” Tobi nodded and smiled once more. “Okay. Close your eyes, Tobi. It’s a surprise.”
Tobi did as he was told. When he felt warmth on his lips, he opened his eyes. He was surprised to find that Zetsu had his lips against his.
“Sheshu?” Tobi asked. His voice was muffled by Zetsu’s lips. “What ish Sheshu doing?”
“Shh…” Zetsu was so gentle, Tobi couldn’t possibly have felt afraid. “It’s nothing to fear…”
Zetsu lifted his hand to Tobi’s cheek. He caressed it gently, pulling away with a pleased smile.
“Tobi has never been kissed on the lips before…” Tobi smiled at Zetsu. He was so innocent. “Obito only kisses Tobi on the head and daddy kisses Tobi everywhere but his lips. Why did Zetsu kiss Tobi?”
Zetsu smiled and hugged Tobi tightly. “I love you, Tobi. I know you’re young, but I really do.”
Tobi looked up at Zetsu. “Tobi is sorry, Zetsu, but how old is he?”
Zetsu smiled. “Fourteen, Tobi. I repeated a few times, sweetie.”
Tobi giggled. “Tobi loves Zetsu! Tobi wants to go to Zetsu’s house tonight!”
Zetsu smiled. “Sure. Do you need to let anyone know?”
“Nope! Tobi is good!”
Zetsu smiled and hugged his friend again.
-XX-
“Where is he?” Tobirama looked at his watch. Tobi should’ve been at the car fifteen minutes ago. “Something better not have happened to him…”
Tobirama got out of the car and walked towards the school, worried that someone had hurt the Uchiha. He asked the first teacher he had seen if they knew where Tobi was.
“Uchiha? Oh, yes! He left with my student, Zetsu. Last I seen, they were heading towards the bus bays.”
“Thanks!” Tobirama was running back to his car. “I swear to god, if anything happens to Tobi…!”
Tobirama didn’t check for incoming traffic as he pulled out of the park. He narrowly avoided an accidently as spend down to the bus bays. Sure enough, there was Tobi with another boy.
Tobirama pulled the car over and stopped them. He looked angrily at Tobi.
“What are you doing, Tobi?” Tobirama snapped, glaring at both of the kids.
Tobi gulped and shrunk back behind Zetsu. “Tobi is going to his friend’s house…?”
“Why did you not tell me, Tobi?! I was worried something had happened to you!”
Tobi looked down at the ground and nodded. “It is Tobi’s fault… Tobi is sorry… Zetsu asked if Tobi should tell anyone and Tobi said no… Tobi was just excited…”
Tobirama’s expression softened – Tobi was opening up a lot to this kid. If Tobi was excited about going to a friend’s house by himself, then who was he to stop him? Madara would probably kill him later for not checking with the boy’s parents, but what Madara didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
Tobirama sighed and nodded. “I’m sorry, Tobi. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I was just worried. I don't want you boys walking through the streets alone. I’ll drive you. But don't tell your father, Tobi…”
Tobi cheered and hugged the Senju before grabbing Zetsu’s hand.
“Let’s go, Zetsu! Tobirama is letting Tobi stay! Can Tobi stay the night?! Please?!”
“Now that’s pushing it, Tobi!” Tobirama snapped.
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