Hello :)

This is my new story. It was actually supposed to be a oneshot, but seeing that it has became quite long I decided to divide it into chapters. I hope you like it :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Madara glared at the tanned man before him. This was a common occurrence, so the Senju didn't give it too much thought. He wondered what he did wrong this time. Maybe the Uchiha was angry because the Senju had forgotten to buy tomatoes from the market. Or maybe it was because Hashirama hadn't cleaned up their room this morning as he was told to. But Hashirama was a busy man, he was hokage after all. He just didn't feel like doing it. But he would refrain from saying so to Madara. The raven would only fall in a tantrum. He would accuse him of implying that Madara should cleanup because Hashirama worked the whole time. But if the Uchiha would clean their room that would degrade him to a housewife, but Madara was not the Senju's slave and especially not a woman.

Hashirama wondered why housewife would be synonymous with slave, but he gave up reasoning with Madara a long time ago. Hashirama accepted that Madara's pride was an essential part of his personality. The Senju was a pride shinobi as well, but unlike certain Uchihas he had the ability to give in and compromise. That's why most of their arguments were solved pretty quickly. Madara would glare at Hashirama because of something that annoyed him. Of course, he would not just tell what was wrong. Sometimes Hashirama wondered if that was something running in the Uchihas' blood: the ability to answer every question with words like 'hn' or 'hmph', which by the way weren't real answers let alone real words!

Hashirama would have to figure out himself what the problem was. Talking about womanly traits of Madara…

If Hashirama took too long to figure it out by himself, Madara would get even angrier but would do the Senju the favor of enlightening him in what the problem was. Most of the time it were, at least to Hashirama, ridiculous problems. Take that one time when Madara was mad at the Senju because he had forgotten to throw away the spoiled milk and Madara drank it accidently. Yeah fine, Madara did have a stomachache after that, but that could have happened to everybody! The Senju had a village to lead; he could not remember every small thing. So sometimes he forgot them, Madara should stop being such a prick about it!

Of course, when he would bring that argument up Madara would counter with the fact that it was Hashirama's idea to live together and he could just leave and go back to living with his brother again. And if Hashirama dared to bring up his position as hokage into their argument, then all hell would break loose and most of the time it would end with Hashirama sleeping on the couch for at least one week.

Sometimes the Senju wondered how he had managed to live with Madara for so long. The two were complete opposites. Hashirama was a cheerful, loud and talkative fellow, whereas Madara was quiet and serious. But nevertheless they cared deeply for each other and Hashirama couldn't picture a life without him. That's why he would give in to end their argument eventually. He would give Madara the satisfaction of winning the fight, but Hashirama knew that in the end he was the winner, because every quarrel would lead to make-up sex. And that was far better than winning an argument.

So Hashirama thought hard about what he did this time and he was sure that him not cleaning the bedroom was the reason for Madara's glare. He wanted to end the fight before it started. He was tired from his work, although Madara insisted that the Senju did nothing the whole day.

"Madara, I know I promised to clean the room, seeing as I was the one who made the mess, but I promise you that I will do it, as soon as I took a shower."

But to his confusion Madara frowned at him looking confused himself.

"Wait, you didn't clean the room, although I told you to about five times?"

Hashirama's expression gave nothing away. "Yes. Yes, I cleaned it. I was just kidding." He laughed his infamous laugh. He knew that Madara didn't believe him the slightest bit, but the Senju had to give it a try.

"Damn it. Is it so hard to be serious for a start? Who cares about that damn bedroom?!"

Hashirama was startled for a moment. Madara was giving him one of those glares. That meant that the situation was more serious than a forgotten task. The Senju sighed. He knew that the upcoming conversation would give him one hell of a headache. Those glares usually meant that the situation at hand had something to do with his brother.

Everybody in the village knew that Tobirama Senju and Madara Uchiha didn't like one another. Well, didn't like was one hell of an understatement. They hated each other. And the Shodaime was always caught in the middle of their fights. Well 'fight' was the wrong word. The two had so much disrespect for each other that they didn't even bothered with words. Their fight consisted of them glaring at each other, then one of them would gain the upper hand in their staring contest and would start smirking. The other would then be pissed off and without them having actually exchanged a single line of dialog they would be so irritated that they were on the verge of starting a real, physical fight.

Of course, Hashirama was always the person, who had to play peacemaker. It was a good thing that both shinobi knew how to cooperate for the sake of the village. In this case cooperation meant ignoring each other and avoiding all sorts of interaction. Although Hashirama would never admit it out loud in the presence of his lover, Tobirama, in contrast to Madara, at least tried to be civil. The younger Senju wanted the village to be in peace. An open shown hostility would not make the relationship between Senju and Uchiha any better.

But Madara always managed to piss the albino off. He liked to provoke him. But if you asked Madara Tobirama was always the one starting the fight. The few times Tobirama actually started a fight, Madara would come to Hashirama and would look at him exactly like he did now. Hashirama didn't feel like dealing with this situation at all, but he knew that he would have to listen to Madara's complaints and if not, he could say goodbye to his bed. And he liked his bed.

"What did he do, this time?" He asked half-heartedly. He immediately regretted his choice of words because Madara was getting angrier by the minute.

"You're not taking this seriously." Madara's voice was calm. Hashirama gulped and inwardly cursed Tobirama for doing something to piss Madara off. He could deal with a moody Madara, but a raging Madara was a whole different story. He rarely had to deal with that, even Tobirama wouldn't normally anger him that much, for Madara to use this voice and this kind of death glare.

"Of course, I'm taking this seriously, 'Dara." He hoped using the other's pet name would calm Madara down a bit. But unfortunately it didn't work. The Uchiha still glared at his tanned lover. Hashirama decided that if he survived this, he would give Tobirama an earful. Not that Tobirama would care, he would probably just shrug it off. He never got through to his brother, seeing as the latter was more authoritative by nature and wasn't intimidated that easily.

"After I finished my mission, I went to my brother's house to look after him."

Hashirama looked up at Madara. And it finally dawned on him. Madara was very sensitive when it came to his blind younger brother Izuna. That would explain why he was so angry. He was too overprotective. But wait, what did Tobirama had to do with Izuna?

"How does this involve Tobirama?" Hashirama had always been a man to voice his thoughts immediately. But it was a good question. Izuna mostly stayed out of village affairs, he mostly kept to himself. Hashirama had to deal with him, seeing as he was his lover's brother. But due to the fact that Tobirama refused to spend time with his older brother when Madara was around, Hashirama hadn't ever seen Tobirama interact with Izuna.

His question made the Uchiha, if it was possible, even more pissed off. But instead of answering Hashirama's question he stayed silent at first. The Senju waited patiently for his answer, deciding it wouldn't be wise to annoy Madara further.

"When I came in, Izuna was in the kitchen clad in a bathrobe. He was surprised to find me standing in his house because my mission normally would have taken longer." Hashirama nodded, not yet understanding where the problem was. "When I took a closer look at him, I noticed a hickey on his neck. Maybe if he would have been able to see, he would have tried to hide it…and when I looked past him into his bedroom… I saw that a person had been sleeping there until recently…"

"Well… I understand that it bothers you, but I mean Izuna is a grown up man. I think…wait. What the hell has Tobirama got to do with it? I mean…oh, you don't mean…" It couldn't be. Tobirama would not…Hell, had Izuna and Tobirama ever exchanged a single line of dialog?

"What gives you the idea that Tobi was the one who slept with your brother?"

Madara cringed at that sentence. The mere thought of his dear brother and that man doing it made a shiver run down his back. And it made him furious. Of course, he knew that Izuna was old enough to do what he wanted to do, but with his blindness he was vulnerable. Any person, who Izuna would hook up with, Madara wouldn't like. A woman he could tolerate, a man…let's say he wouldn't murder him. But Tobirama? No, just no. He hated the white haired Senju with a great passion. Madara was sure, if it was true what he suspected, then Tobirama was only doing it to hurt Madara himself. There was no other explanation for it.

Madara slowly pulled out something from his back that was behind him. Hashirama looked at it and recognized it immediately. It was Tobirama's headband. Madara threw it on the table with disgust.

"This," he pointed at the headband, which resembled a happuri, "I found in Izuna's bedroom. Now, tell me how it got there."

Hashirama thought for a moment. "Why didn't you ask Izuna? I mean, he must have said something when he saw you finding that."

Hashirama remembered too late that this were probably the wrong words to choose. Madara glared daggers at his lover.

"He didn't see me finding it." How could Hashirama forget? Never mention Izuna's blindness in any shape or form. Madara's mood always changed for the worse, when it was brought up, intentionally or not. Hashirama only hoped that he wouldn't be deprived of his bed by the end of this conversation…

"So, he doesn't know that you found that." Madara nodded. "And why didn't you tell him? Then maybe you would know for sure what was going on."

"No, I wouldn't! When I tried to talk about his obvious activities, he avoided all conversation about that topic. He didn't want to talk about it, so I didn't press him."

Hashirama sighed. Madara and the Senju weren't so much different after all. Hashirama couldn't stand up to his brother most of the time and Madara couldn't do it to his own brother, either. He cared so much about Izuna that he tried not to pressure the boy with anything. Madara was like a shield, protecting Izuna from any harm.

"So what are you gonna do now? If you don't ask him, you will never know." At that Madara gave him a look, which Hashirama didn't like at all. Everything was always upon him…

"You will go to your goddamn brother and get some information out of him! And you should hope for your brother's sake that it isn't true!" Madara stood up angrily and was about to leave the kitchen, but Hashirama caught him by his wrists.

"Wait, 'Dara. Don't be so angry." Madara stared at the Senju before he replied.

"How can I not be angry?! I mean, if it's true then- "

Madara was interrupted by a pair of soft lips pressed against his own. He wasn't in the mood at all and wanted to push the other away. But he couldn't. Instead he let it happen and even responded to the unwelcome kiss. It was a gentle and soft kiss and although Madara would never admit it, he loved that kind of kisses. They made him feel warm and loved inside. Hashirama pulled back after a while and held his lover in a tight embrace, looking him directly in the eyes.

"You don't even know if it's true. Don't get yourself so worked up over it." Hashirama stroked Madara's cheek. "I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation why his headband was in Izuna's bedroom…"

"Well, I know that your brother surely will find a reasonable explanation for it! He'll surely try to fool you like he always does…"

Hashirama pouted. "You're implying that I'm easily fooled. I'm not that gullible…"

"What are you saying? You're the most gullible person I've ever met!"

Hashirama sulked at that, which annoyed Madara even further. "You should finally do something about your damn depression issue-"

Hashirama used the situation to kiss his lover once more, catching Madara totally off guard. He used Madara's open mouth to his advantage and slipped his tongue in. The kiss got more heated and when Hashirama finally pulled back he had a huge grin on his face.

"Who's the gullible now?"

Madara frowned at him. "You're an idiot, Hashirama."

"Yeah, but you still love me." Madara couldn't help but smile. It was a small one, normal people wouldn't even recognize it as a smile. But Hashirama knew his lover and he could read him like an open book.

But Madara was still disturbed about today's events. "You'll talk to your brother."

Hashirama sighed. "Would it be that bad, if your suspicion was true? I mean, we should be happy for them."

Madara looked at Hashirama like he was mad. "Are you out of your mind? There's no way I would allow him to touch my brother!"

"I know that you don't like him. But he can't stand you either, and he accepted us being together. Maybe you should do the same?"

"You cannot compare our situation with theirs." Hashirama frowned at him and Madara sighed. "Fine, you can compare it, but I don't trust Tobirama. If they really were together today, then he only did it to get to me…"

"Madara," Hashirama titled his lover's chin up so he could look at him. "My brother wouldn't do that. I can assure you; this is something you don't have to worry about."

Madara wasn't completely convinced. "I still want clarification about it."

"Yeah, fine. But that can wait 'till tomorrow." Without warning Hashirama kissed his lover again and proceeded to lead him to their bedroom. Madara didn't mind, actually wanting to distract his mind from certain things. Images of his brother and the damn Senju were swirling in his head, which he wanted to get rid of.

But when they entered the bedroom they were greeted with the mess that Hashirama hadn't bothered cleaning up. Never in his life had the Senju regretted anything more than not doing that one simple task.

Madara may not look like it, but he hated such chaos. All lust he had felt was gone in the moment he stepped into the room. He broke free from Hashirama's grip and was about to leave the room.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Taking a shower. There's no way I'm doing it in this mess! Cleaned up, my ass."

"But what about-"

"No. Your own fault for not doing what you were told to do!"

"Fine. When you come back and I have cleaned up, we can-"

"No. I don't feel like it anymore."

"But-"

"You can use the time to decide how to approach your brother tomorrow. Don't let him fool you; you know he's good at lying."

After he said that, he left the room, leaving a sulking Hashirama behind. He started cleaning the room cursing all the while. He didn't deserve that. What he deserved was him and Madara in their bed doing dirty things. Now all he could do was to think about his upcoming conversation with his brother. He would prefer to think about his Uchiha, though…

How to approach Tobirama? That was a good question. How should he do it? If Tobi didn't want anybody to find out about his relationship with Izuna, he would be denying it if Hashirama just asked him about his headband. He would make some sort of excuse. And his younger brother could lie without getting red. His face would give nothing away. That was mostly due to the fact that Tobirama wasn't an emotional person in general.

Hashirama had to use another tactic, to get some information. He would have to corner him somehow, so he couldn't deny anything. Well, if there was something to deny in the first place…

After a sexless night, which Hashirama still resented, he found himself in his brother's house eating breakfast. This wasn't unusual. The first Hokage often went to this brother to have breakfast. This was due to the fact that a grumpy Madara often kicked him out of the house in the mornings because his lover annoyed him. Hashirama had never understood why. What was so annoying about some morning sex? But Madara, who wasn't a morning person, would just call him a pervert and throw him out before he could eat anything. So the hokage would go to his brother to fill his stomach.

They ate in silence, which was odd. Not because Tobirama didn't talk, which he rarely did, but because Hashirama, the man who just couldn't shut up kept his mouth closed. Tobirama looked at his older brother with suspicion. Was he in a bad mood? But Hashirama had this huge grin plastered on his face. Tobirama grew impatient.

"What?" Hashirama still grinned at him.

"How was it?" He asked his confused little brother.

"How was what?" Tobirama continued eating, annoyed with his brother's weird behavior.

"Sex with Izuna? How was it?"

Normally, people would spit out whatever they were drinking right now or at least would look shocked at such a suggestion. But not Tobirama. He was completely unfazed. He continued eating, while looking at his brother, who looked at him expectantly.

After a few minutes of them looking at each other, the younger Senju finally stopped eating. "I hate to ask, bur what gives you the idea that I had sex with Izuna Uchiha?"

"Well, I know you had. I'm genuinely interested." And it was true. He really wondered how it had been, if they really did it. Hashirama had decided to pretend that he knew for sure, so Tobirama could not deny it. He hoped with his question he could draw his brother out. His plan was for Tobirama to get nervous and accidently slip something.

"And how do you know for sure? Were you standing in the same room and watched us as we did it?"

Hashirama shouldn't have been surprised by Tobirama's bluntness, but he was. He hadn't thought about him being questioned. He wanted to question his brother!

"Well, I just know it. Mind to share with your brother how it happened?" Hashirama tried again. He should have probably thought this out a little better, but he couldn't turn back now.

"Brother, as much as I love you, I would never talk with you about how sex with Izuna Uchiha was."

"So you admit that you slept with Izuna! I knew it!"

"No. I never said that. I only said that I would not talk about it with you if it was the case. I thought you knew for sure that I did it?" Tobirama smirked.

Damn his brother! He was ruining his plans!

"Whatever. But why would you not tell me anything? I mean I would tell you about Madara if you asked me…"

"As if I want to know that!" Tobirama glared at his brother. Hashirama and Madara doing things was not something he wanted to imagine. "Have you ever considered that I'm not interested in anyone's sex life, especially not in yours and his?" The last word was spoken with venom, but Hashirama was used to that. "So, if you're done eating help me to clear the table, before Saru comes over."

Hashirama looked at his brother for a moment. "Don't you want to know, why I asked you this? You seem pretty unfazed by the situation…"

Tobirama snorted. "You probably just fell victim to one of Madara's paranoia concerning his brother. Besides, I don't feel like dealing with something, which isn't true, anyway."

The older Senju thought for a moment. He actually hoped Tobi would mention his headband. If the albino knew that he lost it in Izuna's bedroom then it would be clear that he at least was in Izuna's house. Hashirama didn't want to be the one to mention it. Tobirama would just make excuses. But he wanted to know the truth…

"But don't you want to know why Madara thinks that you and his brother slept with each other?"

"Because he's an idiot?" Tobirama suggested, but sighed when he saw his older brother giving him a disapproving look. "Fine. Tell me. Whatever gave you and your lover the idea that his brother and me had sex?"

"Well, when Madara was paying his brother a visit the other day, he saw that Izuna had been…intimate with someone."

"And? Is it so hard for this devil to accept that his brother actually has a sex life?"

"That's not the problem. The problem is that he found your headband in Izuna's bedroom!"

This was the moment in which Hashirama had to look closely at Tobirama's face. What kind of expression the other made, would give away the truth. But Tobirama was looking confused. Why would he look confused?

"My headband was in Izuna Uchiha's bedroom?"

Hashirama looked at his brother. "You don't want to tell me that you didn't notice it being gone, do you? You notice every little detail." Hashirama assumed that Tobirama tried to play dumb, instead of making up some reasonable explanation.

"Of course I noticed it. But I thought I lost it somewhere on the training ground, when I was training Saru, yesterday. How did end up in Izuna's house?"

"That's what I'm asking you!"

Tobirama seemed to think for a moment. "Well, maybe Izuna took it."

Hashirama stared at his brother suspiciously. "Why would Izuna one, be on the training grounds for genin and two take your headband with him? I think Izuna got better things to do than stroll around the training grounds and collect sweaty headbands lying around the area."

"Izuna sensei wasn't just strolling around the other day, Hashirama-sama."

Hashirama looked at the now open door surprised and saw his and Tobi's student standing there. Hiruzen Sarutobi was on time as usual, but the Senju hadn't had noticed the boy entering the house.

"Oh, hello Hiruzen. How are you doing?" He asked the boy.

"I'm fine, thanks," said the genin before he approached Tobirama. "Sensei, can we go, now?"

"Wait a moment. I have to clean up first."

Hashirama smiled. It always made him happy to see this ambitious student. He felt that these children, who were able to live more peacefully than his generation, would ensure the growth and stability of the village. And Hiruzen was very strong and it made Hashirama proud to- Wait, what did the boy say before?

"Did you just say Izuna sensei? And what do you mean with he wasn't strolling around?"

Hashirama was confused. Izuna didn't have students. He hadn't had anything to do with ninjas in-training in general. Was he missing out on something?

Hiruzen looked at the first hokage before he replied happily. "Yes, Izuna sensei was helping me with my katon."

The older Senju looked from Tobirama to Hiruzen. The former was looking only mildly interested in the conversation.

"Since when do you share your student with Izuna?"

Tobirama made a face. "Don't say sharing. That sounds just wrong."

"You know what I mean!"

"I don't know. Maybe a month or so…"

Hashirama couldn't believe it. He never would have thought Izuna would help someone of his own free will. Don't get him wrong. He had nothing against the Uchiha. Izuna was a silent person, who normally stayed in the background. That didn't mean he was nice. Izuna had a low opinion of… well almost everybody. The only person he cared about was Madara. And to hear that he was helping Tobirama's student…

Hashirama looked at Tobirama suspiciously. The guy was hiding something from him…

"What?" Tobirama asked his brother when he noticed the look the other was giving him.

"It's just… I'm wondering why Izuna agreed to help the boy out. How did you convince him?"

Tobirama knew all too well what his brother was implying. But before he had a chance to say something, Hiruzen answered instead.

"Well, I was the one, who asked him. He was reluctant at first, but I'm a very good persuader." The genin put his arms behind his head and grinned. "Sensei wasn't that thrilled about it."

"Why would you ask Izuna Uchiha of all people?" There must have been a reason behind it. And Hashirama wanted to know it. He was still watching his brother in hope his face would give something away. But the latter was his usual stoic self and so you couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Why not? I learned from other shinobi that his katon skills are the best among the village and Sensei cannot help me with it, at all. I want to be a shinobi, who can protect the village in the future, so I have to get stronger."

Hashirama was startled for a moment by the determination in Hiruzen's voice, but then he laughed his usual cheery laugh. "You raised a good student, Tobi." He looked at the young Sarutobi. "I'm sure you will be one of the strongest shinobi in Konoha. I surely can entrust our village to you someday."

Hiruzen smiled. It felt good to hear such words from the first hokage.

"But there's one thing I don't understand." Hashirama averted his gaze to his brother again. "Why didn't you tell me about it? Why keep it a secret?" The Senju still had a task ahead of him, and that was to find out what was going on between Tobirama and Izuna.

"I didn't keep it a secret from anybody. In fact many people know about it."

"And why is it that I don't know about it?"

"You never asked. Besides, you're too distracted by some things or better someone that you often don't realize what is going on around you."

Hashirama didn't miss the accusing tone in his brother's voice and pouted.

"Tsk, I still don't think Izuna would be so nice to fetch your headband for you. And on top of that he is a very tidy person. Why should he carelessly throw it on the floor, where he would have trouble finding it later-"

"So I really lost it, in Izuna sensei's house!" Hashirama looked at Hiruzen surprised.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, after we finished training yesterday I saw Sensei's headband lying on the ground, so I took it to give it to him later. But somewhere on my way home I dropped it and I didn't know where. But it was at Izuna sensei's house after all."

Tobirama glanced at his student. "I appreciate that you wanted to bring it back, Saru, but I have to remind you that the Uchiha compound is not located on the road to your home. What were you doing there?" The younger Senju seemed just as surprises as Hashirama was himself. They waited for an explanation.

"Well, I didn't head home immediately. Izuna sensei had told me earlier to stop by at his house so I could fetch a scroll, which would help me with my training."

"Oh, I see, but why did you enter the bedroom then?" Hashirama asked Hiruzen.

"He told me if wanted to have the scroll, I had to clean up his house first. His bedroom too. I had put the headband in my pocket, but it must have fallen out when I left the room," Hiruzen finished his story with a thoughtful expression. "Yes, that must be how it happened. Sorry, Sensei."

Tobirama stood up and sighed. "It's not that important. My brother has it now, anyway." The younger Senju looked at his brother. "Do you have it with you?"

Hashirama looked awkwardly to the side and laughed nervously. Tobirama knew exactly what that meant. The older Senju tried to explain. "Well, you see…he was in a really bad mood and…well…"

"Stop it. I don't even want to know what that jerk did with it." Tobirama glared at his brother, who only scratched his head, before he turned to his student. "Let's go, Saru."

The younger shinobi looked thoughtful for a moment. "I don't get it. Why is it so interesting that Sensei's headband was in Izuna sensei's room? I don't see why it's such problem."

Hashirama laughed. "Well, as it seems it's not so much of a problem, after all." Hiruzen looked more confused after that, still not understanding the situation.

"Whatever. Come on, Saru." Hiruzen decided that it didn't matter so much and hurried to get out of the house. He seemed more enthusiastic about training than usual, Hashirama thought.

Before Tobirama left the room too, he turned once more to his brother and smirked. "Go, and report to your sorry excuse of a wife." With that he was gone, leaving Hashirama to clear the table on his own.

Although the Senju could now tell Madara want he wanted to hear, he was still a little bit disappointed. It would have been fun, if Tobirama and Izuna really had been a couple. Oh well, what mattered know was to report to Madara, so the latter could finally calm down…

Or not.

"What? That's that bastard's explanation? And you believed him that easily? I told you, your brother's profession is lying and that's what he certainly did!"

"But, 'Dara. It was not his explanation. Hiruzen said that."

"So what? Don't you find it suspicious that the boy arrived just at the right time to give his explanation? I'm sure your brother bribed him!"

"He always comes over at that hour. And I don't think Tobi would bribe his own student." At least he hoped so…

"Then let's see if he says the truth-"

"Madara. You're not going to threaten a six year old with your sharingan."

"It would be the easiest way."

"No. And like I said, I don't think Tobi would-"

"Yeah, good that you have so much trust in your brother. And what about this 'Izuna training Hiruzen' story? I'm hearing that for the first time!"

"Well, I didn't know about it either, so I asked around a bit. The people I asked, among them Sasuke have confirmed it. And Sasuke also told me that the boy had been studying a katon scroll late at night."

Madara snorted. "And why did Izuna never tell me about that?"

"Maybe you didn't ask?"

Madara glared at his lover. Of course, he didn't ask. It would have never even crossed his mind that Izuna would do something like that. Madara wasn't satisfied at all. Something just felt wrong about all this…

"I still don't believe him. Your brother just knows how to fool us."

Hashirama sighed. "Listen Madara, I also asked around the village if somebody had seen something. And the old lady from the convenience store told me that she saw Hiruzen walking into the direction of the Uchiha compound yesterday. And she thinks that he held something resembling a headband in his hand. Do you think that Tobirama bribed her too? It was coincidence that I asked her." Madara was silent. "Besides, forcing the boy to clean his house sounds like something your brother would do."

Madara frowned. That really sounded like Izuna, but…

"No buts, 'Dara." Madara looked up to see Hashirama very close to his face. "Aren't you happy that it ain't true? Or did you want them to be together?"

"What? Are you out of your mind? Of course, I don't want them-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence as Hashirama kissed him. The Senju had a habit of cutting him off, by doing that. It annoyed Madara to no end, but at the same time, he liked it…

"Then there's no problem, right?" Hashirama smiled at his lover and Madara couldn't help but smile back. The Senju always had this effect on him.

"Right…" He said before pulling Hashirama back for another kiss.

At the same time Tobirama watched Saru training a new jutsu. It was late and normally they wouldn't train that long, especially since it was Tobirama's free evening. But here he was sitting, training the boy longer than usual and teaching him a more dangerous jutsu, which he actually wanted to teach him at some later point. And why did he do that?

Well, of course he had bribed the boy.

That's it for now. I hope you liked it. Reviews are always welcome ;)