thetimeisnowsomehow

Bro was skewered 14 times. Each one of those black chakra rods came from Madara's hands. And he might have missed a few shots in their speed battle. So Madara likely made a ton of rods to throw at undead Tobirama before he starting pinning him to the ground. He definitely had to get one lodged in his body to stop the hiraishin loops.

Just funny how he really went the extra mile for Tobirama. He was done reasoning with Hashirama, took his chakra and moved on. But Tobirama? He got the full fucking lecture. And stabbed in the head one extra time.

Me want .....tattoo

Me want money. Me want do a million things. So many things. Think about the things. Andthenit too many things and me jus wan tattoos

Anime tattoo. Of my favorite. Or fix my old ones. Both. But especially new days. Me wan favsss

I don't know why I am typing with the Jamaican accent I am pale as shit it's just fun.

No only was I coerced. But I was expected to like it. And the pressure never relented. You can't live with a guy and then tell him no. It always has to be later or not now. It can never really be no.

Men act like sex is as harmless as taking a shit. When Really it's only as nasty as taking a shit. It's not a need. But they demand it like one.

I didn't know that kind of heavy pressure would live with me. It got heavier the longer I was stuck there. My system learned to stay on guard. My system does not relax around him. And that is the correct response becuase he would like me to forget all the harm and just do the dance again and no. That destroyed my health. I hate you. I will never trust you again. He is dangerous, sexist and a liar.

I am hurt to have trusted him. I am hurt that this world considers his behavior normal.

.....it is peace. It is calm. And Madara stews in his grief and his madness. Zetsu whispers to him cruel dreams. He is a great black shadow of seething chakra.

Hashirama has been called away briefly, very briefly. And Tobirama glares and says nothing as he narrowly avoids taking the same hallway through Hokage tower. Tobirama wants to risk nothing while his brother is away, and the village still young.

Madara, desperate and emotional, waits until the end of the workday before sliding into his office and putting one pointed gloved finger down on the desk. 'Do you,' he pauses for effect 'fancy a spar?'

Tobirama, who has done a perfect job of not reacting or looking up from the scrolling his hands, sighs. 'No.'

M: taijutsu only.

Tobirama stands up to look him in the face, but not the eyes. Never the eyes: do you intend to kill me while the Hokage is absent? Can you not wait for a mission or come up with a more convincing plot!

Madara smiles: I do not intend to kill you. I crave a spar and there is no one else close to my level. No chakra either. Pure taijutsu.

Tobirama pauses, and hesitates: it would not be a wise spectacle to see our clans fighting.

Madara: then let us not be seen. I crave a spar, not an audience.

Tobi: WHY are you being so insistent!

M: Because I AM ANGRY! AT YOU! and i can't go on a mission and can't drink while Hashirama has left me the hat and the chair! So let's spar for a bit before I MAKE YOU!

Tobirama, almost says something but swallows it. He nods. Clears his desk quickly, and grabs a kunai with his marking.

As he passes Madara who has just been standing in the doorway, fully aware Tobirama can teleport, without turning his head he says ' anija will not like this'

M: let's GO!

They race up the hokage mountain. Tobirama leads the way and Madara let's him choose the forest clearing they will fight in.

It's BRUTAL. If Madara wasn't aware of Tobirama's healing jutsu skills he might have held back more. But he didn't. He should have. Maybe. Only a few cracks. And lots of bruises. And that sour expression. Madara was bleeding too. Even with no chakra involved, Tobirama used the aversion to eyestrikes to his advantage. Going for the eyes as a feint and then hitting his torso a few good times, while Madara protected his doujutsu. He never got a hit in on his back.

Tobirama was Fast. And smart. And strong. But Madara was pent up, angry and very specifically pissed off at Tobirama. Madara got Tobirama's back though. Once he caught him, they descended into grappling. Tobirama had worn his usual happuri and smashed it into Madara's face to great effect until Madara tore it off. They didn't quit, rolled around like animals long enough for Madara to get on his backside and get both arms across the white demon's throat. He was never going to yield. So he squeezed until he went limp.

For a moment, sitting on Tobis legs staring down as the slack calm face for once surrounded by silver hair, he contemplated really killing him. But that wouldn't bring Izuna back. That wouldn't alleviate his suffering.

he props tobirama up against a tree and then begins kneeding chakra for his own healing life flow. He waits for the demon to awaken. Leaning on his own tree.

10 boring minutes later, Tobirama stirs and groans. He begins healing himself with chakra immediately. He does not look at Madara, he does not want a round two right now. Madara sits and watches. Eerily calm.

Like I'm not trying hard enough.

Its this shitty pressure that unless you are bloody stupid rich you are never doing enough because being disabled costs money! Pressure!