What happens when Uchiha Madara finds out the true purpose of the Infinite Tsukuyomi? Uchiha Madara bumps into an interesting girl along the way and they may even end up sealing their fate.
A Madara x Hyuga OC reading.
#1 on clans, Nov 2020.
Madara looked down at her, her expression was actually sort of cute, he thought. "I'll see you later, Hyuga."
"Matte! Madara." "What is it?" Madara turned around. "That important question you had..." She twiddled with her fingers innocently.
His eyes slightly raised, then returned to normal. That's right, I still had to ask her. "Not now." Madara softened his face, hoping to reassure her.
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Ayumi took a deep breath. Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous. Not like you're going to be eating lunch with the Uchiha leader's family. I swear to God if my stomach rumbles... She looked down at her torso nervously. Ayumi was hungry, and she hadn't eaten in a while. She could already smell the fruitful aromas Madara had crafted. Ayumi held a pack of inarizushi for Madara, and stood in her spot uncomfortably, just eying the Uchiha crest proudly hung at the entrance way. She snapped out of her daze and grabbed the chimes.
A few moments passed by until she heard a familiar muffled voice from the other side. "Come in."
She sighed, how typical of Madara to not even greet a guest! Nonetheless hold the door for them. Ayumi muttered utterances of annoyances as she slid the tatami matt and held the dish with her other hand, immediately going to take her geta off.
"Madara, you could at least say hi y'know, nothing wrong with being a little friendly with me! And besides -" Ayumi was insistent on continuing her tangent, but her jaw dropped at the sight before her as she lifted her eyes up. "Ehhhhhh?!" She flailed, jumbling the inarizushi from falling apart.
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Madara could not be bothered, sparing her a bored glance, setting the tea cup on the table. She didn't miss the way his torso would clench and flex at the slightest of his movements. Madara was a perfectly crafted Uchiha, and it flustered the Princess. It made her turn beet red. She couldn't help but take note of the scar on his torso, it had lightened over the course of time.
"Welcome." Madara said.
"B-b-b baka!" She raised a fist, and threw a pillow at him. "Cover yourself!" Madara narrowed his eyes, getting up and approaching her, setting the pillow aside. She couldn't help but avert her gaze from him. She heard the wooden floorboard creak as he got closer.
"I am in the comfort of my own home." He spoke huskily, now hovering over her, "And I did not want the stench of food to linger on my clothing." It was enough to give rise to the goosebumps on her skin.
She sighed. "I guess it can't be helped." "Inarizushi?" Madara said, as his eyes fell to her hand.
"Yeah. For you." Ayumi met his eyes again, though hesitantly due to her fluster. They were dark, and it felt like his gaze alone was wrapping chains around her body. Utterly daunting and he was handsome. Madara smiled smally, taking the package from her hands. "How thoughtful."
