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My eyes were always trained on Izuna as he fought with his older brother Madara. They were training for preparation for the next battle against the Senju.

I never really noticed Madara though. I and Izuna were happy, and that was that.

~the next morning~

They were heading put to battle and I was standing off to the side.

"Good luck Izuna. Please come back."

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead, "of course."

But-

He didn't.

When the Uchiha force came back...Madara and a few others were left as Izuna's body was carried on horseback, deliberately covered so I wouldn't have to see.

~~~

"He's...dead?"

Madara had wrapped his arms around me as I cried into his chest. Big, bubbly tears continued to flow down my face as I tried to hold back my sobs of sadness.

*Madara's P.O.V*

My brother had what I always wanted.

(Name).

She was always the only one.

So,

Was it....

Worth killing my brother, so I could...

Have (Name) all to myself.

At least I could blame Tobirama for his death.

Now, I and (Name) cam live happily together.