*Izuna dragging an out-of-it Tobirama through his and Madara’s door*
Madara: What the — did you kill him? You finally did it, eh? Don’t worry, let nii-san help you hide the body real —
Izuna: He’s not dead! *drags Tobirama to the couch* He, um, he was showing me some stuff in his lab, and I may have tricked him into drinking a — well — M-Madara, you’re head of the clan, right?
Izuna: So that means you can perform marriage ceremonies. I want you to marry me and Tobi. Now. Before he comes to his senses.
Izuna: *falls to his knees* Pleeeeease, big bro?! Tobi is so damn shy, he’ll never have the balls to ask me on his own! But that stuff he drank makes him calm and agreeable to everything. You can marry us, and when he comes back to normal, it’ll just be something he doesn’t have to worry about anymore! Please please pleeease?
Madara: *sighs* I … suppose. It’s not like I didn’t know this day would come. At least go and change your clothes, Izu; put on something nice.
Izuna: *hugs Madara and then runs off to his room*
Tobirama, sitting up: Your brother is entirely too easy to please.
Madara: What the — you bastard! You were aware this whole time?!
Tobirama: Mm. But it’s like he said; when it comes to Izuna, I am shy. I could never outright ask him to be my husband. But I promise I’m going to love and respect and take care of your brother for the rest of our lives. You need never worry about him while I’m standing by his side. Alright?
Madara: … Alright. But why not just tell him that you’re —
Tobirama: Because you should have seen how happy he was when he “tricked” me. He practically did a dance before bringing me here.
Madara: So you’re willing to look like an idiot who got duped into drinking his own stupefying potion in his own lab, just to make Izuna happy?
Tobirama: Yes. I was also willing to let him brag about it to every Uchiha he saw on the way here.
Madara, tears in eyes: W-welcome to the family, asshole.
