Hashirama Reborn

Itama's words made Hashirama feel mixed emotions. It was undeniable that Itama's disability was caused by Uchiha. The moment he saw Itama holding up his legs and trying to get closer to him but couldn't, he really hated Uchiha.

However, after learning that Madara chose to hurt himself and help Itama escape, Hashirama's resentment slowly dissipated. The Uchiha and the Senju were enemies, and in everyone's perception, the two clans should have fought each other. However, Madara, for his own reasons, was willing to hurt himself to protect Itama from leaving. He clearly did this, but never mentioned it at all when he was fighting with himself later. Madara was always like this, silently thinking about others but not letting others know, so he was probably misunderstood by so many people in his previous life.

If Itama hadn't told him this time, he would probably never have known that Madara had done so many things for Hashirama. The Uchiha people's emotions are all reserved, and if he doesn't ask clearly, he might miss something very important.

Thinking of this, Hashirama turned around and avoided the evening patrol of his clansmen, secretly heading towards the Minamiga River. The surging emotions in his heart could not be calmed down, and Hashirama only wanted to go somewhere related to Madara. It didn't matter even if he couldn't see Madara, he just wanted to be closer to him.

While running in the woods, Hashirama could only hear the faint sound of stones falling into the water in the distance. His heartbeat quickened for a moment. It was so late, was there anyone by the river? Thinking of the figure that might appear by the river at this time, Hashirama could not help but speed up and rush out of the woods.

The moon was bright tonight and the stars were sparse. The clear moonlight shone on the sparkling water of the Minamiga River. A small stone slipped across the water and finally landed with a thud at the feet of Hashirama who had just rushed out of the woods. Hashirama didn't care about the stone under his feet, but just stared at the familiar figure on the opposite side who was skipping stones. His lips opened and closed several times, and finally he slowly revealed a big smile and silently called out the name that he had silently repeated in his heart many times: Madara.

Seeing Madara looking at him in surprise, Hashirama could no longer restrain himself. He jumped hard and landed next to Madara. Without waiting for the other party to react, he lifted up his clothes.

! ! Bang! ! What are you doing! Hashirama!

Covering his aching right cheek, Hashirama opened his poached eyes and looked pitifully at Madara, who was covering his clothes with a blushing face, and said somewhat aggrievedly: Madara, why did you hit me? I just wanted to see if your injury has healed. I heard Itama say that you stabbed yourself to help him, and I want to help you heal.

Hashirama, are you a pervert? ! How can you just strip someone's clothes off! Besides, you don't know any medical skills, how can you help me treat it!

I, I'm not a pervert! I just didn't expect to see Madara at this time, and I was too excited! And although I don't have any medical skills, I have a way to cure you, Madara, you have to believe me!

Uchiha said helplessly: Enough, Hashirama, I'm just passing by here and will go on a mission soon. Don't worry about your injury, it's basically fine now. It's you, why are you coming here so late at night?

Hashirama looked dejected and whispered: "Is Madara going on another mission? I just miss Madara a little. I haven't heard from you since Shirakawa Village. I don't know where to find you, so I can only come to Nanga River to see you."

Missing him, Uchiha Madara blushed a little, wondering how the guy opposite could say such blunt words so nonchalantly. Seeing Hashirama's lost look, he couldn't help but comfort him: Ah, it's a small mission, I'll be back soon.

Hearing Uchiha Madara's answer, Hashirama's eyes lit up, and he grasped Madara's clothes without hesitation, and spoke quickly: Since there is a mission, if you go with an injury it will affect Madara's ability to perform. I will help Madara heal. If Madara doesn't agree, I will be very worried, so please, Madara, let me try!

Uchiha Madara looked at Hashirama, who had a slap mark on his face and was shaking his sleeve like a little wife, with a hesitant look on his face, wanting to help him heal his wounds. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Forget it, if he didn't agree to him, he wouldn't be able to leave later.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Madara said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Hashirama, don't you want to be treated? If you don't let me go, how can I take off my clothes for you to see!"

Good spot! No problem spot!

Looking at Hashirama kneeling obediently and quietly waiting for his wound to be exposed, Uchiha Madara turned his head somewhat uncomfortably and slowly took off his kimono.

After a rustling sound, Uchiha Madara's upper body was completely exposed in the moonlight. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his healthy honey-colored skin was covered with a layer of tight muscles. The muscles bulged slightly with his breathing, and every part of them contained the beauty of strength. Hashirama hurriedly passed by Madara's chest. The light brown bulge on it made Hashirama's heart beat faster. He could only force himself to stare at the bandaged abdomen. The blood oozing from it made Hashirama extinguish all his beautiful thoughts in an instant. He just frowned and looked at Madara's injuries with heartache.

Ban, I need to open it up and take a look before I can give you treatment. Please bear with me.

Ha, Hashirama, are you serious?! Uchiha Madara was a little dumbfounded when he saw Hashirama's serious expression. He originally thought that Hashirama was just injured because he was trying to save his brother, and he wanted to see the extent of his injury out of guilt. But now, did Hashirama really want to treat him?

Without paying attention to Madara's doubts, Hashirama simply untied the blood-stained bandage carefully. As the bandage fell off, a white wound appeared in front of his eyes. The flesh was turned inside out with scattered medicine powder on it. Now that the bandage was no longer wrapped around it, blood began to flow out of the wound in a hurry.

Hashirama no longer hesitated and placed his palm on Madara's suddenly tightened wound. Green chakra lit up, and the Wood Release chakra filled with life breath slowly passed through his palm and entered Madara's body. The wound began to heal at a miraculous speed.

Uchiha Madara was shocked as he stared at his wound that was healing rapidly. Because of the continuous missions during this period, even though he had taken medicine, his wound had not been able to recover properly. No one knew better than Madara that the severity of this wound would take at least ten days to heal even if he took good care of it. But now, after the chakra input from Hashirama, it began to heal rapidly? !

Is this terrifying healing power also given by Hashirama's bloodline?! Then from now on, not only Hashirama himself, but also the Senju clan members can recover quickly because of Hashirama's treatment?! What will the Uchiha do in the future?!

At this moment, Uchiha Madara's Sharingan unconsciously opened, and a dark murderous intent appeared in his scarlet eyes. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Hashirama who was concentrating on his abdomen and treating him seriously. If he took action now, Hashirama would not be able to react. As long as Hashirama died here, the scales of future victory would tilt towards Uchiha. In order to prevent his younger brother and clan members from facing terrible opponents in the future, should he take action? At this time, here, kill Hashirama?

Countless thoughts turned in his mind, his hand was raised and put down again, but until the wound was completely healed, Hashirama withdrew his hand and squatted on the ground, smiling at him brilliantly, as if waiting for praise. Uchiha Madara just looked at the guy with an idiotic face laughing below with an expressionless face.

Hashirama, you know I really wanted to kill you just now.