Anavae’s pov
I groan as the morning light pours in. My body was absolutely sore from last night and on top of that I really didn’t get any sleep. Not that I was complaining however! Rolling over I look at my husband as he sleeps peacefully on. I smile at him, only slightly envious of the way he could continue to sleep despite the morning light illuminating the room. Reaching my hand out to Tobirama I comb my fingers through his ruffled, snow-white hair in a gentle fashion.
Tobirama’s eyes slide open before I can even retract my hands. He attempts to blink the sleep out of his eyes and I just giggle at him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a dumbfounded expression on the great sensory ninja before. Shuffling closer to him I place a quick kiss on his lips, “Morning there sleepy head.” I say.
Tobirama chuckles as his arm draws my body closer to his, “Good morning indeed.” He begins to nibble on my collar bone.
Groaning , my fingers weave themselves in his hair and tug gently, “Ungh… Tobirama~!”
Tobirama chuckles as he begins to move a bit lower, “I take it this feels pretty good.” He teases.
I roll my eyes at him and flick his forehead before sitting up and pushing him off of me, “Way to ruin the mood there Snowy.” I say.
Tobirama tosses me an annoyed look. He goes to open his mouth to undoubtedly shoot back a witty response where there was a bang on our door. I squeak out in surprise and latch onto my husband. His arms go around me and he holds me to his chest, “What?” he calls out annoyed.
“Yo lovebirds separate from each other, get dressed, and get out here.” Kojuro snarls from the other side of the door.
I grit my teeth at his tone. Kojuro had been a piss ever since our screaming match and he hadn’t lightened up at all. He was being a complete bastard about everything. Then again, he was always used to getting his way so he probably wasn’t used to this. Looking over at Tobirama I could see a plan forming in his head because he had his mischievous face on. He looks over at me and grins before attacking me.
My back hits our bed as his lips crush onto mine. My fingers immediately tangle in his hair as his own begin to go lower…
And lower…
And still lower…
We weren’t going to be coming out of our room for a while it seemed.
Madara’s Pov
He couldn’t stand it any longer. He tried keeping his distance and make everything go according to plan but it just wasn’t working. He needed to go and get Anavae back to where she belonged, at his side. If he didn’t then Madara felt like he would go insane. Stepping out of his room he makes his way through the compound, the very image of a dark cloud ready to strike lightning.
Madara passes by Setsuna who cowers away in fear. Madara doesn’t even give him a second glance. Rather, the Uchiha storms out of the compound and heads off toward the Senju Compound. Was he stark raving mad at the moment? Yes, yes he was. He only saw one thing and that was what he was going after. He didn’t think about if it was a good idea or not, he just went for it. Stepping onto the Senju plot he was about to get to the first building to knock furiously on the door when Kojuro Havari suddenly shows up.
“Lord Madara, please don’t!” He whispers fiercely.
Madara stops and glares at the Havari, “Why not? You promised me Anavae and yet she’s not here with me now is she? I’ve waited long enough, now I’m going to collect her.”
“My sister is not a prize to be won,” Kojuro growls, “Besides, she isn’t ready yet. She’s still in love with that damned Senju. Please just be patient and allow me to begin working the plan. I promise my lord that my sister will be yours in the end. I just wish to do this in such a way to cause her as little hurt as possible.”
Madara looks at him, “Why should I even trust you? You are her brother after all.”
“Because my lord, I have always been faithful to you.” He kneels, “It was I that urged our father to pair her with you in the first place. I’m sure that I can cause a big enough rift between her and the Senju for you to then be able to swoop in and take her from him. Hell, when I’m finished she’ll gladly leave him.”
Madara doesn’t fully believe him but he decides to take a chance anyways, “Fine Havari, you have five months. If she doesn’t willingly leave him before that time I will swoop in and take her from that damned Senju.”
Kojuro swallows hard, “Of course, thank you Madara-Sama.”
Madara turns on his heel and storms out of the complex without so much as another word. While he made his way through the village his mind was on other things. He was stuck in the past, thinking back on the time when Anavae was his and his alone.
“U-uhm… Madara-s-Sama? I hope we will be very happy t-together.” Anavae stuttered as she and Madara met for the first time.
Madara looked down on his new fiancé with little emotion at the time. “Hn.” Was his reply.
Anavae shrunk back from him a little bit but didn’t chance words. Madara promptly turned around and began to walk off. Anavae hung back behind him but didn’t follow him. Madara turned around and glared at her, “Well, are you going to follow me or not?” He hissed.
Immediately Anavae was spurred into action as she stumbled along after him. Madara waited until she was behind him before he turned around and stormed toward their-no his- room. He didn’t really even care about if this woman was supposed to be his fiancé or not, she was going to sleep on the floor with a blanket and pillow.
After all, he was Madara Uchiha and he didn’t share.
Anavae’s Pov
“Tobirama stop!” I laugh as I break free from his arms around my waist.
My husband glares at me in a playful manner, “Can’t we just stay in bed for the day? I doubt they’ll even miss us.” He says.
“You and I both know that’s a lie.” I stick my tongue out at him before going over to get dressed, “Besides, didn’t Hashi want to speak to you today about something? I’m sure he isn’t gonna want to wait until tomorrow; it sounded urgent.”
Tobirama sighs, “You’re not going to let this go are you?” He asks.
I shake my head and peck him on the lips, “Sorry but no.”
Tobirama stands up and goes to get dressed while I sit down at my vanity. Picking up my brush I begin to run it through my hair. The brush snags onto the mass of tangles in my hair and I wince at the stings that go through my scalp.
Stupid Tobirama and his hair pulling fetish…
I begin to focus on the snags in my hair so much that I don’t realize Tobirama coming up behind me. Focusing on a particularly tangled knot I pull away at it with the brush until two hands land down on my hips. I scream in surprise and drop the hairbrush. Whirling around I smack Tobirama on the arm, “Not funny!” I yell at him indignantly. Tobirama is laughing before the door suddenly bursts open. All four of my brothers along with Hashirama all enter the room looking alert and alarmed at the same time.
“Anavae what’s going on? Are you alright?” Akio asks as he comes over to me first and pulls me into a hug.
My face is buried in my brother’s arms and I can’t say a word, “Akio, you’re strangling her.” Tobirama cuts in, monotone seeps in his tone.
Akio loosens his grip, “Sorry sis.”
“It’s okay, what are you guys all doing in here?” I ask.
“Sis we heard you scream.” Hiro starts, “We wanted to make sure that Fox-face wasn’t hurting you or anything.”
I sigh and roll my eyes before sliding out of Akio’s arms and hug Tobirama’s side as his arms wrap around me, “You guys are too protective. Now get out of here, we’re fine.”
The males began to file out of our room. I go over to Tobirama and begin to push him after his brother, “What are you doing?” He asks annoyed.
“Go and talk to him already. The faster you do the quicker you’ll be done and we can spend time together.” I reply.
Tobirama is about to say something but I give him a large shove and out the door he goes. He nearly falls onto his face but catches himself at the last moment. Tobirama turns to glare at me and I respond with a sarcastic kiss and finger-wave. My husband rolls his eyes before catch up to his brother.
Now with Tobirama gone I sigh and begin to clean the room up a little. Last night got a bit wild and as a result things were strewn everywhere and a few bottles had been broken from hitting the floor. The comforter and sheets are all over the place as well. All in all, this place was total chaos. Blushing I grab up the bedding and try to keep my thoughts off of last night. While nice, it wouldn’t be so great if I stood there all day reminiscing. Tossing them in the corner I figure that I’ll get to those later.
Moving back over to my vanity I see that everything is knocked over and in disarray. I begin to set the various bottles of perfumes and such back up as well as clearing all of the broken glass shards from the floor. Tossing them into the trash I began to then grab up the clothes that were strewn all over the room. Depositing those on top of the bedding I then sit down for a moment to catch my breath. For some odd reason I became really dizzy.
“Feeling bad?” A voice behind me asks. I open my mouth to scream in shock but a hand is clapped over it before I can, “Be quiet.”
Whipping around I glare at Setsuna, “What do you want you stupid Uchiha?”
“Madara-Sama is going to send an invitation for you and your stupid husband to come to the Uchiha Compound for dinner tonight. Wear something nice and don’t refuse.” Setsuna replies in a monotone voice.
I snort, “Like hell I’ll attend that.”
“If you love your new family then you aren’t going to refuse. Madara-Sama is short on patience these days, if you fail to comply and show up for dinner then he will drag you there forcibly by your hair… or worse…” He trails off.
“Madara doesn’t have the right.” I shoot back.
Setsuna gives me a withering look, “Can’t you just go with it for once?! Madara-Sama loves you and he doesn’t want to lose you!”
I give a bitter laugh, “He already lost me. There was a time where I thought we could be happy together but I know now that it will never happen. He’s too bent on revenge. He doesn’t want to love me, he wants to own me.” I turn away from Setsuna and go over to my vanity and begin to brush my hair, “Tell Madara that I’d sooner die than eat at a table with him again.”
“You’re making a mistake.” Setsuna walks to where I’m seated and kneels down, taking my hand in both of his. “My lady, was there not a time where you and I were friends? Will you not do this for me, your friend?”
I look at the Uchiha that was really the only nice one to me when I was living at the Uchiha compound. I shake my head, “I’m sorry Setsuna but I can’t.” I take my hand out of his hold, “Besides, if we had a friendship it died when I left. Please leave.”
Setsuna stands up, his face dark, “You’re making a mistake, I hope you enjoy reaping the consequences.” With that the Uchiha leaves.
A dark, foreboding feeling falls over me. Shivering I push away from my vanity and then decide to go out and sit in the garden. I figured that the flowers and sunshine would help improve my mood. Settling down underneath the weeping willow I lean against the warm bark and inhale the sweet scent of outside. Why was Madara so interested now? There were so many other opportunities to come find me to work things out. Was it because I was with someone else now?
Groaning I put my face into my hands and sit there silently. How am I supposed to guess what goes on in that crazy Uchiha’s head? I have no idea of how long I sat like that by the tree but suddenly I feel someone sit down next to me. Figuring it was probably one of my brothers I just keep my face hidden, I don’t want to talk to them about this lest they go and attempt something crazy like attack Madara.
“Why are you sulking?” Toka asks as she sits next to me.
I nearly jolt in surprise, “What are you doing here?”
She gives me an impatient look, “Why are you sulking?” She asks again.
I bit my lip but eventually decide to tell her everything. Once I started I found it hard to stop. The words kept flowing from my mouth in a jumble as I recounted all of my Uchiha-encounters from the past few days. Once I’m finished I sheepishly peek over to see the Senju woman’s face pulled into a tight look of concentration.
“This isn’t good.” She says finally.
I groan in annoyance, “Of course it’s fucking not good!”
“No, you don’t understand. Madara Uchiha has asked for Hashirama, Tobirama, and you to have dinner with him at the Uchiha-complex tonight. Hashirama has accepted the offer.” I felt my inside freeze at what Toka just told me.
“Fucking hell…” I mutter.
And so passed the calm before the storm.