Mi Ho pov:

Lifting my hands from under the warm sheets, I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I blinked several times, adjusting to the light in the room. I was tired and refreshed at the same time and I wondered what I had done to feel this way.

I looked around and spotted a sleeping Madara on the bed beside me. All the things that happened yesterday – returning to this time frame, the kiss, the condition and finally....everything came back to me. I blushed slightly but smiled. I was happy. After so long of being in confusion and anger and arguing with Madara, we were finally like this in the same room, a serene feeling in my heart.

I turned to sleep on my side so I could see Madara properly as he slept. I had both hands under my cheek, a constant smile as I observed his features. He was sleeping rather deeply and I realized, this was the first time I had seen him sleeping. We always slept in separate rooms in the Uchiha compound and once we moved to Konoha, we lived almost in either ends of the village. He looked very comfortable and calm as he slept.

I wonder if this is how he always slept or if it was because I had finally accepted him and we had shared our love yesterday.

I reached out to him, moving some of his hair that had fallen haphazardly on his face. I pushed it behind his ear and caressed his cheek with the back of my fingers. I stiffened and pulled my hand away when he scrunched up his face. I didn't know if he was a light sleeper and I didn't want to wake him.

He let out a noise that was a mix of a whine and a groan before snuggling his face deeper into the pillow. I brought my fist to my mouth giggling softly. Since when did the fearful Madara look so adorable? Jeez, I just wanted to kiss him right now!

I turned to sleep on my back and stretched my arms above my head. I loved this! Finally some happy time with Madara!

I smiled again and got up. I wrapped one of the sheets around my body and stood up. I staggered for a moment, feeling the pain and soreness of my body from my first time. Madara wasn't exactly gentle yesterday, but he was passionate and I guess that is what mattered to express your love right? After all, Madara wasn't a gentle person to begin with. He could have a few instances here and there when he was not as rough as usual, but he was still pretty crude. I guess it was expected in this too. Besides, I had barely slept! He had so much stamina to keep me up almost the whole night....

It was around 7:30 in the morning.....as usual, despite wanting to sleep in, my biological clock had woken me up at the usual time. I looked around at our clothes that were literally scattered around the room. I slowly walked around, picking up all of our clothes before heading into the bathroom. I dumped them into the laundry basket and locked the door to take a shower to freshen up for the day.

As I showered, I looked at myself in the mirror. I realized that there were so many red marks on my skin. Its like Madara hadn't left even an inch of my body untouched and unmarked by him. Jeez, talk about heights of possessiveness! There were especially three marks that were so red, I was sure it would take a few days to disappear. But thankfully, they were on parts that would be covered by my clothes - my left shoulder, one spot on my left ribs and another on my right waist. I touched the spot on my shoulder with a soft laugh. The mark that showed that I was now Madara's; It actually made me feel warm and tingly inside.

When I was satisfied with my shower, I headed out of the bathroom in a clean pair of clothes - a light baggy top and a pair of slim fit pants. I looked at the bed to see Madara still asleep but now sleeping on his back. The blanket was covering him till his waist and I smiled. I walked to him and pulled the sheet till his chest. I watched him as he took deep breaths. His lips were slightly parted and I gave him a feather light kiss, not wanting to disturb his sleep. I caressed his head once more before moving away.

I place a towel and a set of fresh clothes for him on the bed. When I had just moved into this apartment, there were some clothes for both men and women stacked in the cupboards. I don't think they were the best fit for Madara but he could manage for a little while until we went back to the Uchiha compound.

I decided to make some breakfast so I closed the room door and then headed to the kitchen. Being in the kitchen with all the utensils and spatulas clanking against each other would be noisy. The door wouldn't be much of a sound barrier, but it was better than nothing.

I decided to make egg rolls, miso soup and some salad. I cut the vegetables for the soup and salad, occasionally popping a carrot piece or lettuce piece into my mouth. My hair was still wet and was getting in my eyes, so I pinned up my bangs with some clips. I pulled the rest of my hair over my right shoulder so it wouldn't be sprawled out around me.

I was pretty much done with the soup and salad and I was now beating the eggs to make the egg rolls. I heard the room door open and I turned back to see Madara walking to the kitchen....his hair wet and his eyes still half asleep. He hadn't bothered to put on a shirt and I chuckled turning back to the eggs.

"Good morning! Sit down at the table. Breakfast will be ready in a bit." I lit the stove and placed a pan on the flame. I poured half of the beaten egg mix onto the pan and waited for it to bake halfway before I could roll it. I waited, chopsticks in hand and smiled when I felt Madara stand behind me with his chin on my left shoulder.

He pulled off my shirt from my left shoulder and then snaked his arms around my middle. I took in a sharp breath when he kissed and ran his tongue over the love bite on my shoulder. It kind of burned and my squirming didn't seem to make him stop what he was doing. "Madara....I'm trying to cook." I said with a sigh. "I don't care." I sent an 'are-you-serious?' look to him as I glanced sideways though he was too engrossed in caressing me with his eyes closed.

Shaking my head, I let him do what he wanted and I began to roll the egg mix on the pan. A few minutes later, I had the egg rolls ready on a plate. I turned around to face Madara now with a brow raised. He had not stopped kissing my shoulder and neck the whole time I was cooking and let me tell you, it was not just a hindrance but also rather distracting.

When I turned to face him though, I didn't get the chance to scold him for disturbing me because he crushed his lips against mine as he pulled me into his chest. I smiled into the kiss helpless at his attitude, and I responded slowly cupping his face gently in my hands. He pulled away and yet again went to my neck while lifting my shirt to touch my sides. That's when I heard my nerve pop.

I slapped his hands away, stepping away from him with a glare. I was rewarded with a glare myself from Madara. "Don't get any ideas, Madara! If we do that again, I'm not going to be able to walk! And then I'm going to make you do all the house chores." I said with a mischievous glint in my eyes. He scoffed and ran a hand through his hair. "Tch! Why do you always ruin the mood, Mio?"

I chuckled surprised and placed a hand on my hip. "Excuse me? I'm ruining the mood? Who's fault is it that I was up all night and can barely walk now?" I teased earning a smirk. I shook my head and picked up the plate of egg rolls. "C'mon, lets eat now. I'm hungry!" We sat down opposite to each other at the table and began breakfast. Madara ate 2/3rds of what I had cooked and I ate the remaining 1/3rd. Yeah, guys are always known to having big appetites....I always remember how oppa ate when we were back at home. He ate two times what one of us ate....every single meal.

When we were done with breakfast, I just dumped all the soiled utensils in the sink to wash later. Madara was sitting on the couch with his eyes closed and I noticed that his hair was still wet. I rolled my eyes and headed to my room to get a towel. When I returned, I walked to him and threw the towel over his head.

He stiffened, but I took the liberty to sit between his legs and dry his hair. He wrapped an arm around my waist, the other was on the backrest of the couch. He stayed still as I dried his hair. When I was done drying his scalp, I pulled the towel away to dry the rest of his hair that fell over his chest. "What made you change so suddenly?"

I looked at Madara who was watching with curiosity in his eyes. I smiled, running my fingers through the strands of his hair. "Why do you ask that?" "You were obviously running away and avoiding me all this time. And since yesterday, there is a complete change. You took the initiative to kiss me and let me take you without an ounce of resistance. No one changes to this extent without a reason."

Now he sounded slightly suspicious. I glanced at him, noticing his hard stare. I shrugged, leaning sideways against his chest, my head resting against his collar bone. The warmth of his body was nice, his intoxicating scent wafting to my nose. I sighed, closing my eyes as I made myself comfortable in his lap.

"You know people say that sometimes your mind rushes with thoughts....things that you've seen, felt, understood and even things that you see with faith. You remember I told you that sometimes you have to follow your heart to make crucial decisions, right? I guess this is just one of those situations.....so I trusted my heart. I felt that following my instincts this time would make me take the right choice."

There was no way I was going to tell him about my travel to the future and to the past of this time. I couldn't give even the slightest hint because I didn't want him chasing a crazy dream like that.

"What nonsense are you going on about now?" He asked annoyed making me laugh. I shook my head and got up from his lap. "Never mind. Lets just say that I realized that I want to be with you. Now go put on a shirt! We have an important announcement to make to everyone!" I held his hand and tried to pull him up in vain. He smirked at my futile attempts and instead pulled me down to make our lips meet again. I collided with him and he brought an arm around my waist holding me to him as he nibbled on my bottom lip.

I winced at the impact though and moved away immediately. "Be a little gentle will you? Because of you, every bit of my body hurts....ah...." I touched my sore back and he just chuckled. "You should get used to it, don't you think so?" I sent him a glare and he walked to the room still chuckling. He walked back wearing the shirt I had kept for him and he had a frown. "What kind of crappy clothes are these? They're so uncomfortable."

I shrugged. "Don't ask me, they were hanging in the wardrobe when I moved in. Now lets go!" I took his hand and dragged him out of the house, much to his dislike. Many of the clans that had just moved into the village watched and whispered as we passed by. Few even flinched when Madara glanced their way and it made him tighten is grip on my hand. I patted his hand gently, giving him a reassuring smile to which he just scowled.

We finally made it to Hashirama's house. Just next to the circular red Hokage building. I stopped in front of the door and knocked. Tobirama opened the door and he seemed a little surprised when he saw Madara with me. He seemed uneasy as well when he glanced at my hand that was holding Madara's. Madara, as always, was glaring at Tobirama.

"Hey Tobirama! Mind if we come in? I have an important announcement to make!" I smiled wide and he nodded still wary. He let us in and we made it to the living room. Mito san was sitting on the couch in the living room. Immediately, I let go of Madara and ran to her. "Mito san! How are you feeling?" "I'm fine Mio dear. Just a little tired because of how active the child is. And haven't I told you to just call me Mito? Honestly, so stubborn." She scolded and I stuck my tongue out.

My face lit up with a smile though. "Does he move around a lot? Can I feel it too?" I asked like a five year old. Madara scoffed and Tobirama chuckled. Mito san just nodded and I sat down on the floor placing my hands gently on her stomach. I waited for a few minutes and grinned when I felt a movement inside. She was already in her seventh month and I guess it was quite common to feel this kind of movement from the outside.

"Mio! Good to see you." I turned around to see Hashirama. "You're going to have a really naught kid, you know! He moves around a lot." Hashirama blushed rubbing the back of his head but there was also some sort of pride when he gazed at his wife's round stomach. Then he noticed Madara in the room as well. "Oh Madara? What brings you here?"

"I'll tell you the reason." I stood up and all the attention was turned to me. "Hashirama? Madara and I....we want to get married." There was a dead silence in the room and the first to react was Mito san.

"That's wonderful news, Mio!" She almost squealed but Hashirama and Tobirama looked between each other. "That's wonderful, Mio. Congratulations." Hashirama wished whole heartedly but Tobirama didn't seem to be in very high spirits. I noticed Madara smirking at Tobirama. I rolled my eyes at his jealousy. Jeez, he talks so highly of himself and yet he can act so childish at times.

"We just wanted to tell you....I guess we'll discuss things with Tajima san and set a date for the wedding...." "Heh! My old man doesn't need to se the date. We can do it when we want to." There goes Madara again. "Don't be so rude! Your father is the clan elder. He has to know and I'm sure it will be a special occasion for the Uchiha clan, wont it? You are the clan leader after all, right?" "Tch, whatever...."

"Ah, ignore him. Anyway, I had a few things to do so I'll meet up with you guys later. I'm sure you can talk to Tajima san without me, right?" I asked Madara specifically and he waved his hand as he walked out of the house. "I wonder what I saw in him....he's such a hassle." I chuckled to myself.

"Mio? Can I....can we talk?" I looked at Tobirama. In that instant, I knew this wasn't going to be a jolly conversation. But he deserved an explanation too, right? I nodded with a slight smile. "Yeah, lets go."

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