I am Uchiha Madara

♂nbsp; Hashirama’s unfinished words are clear.

The use of the Mangekyo Sharingan puts a huge load on the body. No matter how powerful Madara is, he is only a human body. If he lets it go, the consequences will be disastrous.

But how can he not hold on in his current situation? Of course he must hold on. For the sake of his brother and family behind him, and for his own dignity and pride, he must hold on no matter what.

Stepping onto the battlefield again, except for his pale face, there was nothing unusual about Madara's cold face. He quickly defeated the two ninjas with his backhand and dodged dozens of detonating charms and dense rain of kunai.He raised his head during the gap, and Amaterasu's flames swept across the area.The battle rhythm is fast and the score is accurate. In just a few moves, the surrounding enemies are cleared.

The scenery in his vision became blurry from time to time, and the blood in his mouth reminded him that his body was collapsing from the inside.He held onto the tree to swallow the blood that surged from his throat, and his mind was in a trance again.

Realizing something was wrong in his heart, Madara tried to steady his body and turned a corner.It's too dangerous. You can't fall here.

The family had a barracks five miles away from here. He easily killed the irritating enemies along the way and arrived at his destination as if nothing happened while enduring the severe pain.The barracks are controlled by Uchiha and are very safe. Read the full text.He relaxed a little and stepped in while holding on to the door frame. Suddenly his vision went dark and he fell completely.

Senju Hashirama received the news four days later: the head of the Uchiha family was blind.

The Uchiha family kept the news secret from the outside world, and Izuna temporarily took Madara's important position on the battlefield.Senju was able to obtain information thanks to the long-buried hidden thread and Madara's acquiescence.Even if Madara deceives people in the world, he will not hide it from Senju Hashirama, because that young man is the person who knows him best to some extent.

Avoiding the guards around the Uchiha clan, the majestic Senju clan leader climbed into the back window and jumped into his bedroom. Before he could stand firmly, he was faced with dozens of kunai. Hashirama hurriedly dodged and said, "Madara, it's me."

There was silence for a while, and then a cold voice came: "What are you doing here?"

"I" Hashirama pursed his lips and whispered, "I just want to come and see you."

Facing Madara, the young man's tone was as sincere as when he was a boy, with unfailing worry, concern, and distress.

Madara was sitting on the tatami in a white yukata, with his black hair disheveled and a bandage around his eyes.Compared to the black and blue colors commonly worn by Uchiha tribesmen, the rare pure white yukata paired with his fair and handsome face and thin chin gave him a fragile and clean beauty like the sun shining on the snow.

He tilted his head and raised the corners of his mouth coldly, "Look at me, how embarrassed I am?"

"spot"

"Okay, we've seen it, we have nothing to say." Madara lay down on his back, feeling exhausted physically and mentally, "You can go out."

There was no sound for a long time, and just when Madara thought he was leaving, Hashirama came next to him.The next moment, the warm breath was close at hand.

"What are you doing?" She felt that he was right above her. The distance between them was less than a punch, and he was so close that his subtle breathing could be heard clearly in his ears.Ban Xin was inexplicably panicked. He raised his hand and pushed the person above him away, "Stay away from me."

"Why do you always refuse my approach?" Hashirama refused to give up, letting him push with increasing force again and again.Madara was shocked and angry, so he simply picked up a kunai and put it against his neck, "Senju Hashirama"

"It was like this nine years ago, and it's still like this now." He stopped and looked directly at Madara below, "You like to threaten me like this."

Madara's hand holding the kunai froze, "I told you to stop when it's enough."

"You never take the initiative. If I don't take a step forward, it will never be possible." Hashirama lowered his head, the two of them were almost nose to nose, and their breaths were entangled and ambiguous.Thin lines of blood dyed the edge of the kunai red. Hashirama turned a blind eye and continued: "You can do whatever you want with this kunai. I will not avoid it this time. In exchange for this, I To know why.”

The people below frowned and said nothing.The moment before cutting the artery in his neck, Madara removed the kunai and growled: "Get out"

Hashirama didn't move.

"Go away." Madara finally exploded, grabbing his collar and holding his neck, turning him over and pressing him against the wall, "Why do you want to know what the reason is? The reason is that you don't know anything. The master of the Senju clan is the pinnacle of the ninja world. What are you?" Do not know at all"

You don’t know what it feels like to fall from the clouds

You don’t know my worries day and night

You don’t know the fate I was born with

"Because you are just a ninja, Senju Hashirama." Why do you interfere in my life and shake my decision again and again?

Hashirama, who was pressed against the wall, didn't look embarrassed at all and looked at the person in front of him quietly.

"Although I don't know, and I can't claim that I can help you share the burden. But no matter what your choice is, I will be by your side."

Madara's hand that was holding his neck slowly loosened, and he barely curled his lips but couldn't smile.Irony, fun, joy, no emotion left in my heart, only an indifferent calm.

"That's when I lost my composure." He lay back on the tatami and said calmly, "Thank you, Senju-kun."

Hashirama suddenly leaned over and hugged him tightly, as if to dispel the cold alienation.Madara didn't struggle, "Help me take care of Izuna on the battlefield."

"Brother, are you feeling better?" Quan Nai looked at him carefully. He had only been blind for two months, but his brother had lost a lot of weight.

Facing his beloved brother, Madara's mood was very peaceful.He nodded, "My eyes don't hurt anymore."

Izuna smiled happily: "That's great. It seems that my brother's recovery is just around the corner. Today's lunch includes fish soup, braised mushrooms, and seaweed rice, all made by me."

Madara showed a bit of surprise in response: "When did Izuna learn how to cook?"

"I learned this specially for my brother. Brother, come on. Eat now. I have good news for you."

Madara started eating with the spoon that Senna fed him.His appetite has been very poor recently. Even if he eats the rice cooked by Izuna, he can only eat a few more mouthfuls. If he eats more, he can't help but spit it out.Izuna also knew that even though she wanted him to eat more, she obediently stopped feeding him after Madara shook his head and refused.

"Tell me, what's the good news?" Madara asked, tilting his head slightly.

Quan Nai raised a smile: "The method to cure blindness has been found."

Madara's breathing stagnated, "What did you say?"

"I went through family records from generation to generation and finally found a way to treat kaleidoscope blindness. After treatment, not only can the eyesight be restored, but it can also reach a higher level."

"what way"

Quan Nai's smile froze, and she immediately recovered as if nothing had happened, "Ah, it won't be a surprise if you say it. I have discussed it with the elders, and the operation will be performed the day after tomorrow. Brother, you must take good care of your health in the past two days. Also, brother can't do it after the operation. Go to the battlefield immediately and have to train for a month."

After a brief moment of ecstasy, Madara calmed down and said: "What's the price?" Obtaining any power requires a price. Madara didn't think the problem of the Mangekyō Sharingan was so easy to solve.

Izuna dodged and turned her head, "Brother, don't feel bad. Our Uchiha are the top family in the ninja world. Don't worry if you can't afford anything. All the processes were given to me for review. Compared to my brother, I don't think that price is worth it." What kind of"

Madara nodded slightly, "While you are busy with this matter, don't neglect other matters."

"I don't need to worry too much. After my brother recovers, these matters will be handed over to him." Quan Nai said with a smile, "and"

"Um"

"Brother, you have to live well."

"Of course." Although he couldn't see it, Madara's index finger accurately pointed at Izuna's forehead, "Let's live well together."

Seeing Madara's unconcealed happiness, Izuna smiled silently, his expression full of nostalgia.

Three days later, Madara's surgery began.

After a dose of local anesthesia was administered, within a day of the operation, my eyes could already feel light.Everything went smoothly, so smoothly that Ban couldn't believe it.

"Madara-sama, don't take off the bandage yet," the family doctor-nin reminded.Spot nodded and reached out to touch his bandaged eyes. "How many days does it take to heal?"

"The adults are in good health, it only takes half a month."

"Yeah. Where's Izuna?"

The ward became quiet for a moment.Madara slowly frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.His tone became tougher: "Where's Quan Na?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a medical ninja whispered: "Izuna-sama, he"

"I'm here, brother."

The young man struggled to climb down from the bed next door, dragging his extremely tired body, following the sound to Madara's bedside, and held his hand. "I'm here."

"Quenna" Madara breathed a sigh of relief, and noticed that his brother's tone was a little weak, "What's wrong with your voice?"

"I've been waiting outside all day for my brother. I'm a little tired." The young man casually found an excuse and tried his best to make his voice sound confident.What Madara couldn't see was that Izuna was wearing the same hospital clothes as him. The bandage around his eyes was leaking blood, and the other hand holding the edge of the bed was shaking.

Madara frowned, "How can you not take care of your body and go back to rest quickly?"

"Well, brother, you also need to have a good rest." Quan Nai smiled, let go of his hand, and fell directly on the bed next to him.

After losing the kaleidoscope and getting a pair of eyes from an ordinary tribesman, Quan Nai's body began to weaken.

The Sharingan cannot be replaced at will. An unmatched Sharingan will not only lack power, but will also devour the vitality.Currently, none of the clan has a Sharingan that can match Izuna.Wisely speaking, it is better to have empty eye sockets and let them go blind than to just change to another pair.

But now the Uchiha family only looks up to their brothers. Madara is resting in bed, and Izuna, the "healthy" younger brother, needs to deal with the numerous affairs of the family and at the same time play a leading role on the battlefield.Madara is careful and keen, and his intuition is strong. In order to prevent him from doubting, Izuna had to put on a pair of eyes and go straight to the battle, dragging his sick body to do everything perfectly.If his brother discovered it in advance, he had no doubt that Madara would dig out his eyes and give them back to him.In this case, wouldn’t the previous decision be meaningless?

Under Quan Na's stern warning, the entire clan hid Madara's latest chapter.The elders had no objection to this. Madara was worth much more than Izuna.

On the day Madara's stitches were removed, Izuna went to the battlefield.

The joy of regaining the light was completely dampened by this news.Madara knew very well that with Izuna's temperament, he would put aside even the most serious matters temporarily and wait for him to recover.Therefore, Madara immediately determined that something had happened to him

No, it should be said that he had something to hide from himself before.

The strange feeling he had been feeling was verified. He drew out his flame fan and split the ground, causing large-scale cracks on the surface. "Tell me" The doctor couldn't bear the strong pressure, half-kneeling in sweat, and finally couldn't help but tell him the matter.

"Where are they now?"

"Doing missions in the Northern Battlefield"

The spots disappear instantly.

The huge murderous aura and the oppressive force of chakra remained in the air. The medical nin held his chest and took a few hard breaths before staggering to report to the elder.

It was raining cold and clear outside the window.Hashirama had just finished taking a shower and was standing in the corridor wearing a loose coat.

This is the temporary camp where the Senju family is stationed at the border between Lei Zhiguo and Fire Nation. The surrounding area is not very peaceful.Mixed fluctuations of chakra of various attributes came from the air from a distance, and the firelight in the distance could be vaguely seen through the night.Continuous rain cannot dampen the madness of human struggle.

"Whenever and everywhere there is war?" Hashirama murmured as he looked at the night sky.

In the rain curtain, a person walked quietly, taking his time and letting the cold rain soak into his body.Hashirama immediately noticed the man's chakra aura, his pupils shrank, but he whispered: "Madara"

"Ah."

Such a calm and normal answer made Hashirama almost flattered. Madara hadn't been so "friendly" to him for a long time.

The man in the twilight slowly approached, his dark blue clothes completely soaked through, and his straight and stiff hair falling obediently from the rain.His face was pale, and the cold water droplets slid down his face to the tip of his chin, one drop at a time, falling silently.There was an indescribable feeling of desolation and desolation in his whole person.Those dark eyes looked at Zhu Jian, with a dangerous and unknown temptation like an abyss.

Nameless heat surged into his heart, and Hashirama suddenly felt a little out of breath.The door was right behind him, but he was unable to move at all as if he was frozen, watching helplessly as Madara walked in front of him.

"Senju Hashirama." His eyes were as calm as a dead pool, and his whispers falling into the quiet courtyard were so erratic that they were almost cut off by the sound of rain, "Let's do it."

Before Hashirama, who was completely stunned, could react, Madara hugged him, bit his neck and kissed him all the way up the curve.The damp clothes stick to the cold skin, and the breath of despair faintly leaks from the soul.Holding each other tightly, Hashirama could feel him shaking uncontrollably.

A messy breath hit his face, and Hashirama suppressed the surge of lust and hugged him tightly, "What happened to Reason Spot?"

The eyes of the man in his arms were empty without any sparkle. He bit the tip of Hashirama's ear and repeated lightly: "Let's do it."

Alcohol, sex, and killing are the three things that can best relieve pain.Wine makes people intoxicated, sex makes people addicted, and killing makes people addicted.Once a person's desire in a certain aspect is magnified to the extreme, taking over the reason and disturbing the memory, the pain will no longer feel so painful.

So he instinctively went to Senju Hashirama.

The memory of the second half of the night is blurry, like a fight mixed with pleasure and pain, but it took place on the bed.He swallowed all the words as his mouth intertwined, and his calloused palms lingered and caressed his body, and finally he fell into a gentle and pious kiss.Hashirama's ample foreplay was rejected by Madara as being too gentle: among ninjas, roughness and pain are the best remedies.The other party followed the good deeds and no longer suppressed his desire. His whole body and mind were entangled together, and he was still calling his name over and over again in his ears in the confusion of lust.The moment he entered, he felt a tearing pain at first. After a brief pause, the other party used the lubrication of blood to successfully conquer the city in his body.

The ultimate pain brings the ultimate pleasure.Thanks to the excellent physical strength of the Senju clan, Senju Hashirama did it over and over again. He was addicted to the desire all night, his muscles spasmed slightly, and he was so exhausted that he felt tired to breathe.

The next morning, Hashirama was the first to wake up.

Madara lay naked next to him with his eyes closed, his fair body covered with bruises and bruises.Looking at his "masterpiece" of the night, Hashirama's breathing became heavy. He got out of bed and put on his clothes in embarrassment to avoid being unable to control himself and pounce on him again.

He left the room quietly, ordered his tribe to prepare breakfast, and entered the office next to him.

A new batch of documents has been delivered.Before it was time to officially work, Hashirama just flipped through it casually.The first document contained the news of Uchiha Izuna's death.

Madara's brother is dead

Hashirama couldn't believe it. Uchiha Izuna, who possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan, was considered one of the top masters in the world. But thinking about Madara's strange behavior yesterday, it was probably true.

That was the person Madara valued the most. Any comfort seemed pale. Hashirama pursed his lips, not knowing what he felt in his heart.

He pulled out another document, which was sent from within the family.Hashirama glanced at

Marriage with the Uzumaki clan.

Madara woke up the moment Hashirama left.Fatigue hit him from the depths of his soul, and he didn't want to move at all.

After a while, Senju Hashirama came in with breakfast.Madara still closed his eyes. After a while, the warm towel touched his skin and gently wiped his face.After wiping, Hashirama did not leave, lowering his head and staring at him quietly.

Madara opened his eyes and met those black eyes that showed tenderness.

Hashirama was startled, "Madara, wake up."

Madara sat up with his body half propped up, and the blanket slid to his waist, exposing his upper body.Hashirama's breath hitched, and he tried to look away.

Madara's face darkened when he felt something flowing out from his lower body along the roots of his thighs. He immediately lowered the air pressure, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Senju Hashirama, hurry up and prepare the bath water."

Hashirama was not an idiot. He immediately thought of the whole story and his face turned red all the way to his neck.If anyone from the Thousand Hands clan saw the image of their master at this moment, they would definitely be disillusioned.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't smile. He grabbed the clean clothes prepared by Hashirama and threw them around casually. "My breakfast"

"Oh, yes." Hashirama brought the bowl over.Madara took it and said thank you lightly.

Hashirama watched him eat breakfast politely and elegantly, as if yesterday's desolation and vulnerability were all illusions.

"That spot"

Without saying a word, Madara did not speak, but nodded to indicate for him to continue.

Hashirama felt a rare embarrassment, and his previous composure was gone, as if he had turned back into the unknown young man he was before.The burning emotions in my heart wanted to burst out, but they were blocked in an outlet that I didn't know how to vent. The tips of my ears were stained with crimson. "Let's be together, Madara"

Madara's movements froze, and he immediately regained his composure, put down the empty bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "You want to do it again."

"I really like you"

"If you want to do it, just say it." Madara interrupted his confession, raised his head and stared at him coldly, "No need to talk useless words."

There was only ice in those black eyes, and Hashirama felt as if he had been poured cold water on his head, his hands and feet were cold.

"Don't challenge my bottom line." Madara said word for word, "Master of the Thousand Hands Family."

After a night of lingering, they broke up unhappy.

When Madara returned to his clan, there was only indifference and solemnity between his brows, and everything else seemed to be no different from when Izuna was alive.The people in the family were trembling with fear and could not help but heave a sigh of relief.They were really afraid that this extremely controlling family leader would lose his mind and do something.

On the Senju side, without Senju Hashirama expressing his stance, his marriage to Uzumaki Mito was accepted by everyone.The family began to actively prepare for interactions with the Uzumaki clan.By winning over the neutral Uzumaki clan, the Senju clan can gain countless benefits from this marriage, such as the ancient sealing style

In the eyes of the world, in troubled times where survival and interests come first, how much is true love worth?

Half a year later, Senju Hashirama and Uzumaki Mito were officially married.At the same time, a secret letter inviting them to jointly seal the tailed beast was sent to Uchiha Madara's desk, handwritten by Senju Hashirama.

At dusk, Madara sat beside Izuna's grave, drank a large pot of wine, and smiled coldly.

But so.

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Chapter 45 has been updated again

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This is my first time to write h. I didn’t expect my offline to be so low. JJ, please give me some moral integrity.

Hashirama, you are so miserable. You were dumped after you were done. Who asked you to confess your love when someone lost your brother?

ps: The number of comments has dropped sharply recently, I feel so sad.

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Can you not be a bully? Just touch me and smile. I will be good. I really will be.