Eternal Nightmare

[Part 1]

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As Hashirama was under the water, she was surprised to feel a slight chakra… It wasn’t her expertise, but he could feel it. Tobirama was the amazing sensory type between the two siblings.

So when she came to the surface, her shining brown eyes were wide due to Madara being right there, right by her clothing too.

“What do you mean who ar-” Hashirama’s cheeks puffed as she was pouting, arms in the air as they swung around to such a question, it taking a second to remember why Madara would ask such a thing, knowing he good with his sensory abilities. Then it clicked, remembering that only close family knew this secret, her father, Tobirama, her long lost brothers, Toka… That in fact, the mighty Senju Hashirama, was indeed a female.

What to do… If she changed now to her male self, he’d see that… If she made a clone, he’d know… There was nothing she could think of that would make Madara believe something he had just seen with his own eyes… The sharingan Hashirama could see was activated, his stance too was on high alert…

“Oh geez…” She said to herself.

“Nah, Madara… Can you toss me those clothes?” Hashirama said nervously, really hoping she wouldn’t have to get out when she was pretty much in her underwear. “And put that kunai away! I’m unarmed. I was simply cooling off in the water…” She whined, slumping over to this very embarrassing situation. “Tobirama was really in to our training today.” She said softly, like that’d help anything, but it was true.

He waited for a moment before reaching over and handing the kunoichi her clothing. The longer he was exposed to her chakra the more he was certain it  was Hashirama, but why was he disguised as a woman? “Hashirama?” he asked, showing a sense of uncertainty that he didn’t really feel. 

His mind was racing through all the reasons Hashirama might be posing as a woman, but he never considered the possibility that Hashirama had always been a woman. It left a slight nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he was missing some possibility or another.

Once she was completely dressed he turned back around, having turned his back to give her some privacy out of habit rather than concern for actual privacy. He still had his kunai raised since his questions weren’t answered yet.

Madara in the original databook

i am so in love with him

i want to revive him then kill him

@madaranookami​ 

Today was one of the few days that Hashirama and Madara happened to sneak out to met by the river, just as they did when they were younger. But there was something that the Senju was keeping from her friend… Hashirama had been born female, but for all these years, even being at the age of 16, it was kept secret due to the worry of her being used to make powerful shinobis. Only a select few knew that Senju Hashirama was actually a woman.

Thanks to her father and Tobirama, it was easy to use a simple jutsu to turn in to a man. At first it was odd since she was rather tall as a man… Having been really only 5′7″, her mother was short, but was strong despite her looks.

Having gotten to the river before Madara, she was under the impression that her friend was running late due to something worth his time, since she hardly got to their meting location before him.

Hashirama then got out of her clothes, besides her tank top and underwear, she ran then let herself jump in to the water. Tobirama and her had been training, so the cool water felt so good against her tan skin.

The two boys had been sneaking out to meet each other as teenagers, both finding no better training partner than the other. Even after their fathers made it very clear their meetings would not continue, even after their little brothers had fought at the river, there was simply nothing that could keep the two from ending up fighting each other on the battlefield. So, eventually, they started training with each other off the battlefield as well.

While Madara and Izuna had gotten distracted with their training and Madara was late, he wasn't perhaps as late as his friend had anticipated. When he arrived at the spot, he thought first that Hashirama must be doing some training under the waterfall, but the closer he looked (and with the Sharingan he was very capable of looking) the more he made out the shape of a beautiful kunoichi.

Madara's guard was instantly up, wondering who else might use this as a meeting place, or if perhaps it was just happenstance that someone was at their meeting place. With his guard raised he became confused; the chakra he felt was Hashirama's, unmistakably so, but there was something odd about it. He cast out his sensory abilities feeling for any kind of trap or sneaking younger siblings and came back to the conclusion that somehow the woman relaxing in the water was Hashirama.

Could you introduce Mreacher to my creation Mista Pistol (generally pronounced Mee-stah Pee-stah)? I would like to know what Mreacher thinks.

(link to first posting him: https://bleeding-ink-scars.tumblr.com/post/184754468855/i-drew-mista-as-a-pistol-and-i-love-this )

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Of course, the mreacher accepts all new friends!

He’s not dead yet but he looks like this so he might as well be 

Wings of Freedom. Hashimadaminibang, Day 5. Destiny / Free will

                     “You did well, Madara. Rest now…” 

                                     おつかれ,マダラ。                                          今も休みぞ。

Madara followed his dream, though Hashirama didn’t understand it till the end, he still respected Madara for following his own dream. 

Now they can live peacefully, with their loved ones, exchange cups as comrades, and Madara can see Izuna once again.