《Aquila. [Uchiha Madara ]》Chapter XXVI
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I woke up in comforting arms wrapped around me soothingly. My mind drifted back to last night... I can't believe I said it. I peaked up towards Madara's restless face. Still fast asleep it seems. I couldn't help but falter a grin at last nights conversation.
"I love you,"
"I know. I as well share these feelings of love. Carried down from my brothers and now onto you." his words rolled off his tongue; I was grinning nevermore, right before sleep welcomed me.
I slowly wiggled my way out of his grasp trying not to wake him. I couldn't help but admire his handsomeness complexion. The way his hair caressed over his face tenderly. I couldn't help but feel my heart thump against my rib cage like thunder. His manner was just perfect - ugh! Why must I think like this...
I stood in the room pulling over my kimono, right as I was going to grab my obi, I felt red orbs watching my movements. "AH! Why must you do that here?" I hissed lowly. Madara pulled the covers off of him which left him with his exposed chest and pants on. I felt like my heart almost stopped beating.
"Making sure no intruders entered. It's an Uchiha's instict.." he sighed as he went to go pull over his navy blue yukata. "I want to show you something," Madara narrowed his eyes moving towards the door. I swallowed thickly still feeling nervousness run through me.
I followed him through the back as we appeared soon in the Uchiha garden. I remember still being here last night. Still, my mind wondered to Kurosawa. He was explicitly strange and full of mysteries.
"Ah, what are we doing here, Madara?" I chuckled as he sat down in front of a thick tree and leaning his back on the tree bark. I stood in awe; watching him relax and taking in the breeze.
"Aren't you going to join?" A small smirked formed at the ends of his lips. I sat next to him; resting my head on his lap. His one arm rested on my stomach. I couldn't help but enjoy every bit of this moment. Just him and I.
"Madara?" I asked shifting my gaze up at him while his eyelids were closed still.
"Hn?"
"I don't mean to bother your moment, but do you often come here?" I softly ask in an agile tone. "Occasion." his reply was short and simple but I admire his non-talkative ways. I smiled as I let the breeze kick in and the enjoyment of his presence covered with warm and passionate.
"This is useless..." I grumbled underneath my breath. Pondering with many thoughts as I was set on duty to guard the outskirts of the village. Nothing to do but stand and do nothing. Takima-san and Shiro-san were ordered with me to watch the front of the gates. Except Takima was taking a nap... like usual and Shiro being, as usual, wasn't paying attention to anything.
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I sighed as the sun was glaring acrimony and blazing hotness as if it were trying to melt my skin!
Just as I was getting bored as it is.. three silhouettes almost like figures were made out in the distance. I furrowed my brows in confusion. Were we expecting newcomers to stay in this newly founded village? Or was Hashirama-sama expecting visitors?
As they came closer, my suspicions arose. Two older men that looked like shinobi from what it looks like, from the Earth country by the looks of the way they dressed. They were accompanying a girl? Not just any girl...
She doesn't look like a ninja to me, but you never know. But she held her hair up in two ponytails off the sides of her blue head. The hat she wore came down hovering some parts of her face. But her attire looks astonishing, her Kimono looks like it was designed in pure silk with many shades of blue that were designed right into it.. is she noble?
As they came right in front of the gate. I stepped forward to look at them. The girl held an apathy look of dissatisfaction to her surroundings. "Tsch.." she rolled her eyes as I smiled at them.
"Uhh... I didn't know we were expecting visitors today?" I awkwardly shook my head in what I had said.
"I'm sorry no outsiders unknown to the village may enter unauthorized," Shiro-san stepped in front putting his hand up at them from moving forward and through the gate.
The woman turned her attention to me; holding a strong hatred and disgusting look.
"A kunoichi out here... hnn. Women don't have a place on the field." She took her large blue hat off revealing her icy blue orbs filled with antipathy. The antagonism was filling the air; heated tension rising.
"Would you like to repeat that?" I pursued my lips together glowering at her. I furrowed my brows in distaste by her nasty attitude.
"Women are meant to be trophy wives to their husbands like I will soon be. Such convenience to see an older woman like yourself probably eighteen or nineteen in age? Looks like you've haven't married at all. Such a shame." The woman made a 'tsk' sound as she shook her head.
"Oh, you didn't go there... I don't care who the hell you are, why don't you march your ass out of here before I-"
Was soon cut off when she held her hand up making me stop in the middle. "I don't care about you, I am here to see Hashirama, if you don't bring me to him, there will be heavenly consequences to your actions." The blue haired girl gawked at me making me grit my teeth almost as I adamantine my attitude towards the perky woman.
The tension was uprising within me as then I inhaled the breeze to calm myself as the feeling wasn't harmonious like before.
"Alright... I guess follow me." I grumbled feeling my blood curling beneath my skin. Oh, the things I want to do to her. It's like I am planning a murder scene in my eccentric head.
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Her birdbrained head held high like an arrogant noble. I sighed in annoyance as they followed me towards the red building leaving Shiro and Takima on normal guard duty.
As we meet our destination I rolled my eyes. "If Hashirama-sama isn't busy he'll be with you, consider yourself lucky." I huffed feeling angry and animosity arose within me.
"I'd be careful to whom you're talking to," the woman scowled recklessly at me. Before I can fire back more, the door opened revealing a distressed Hashirama.
Oh no... he's been here overnight. This work is very stressful for him. "Ah, Hashirama! It's been a long time." The blue haired woman laughed. Her act towards him is unbelievable...
"Akane-chan! It's been forever I see," Hashirama pulled her into a big hug making the woman giggle. I looked at them in disbelief. My expression must have been puzzled.
"You may leave now." She remote with a hint of annoyance in her voice. I snapped out of my transit making me glare harshly at her.
I turned on my heels to leave the two as they entered his office to probably discuss important things.. I've never encountered such rudeness from a person.
God, where's Aquila when you need her... I sighed as I started to head back. To only scold Takima and Shiro's lack of respect towards the village by doing nothing but sit around.
"You two should really be on guard and not lay around..." I muttered as I moved towards them.
I grabbed a silver Kunai out of my back pouch and stood in front of them peering down at the two. If they won't Listen, then I will make them as I activated my crimson eyes.
Hashirama and Akane stood in the room as they commenced in the matters.
"I bring terrible news, my father, who's the feudal lord of the land of Fire as you know of, is not well. I need resources to heal him, any known herbs that you have? Our medics have none. Please, Hashirama..." she softly said the last phrase as if she were pleading. The glistening stare she gave him made him realize how badly she wants to save her father and desperately doesn't want to lose someone dear to her. And would try to help in the matter.
"I-I will do all I can. My wife Mito would know of a tree that would help," Hashirama placed a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Tell her thanks..." Akane looked down, trying not to spill her tears. 'So he is married...' she thought out loud in her head. She nodded contently in the dark matters.
"May I ask... was Ramiko rude to you earlier. I apologize for her behaviour if-"
"She's fine." Akana glared at Hashirama for even bringing her up. "Why were you and her -"
"Don't mention it," she full warned back holding her head high again inhaling the air the filled the room.
Hashirama dropped the subject that made her blood run cold. She didn't like Ramiko but couldn't pin down why. Was it because of her similarities towards Akane? But all Akana could think is that she didn't want to run into her again.
"I will go talk to Mito, you can rest here for the night," Hashirama smiled as she followed him out of the building.
Akane and her guards went to walk over to the inn to get the room keys. Dismissing the two men she went over back into the village to get food. She thought of Inarizushi to fill herself with.
Walking over to the table counter of a food stall in the eastern side of the village, before she was going to order, a peeping voice caught her attention.
"Mito-san! That's amazing!" Akane looked behind her seeing the blue-haired girl she had altercations with earlier along with a red-haired female.
'Ugh, that girl!' Akane wanted to walk over past them and scowl at her as badly as she wanted. Ramiko's eyes fell upon her. Akane was purely glaring at her. Ramiko mumbled something catching Mito off guard as to what was happening.
Mito looked at Ramiko who stared at Akane. "So it seems the dog has let itself free in these parts." Akane rolled her eyes while folding her arms intently.
"You have problems," Ramiko sighed; Mito-san stood there bewildered as to what was happening. "You should have shown more respect to the feudal lord's daughter than!" Akane darkened her stare.
"You should take your own royal highness ass out of this village if you have a problem! Hn." Ramiko shot back full of conniption. Her stare on the girl never left her; watching her carefully and every move she makes.
"You girls need to make up and be happy like every should be!" Mito stepped in, making both of the girls snap their attention to her.
Ramiko muttered something towards Akane - 'I'm going to kick your as-" before she could finish Mito pushed her hands on her shoulders to hold her back; making Ramiko stable as to where she stands.
"No need for fighting here! Why don't we all get along!" Mito laughed awkwardly catching the other woman's attention. "Hmph," Akane stood still not moving her eyes off of Ramiko.
"What the hell is this?" A low tone caught all their attention. "Ahhh, Madara!" Ramiko stammered her words carefully.
Akane looked over with disgust and muttered 'Uchiha's' before turning her head away. "What is with the commotion? The people are looking quite terrified." Madara scowled intensely while folding his arms over his chest.
"Forget it..." Akane mumbled while trying to leave the scene with a temper. Madara rolled his eyes before leaving the two girls bewildered.
This will be a long day tomorrow than...
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