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ABO MadaTobi AU where Tobirama is married off for alliance sake and is rescued by Madara
- In which Senju is a patriarchy clan while Uchiha just simply doesn’t care. Tobirama is seen as a huge disappointment and is looked down on by Butsuma because he was born not just an omega, but an albino one.
- Everybody in the clan technically looks down on him. Omegas in the Senju clan are kept away as housewives to help out with chores and maintain heirline, they don’t have a voice in anything and are obliged to obey the alphas.
- Tobirama has been training secretly with Hashirama as his teacher since 9 because the omega doesn’t want to be useless to the clan. While Tobirama shows little discontentment and completely behaves their father, Hashirama is a rebel who hates patriarchy, believes in equality and wants to change the clan’s mindset. He hates how his father and other clansmen mistreat his brother and learned how different it is for omegas in the Uchiha clan through his secret best friend Madara.
- Tobirama always tries to read books during his limited free time between the kitchen duties to learn ninjutsu, medical knowledge, literature, economics and politics and everything. During the nights he’d be up late writing war tactics and battle plans against the Uchiha, or plans for supplies and Hashirama would take them to his father in the morning. Tobirama told Hashirama to claim the credit for himself because if Butsuma finds out the omega has been involving in alpha’s duties the man would go mad shit. Hashirama, though didn’t want to agree with him, had to because he doesn’t want his father to beat Tobirama then lock his brother in a dark room for days.
- Tobirama’s plans were marvelous and Butsuma is really proud of Hashirama on that. Over years Tobirama’s plans help Hashirama tighten trust with the clansmen (though he already gained their trust through his own ability by his inhuman strength and leadership skills). Meanwhile Tobirama becomes skillful at swordsmanship, but he’s still being kept hidden with chore duties and late nights secretly reading and writing scrolls of plans.
- Being the only omega child of the Senju clan’s head, when Tobirama is sixteen his father decides to marry him off to form an alliance with a clan when the actual intention is to have Tobirama spying on them. His fiancé is an alpha leader who is in his forties and is well-known for his violence and blood thirst.
- Hashirama, at age 17, screams, fights and kicks to oppose this marriage with everything he has. In the end Butsuma locks him up and ties him with special chakra rope so he will not be able to get out.
- That night before Tobirama leaves, he sneaks into his brother’s cell to visit him the last time. Hashirama has been sobbing all day for not being able to stop this brutal marriage his brother is being forced into and at the thoughts of all the things that violence alpha is gonna do with his brother.
- Tobirama gently wipes his cheek, telling him he’s going to be okay and that he has finally got a chance to serve his clan. He stays until dawn and has to leave before people find out while Hashirama cries out for his brother.
- Tobirama’s life with the alpha is truly hell. Asides from all the brutal abuses he get from his husband, the alpha also tattoos three lines onto his face. In years he secretly sends Butsuma his spied information. He knows his brother would never forget about him, and that his father or husband probably had stopped all his letters from being sent to the omega.
- And then one day the Uchihas attack their territory, leading by Madara. Because Madara is so powerful they quickly sweeps over the territory and wins. The leader sacrifies Tobirama as an offer hoping Madara would let him go. Madara is so disgusted by that he kills the man right away. Tobirama only stares at his husband’s painful death with a cold, empty of emotion gaze while feeling slightly satisfy innerly.
- Madara takes him back to the Uchiha territory and reveals the truth that Hashirama asks him to rescue him, because the Senju cannot break the alliance with his husband by attacking them. Tobirama has to temporarily live with the Uchihas until he can be sent back without Butsuma killing him for being a traitor.
- Tobirama has always been against the Uchihas like how he’s been educated as a Senju clan’s member. He personally didn’t like Madara at first because the alpha looks scary and grumpy and barely talks, and is rumored to be violent and blood-thirst. His brother, Izuna is a tease and would often be around Tobirama to say sarcastic things about the Senju clan, so he hates Izuna too.
- Izuna, Tajima and the Uchiha clan hates Tobirama at first because he is a Senju (they don’t know about Madara’s deal or friendship with Hashirama either). However, after the maids first bath Tobirama and saw all the brutal torture marks and scars his husband left on his body words spread and they slowly replace their hate with sympathy for the omega, because they are one of the rare clans who see omegas as their equal and often have deep sympathy for all the omegas out there being mistreated. Izuna starts giving him sweet treats and tries to talk to him, while clanspeople come to Madara’s house with medicine, fruits and clothes to give to him.
- He starts to realize the Uchiha clansmembers are actually quite nice and emotional when they’re not at war but still he can’t put his guards down.
- Knowing Tobirama’s swordsmanship ability, Izuna asks him to spare and likes it so much they start to do it very often. Tobirama is secretly happy because for the first time in his life he can publicly fight with his sword in front of others. Madara walks by their spare one time and is impressed with Tobirama’s talent.
- They have talks after that and Madara is very impressed with how intelligent Tobirama is despite knowing that the Senjus don’t let their omegas study. They’re still keeping distance but the tension has eased out much and Tobirama finds talking with Madara actually quite fun.
(TBC)
Omega Tobirama Alliance Marriage Plot
Part 1 2 3 4 here Happy Holidy here is Part 5:
- So Tobirama is given his own room in Madara’s house. The couple would sleep separately for few weeks, then sleep together for a night so people won’t doubt they’re not doing things. What really happens inside is they only lie next to each other with respectful space and discuss all the things in the world, giggles to each other. - After a month after the marriage Butsuma sends a letter rushing him to get pregnant, in which the omega replies pretend to obey but didn’t want to comply. - In the day, he resumes to helping the Uchiha chore teams like before the marriage, learning to lead them now that he’s the clanshead’s wife. And intelligent as Tobirama is, in the process of doing those chores he found out inefficient points and developed more efficient methods to do certain things. He showed them better methods to grow and protect their crops, avoid certain poisonous food and herbs that make good antidotes and medicine. His fame in the compound starts to rocket, and people starts to come to him for a lot of problem. - While doing the accounting jobs, he finds out some merchant’s price cheats and shows them better merchant tactics to avoid paying more for less. Madara and the elders learn about this as well as how much money the clan had saved after Tobirama found out those holes in their budget, and really appreciated it. They also learn how Tobirama helped the clan with so many things and now many people in the compound are coming to him on their problem, they decide to entrust Tobirama to look into a particular finance tension with the Land of Lightning that they’ve been having headaches on. Tobirama got it solved and peacefully and their relationship with that land improved after that. - Madara starts to ask Tobirama to help him plan the village building with Hashirama. Hashirama, without Tobirama, isn’t very succeed with drafting out plans for the village. Both alpha’s plans were a bunch of messy, unrealistic planning and Tobirama had to fix them back from the start, and teaching Madara how to plan things in logical details in the process. Madara starts to realize some marvelous trading tactics the Senju clan had in compete with the Uchiha clan before the alliance look really much alike Tobirama’s style, then remembered Hashirama’s stories of how Tobirama wrote economics and supply tactics for Hashirama to claim credit. He realized those trading tactics were all Tobirama’s, and thanked Amaterasu for now this genius is on their side. - The children in the compound really likes Tobirama, because they often come to the kitchen where the omega works and the omega gave them treats. Tobirama has always loved children, and thinks the child he lost years ago may have had a chance to grow into one of these cute happy children like them if it wasn’t because of his situation. He often gives these Uchiha children a lot of snacks and treats, and patiently answers all of their questions intelligently. He starts to read books and teach them to write or do basic math in his free time in the kitchen, and the parents noticed this. Some parents he had saved from their illness by his medicine were very grateful and asked him if he could take them in as apprentice, then soon the other Uchiha parents start to follow. The elders allow him to join the clan’s teachers to teach children (to teach basic things and of course, easier to be supervised on what he is teaching). He did very nice as a clanshead’s wife. Sometimes conflicts happen because he is Senju, but they would be solved. - Half a year through the marriage without having a child, the Senju clan elders are thinking he is infertile and they cannot steal the Uchiha’s bloodline with him keep being Madara’s wife. They wanted to replace him. - Madara and him go to the Senju clan for an alliance meeting, and present together to show proof that their marriage is going well for the sake of tightening the alliance. Tobirama trusts and is loyal to his father with all his heart, so when in the first time in his life father praises him for the old alpha had heard the good things he had done for the Uchiha, he was so happy to almost be on the verge of tears. Being praised and noticed by their father, was what Tobirama had been craving from his father from all his life. For the first time in Tobirama’s life, father had been kind to him and he was so happy. - And then all those happiness shatters when his father offers him his present for have been a good wife to Madara per Butsuma’s wish: a potion to “help him catch his husband’s seed better.” He now understands why his father and the Senju’s elders have been acting so kind to him lately when all his life they have always been cruel and inhuman to him. They would never see him as a human, and when they realize he isn’t a tool for them to lay their hand on the Uchiha’s bloodline they want to replace him with a different Senju bride. The potion his father gave him is poison. - “Father…” - The pale hands holding the bowl of potion shiver as he stared at his father, can’t believe his own blood would lose his humane to such level to his own son. Butsuma understood Tobirama knew, and starts to lecture him on duty to the clan and how his death would contribute greatly to the clan. “It would please me that you finally got some use.” - He ends with that. - Tobirama didn’t want to believe those words in his ears anymore. He cries silently, tears dripping into the poison bowl in his hand as his heart aches with pain. - “Your unwanted son will obey you for the last time, father.” - He said dryly, completely stopped crying and empty of tears - “He will obey your order to kill him. Not because he is still blindly loyal to your cruel orders, but because his heart had shattered at - no matter unconditionally that son had loved you - that you decided to kill him to serve your greeds.” And took it to the last gulp. - The omega’s hand crawls to his own abdomen, red eyes coldly looked into Butsuma’s ones as the corners of his lips twitched up. “And take your unborn grandson that shares the Uchiha blood you and your old sick fucks badly crave for to the grave with him, my beloved father.” Butsuma’s eyes widened, as Tobirama broke out his mad, broken laughings.
Short fic idea
Probably 2 chapters long at most
MadaTobi Merfolk!AU
Where Tobirama is a HUGE MER probably from either a deeper darker ocean or the arctic circle (or Antarctic)
Madara is a Betta Mer
IMAGINE
Madara is an "average" sized merman. HE'S NOT SMALL AT ALL NOPE NO WAY just because the Nara and Hyuga are all freaks of nature being so long doesn't mean he isn't all the greater! He'll fight you for it. He'll fight anyone. These hands are rated E for everyone, get in line Madara's gonna prove he's the biggest, baddest motherfucker in all the currents.
Madara get swept up by a particularly strong current.
Gets transported hundreds if not thousands of miles away from his home turf and the waters the Uchiha claimed. Its...really cold and he doesn't know what to eat. Oh sure, he eats but some stuff tastes weird and makes his stomach upset and it's been so long since he's seen another merfolk that he's getting lonely.
What are you talking about?! He's not lonely! He'll fight anyone who says so! At some point he's just screaming in frustration and punching walls like a man who was never put into anger management classes or was never called to change his behavior.
Except his screaming and thrashing kinda sounds like prey.
In comes some predator animal (idk some native species of the cold current) that comes investigating and Madara is still ready to duke it out.
Until something bigger came.
The Mer was fucking HUGE. Madara had never seen a Mer so big. The Bettafish Mer could fit quite nicely in the palm of the other's webbed hand! He's so big that he immediately scares off the predator fish which gets Madara mad, "Oi! That was my fight! Fuck off!"
Except the big bastard doesn't answer. Doesn't make a sound. Did he not speak the same language? Great, not only was Madara far from home but the natives can't even understand him! All the while he's grumbling, suddenly a big hand cups itself around him and pulls Madara up against the big bastard's chest.
Hey! Do you want him to suffocate?! Let me go! Pretty sure this is a sexual harressment charge! Until Madara could feel the big Mer shifting, and then swimming with the little BettaMer in a protective barrier against his chest. Cause the Big Mer is swimming against the current easily, gliding around and through several hundred thousand metric tons of water and a pressure of a jet engine. if the littleMer wasn't in a safe cocoon, he'd be flattened like a bug or at least broken.
Finally, they get to a spot where to ocean isn't affected much by the current and Madara is freed. He's freed and comes out spitting hellfire, willing to fight the big Mer to prove he's the strongest and baddest.
Only to realize that the BigMer may be more similar to him than he thought. Cause Madara finds himself swimming amongst a pod of GIANTS. Family members to the pale mer who are all looking back at him with mixed expressions of curiosity, amusement, and ecstatic joy (The biggest Mer looked strangely joyful, it was very disconcerting)
Looks like Madara realized he wasn't the biggest Mer in the sea.
Hi, I've been a fan of your Madatobi first for a while, and a concept that has been with me for the longest time is Dancer Tobirama. Like when Tobirama is in the Land of Wind and Madara is there and Tobi distracts everyone with dancing, I can't help but imagine Madara centering on Tobi at that time and just sort of bridenapping him without properly thinking of the consequences. I just thought the brain worms should be shared :) Have a nice day/night!
Ok, so, AO3 is down and I can't update so time to fill more prompts!
I am so happy you like how I write them! And I have been tossing around what this would look like so here is at least a start (note, the Omezō clan come from what I think is a fanwiki so I didn't make the clan idea- though the individual OCs are mine-, and don't know who did but credit to them!
So, let's see Madara loose his mind.
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Tobirama didn’t know what he was doing, like, he did know, obviously, but….Madara was called The Calamity; he didn’t need help from Tobirama Senju to get out of this place without burning his clan’s trading contracts. The trade route in Wind was vital to the Uchiha’s food supplies given how much of their weapons were bought here and the sand for their glass was in part sourced here and Madara couldn’t blow the goodwill he had with them; Tobirama was sure of that, but it wasn’t like the Uchiha could get out through the front door with representatives of the Omezō clan between him and the front door. He needed a distraction and unfortunately Tobirama was already dressed as an exotic dancer and disguised; his red markings hidden under paint and gaze and his white hair dyed closer to purple-silver, it would be easy to hide his eyes under a bandage again if he – was he actually thinking of – oh kami, was he really planning to go out there and dance to cause a distraction so the Madara Uchiha could slip out rather than blowing a hole in a wall? This…..Tobirama had spent years trying to walk the line between keeping his clan alive and not over balancing things into disenfranchising the Uchiha (and hurting Madara, curse Tobirama’s soft heart); but this was taking it to another level altogether, this was risking so much – he glanced through the crowd to where Madara was standing with his back to a wall, hair tied up in a high tail and lips pressed together in a stressed expression and dark brows slightly furrowed. He….he just….fuck. (Hashirama could never know.)
Madara was keeping his cool as carefully as possible, the Omezō had come when he least expected it and while he could overwhelm them he didn’t want to start a battle and ruin the homes of the people his clan needed to keep up their trade. The Mitokado merchant clan of Fire had long worked with the Uchiha to keep up their trade lines here and if Madara fucked it up now it could ruin his clan; feud with the Omezō notwithstanding – and no matter how stupid Madara thought that feud was (there was so few Omezō it hardly mattered that they had a dōjutsu kekkei genkai and boasted that it rivaled the Sharingan, besides the current leader of the clan really didn’t boast that much and Madara thought that it made far more sense to be angry with the Hyuuga and their cursed seal personally). Truthfully Madara was somewhat friendly with one of the Omezō he could see from where he stood, Aarush Omezō had run into Madara a few time on missions and they had always stayed out of each other’s way (and maybe shared a drink once in a little bar in the middle of nowhere); unfortunately standing next to the tall male Omezō was a smaller, full figured woman that Madara also knew, and no matter how Aarush felt about Madara his cousin Aanya Omezō hated him with a burning passion that few equaled and would burn everything down to get to Madara, as would the third Omezō with them. Alankar Omezō was a dutiful man and he would follow his cousin’s every order without question which meant that Aarush would have to do the same or be prosecuted by his clan – which Madara wouldn’t wish on him.
As if feeling Madara’s eyes Aarush looked around as Aanya argued with a merchant his long ponytail of bicolored gold and blue-black hair swinging and his golden dōjutsu flashing in the sun as they landed on Madara. Mouth set in a thin line Madara nodded the tiniest amount as his sometimes ally’s eyes widened in surprise and worry in his handsome face, Aarush’s golden eyes flicked over the square again – no doubt looking for more Uchiha even though Madara was more than enough trouble on his own. His eyes came back to Madara and he grimaced minutely, turning back to his second cousin to keep from catching her attention and Madara relaxed a bit; Aarush had the best situational awareness of the three as far as Madara knew and if he wasn’t going to give away Madara’s position then he might have a chance to get out of here. Maybe. If a good enough distraction came up – and as if Amaterasu had heard his thought the tents of performers that had been set up on one side of the square came alive with movement- he had thought they were done already? It was part of why he was leaving- and the barker came out, a slightly strained smile on his lips as he called out to the people in the square that in honor of the new guests there would be one more performance! Instantly there was a upwelling of applause and the lines around the mouth of the merchant that was talking to Aanya eased a touch, he was no doubt aware of what could happen with mixing shinobi clans and hoped that a good enough entertainment might defuse things – which it just might if Madara used the distraction to get the fuck out.
Mind made up Madara started scanning for the fastest and easiest way out of the square over the walls and back into the sand as the musicians started up again and then- like an idiot- Madara glanced at the low stage to see how much of a distraction he was going to get and froze. There was a slender man standing on the stage in the flickering light of the torches as the sun dipped behind the walls, gilding him with flickering amber over silver; he was tall and lean, strong muscles clearly displayed under pearl-pale skin that was barely covered by swathes of gaze the colors of a sunset and every inch that could be draped or pierced was covered in fine silver jewelry. Rings glinted on long fingers and toes that had been dipped in cobalt dye and his purple-silver hair was a swirling net around him; his bottom lip painted a red that was nearly black and his eyes hidden under midnight-blue silk and when did Madara turn on his Sharingan? Swallowing hard Madara knew he should turn the Sharingan off before he got noticed but…the music rose and strong arms lifted with a sound of silver on silver, hands a graceful arch of intention to the tip of every finger, held tension in readiness until the strings sang out and the man moved.
It was music, it was war, it was a story so old Madara had no idea what it spoke only that his soul knew the words and his blood the sound of those drums as the silver sunset dancer drew the story of the falling night (or was it a doomed empire? A hopeless love, a forbidden hope, a broken regret). With every line the long limb drew in the air as the music sang Madara’s heartbeat a little faster and his breath caught in his throat, something in him dancing in sympathy as the man shaped the attention of every living being to his will. This was it, Madara thought in the back of his mind, this was his chance to leave; no one would notice him slipping over the wall now and he would be home safe to Izuna no matter how it cracked him open to leave. Biting back the strange ache Madara chanced a look over his shoulder at the wall and then back to the dancer, it was time to go, another look back, he had to go, the dancer shifted - closer to the musicians and the ends of the bandage over his eyes were lifted on a spring breeze. It all happened at once, the end of the bandage caught on a erhu’s players bow and in a single note was ripped from the pale, angular face; slanted red eyes set in a fey face snapped open in surprise though the dance didn’t cease for a moment until those astounding eyes met Madara’s like they were drawn by magnets and –
Everything
Stopped.
hashirama is just... so insane... like my god the scale at which he eclipsed literally everyone else????
because tobirama invented pretty much every single notable jutsu in naruto AND a lot of the most dangerous (hiraishin/edo tensei); he was known as the fastest shinobi alive; he had a ridiculous amount of chakra; he was one of the best chakra sensors; and he wouldn't stand a chance against his older brother.
That's. Insane?
I think all the other shinobi leaders probably took one look at Hashirama smiling and handing them a peace treaty and were like yup, okay, whatever you say tree man so you don't murder us all
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anyway i think it'd be funny if tobirama basically developed the edo tensei without hashirama knowing about it but at some point he was like 'hmm....this is probably bad.'and so he sets up a thirty minute presentation about the existence and function of the edo tensei and also why he is now going to ban it. For the entire duration, Hashirama is just thinking '...you did what now' but tobirama does not notice. he is so pleased bc he thinks he's doing such a good job at ethics! but really he kinda sucks at morals and ethics so his main measure is just thinking 'what would senju butsuma do' then trying to do the opposite and also whether or not hashirama yells at him or not.
Madara smiled as you nestled your face against his neck. He felt his heart flutter with happiness and tenderness as he heard your giggle while he planted a soft kiss on your head.
His arms wrapped around you as the darkness of the room enveloped both of you, but that didn't even matter to him, not as long as he had you in his arms. The warmth of your body pressed against his lulled him to sleep along with the gentle scent of your silky hair.
Madara scoffed at how ridiculous this whole situation was. The man who lead the grand Uchiha clan, the man who could defeat tailed beasts with just his eyes... was defeated by the warmth and tenderness of your embrace.
"Madara", your soft and sweet voice like honey called out to him from the dimness of his sleep, successfully pulling him away from the reverie you had put him in.
He hummed unwilling to pull away from you, simply not wanting to let go of your warmth. His cold hands warmed with the touch of your back. His heart, which sometimes he felt stopped beating, now beat softly and so wonderfully against his chest, making him feel alive after not being by your side all day.
The soft touch of your hand against his cheek caused him to open his eyes, meeting your gaze that looked at him without any fear. Obsidian met the rich color of your eyes. Madara felt his chest flutter. Unconsciously he leaning his head more towards the warmth of your hand, trying to enjoy your touch as much as he could.
"Madara"
There it went again, his name coming out of your soft lips making his ears feel warm. He leaned in trying to meet your eyes. "Yes?"
"Wake up"
He remained silent for a moment, completely confused about what you meant. "What?"
"Please, wake up", you pleaded as your precious eyes were filled with unshed tears.
"I... I don't understand"
"Madara, please wake up, this can't go on like this"
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"Madara... I'm dead"
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"Please... wake up"
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"Wake up"
…
Madara woke up from his dream.
Feeling again like a dead man longing for the warmth of a woman who was also dead.
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fluff and angst? yes please
So like, could I possibly ask for some Tobirama x Madara/Madara x Tobirama headcanons? ;0; if not I'll just slide away back into my hellhole of being unable to finish my fanfics XD
- In desperation, Hashirama gives them a house at the very outskirts of the village because even he can’t stand the shouting.
- Madara is his best friend but he doesn’t want to hear him through three locked doors, four blankets, and a pillow every time he gets annoyed at Tobirama.
- Not that the other party is all that much better. Passive-aggressiveness, thy name is Tobirama.
- Madara gardens. He’s spectacularly bad at it.
- Tobirama cooks. It usually goes fairly well, as long as he doesn’t get distracted halfway through.
- Luckily being a Suiton user is good for more than just fighting.
- They get a cat.
- Well, Tobirama gets a cat.
- Madara gets a nemesis.
- Mito gets a hell of a lot of amusement for the simple act of leaving a kitten in their bedroom.
- Madara is a prude, and Tobirama likes to skinny-dip in any body of water large enough to hold him.
- (This may or may not have been the shouting match that made Hashirama relocate them.)
- In his more desperate moments, Hashirama wishes that they could be a lovely-dovey couple.
- Then he’s forced to endure Touka and Izuna for more than two hours at a time and concedes that there are no good choices.
- Really, how bad does it have to be that Hashirama is the Only Sane Man?
- Mito does not count. Mito is a goddess among fools, and if she wants to make it her life’s work to torture Madara into insanity, Hashirama will just stand back and applaud.
- Tobirama knows, of course.
- Was the passive-aggressiveness mentioned?
- Because sometimes Tobirama looks at Madara and wonders why the hell he fell in love and how he can fall out of it and really, Madara putting up with Mito is roughly equivalent to Tobirama putting up with Madara, so it all works out.
- Madara disagrees.
- Madara strongly disagrees.
- Why did he marry into the damned family again?
- Love. Right. That’s why.
Tobirama fanart {requested by Ashley}
their writing >>>> I need more madara fics anyways tobirama <3
Hello, it me again ;) here to try one more time for the Tobirama arranged marriage scenario! They didn't consummate the marriage and start to develop feelings for one another!
Okay so this is longer than I expected. I tried to give it enough plot. I think about this all the time so I had so many ideas. And we discussed it being a female s/o so I used she/her. HOPE IT’S OKAY FAM. This is probably my longest scenario to date
Tobirama Senju
The ceremony was basic, and private. Only family and a select few notable members from their respective clans attended, and it lasted half the time a thorough ceremony should have.
Hashirama’s vision of a charming wedding for his brother quickly lost life. Tobirama refused the mere thought of an arranged marriage at its first mention; he would not be married to some stranger from a clan which had opposed the Senju for decades. He let Hashirama have his union with the Uchiha, but he would bow to his elder brother’s delusions no more than that, and for something as frivolous as marriage, no less.
Yet Tobirama found himself regrettably swayed, in the end. It took weeks of pleading on Hashirama’s part. Depicting the prospect of the marriage as something logical and beneficial would be the only power that Tobirama acquiesced to. If acquiring resources and specialized workers for Konoha’s growth meant an alliance, was it not worth it?—so Hashirama presented it in such fashion. Tobirama was inclined to agree, though less inclined to concede that it would be his marriage on the table.
Had the clan been any less profitable, Tobirama would have refused and never spoken of the issue again. But the fact remained that there was little to lose and a monument to gain from the alliance. That would be the sole saving grace. It was the only fleeting comfort that quelled his mind during the tedious ceremony, though it quickly failed to do its job as the minutes dragged on and introduced a sinking feeling of doubt into his conscience.
Tobirama could see the discomfort in his bride’s eyes during the ceremony, the way they flickered ever so slightly to her father in the crowd, as if aspiring for his sudden change of heart that would rescue her from her dismal fate.
At one point, Tobirama thought she looked on the verge of tears. Sullen tears or angry tears, he didn’t know. The latter didn’t sound unlikely; he had heard that her compliance was no easier wrought than his.
Their shared disdain for the union should have eased some of his concerns. He wouldn’t have to worry about offending her should he not provide intimately like a husband should. If they could come to a civil understanding, then it would pave an at least refined path for the rest of the marriage. The eternal, unescapable marriage.
But civility would not be an effortless task. On the wedding night, she made that transparent.
“I won’t do this,” she told him mere seconds after walking into their bedroom, her expression hard, voice overcompensating for the pressure with confidence. “I don’t want to be touched. I’ll spend the night outside if I have to, but I can’t do this.”
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