二代目火影

“Then tell me where he is, Tobirama.” He’s not one for asking, either. Tensions were mounting between the Uchiha and the Senju. They had formed the village together in a truce, but at the end of it all it still felt like the Uchiha were being simply pacified, treated like rabid dogs, thrown a single bone to keep them from biting any longer. Having Tobirama sit on the much sought after chair, did little to assuage these feelings of betrayal.

His brother did not get to see the formation of this village, and it was the man before him who had made sure of that. Izuna would damn him for allowing his people to be treated this way, at least that’s what Madara’s delusions told him. “I have things to discuss with the Hokage, not his brother.”

“Elsewhere.” The return had been swift, the question avoided much as his dances upon the battlefield. Quick and merciless. The glare he afforded to Madara Uchiha did not sway in the slightest. Though he did not deserve his attention, he was too dangerous to ignore. They all were. 

u cant exile me i quit

“He’s not here.” Tobirama’s tone could not have been more unpleasant if he tried. What use was there in pretending to be civil with the ears of others, on in particular, was absent to hear them. 

matrix flips out of the way because sharingan

fuckin shocking

and he died, like a bitch. destiny of a senju

inhales

at least my brother was a real warrior, not a pantywaist crybaby like your lesser brother.

are you fucking high

leash and all

aren’t you supposed to know, like, everything?

already treated your mom like an animal last night

that’s what i said to your mom, but i was drunk and she wouldn’t stop asking

you scream as much as your mom did last night

i think we’re all asking ourselves that