So it has been about months since I updated. Well I AM BACK! So I wanted to say sorry and I hope this is an okay chapter.

Enjoy! XO

It has been days since I felt the contingency of what happened between Madara and I. Perhaps I haven't seen him around.

Rumours had already spread around the village of him. I can say, that they aren't very copacetic or more so; satisfying. But things mainly changed ever since I came back.

Hashirama, who I barely met. Also his younger brother Tobirama haven't been around. More clans have been adopting their surroundings in Konaha, filling up the capacity. But for some reason. I don't feel the same anymore. I shouldn't say any of this is a good sign.

I stepped outside of my apartment feeling prepared for the day or thought so...

I mentally growled seeing an "old" friend since a long time sanding a few feet away from me. Showing an apathetic expression; she didn't even glance my way.

Why would Ramiko be here?

She turned towards me not so surprised to see me; she doesn't seem to get the appalling incidents off her mind years ago...

"Hi...uh you have been called down by Hashirama-sama," Ramiko stammered her words; trying to smile jubilantly. I sighed deeply and nodded curtly before navigating myself towards the main building.

Never expected something so strange that the Hokage would want to see me... But for what purpose?

As I reach the main halls of the Hokage building, I inhaled softly and knocked before hearing Hashirama's voice telling me to enter.

I swiftly walked in carefully and bowed gracefully.

"No need." Hashirama smiled gently as I raised my head and nodded.

"You needed me?" I asked as I pursued my lips in a thin line. Whatever the case may be, I hope it isn't anything bad or any abhorrent cause of some sort.

"I am afraid that something calamitous has happened, Aquila-san. You are rather close to Madara, am I right? Madara vanished a few days ago, Aquila-san. But something is not right, he has been more dematerialized; not himself for the past few weeks. I suspect you may know something?..." Hashirama raised his left eyebrow as a frown formed on his face, awaiting an answer impassively.

"I... Uh, actually I really don't know, Hashirama-sama. Everything is more a mere blank image." I hung my head low in shame and disappointment. My happiness depleting from myself completely.

"If anything, something needs to be taken into action. I don't think this may end so well." Hashirama said despondently with sorrow overtaking him. His depression aura?... He doesn't look too happy about this. Nor am I.

But is Madara gone? Would he leave me like this, without a word?

I felt agitated at the thought, I cared deeply for him. I felt amorous for him, but wouldn't ever openly admit it.

Could this be my fault? Ugh, I shouldn't let these thoughts infiltrate my mind so carelessly.

I left without another word. Silence has overcome my thinking. I wish I had someone to talk to about this. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something so crudely were to happen to him. Is it really my fault?

As I was walking back I bumped into something soft not paying any close attention. I immediately stepped back in reaction.

"So..sorry!" I looked up to see a bright-red haired woman that was held up into two separate elegant buns. She wore an elaborate, high-collared kimono and a black obi which was tied around her waist.

I felt more shocked and astonished... Who is this woman?

"It is fine. May I ask something, what clan are you from? Just quite curious?" she smiled taking a stand of my hair into her palm hand caressing my silky hair.

"Uh... that is a mystery to me actually," I answered honestly turning my head away. I feel as if I have a strong affiliated connection with her. Like from clans?

"You are an Uzumaki?" I asked curiously and convivial with a small mere smile creeping on the edge of my lips. She nodded daintily at my sudden reaction. "I suppose we can figure out if you are an Uzumaki as well. Tell me what is your name?" she asked softly as we began to approach to what it seems, the Uzumaki compound.

"Aquila," I softly said as I inhaled the air around me.

"Well, I am Uzumaki Mito. Probably insignificantly have heard of me before," she curtly says as we enter some household...

I started walking back to the village after days, I was called down for a meeting by the Hidden village in the mist about a new formidable threat. I should have spoken to Aquila before I left.

I sighed, I doubt she would even be pleased to even see me. But she is more the understanding type.

I was about to walk into my complex when someone caught my eye.

Hashirama...

"So you decided to come back after all? A lot of us were worried sick!" Hashirama shouted coming closer as he was spiking with full contempt animosity.

"Leave me be. I am in no mood for this." I huffed irritatedly at his presence.

"Where have you been? That is all I ask." He furrowed his brows crossing his arms peculiarly as I sighed deeply from all of this.

"I shall speak to you later of this matter. Right now, I would rather be alone." I growled menacingly walking into my home seeing everything the same as usual. Hashirmama left me alone at least and in peace.

Mito has shown me many Uzumaki specialties from her clan. I looked at Mito with wondering eyes. She is very interesting, maybe I was apart of her clan.

"So do you think you're imperceptible of this clan; which means if you're from here. I think there are such possibilities, I sense great chakra within you." she smiled and got up from the uncomfortable position on the furniture and made her way towards a scroll that hung off her wall.

"Here, take this. This scroll will tell you if you really belong here. That is only if you want to know." She handed me the scroll gently as I jaunted out of her complex.

I placed the scroll in a pouch behind my back. I started to make my way towards my complex trudging my feet on the open path.

The air seems very thin, nothing in sight. No one is out at this hour, which is strange that it is only 7.

I mentally let out a shriek as soon as I felt two arms wrap around my slim waist, lifting me up and placing me down lightly. I swiftly turned on my heels and was met by two familiar black raven orbs.

Madara...

"You almost gave me a heart attack!" I nearly vociferated at him. He scoffed and then he pulled me closer to more like a soft hug?

"I'm sorry from before... I had business to attend to with another village. But-"

I decided to cut him off with bitterness in my tone:

"I had enough of your excuses, things have changed and I am starting to hate it. Aiko is dead, the thing inside me died protecting me. I have no one, when you left I was worried something would have happened to you!" I shouted getting ready to walk off not caring anymore.

I felt my heart shatter, this is more painful than I ever thought. I felt my heart wanting to burst but I still turned my head away.

"No! It isn't like that, ever since we were kids... I .... Aquila, you know what I feel for you now, I wouldn't have left you like that. I love you is there much more to say?" Madara stammered making me jolt my head up at him. My blood curdled.

"Are you just saying this?" I asked as tears were met by the corners of my eyes.

"Ugh! You woman! I am not fooling anyone here, Aquila!" He raised his voice with irritation.

"As I said before, we can't be together. No matter how hard we can try. Our love is forbidden. You must marry someone-"

I was cut off when his lips were tightly pressed onto mine; feeling the passion build in me. My affection grows larger than ever. I didn't move a muscle at first.. But I felt my knees grow week by the second. I started to slowly kiss back. As we parted he rested his forehead upon mine.

"As I said, I won't let this be an effect on anyone. The war is done remember that." Madara spoke in a more low serious tone before walking off one last time.

I stood there with so many questions rambling through my mind.

Maybe this could work?