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grimnisdottir · 1 year

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If it is not too troublesome I would love if you could write me even small snippet of Madatobi or Indratobi or all three together for this kind of idea:

Fantasy themed sorry if you dont do those!

Tobirama finds an old scroll, which he hear about from his parents or granparents(?) Or elders in clan you can decide if it is ninja world or modern. He decides to take it back to his own apartment to look at it properly. And study it.

He gets to go back to apartment and he accidentally summons creature/s from it.

Hi!

I hope this satisfies!

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The thing about old family magicks was that it always meant something could go wrong. His mother made him swear not to touch the scroll, not unless he was prepared. Prepared for what? His mother never explained, and his father always just looked amused but never said a word.

Sighing, Tobirama taps the desk to the rhythm of some song that’s ringing in his brain. An ear twitches at the phantom sound, and his tail swings back and forth. He stares at the scroll.

It stares back.

Grumbling, he gives in to the urge and cracks the seal with a thumb, drawing blood. The old paper unravels over the desk, indigo lettering glowing lightly across the page.

Nothing else happens, and Tobirama’s interest flatlines. Groaning, the leopard rubs the bridge of his nose. He wanted the scroll to have something scientifically interesting. Perhaps information that would help his current study of time-space magic.

“Useless,” he mumbles as he gets up to head to his chest of old scrolls, twisting a wrist with a spell on his lips. The trunk opens, and several scrolls lift into the air. Humming, he picks through the offerings, but nothing catches his interest for now. Except for a groan, and a wash of magic erupts behind him.

Spinning around, he sees the magic twist and dance. It creates a beautiful sequence of numbers before water weighs in on his apartment. Fire follows, earth than air, and finally, a burst of light forces him to close his eyes lest he goes blind.

Magic dances on his skin playfully as if saying hello, and eventually, he gains the ability to open his eyes.

A winged man sits on his desk, a smirk dancing on his lips, and Tobirama feels the battle instincts kick in. This intruder will die.

“My, my, if it isn’t a snow leopard that’s a mage. Talented one too.” They speak with a voice deep as any ocean.

Tobirama’s tail flicks once in irritation but doesn’t move much after. Whoever this stranger was would be dead soon enough. If not by his magic circles, then by his hand.

“Get out,” he demands cooly, water pooling at his fingertips ready to drown and pull should he need to. However, the curious side of him calls Tobirama to stay his hand.

The stranger, with long dark hair, wings as dark as night, and delighted red eyes, simply smirks. Immediately his curiosity quiets, and water once again comes at his call with bits of lightning this time.

“Easy, it’s just been a while since a Hatake called. Not even a Senju. Your blood is strong, and I answered the call,” they say with their voice gaining a melodic tone.

Words of power, Tobirama notes, and slowly he relaxes.

“And may I ask the name of the one who answered my call?”

He didn’t call anyone, but he didn’t understand the writing on the scroll. No worries. He’ll deal with the consequences and remove it should this stranger become a threat.

“I am Madara,” they answer from their spot on his desk. “-and I’m your familiar.”

Tobirama scowls. Now he knows why his father always smirked. Familars were forever.

#madara uchiha #mdtb #madatobi #senju tobirama #fantasy #ask and you shall receive #idk what this is #it’s unedited #I wrote it on my phone please be kind #or not idc

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hitodama3 · 3 years

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Juubi Tobirama & Soul bond AU

Soul Bond Au Concept:

Everyone has strings coming from their hearts that connect to other people. They are connections of love. Though it can be any kind of love; romantic, platonic, familial, etc.

The more you love someone/thing the thicker and more visible the bond is.

In the past people thought these bonds proved you had a soul, because how could someone have a soul if they didn't love a single person?

They snap due to the death of one of the individuals with the bond, if one side betrayal the other in a way that hurts them so deeply for at least one moment they can not feel a single ounce of love for the other, or it will gradually split apart and snap if the feelings fading away over time.

A snapped bond hangs like a cut thread from the chest for as long as the owner thinks about the other. If they move on the thread will eventually fade away from visibility.

The broken bond does leave a mark on your soul even if it has faded from view. The bonds branch our from the soul like strings from a yarn ball. So when they are cut they unravel a bit of the soul and leave a hole.

This hole cannot heal naturally even if the person moves on it can only be replaced, or over time the opening will be carefully patched over (if the owner truly moves on), but the hole on the inside will remain.

Broken bonds cause physical pain to the owner, so society places high importance on the bonds. Parents warn their children to be careful who they bond with because they have to be wary of broken bonds and the pain they cause, because eventually if you get to many holes your soul will unravel, and it kills you.

The cause of death due to having too many holes in a person's soul is called unraveling.

People don't care if you have less bonds but only if the ones you have are thicker to account for the lack of multiple bonds. It's uncommon for anyone to have less than three bonds. At least one really strong and two weaker ones. So people with less than three are judged heavily by society.

Those with many thick bonds are considered very loving and are looked on well by society.

Those with no bonds or broken bonds are considered soulless and are pariah, while those who only have broken bonds are looked at in pity or disgust because only those who have lost everything or are criminals should only have broken bonds.

Below is finally the Tobirama part of this post. ⬇️

Okay so now that I've spent an age explaining the bond concept here's the Tobirama part of the concept.

Tobirama as a child started off with the familial bonds like most children. He has six bonds: Butsuma, his Mom, Hashirama, Kawarama, Itama, and Touka.

He did not have thick bonds from the beginning with his father. It thinned, frayed, and snapped the first time he hit Kawarama or Itama.

He had a thick bond with his mother.

He had thick bonds with Kawarama and Itama. He would never admit to having a favorite but Itama's was slightly thicker.

He used to have a thick bond with Hashirama but since the river it started to fray over time before finally snapping the first time Hashirama told him he was nothing but a tool to end an argument.

Touka's grew thicker over time and by the time the clan war's are ending is his only remaining bond.

Tobirama never gained any platonic or friend based bonds because due to his coloring and attitude was isolated by his clan. Tobirama lost two agemate playmates this way. Parents driving them away from with frowns, grimaces, and whispers of demon. Leaving him with two holes in his soul.

Clansmen made a game of seeing if young Tobi would bond with them to break it on purpose. It started as an order from Butsuma to make him a better weapon then became a game. This occurred three times before he noticed the pattern and closed himself off because he now had another three holes in his soul.

Tobirama had gained five holes in his soul by the time Itama died at the hands of his clansmen and no longer trust them to make bonds. The breaking of his familial bonds except Touka leave him with ten holes in his heart.

For this AU ten is an extreme number and most people would have unraveled at this point, but Tobirama is stubborn and keeps going.

Tobirama gets two more from people he's gotten close to on missions he was unable to protect or save. With twelve holes in his soul Touka is heavily concerned for her 'brother', but he's sent out on another mission where he gets close to a child and develops a bond with them only for them to die, enemy-nin or illness you decide.

Tobirama knows after that last snap at unlucky number thirteen that he's going to unravel. He informs the elder council who give him one last suicide mission for him to die on and benefit the Senju one last time.

On that mission he encounters Kurama and impresses him. Kurama seeing the damage decides that finders keepers and if they can't take care of the pale kit then the kit is his now.

Tobirama gains a bond filling in the place of his father's bond.

Matatabi gets enlisted to go check on Kurama by the other bijuu since he hasn't been seen in ages, and is impressed by the kitten Kurama has adopted and decides to stay and help nurse the kitten back to help, because she doesn't trust Kurama to not kill the human kitten.

Tobirama gains a bond filling in the place of his mother's bond.

Overtime Tobirma befriends each of the bijuu and they fill in his bonds. Then the gods check on their children to see why they've congregated and see the human packed to the brim with thick familial bonds with their children. And decide what can they do but except his as family as well.

Here are the bond relations I imagine.

Grandmentor: Susanoo (Water god)

Grandmother: Ameratsu (Fire goddess)

Grandfather: Tsukuyomi (The *Actual* moon god)

Godfather: The Shinigami

Annoying Aunt/Uncle: Shukaku

Mentor: Isobu

Friend: Son Goku

Brothers x 3 to replace Hashirama, Kawarama, and Itama: Kokuo, Saiken, Gyuki

Excitable cousin: Chomei (wind chakra)

After getting bonds with all of the chakra beasts Tobirama becomes a pseudo Juubi. Closer to the wolf form we all headcannoned before learning about the god tree shenanigans.

While Tobirama is getting a new family, back in Senju and Uchiha land. When Tobirama was sent out on a suicide mission the council sent Touka out on a year long mission because they knew she'd become rabid if she found out what they did. Hashirama unable to run the compound as efficiently without Touka and Tobirama loses ground against the Uchiha. Supplies, contracts, and shinobi start dropping without the two their to manage it. Hashirama asks the council about their whereabouts and is told they are both on long term critical missions.

The good thing about the Senju loosing ground and numbers is the Uchiha gain it. So that the two clans are more on equal terms and relaxes the Uchiha into agreeing to a cease fire. The Uchiha have spies in court that have seen Touka so they know where she's been for a year, but no one has seen Tobirama so they assume he's dead.

Once they start planning the village Madara offers his condolences for the death of Hashirama's last brother, and oblivious sub!optimal Hashirama states Tobi's not dead and goes to grab his soul bond and notices it gone, pats around his chest frantically and doesn't find a snapped soul bond, only for Mito to tell him confused he doesn't know that his bond with Tobirama snapped over a year ago.

Hashirama is horrified, and finds out about the suicide mention and Tobirama's unraveling from the elders, and frantically goes searching for him.

Only to find a healthy, happy, choke full of soul bonds Tobirama surrounded by gods and monsters that are pissed about his prior treatment.

And this could all be shortened backstory for a very lovely Tobirama x (someone but we all know I prefer Madara or Indra).

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wtrwants · 4 years

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Happy Birthday! @amyrallis from our local resident scientists! And yes indeed they do bond over dissecting (already dead) critters & creating forbidden jutsu while they’re at it.

#tobirama #Tobirama Senju #Senju Tobirama #indra otsutsuki #naruto #tobindra #IndraTobi #ootsutsuki indra #morbid friendships amiright

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vyrett · 1 year

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they would marry just to get a divorce

#naruto #indra #indra otsutsuki #tobirama #tobirama senju #tobiindra #tobindra #indratobi

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yr666yaoiman · 1 year

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Can’t stop thinking abt this au

#naruto #tobirama senju #tobirama #hashirama senju #hashirama #madara uchiha #madara #indra #indra otsutsuki #indratobi #tobiindra #hashimada #madahashi #mdtb are tired #yr666yaoimanart

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sarcasticfoxy · 1 year

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Tobirama? For that ask game ^^)

Ohohoho this is gonna be fun xD

So first my NOTP for Tobirama. I gotta say TobiHashi as that just doesn't click with me. Or ButsuTobi either. Others are discussible. KagamiTobirama too sorry about that ^^"

second one was BROTP and I gotta say it is either Izuna, Touka or Mito. The crazy sheningans I can make him do with these characters is just awesome.

My OTP is MadaTobi ofc ;)

second option would be either IndraTobi or MadaIzuTobi

Ah fluffy pairing would be madatobi xD I wanna see them being soft with each other!!

Angsty pairing is either MadaTobi or IndraTobi. It is just way too easy to do with them

Ahaha I think i answered the polyship already saying MdIzTb xD but yeah that one. I could go with IndraMadaraTobirama too.

My weirdest pairing for them... hmm I haven't really thought about it but maybe with minato? xD Or kaguya.

#sarcasticfoxy answers #ask game #answer for ask game #senju tobirama #tobirama senju

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blackberreh-art · 2 years

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Red Sun Rising Chapter 3 has been posted!

If you like crack ships, eldritch abominations and fantasy AUs, go give it a read~~

#berreh speaks #red sun rising #tobindra #indratobi #my writing #ill see if i can get some art done for it later....

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crystallized-shadow · 3 years

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Follow Up For: Day 7 Pairing: Indra/Tobirama, Madara/Hashirama Rating: T Word count: 774 Original Prompt: “I don't deserve to be loved."

Follow the link or read it under the cut!

Their marriage had been a quiet affair consisting of only their brothers and the Uchiha elder Indra had selected to marry them. Hashirama had wanted to make it a big affair, claiming a marriage between the founding clans was a huge deal and needed to be treated as such. Several glares from Tobirama and Indra, plus a rather graphic threat about his future sex life from Madara had quickly quieted Hashirama down. In the end, Tobirama and Indra had gotten their way, and none of the village even knew about it. The Senju clan weren’t even sure what had happened to Tobirama, all they knew was one day he’d left the compound and hadn’t returned, but Hashirama wasn’t worried.

Hashirama had noticed a very pleasant change in his brother since Tobirama had gone to live with the Uchiha. Sure it had hurt to let his last brother leave the house, but the lack of tension constantly set in Tobirama’s shoulders was worth it to Hashirama. He knew the majority of his clan thought he was just a bumbling buffoon, but they seemed to forget Hashirama was hailed as the God of Shinobi and they never saw through his act. He wasn’t blind to the way his clansmen had treated his otouto, but there was little he could do as clan leader since no one ever physically hurt Tobirama. Hashirama had been worried when Indra started spending more time with his otouto, but Madara had explained that Indra truly had feelings for the albino and he’d be sleeping on the couch for a month if he dared interfere with Indra’s courting. In the end, Hashirama was glad he’d listened to his lover and let Indra marry his otouto.

“Looks like the freak finally came out of hiding,” one of the Senju that’s always hated Tobirama mutters to his group when he sees Tobirama waiting outside the Academy one day, knowing that the albino can hear him.

“His keeper properly got tired of him,” one of the women sneers.

“With his looks I’m surprised anyone wanted him.”

“Maybe they were blind.”

As the Senju laugh among themselves, Tobirama tunes out the cruel comments, too used to hearing them already. Instead of paying his former clanmates any attention, he focuses on how he should broach the topic that’s been on his mind lately to Indra.

“Tobira-sensei!” The familiar voice breaks Tobirama out of his thoughts just as a small body slams into his legs.

“Kagami,” Tobirama chuckles, picking the child up in one swift movement, making the boy giggle, “I didn’t think your last class got done so early.”

“It usually doesn’t,” Kagami grins, “but Shishou let us leave early!”

“Shishou?” Tobirama repeats, because he knew Indra didn’t teach a class at the Academy.

“Hikaku got called away on a last second mission,” Indra says, walking over to Tobirama and Kagami, feeling the annoying Senju’s giddy eyes on his back; clearly they were expecting him to lash out at Tobirama for daring to touch an Uchiha child.

“Shishou’s gonna be our sensei all week!” Kagami exclaims, his whole body vibrating with excitement, “and he told me a secret!”

“He did?” Tobirama asks with a raised eyebrow, looking from Kagami’s joyous expression to the devious smirk on Indra’s face. “What did he say?”

“You’re my Tou-chan now!”

Tobirama’s eyes widen in surprise as he stares at Indra, who just smiles as he pulls Tobirama close. “Surprise koibito,” Indra chuckles, kissing Tobirama’s temple.

“Thank you,” Tobirama mutters, his smile nearly splitting his face in half as he hugs Kagami and Indra close.

Indra hugs Tobirama back, before he steers his husband away from the Senju openly gaping at them. “Let’s go home,” he suggests, leading his family back to the Uchiha compound.

“Did you hear that Madara!?” Hashirama exclaims behind the group of Senju, startling them. “We’re uncles!”

“Half of the village heard you,” Madara mutters, rolling his eyes at his lover. Instead he focuses on the 4 Senju that had been making fun of Tobirama. “Tobirama is an Uchiha now,” he states, “and we Uchiha protect our own.”

“Isn’t that wonderful news?” Hashirama asks, clapping his clanmates on their shoulders just a little too hard.

“Of course Hashirama-sama,” one of the Senju mutters as the four quickly make themselves scarce.

“Cowards,” Madara huffs as he lets Hashirama pull him close.

“We should adopt too!” Hashirama declares and Madara just shoves the giant lump into the nearest wall.

“We’re not even married,” Madara points out, walking away from the mess he’d just made.

“I can change that!” Hashirama calls after, brushing off the rubble as he chases after Madara.

#Crystal writes #drabble a day sequel #indratobi #hashimada #indra otsutsuki #tobirama senju #madara uchiha #hashirama senju #au where indra is madara's older brother #tobirama marries into the uchiha clan #tobirama was bullied by the senju growing up #now they are afraid of mads and indra getting back at them #kagami uchiha #tobirama adopts kagami

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messier-47 · 1 year

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Absolution Ch. 4

Indra and Tobi have a heart to heart and cock in hand moment

There's a wedding to be had! What could possibly make this better?! Maybe Indra consummating his marriage with Tobirama on top the altar and Madara is forced to watch?

#my content #absolution #madatobi #madatobiindra #indratobi #indra #tobirama #madara #naruto

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emilx311 · 3 years

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*pops out of hiding and waves shyly* Hi, yes, I am alive. Yes this is an actual chapter. Yes I am sorry, if you want some idea of what the past couple years have been like for me check out my pinned post “life update”, though long story short I got a job as a night auditor at a hotel and am now half running the hotel (I am not supposed to be, I did not sign up for this, all I did was be present and competent). I apologize in advance, I actually really debated changing the contents of this chapter since I thought the long wait was enough angst for you lot, but my brain refused to provide any other ideas for advancing the plot but this one (which was the plan for this chapter back when I first began it in 2019). *phases back in to hiding*

Chapter can be read below the cut or on AO3

Tobirama spends hours there on his knees, paying for his kin and listening for anything outside that might suggest the battle’s end. It seems the longest few hours he was ever lived, which is saying something coming from him who has spent much of his life left behind and waiting. He wants to scratch off his own skin, tear himself apart until he is able to get the damned cuff off and run to his family. Logically he knows that he wouldn’t be able to help them even if he was still back at the Senju compound, but logic has no place in the fear and dread he feels. Here he is, caged and useless while those he loves fight for him. He has not felt so helpless since he was a child forced to watch as his brothers went off one by one to fight a war he was banned from. He can still see their backs as they exited the compound, one after another younger and weaker than him and yet deemed less of a liability. It is a visceral reminder of why he hates the Uchiha so much, of what he is fighting for, of what is at stake.

It is this reminder that keeps him still, keeps him from doing anything reckless. Much as he longs to scream, to run, to cause damage and death, he knows that doing so would only hurt his cause and thus the ones he loves more. He would only cause himself to be labelled as dangerous, rebellious, a risk-or worst of all they might even deduce his clan status, the one secret he needs to keep above all others. He’d end up even more locked away than he already was, under tighter guard and more powerful seals, denied even the slight freedoms he has now-the freedoms he needs if he is ever to escape. No, he will not allow his emotions to control him the way he longs to; instead, he tempers his feelings and uses them to fuel his resolve. He will do whatever he has to in order to make it back to his family.

When he hears the ringing of bells and the clamour of rushing feet an underminable time later he finally forces himself to stand. He meticulously washes his face to clear away all evidence of his few furious tears and then settles himself on the futon. He closes his eyes and focusses on regulating his breathing, projecting an illusion of clam and tranquility. If he has his way the Uchiha will assume he’d been meditating throughout the lockdown.

While careful to maintain his calm demeanor on the outside, he still burns on the inside. Never has he felt so cut-off from the world as he does now. Before he has, at least, always had the reassurance of his sensing, of being able to reach out and feel his brothers and their conditions even if he couldn’t be there with them. Now the cuff on his wrist had cut him off from even that bit of comfort, leaving him utterly bereft. He’d never felt as weak and pathetic as he did at present-not even when, as a child, he’d been told he would never, could never, be allowed to join the rest of his kin on the battlefield, not because of his skill but because of the colour of his eyes. Hating the helpless feeling, Tobirama resolves to double his efforts to find a way around the cuff just as a great cheer rose from outside, followed by a sudden sharp, profound silence.

Tobirama feels the burning inside his chest turn to ice. Terror the likes of which he’d only felt that fateful day facing Madara and Izuna filled him. Such a reaction from the Uchiha can only mean that something must have happened-something dramatic and significant. The suspense, the not knowing burrows into him like a thousand senbon needles stabbing into his skin. Whatever has happened will affect him, even if it was good for his clan, it may very well end up being bad for him personally. Still, as much as he hates it there is nothing he can do about it at present, not until he is given more information and very possibly not even then-not without damning himself.

Luckily for Tobirama’s sanity, Indra stumbles into his room less than an hour later. The brunette seems oddly disheveled, especially given he had not even been part of the day’s battle. His hair was in disarray, as though he’d been tugging on it, his eyes clothing slightly dusty and his eyes wide and unfocused, as though not actually seeing any of what was in front of him. In fact, Tobirama realized quickly, the Uchiha did not really seem to be taking anything in at all. Mentally he was not present with Tobirama, his demeanor that of someone in a profound state of shock and behaving as though he were in a trance.

“Indra?” Tobirama asked softly, his concern growing as the other does not respond, and in fact shows no sign of even having heard him.

“Indra??” He tries again, slightly louder, while grabbing the Uchiha’s hand. This, thankfully, seems to do the trick and jolt the other back to the present.

“Bright-eyes?” Indra chokes out before suddenly dropping to his knees in front of Tobirama, pulling the albino to himself with a soft cry and burying his face in to thick white hair.

The Uchiha was shaking, Tobirama noticed distantly as his mind scrambled to guess what could have happened that would have affected Indra so deeply. From what Tobirama had seen of him, Indra did care deeply for his clan as a whole, and as such would do his best for any he considered to be a member of that clan, but he did not display very much personal or individual attachment to most members. Given that, for Indra to be reacting like this meant that whatever had happened it had to involve someone close to him, likely either his father Tajima or his brothers. But, if something had happened to a member of the head family, why had there initially been cheering? It made no sense to him.

Knowing he would get no answers until Indra got calmed down, Tobirama loosened his stiff posture and wrapped his arms around the Uchiha. He then brought one of his hands up and began stroking the other’s long brown hair. The pair stayed like this for several long minutes as Tobirama’s anxiety grew and Indra calmed. When the Uchiha finally starts to pull away, Tobirama carefully schools his face until the only emotion showing is slight concern, which Tobirama hopes Indra will assume is due to the state the Uchiha was in. (Tobirama hates that this is not entirely false, that he is even the slightest bit effected by seeing the other in pain. It is not much, but even a little is too much given his position.)

“I’m sorry about that bright-eyes, I’m no usually so…emotional” Indra apologized, looking rather sheepish.

“It’s alright” Tobirama assures him, and after a brief hesitation dares to ask, “what happened?” The question causes a flash of pain to flicker over Indra’s face and Tobirama tells himself he feels no remorse for causing it. “If I am allowed to know” the albino hurries to add, making sure to keep up the polite, well-mannered façade he had settled in to. He has too much at stake to break character now, especially not for news he can likely learn just by listening around the compound in the next few days.

“No, no-news will reach you soon enough anyway. Besides, the blessed are equal members of the clan, and as such are privy to the same information as any other Uchiha would be.” Indra assures him and Tobirama has to bite his tongue once again to keep from expressing his disbelief. Instead, he simply cocks his head at Indra in an invitation for him to elaborate, which the Uchiha thankfully does.

“Today’s battle with the Senju was far worse than usual” Indra begins, “according to those who were there the Senju, to a man, seemed enraged. Far beyond the usual level of distaste and hatred brought out by seeing an old foe for yet another battle. No one is quite certain why, but in any case, they fought like men possessed, especially the clan head and his sons. Father was unprepared for the onslaught; he was cut down by Senju Butsuma.” Tobirama notices that Indra says his father’s name with the same harsh tones his family use when they speak the names of the Uchiha. It is hardly a surprise, though it is a painful reminder that Indra is only kind to him because he does not know Tobirama’s true identity. Still, Tobirama allows his shock to show on his face, it is real enough, but lets absolutely nothing else slip through. Tajima’s death is a huge advantage for the Senju, but he does not know what it will mean for him, trapped as he was here, with the Uchiha.

Tobirama opens his mouth to convey his, utterly false, condolences when Indra continues, “Butsuma’s sword went straight through his heart, but father has never been the type to simply slay down and allow his death. With his last breath father managed to stab Butsuma in turn, well into the stomach.” Tobirama is frozen, too shocked to react. He knows what Indra has not said, what the Uchiha does not need to say-a wound of the type his father took is guarantied to be fatal. His father is dead, oh his heart may yet beat but he will not last longer than a day or two, and, much as Tobirama wants to lash out at the Uchiha in front of him (the son of his father’s murderer) while his guard is so far down, he cannot. If he ever wants to get home to the rest of his family, to his brothers and Touka, he cannot show any reaction to this news. It burns, the knowledge he cannot mourn the father who loved him and likely went to his death thinking Tobirama dead and blaming himself for it, for letting his son leave the safety of their clan compound. It is yet another knife in his heart, another injury at the Uchiha’s hands, and another thing to fuel his determination to escape.

“So, what will happen now?” Tobirama asks, as he realizes the silence has begun to stretch on for too long to be normal, his tone utterly even. It is an important question, the death of a clan head can lead to a lot of changes both outside, and especially, inside a clan. In a perfect world the next Uchiha head would be against, and perhaps even abolish, their tradition of keeping the blessed trapped and caged within their compound. But, Tobirama holds no hope of that, not knowing as he did that the tradition went back generations, perhaps even since the founding of the clan, and as such is deeply, deeply ingrained into the Uchiha culture. Almost as ingrained as their war with his clan, and there has certainly been no signs of that coming to an end anytime soon. Besides that, from what he knows Madara is the heir, and Madara was one of the ones to capture him and bring him back here. Additionally, Madara and Indra were raised together, and Indra has certainly shown nothing but support for the tradition.

“Madara will take father’s place as the head of our clan. He has been being prepared for this for years, since we all knew this day would come sometime. It shouldn’t be too difficult a transition, especially since the Senju will not be in a position to try and take advantage of it. Very little should change in the daily running of the clan, or of the compound, including your day-to-day life” Indra tells him, confirming most of Tobirama’s thoughts and assumptions about the situation.

“Well,” Indra corrects, “that is not entirely true. With all the responsibilities and duties Madara will now have to take on he will need more of my time and help than he has before, especially since I am now the de facto heir until he is able to have children. Because of this I won’t be able to spend as much time with you.” Tobirama allows his grimace to show on his face. Without Indra to accompany him he’d either be restricted to his rooms, or at least the house, or he would be assigned a new guard to follow him around, neither of which sounded particularly pleasant to him.

Being stuck in the house would mean putting all his current plans and efforts on hold. He would be unable to examine the compound, try to determine guard schedules, observe the shinobi and learn their weaknesses, or continue with his research into the cuff and its seals. Being assigned a different guard would mean he could continue with these things, but it posed several annoying issues of its own. While whoever they stuck him with was likely to be less powerful than Indra was, they would also be a complete unknown. With Indra he at least knew the other’s fighting style to an extent, knew how the other thought and how to act and react according to and around him in order to minimize suspicion. Having to redetermine all this for a new individual and alter his actions based off that would be, as the Nara said, a drag, and he was not looking forward to having to do so.

“Going to miss me bright-eyes?” Indra asks, grinning at the albino’s expression.

“You’re tolerable to have around I suppose” Tobirama allows, to the Uchiha’s happiness.

“Quite the compliment, coming from you” Indra teases, enjoying the way it makes the other’s nose wrinkle.

“I’ve just gotten used to you, that’s all” Tobirama says, making the Uchiha laugh.

“I am told I grow on people” he comments, causing Tobirama to roll his eyes.

“Not like I had a choice, you being around all the time-not that that will be an issue for much longer” the albino snarks, unsurprised to see Indra’s eyes flash with irritation. “It shouldn’t be too hard to get used to whoever is sent to replace you” he adds, unable to keep himself from stoking the Uchiha’s fire and rewarded with a jealous growl from the other.

“Perhaps, but I doubt you will have the chance to find out” the brunette snaps, and Tobirama worries he has pushed too far. He opens his mouth to apologize-anything to make sure he won’t be forced to spend the foreseeable future trapped and alone in these four walls, but Indra holds up a hand to stop him before he can.

“I’m sorry bright-eyes, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just stressed-this seemed to come out of nowhere, and I’m annoyed that so much of my time with you is likely to be taken away for the coming weeks, but I know it must be equally stressful for you. You have only been here for a few weeks after all, and have barely gotten used to me and now this. It is no surprise you would dislike the idea of having to go back to being constantly around what essentially amounts to a complete stranger would be upsetting to you, and that that upset would cause you to lash out slightly the way you did” Indra says soothingly and honestly.

Tobirama is once again surprised by how insightful, intelligent, and even empathetic the other could be. He mourns, as he has several times before, that the other had been born an Uchiha and insisted on keeping Tobirama trapped here. He mused (again) that were the situation not what it was he could see them as having been friends, or perhaps even more. But the situation was what it was and Tobirama had too much respect for himself to ever form any relationship, romantic or otherwise, with someone who would limit him as the Uchiha, and Indra, did and would.

Indra continued, “you don’t have to be concerned, what I meant when I said you would not need to find out if you could get used to another was not that you would be locked away here whenever I was not around, but that Madara and I have talked it over and decided you no longer need a constant guard. You have behaved very well since you arrived here, have caused no problems and are integrating well with others in the compound, thus, we feel that the restrictions on you may be lightened somewhat.” Tobirama was shocked and unable to hide it. He had expected it to take months and months if not years to gain any level of trust, and with-it freedoms, but here it was being given to him already.

Indra grinned at his reaction, but was quick to elaborate before Tobirama got too excited, “there will still be limitations. You won’t be permitted to go to training fields while you are alone, though Hikaku is considered sufficient should Hasami invite you to spar. You are not allowed weapons, and will not be given access to your chakra. The guards around the compound will still be keeping a close eye on you, and I will be by to check-in and accompany you around periodically. But if you continue to adapt to life here as you have been we will be able to grant you more freedoms in time.”

Tobirama nods, unsurprised to hear about the limitations, after all even this little spec of freedom was more than he’d expected. Being able to browse the library and read without someone watching over his shoulder was a boon beyond word. It meant he would actually be able to concentrate on finding information about the cuff and potential weaknesses of the compound, or the Uchiha themselves without trying to disguise his interest in certain books or waste time reading those he knew would gain him nothing as a diversion.

“I understand, I’ll stay within the village proper whenever I’m alone” Tobirama says obediently. It was a promise he actually intended to obey in truth for a change, at least for the moment. Anything grained from trying to sneak around was very unlikely to be more valuable to him than this newfound freedom.

Satisfied with his promise, Indra left him to go seek out his brothers while Tobirama took the time to try and sort through everything that had happened. Hearing about his father’s death this way was still a devastation, but he knew that his father would be pleased his actions had given his son a new edge in his battle. He would use this edge, his newfound freedoms, wisely. He would take full advantage of them in order to speed up his escape. He would use the privileges his father had unknowingly bought him with his life to survive and make it back to his remaining family-as Butsuma would want him to. His brothers needed him, and as always, their needs were his greatest motivators. He had already lost one family member while he was trapped here, he would not allow it to happen again.

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