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Izuna curses and grumbles to himself, following behind Madara with Hikaku walking beside him. All three are soaked to their underclothes, hair sticking to their faces and backs with mud caking up their legs. Izuna curses the Daimyo for ordering the three of them specifically to his court for some stupid meeting. Sure, Izuna knows that the meeting was an important meeting where the man wanted them to protect him in the off-chance the visiting noble from Iron tries something, but Izuna can still be bitter about it. Especially with them getting half way home only to be hit by an absolute deluge of a rainstorm and no shelter in sight. Izuna can only think about getting home, taking a bath then sitting down in front of the hearth fire and trying to forget the whole nightmare of a trip.
Hikaku slips in the mud beside him and Izuna can’t even work up the effort to laugh, even with Madara huffing angrily as he moves to help pull the poor man up and nearly falling into the mud himself. Madara glares around the area as Hikaku tries, unsuccessfully, to get the mud off himself. When Madara grins and starts moving, Izuna and Hikaku follow, all miserable as the clan head brings them to the entrance of a cave and delves inside.
They sadly do not get the refrieve they were hoping for, as the damn White Demon is there. Red eyes open and look at them in the darkness, a fire gently crackling in front of him, the man's stupidly smooth voice rumbling at them slowly, “And what have I done to bring you three into my shelter? Did I offend some god’s daughter, I wonder.” The three swallow as they look at them man, they’re covered in water, his element. Madara, not one to be seemingly threatened, steps forward to say something before they finally notice another set of eyes in the flickering. Golden eyes opening to look at them as well, “I don’t know, though it is not everyday you come face to face with living legends. So I would say my luck is exquisite. Meeting not only you Lord Senju but Madara Uchiha as well.”
Tobirama rumbles, shifting in the low light, much to the Uchiha’s irritation, “I suppose you have your young charge to thank for your luck then.” Around the bend in the cave a child scoffs, Tobirama moving to toss another log onto the fire to feed it. The Uchiha cursed, turning their gazes away from fire to where the boy steps out from the bend. Again they hear the child scoff, “Some legends. They don’t look nearly as powerful as Senju-sama.” Izuna growls, glaring at the child with a bored look on his little masked face.
The golden eyed man looks as if a snake grew legs and stood, chuckles while looking at the child, “Come now Kakashi. Not everyone can be as put together like Tobirama-sama.” Izuna hisses at the man, “Well excuse us for being caught in the rain!” The child, Kakashi, looks completely unimpressed, “You could pull the water off your clothes or use the water to make a barrier over you so you don’t get wet.” Then the little brat keeps talking, this time directing it to mud covered Hikaku, “And you can use the same concept for water walking to walk over the mud so you don’t fall into it like a child.” The snake man chuckles, “Kakashi, they are Uchiha, they aren’t well versed in Water release like Lord Senju is. So they won’t be able to make a water umbrella like Lord Senju might.” Kakashi, the brat, huffs and rolls his eyes as he moves towards Tobirama, plopping down in the man’s lap.
Tobirama huffs a deep chuckle, his large hand finding the boy’s hair to gentle pet, “Sleep pup.” Kakashi grumbles, “Don’t want to, want to train.” Tobirama makes a noise in his throat that sounds much too close to a purr, sending a thrill up and down Izuna’s spine, something Izuna attributes to them still being mostly cold and wet. “Now pup, you’ve been playing with my summons since you got here while myself and Orochimaru worked on figuring out how to send you both home. Or are my summons not enough for you.” Madara glares, “Senju, do not ignore us like you have been.”
That red gaze finds them again, joining the gold that never left them since they’d noticed it, “I noticed you coming when you were miles away, if I wanted you gone you would not have found this cave in the first place. Sit Uchiha, in consideration of the pup there won’t be any fighting unless you start it first.” Madara sighs, nodding his thanks before he hurries the other two to sit by the fire to finally rest, even if it is by the Senju White Demon and two unknowns. Tobirama huffs in amusement, looking at the three of them like they’re half drowned rats. Izuna almost yells at the pale bastard but cuts off when he hears something entering the cave behind them.
Turning to see a huge snow leopard, dripping with rain water like they were before. The beast’s eyes looking at them like they’re lowly worms before it’s great might. Hikaku swallows as the beast watches them, seemingly in a stare off before it looks away from them and to Tobirama, the huge cat speaking easily, “Kitten, why have you let Uchiha into your make-shift den? I thought after the last time you allowed one of their ilk near one of yours you'd never allow it again.” The White Demon huffs, turning his eyes down to the boy snuggled up in his lap, “Madara, Izuna, and Hikaku might be Uchiha but child hunters they are not. I have little to worry about from the three of them, as they would rather tear out their own eyes before hurting a child that has not yet picked up a weapon with the purpose to spill blood.”
His eyes turn to them once more and Izuna feels that tingling in his core again, it always comes when Tobirama looks at him with that steely gaze no matter the moment they’re in. It dries his mouth and makes him feel hot in ways that he knows would definitely make his father enraged and yell about the other man being a different kind of demon than the one they’ve come to know. One that can steal the hearts of strong men, making them kneel and beg for even the smallest taste of the demon’s breath. Izuna has woken up many times, both in his youth and even now, to dreams of Tobirama in as many ways as his mind could come up with.
One dream surges forward in Izuna’s memory, looking at Tobirama now. One where the pale man caught him in the woods and claimed him. Covering Izuna with bloody bites and filling him until Izuna leaked with the release of the other man. The resulting mess when Izuna woke with soiled night clothes and bed, before sneaking to the river to clean them himself was an embarrassing memory that Izuna did not want to repeat unless alone in his room with none the wiser. Izuna must have the worst luck with the Snow leopard’s gaze turning towards him, looking incredulous, like she could smell his arousal from only the damn White Demon’s gaze, a look the younger Uchiha turns away from with pink ears. He’s forever thankful his brother is dense as a brick when he speaks, keeping the attention off his embarrassment without meaning to.
“Of course we would never go after a child, Senju or otherwise. The Uchiha clan haven’t done such a thing since my father was alive. Just as yours hasn’t since Hashirama took over as clan head.”
The snow leopard rumbles, flopping by her summoner’s side, the child looking up to see her with a wrinkled nose, “You smell like a wet cat.” With a simple hand sign, Tobirama pulls the water from the summons and sends it out of the cave easily. Izuna jerked to attention, “Why haven’t you done that for us?!” Tobirama smirks at them, “You never asked, just sat at the fire to warm yourselves.” Izuna would scream if he wanted to but he wouldn’t give the smug bastard the satisfaction, he would rather sit like a wet cat than ask that man to dry him off with his stupid jutsu.
The boy, Kakashi huffs as he turns his eyes at Izuna now, squinting at him before asking a question that makes Izuna want to run out into the rain, “Why do you smell like that?” Six words that draw all attention to him, something dreads with the thoughts of Tobirama claiming him like a beast in the woods still in his brain. The snake looks at him like he’s an interesting experiment, “That, Kakashi, is the scent of someone desperate for a man they really shouldn’t be desperate for, how interesting.” Kakashi’s nose wrinkles, “Huh?”
Tobirama, the bastard, looks even more smug than he did before, “Don’t worry about it pup, it’s not something you need to worry about at this time. Maybe when you’re older and dealing with your own growing body.” Kakashi scoffs, “I doubt it’s that important.” Izuna wants to scream as the snake launches into an age appropriate sex talk while Madara and Hikaku both give him long looks that Izuna refuses to acknowledge and instead just glares at Tobirama. Tobirama himself simply pets the boy as he listens to Orochimaru, only stopping the man when he’s starting to get into diseases, “Enough, you can tell him about those later, for now he should sleep and allow us to get back to work.”
“I’m not-” the boy yawns, “I’m not tired.” The boy is obviously tired, Izuna can remember himself when he was that young and didn’t want to sleep while the adults worked around him. Tobirama rumbles as he does something incomprehensible, the bastard sings. He sings a lullaby to a fussy child, laying his fur mantle over the boy and the image does things to him. Said fussy child whines but stays under the blanket as the White Demon luls him to sleep with his low voice. Izuna doesn’t know what to do with himself, he wants to tackle Tobirama and ride the man like he's a horse and Izuna just knows that the bastard just has a huge cock, he knows it.
Soon the boy is sleeping and Tobirama motions to Orochimaru, the snake man bringing a scroll out and pulling more scrolls from the storage seal. Madara blinks, watching this as the two immediately get to work looking over scrolls, “What is all of this?” The White Demon hums, “They’ve come from a different time and space to this time and space so now I am assisting in sending them back, as the boy has his schooling to return to and Orochimaru his experiments.” Orochimaru hums, theirink brush sliding over the sealing paper, “Yes, and I believe Sukumo would not be happy if he lost his son as well as his wife in such a short period.”
Hikaku clears his throat, speaking up. “Excuse me, different time and space? What does that mean exactly?” Orochimaru is the one to speak up, though never looking up from his work, “Nearly one hundred years in the future actually. In the village of Konoha built by your Lord Uchiha and Lord Tobirama’s brother together. Not all dreams of your’s came true of course. Children still suffer because of foolish decisions on Lord Tobirama’s part as well as Lord Madara’s.”
Tobirama huffs, “You’ve told me many times since we’ve met Orochimaru. This time I will pick Kagami as my successor and refuse to take Danzo as a student. I will also make adjustments to my plans regarding the Uchiha’s work within the village and more plans on how to better watch over the orphans-” Izuna stops listening as Madara speaks up, “What do you mean- The village- I never…” Orochimaru hums as Tobirama speaks, “Did you believe Aniki was lying every time he spoke of building a village and having peace together?”
Madara huffs, “I know he was not lying…I am just surprised that you have plans.” Tobirama snorts, “Of course I do. I have plans on top of plans, on top of more plans. I even have plans should I need to overthrow the daimyo to obtain the approval in building the village.” Orochimaru looks up at the man with blinking eyes, “I was not aware your genius went that far…” The Uchiha agreed, to go that far just for Hashirama’s dreams…Izuna is suddenly feeling very…inadequate compared to his rival. He’s done nothing but discourage Madara’s dream of peace, believing it would only come when all the Senju were dead at their feet. But Tobirama has done everything to help his own brother, tossing aside honoring the vengeful dead to instead working to build a future.
Hikaku shifts, feeling hotter for some reason. Has Senju always been so diligent in his work ethic? Or was he just so used to Madara and Izuna trudging through it like it was waist deep muck? He’s not sure how he should feel about this, Madara is his Lord and he would never betray his trust…but if they had a village with peace, maybe he could explore these new feelings. Maybe attempt to court the Senju heir if Izuna didn’t beat him to it first if how the other man is looking at him is any indication. Izuna looks close to just pouncing on the man, to kill him or fuck him Hikaku isn’t quite sure. Madara himself even looks close to grabbing Tobirama and dragging him away somewhere in the cave.
While the group is focused on how much they want to tear Tobirama’s clothes off, the man himself has figured out the last piece of the seal with a pleased rumble, “There. I believe the seal is done, it will take you home back to your space and time exactly. Though I am unsure if things will be different when you arrive since things have been changed by your visit, I suppose you will have confirmation of either branching time-lines or destined fate, I will be sure to leave notes for you should it be the latter.” Orochimaru blinks, looking down at the seal before nodding, “Thank you very much my Lord, I look forward to reading your notes should that happen.”
The White Demon stands with a rumble, holding the small boy the Uchiha forgot about in his arms, kissing his temple gently before purring softly, “I will leave things for this pup as well, I will leave it in my home in the future, even if I will not be there when he receives it.” The snake nods, bowing to the man before receiving the boy in his arms, “I will let him know my Lord. Thank you for your guidance.”
With this, the snake steps onto the seal, bowing to the pale man and the Uchiha before pouring his chakra into the seal. All three Sharingan opened to watch the seal working, the beautiful colors of chakra pulling the snake in and away. All three of them see through time and space for a fraction of a moment, seeing the sprawling village far, far in the future that they had built together with the Senju in peace. Madara can’t help the tears that flow from his eyes as he looks, seeing that it was possible and not just a naive child’s dream.
Tobirama hums as he looks at the three of them, making a hand sign before pulling the water still clinging to their clothes off before tossing it outside the cave they rest in. “You’ve seen it, correct? Will you finally cave to my brother’s wishes and build your village, now that you finally see that it can be so, mistakes included?”
Madara looks up at the albino, tears still streaming down his face, “I will have to speak to the clan elders…but yes. I will do anything to reach even a piece of that shining future…” Tobirama nods, “Good. Send me a message should there be need of my assistance to achieve the desired results.” Izuna snorts, wiping his eyes, “What, do you have plans to make our elders listen too?” Hikaku looks up at him too, the taller man nodding to them, “Of course I do. I have several. Some that rely on at least one of you too. Such as taking you, Izuna and marrying him to force peace talks.”
Izuna chokes, face lighting up bright red as he looks up at Tobirama, “What?!” The bastard looks him in the eye before raising a brow, “Did you think I was blind or my nose dull? Or maybe you thought my sensing in general was poor enough not to notice that every time you come into battle you feel like a cat in heat, increasing in your need when you face me blade to blade. If this embarases you then know now that you are not the only Uchiha that has felt such a way towards me. You are one of the very few I would ever consider for such acts anyway.” Izuna squawks, jumping up to grab the man with a glare, “What?! Who else?! Who else do you think is good enough to get married to you?!” Tobirama chuckles, looking at Izuna in amusement, “Hikaku is one,” Hikaku himself jumps, “his work ethic would fit well within the Senju clan and his looks align with my own preferences.” Izuna growls, shaking Tobirama, “The only one that’s going to marry and fuck you will be me dammit! No one else! Not Hikaku, not Madara, and not anyone else but me! Got that you White Demon Bastard?!”
Tobirama grabs Izuna’s wrists and holds them, “Of course. That is if you are able to convince your elders to give in to your demands for peace and your marriage to me. I have already received my brother’s blessing to do whatever it takes to nonviolently end this useless war generations have continued to stupidly wage against each other.” Izuna groans, turning his head to look at Madara, “Bless our marriage, NOW!”
His brother jerks and looks at him wide eyed, “What?! I am not going to-” “Shut up and bless it! Marry us now so those shitty elders will have no choice but to give up and let us have peace!” Madara sighs in frustration, rubbing his face before nodding, “Fine, whatever. Do whatever you want Izuna because even if I didn’t you’d figure out some way to do what you want anyway.” Izuna nods, looking back to Tobirama with a feral grin, “Good!” He purrs as he drags Tobirama away towards the area where the child came from before, finding a largish chamber in the cave. Tobirama, the genius that he is, immediately lays down a silencing seal, any noise they make would be kept within the chamber.
The speed Izuna loses his clothes would make his head spin if not for the fact Tobirama’s are also lost at the same speed. Their mouths crashing together in a wet kiss, Izuna feeling his new husband’s large hand in his hair. Feeling his hair being tugged to force his head back, lips against his neck, licking and marking his claim on Izuna. Izuna moaned at the feeling of his lips and tongue on his bare, unprotected neck. Shifting to press himself against Tobirama's hard body, cursing as he feels the man’s cock hardening as they rut together like animals. Tobirama is just as Izuna had imagined, long and thick, reaching down to touch it and earning a groan and a bite from him.
The Uchiha gasping as Tobirama lifts him, working his arms under Izuna’s legs while Izuna holds onto his shoulders. Feeling Tobirama’s mouth sucking on one of his nipples he moans, pressing his chest against Tobirama’s mouth to get more of that pleasure. Feeling his husband chuckle against him, shifting his arms just slightly to make a hand sign Izuna cannot see. Only to feel something cool pressing against his entrance, gasping as it presses into him. Feeling his hole get painlessly stretched by the water of Tobirama’s jutsu, getting opened up easily while Tobirama hums.
“You play with yourself quite a lot I see, so desperate to feel me taking you. How often have you imagined me taking you,” his voice purrs into his ear, the water inside him brushing against that bundle inside him, making Izuna jolt. “So much! I would bounce on my toy while thinking of you using me,” he squeals as the water pulls out, leaving his hole slick and dripping. Tobirama grunts, nudging his throbbing cock against Izuna’s twitching hole, “What was your favorite to think about?”
Izuna whines, trying to get Tobirama’s fat cock inside him already, “My favorite is where I have to take a mission in a brothel to gather information about an assassination target and you come in.” Tobirama rumbles, thrusting into him easily with how he was prepped, “You wished me to use you as my relief, taking your body like a whore? If that is what you wish I am more than happy to fulfill that desire!” Izuna moaned loudly at the feeling of Tobi’s cock so deep inside him, looking down to see his cock bulging out from his stomach without a care in the world. Tobirama huffs as he sits inside him, letting Izuna get used to every inch stretching his insides more than any toy he’d used before. Feeling Izuna’s nails digging into his shoulders and his hole twitching on his cock.
Tobirama rumbles as he lets Izuna adjust, even with all his instincts screaming for him to pound into him, to make his new mate scream and cum over and over into the night for a week. When Izuna growls, using a hand to slap his shoulder, “Keep going. Fuck me with that big stupid cock like you mean it you stupid husband.” Tobirama snorts as he kisses Izuna to get him to shut up, their tongues swirling together when he thrusts up into Izuna’s slick hole. Hearing Izuna moaning into his mouth as Tobirama thrusts up into him, hitting deep into his body with slick, wet slaps of their bodies meeting. Izuna gasping and moaning for more as his insides are pounded into, his hole squeezing eagerly around Tobirama’s cock.
Tobirama growling as he moves, watching as his cock pounds into Izuna’s body, his stomach bulging with every thrust. Feeling Izuna’s teeth biting into his shoulder hard, cursing as he thrusts into him hard against his prostate, forcing the man to release his bite to wail and cum hard. Izuna’s hole is tightening like a vice and getting Tobirama to come inside him, making Izuna’s toes curl from the pleasure. Tobirama pulled out with a grunt, his sloppy spend dripping out of Izuna much to Izuna’s displeasure. “Fuck…don’t stop you bastard, keep fucking me until you get me pregnant with your stupid, pale kids!”
Tobirama smirks as he lowers Izuna onto the ground, “We have plenty of time to do that. For now though, I should take you to the Senju compound. We can continue there where it is far more comfortable.” Izuna shivers, scowling at the man, “Why do I have to go to the Senju compound? Why can’t you come to the Uchiha clan?” Tobirama huffs, “Because my labs need my attention and having you taken will put pressure on the Uchiha elders to rush along the peace agreements so that the clans may come together. Not to mention that you are my wife, and I refuse to have my wife far from me where the enemy could hurt them in retaliation against our union.”
Izuna blushes deeply, grabbing his clothes to pull them on, Tobirama doing the same alongside him, “I still want to get my things from my room.” The taller one of the two nods easily, “I can give Madara or Hikaku my teleportation seal to be placed in your room. When it is placed I will know and then we will go together to collect your things, is that acceptable to you, my dearest wife?” Izuna gags, “ You don’t need to give me a pet name, gross. But yeah, that works. Also…teleportation seal?! Is that what made it so easy for you to help those two before?” Tobirama hums, “Yes, I had planned to use it in our next battle, I was quite excited to see how you would dodge it.”
Izuna blinks, looking over to Tobirama, “Do you…always think about me while creating new jutsu?” His new husband looks at him and blinks like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “Of course? Do you not?” Izuna feels his cheeks burn hot, “I do…I always train harder to keep up with you…” Tobirama purrs, picking Izuna up like a bride, “Good, I’ll be sure to reward you the minute we are home and in my room.” Izuna holds on and huffs, glaring at the man as he’s carried out to the opening chamber once more. Tobirama looking at Madara and Hikaku who are huddled together working on something. Hikaku looks up and nods to them, “We’re working on what to tell and demand of the elders.”
The albino nods, going to his pack, pulling out a seal from one of his compartments and handing it to Hikakau, “This is my teleportation seal, place it within Izuna’s room and he and I will come to collect his things.” Madara jerks his head up and glares at him, “What do you mean? Why would you need to collect his things?” Izuna huffs, patting Tobirama to put him down, “Listen here Madara, I’m going the the Senju compound because he’s all uppity about me being separated from him, he’s paranoid that if I’m not by his side then someone in our clan will attack me since I happily married our long time enemy.” Madara frowns but nods, “Fine…but that doesn’t mean that I have to like it.” Izuna shrugs, “You don’t have to. But it will push you to get this over with quickly or when this beast figures out how to get me pregnant you might get to hold our baby first.”
Madara gapes at him before looking at Tobirama, “Can you actually do that?” Tobirama smirks at him, “I can and I will, so you best hurry or Hashirama will be the one to hold your niece or nephew first. And you know he will hold that over you forever, even if Izuna and I have more children for you to hold first.” Madara curses, looking back over their written plans, “Fine, I will do the best that I can. I refuse to let that bush brain hold my niece or nephews before I do.” Tobirama nods, looking out from their cave and humming, “It appears the rain has finally moved along. Let's leave quickly before another storm overcomes us and we must stay here longer.” He comes back to Izuna and scoops him up, “Let's be off at once.” Izuna rolls his eyes before waving to Madara and Hikaku, “I’ll see you both when we finally have your village built, I have a feeling I won’t be able to leave our marital bed until I’ve at least popped out one kid at the very least.”
Tobirama rumbles, nodding, “You are not entirely wrong. My sister-in-law will insist you get breaks and have tea with her.” Izuna raises a brow at him as he’s carried out of the cave, “Lady Mito will want to have tea…with me? You sure she won’t try to skin me alive?” Tobi nodded with a huffed laugh, “She will likely wish to do both at once, but not to worry. It won’t hurt a bit unless you fight her on it.” Izuna huffs, “Great! Now what about your brother, how will he feel about you going off and getting married at the last minute to me? I’m sure he’ll wail in despair and demand something bigger and grander for his precious little brother.”
Tobirama hums, tilting his head as he speeds up towards the Senju clan compound, “I’m sure something can be arranged that would satisfy him and his demands. He’s not that particular after all. Maybe in exchange for naming our first born he’ll let it go.” Izuna laughs, “Oh great! Just selling out our first born’s name off to your brother! I’m sure that will go amazing!” The Senju huffs in amusement, “Whatever you say my dearest heart.” Uchiha groans, pressing his hand against Tobi’s face, “No, no nicknames, please.”
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Time passes, like all things do, seasons change and days turn to years. A village is built and children are born, placed into the sobbing arms of the Uchiha clan head Madara and the Hokage Hashirama under the watchful gaze of the twin newborn's father. Izuna laid back in his bed taking deep breaths, “Fuck, this hurts. How the hell did I allow you to talk me into this you mad man?” Tobirama chuckles deeply, leaning down to kiss the father of his twins, “You were the one that demanded that I give you children, I’ve done exactly as you asked, my blessing…”
Izuna groans, shutting his eyes in irritation, “You are impossible. You are lucky that I love you so much you smug bastard.” Tobirama chuckles, looking up to his sobbing brother and brother-in-law, “You both can name one. We have a boy and a girl so decide between the two of you who gets to name which.” Hashirama sniffles as he nuzzles the little girl, brushing his fingers through her black hair, Madara kissing the boy’s blond, the two still mesmerized by such gifts being given to them both from their beloved brothers.