Kuro froze as he felt the burning sensation across his cheek as his uncle started to apologize “Don’t say sorry” The little Senju growled,
“You guys always protect her how come no one ever listens to me!” The hasty child yelled trying to pry his uncle away the little one was hurt, he thought his uncle the one he looked up to the most would understand.
“Its all Shiro’s fault!!!” He cried as tears fell down his cheek
“Its cause of Shiro dad hates himself! She’s always guilt tripping him!!! I hate her” the blacked haired boy yelled panting heavily before sniffling
“I don’t want Dad to leave mom cause of Shiro! Just cause I can’t read doesn’t mean I don’t know!!! Why is dad never home huh?! Mom and I’m lonely, Yet Shiro doesn’t care one bit. Just cause Dad’s the Hokage doesn’t mean anything Hashi-Ojji-san is Hokage how come he doesn’t help?!”
The little one was too confused too heart broken that everyone defended his twin sister but he couldnt see what he did wrong he felt as if everyone was against him.
“Dad…when he looks at me he gets sad and cries when he’s alone, …its cause of what Hashirama-Ojjii-san forced for him to take! Why?! Why does my dad have to suffer for the sake of the village! I don’t want dad to leave me all alone!” The boy was wailing at this point as he kitten mewed trying to calm him down.
“That isn’t our dad, Kuro… he’s your Dad don’t blame this all on me!” Shiro cried out standing up throwing the teddy bear on the ground.
“You’ll never understand the nightmare I go through—-“
Kuro threw a kunai passed her face glaring heavily gritting his teeth “You weren’t the one threatened Dad doesn’t give you that look!! like he does to me! You were always protected!”
The two siblings insults and hurtful words slowly seeping into one another before Kuro stormed off with his Neko “Come on Saki” He muttered holding his kitty in his arms protectively ignoring Madara calls.
Madara sighed, trying to think of what to say. “Kuro… please…” His voice was broken. “Hashirama was just a child when they forced Tobirama-san to take that beast. It was the clan decision.” His voice was calm.
And then Shiro had awoken and the children were arguing again. He sighed, watching Kuro storm off.
“Shiro… why do you hate your father so much? It wasn’t his fault that the yokai was sealed into him. And it makes your mother very unhappy that you seem to be trying to distance yourself from him…” He asked quietly, shaking his head. He hadn’t wanted to mention seeing his sister in her tearful states, but it had to be said. “Izuna’s gonna kill me if Kuro gets hurt…”
Sighing, he summoned his Kajitora. “Sorry about this, Kaji-san, but could you look after Shiro, keep an eye on her. I gotta go find Kuro.” The tigress grumbled, but gave a soft look to the young girl, nodding. “As you wish, Mada-kun,” She lay down near to the girl, watching as her summoner ran off in the direction of where Kuro had gone, tracking his scent.
“H-Hi…”
“Yo,” The feline waved a hand lazily to the other.
snowflakesenju reblogged your post: Okay last ooc post for now. But writing as a muse…
-cries- was it my fault ;A; I swear I didnt mean it ; A; Ill go in the corner now to take my punishment.
Nooo. -Hugs- It’s not your fault. I’ve always been writing Madara with his one-sided obsessive romantic love oops ;3;
“Dad… Dad’s never home…I don’t like Hashirama-Ojji-san I don’t get Why Shiro wants Hashi-Ojji-san as her dad so much” His onyx eyes trailed to his sleeping sister.
He looked at his kitten petting him lightly “Dad…isn’t that monster from our dreams its was a genjutsu!” He was still denying it. “I hate Hasirama… .: Guessing the Uchiha and Senju clan hate was kicking in fairly quickly to the 7 year old as his neko Mew “Shiro a bully all she does is complain about dad… while dad … away…Why doesn’t mom do anything about it Shiro, she’s useless anyways” Kuro glared angrily at the ground not knowing how powerful hate was, he was just angry. “Shiro should just Die”
“I am strong,” He smiled. “Not as strong as Hashirama-sama though… but it’s okay. He’s meant to be stronger. Can’t have anyone beating the “god of shinobi” now.”
“Hashirama-sama is a good person. He just gets too eager about things and working… I wish he was less serious like he used to be,” Madara whined slightly.
“It’s not your dad’s fault. That monster stole him for a short while,” Madara explained quietly. That monster is not your dad, but he lives inside of him, sorta. Like Mito-san has the fox inside of her…”
“Please, don’t hate Hashirama-san. Our clan is not cursed to hate, but hate is a bad thing… don’t turn out like I did…” He looked down. “When one becomes strong, they have to be careful not to become hateful. It’s a lonely life…” He froze as the other said his sister should die. “That is an awful thing to say…”
Without thinking, he had slapped the other, Gasping, he dropped his hand, hugging the other tightly and tearing up. “I’m sorry, Kuro…” He shook a little as he kept a hold of the other. “I’m so sorry…”
“So I was right that you are a weirdo,you are not even a human,according to your words,now aren’t you?” Great.No I stucked with a creep.
“I’ve surpassed humanity. It took a god to kill me the first time around,” He shrugged. “And weirdo and monster… they’re just words. They don’t hurt anymore.”
Okay last ooc post for now.
But writing as a muse who has caught himself up in an apparent one-sided romantic love towards the other is so freaking painful, even if he acts obsessive sometimes. Like really.
Ouch my heart. I should not feel so sad this early I gotta go take the train in an hour or so. I don’t wanna look like a snivelly mess in public oops.
Also I just made myself sad. Well, my muse made me sad.
