[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] short story

It's like he never had long hair in summer.Hashirama reluctantly let go of the hair in his hands, and was about to persuade, Madara continued: "You cut it."

For a moment, Hashirama thought he heard it wrong, but Madara's gaze was unmistakably serious.

...why so suddenly?

When he was slowly trimming Madara's hair, Hashirama wanted to ask, but seeing Madara's attitude as if he didn't want to talk, so he stopped asking.The bathroom in the old house has been remodeled, with neat white tiles pasted around it, making it too shady and cool without any need for air conditioning.The cut hair slowly piled up at the feet, and Hashirama seemed to be reluctant to part with this time, cutting very slowly, Madara urged him twice but refused to speed up a bit, and finally Madara let him go , eyes closed as if asleep.

So Hashirama did it slowly according to his temper.The scissors are very sharp, and there is a slight "crack" sound when cutting the hair. Hashirama worried that such a sound would disturb Madara's nap, so he cut it more carefully.

This kind of Madara looks unusually quiet and docile, completely opposite to her usual appearance—probably because she didn’t have to think about other things other than inheriting the family business since she was a child. Madara is not good at dealing with people, and even has a bad temper—although Zhu Never felt that way.Sometimes new young disciples would say that Uchiha's young masters were too harsh, as if they didn't know that they were human beings and would also be tired. There were even rumors that corporal punishment was imposed on students during teaching.This incident spread to Madara later, but he just scoffed at it, but didn't explain it.

Why not?Like knowing that explanations are useless.But too often, people would rather believe superficial words than look or think about them.

But instead of persuading Madara, Hashirama directly asked an acquainted TV director to plan a documentary.After the short documentary was broadcast, Madara's younger brother Quan Nai called to thank him, saying that some disciples were going to leave before, but now they stayed; .

After being polite, Hashirama hung up the phone, and the muted TV was playing a part where Madara was practicing dancing.In the empty hall, he stood there with a fan in his hand. Although he didn't wear a Nomask, it seemed as if he had imitated his own face as a mask, and even in the cold morning, traces of sweat could be clearly seen.

How greedy he was for Staring Madara.It's as if this person has been away for too long, and there has been too long a time when there is nothing else to rely on but memory, so every gaze at this moment is precious, a comfort to the past and a kind of future deposit.

"Crack".The last strand of hair fell out.Hashirama saw a little hair left on the nape of Madara's neck, so he reached out to pick it up.The bathroom was much cooler than outside, but when his fingertips touched the back of Madara's neck, he still stayed for a moment because of the lower body temperature than expected.In fact, Hashirama didn't raise his eyes until the body temperature at that point became equal to his fingers, and Madara had opened his eyes at some point, staring at him from the mirror.

He suddenly realized that his heart was beating violently.He withdrew his hand abruptly, and muttered a few words to put the scissors, but Madara's eyes did not let him go.As if attracted by a magnet, he involuntarily bent down.

That was their first kiss.

Then they started dating.

This incident naturally caused a little bit of trouble in the Senju and Uchiha families - the reason for saying "not big" is that their brothers are quite supportive of their unique love.This fact is somewhat surprising: Hashirama never felt that Tomona's perception of Madara was more than "hostile", and Quanna once expressed dissatisfaction with him occupying Madara for too much time.But it was these two people who stood up to persuade the fathers.

When he talked about this matter with Tobuma, he didn't hide his surprise: he has always been a frank character, he said whatever he thought of, and he hardly looked like a brother compared with Tobuma's introverted and stubborn.But Feijian paused, and said: I just don't want to see my elder brother and father having such an ugly fight.

This is not the usual style of Tomona.

Hashirama felt this very keenly, or maybe it was just the tip of the iceberg of the vague doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.He tried to relax as much as possible, and asked in a joking tone: Is there something I don't know?

There was a chill on the door, and then quickly returned to normal, saying, no.

——At present, there is nothing that you must care about, big brother.

Hashirama didn't really want to pursue the things that Tokaima hadn't said in detail.It doesn't affect his relationship with Madara: it doesn't affect the days and nights they spend together, it doesn't affect Madara's stage, it doesn't affect his writing, it doesn't affect his candid confessions, it doesn't affect Madara's silent responses, it doesn't affect the tangible presence in their lives. minutes and seconds.

In his third year as a novelist, his new novel won a prestigious award.The editorial department held a celebration party for him and told him that [-] copies of the novel had been printed.Thanks to the bonus and the ensuing manuscript fees, Hashirama and Madara were finally able to go on the long-planned hot spring trip-it is difficult for Noh troupe to be called a lucrative career in this day and age.

On the train, Hashirama jokingly mentioned his doubts and déjà vu to Madara.He said that maybe our encounter is destined to continue the fate of the previous life.Maybe we loved each other very much in our previous life, but we couldn't be together...

Madara sat next to him with half-closed eyes, not even bothering to look up at him for this plot: "You don't want to write this kind of story in your new novel, do you? You don't want to stir up such old-fashioned themes."

Hashirama scratched his head, smiled twice and said yes yes yes.

The train continued to pass through the overly dense forest.The densely stacked branches and leaves seem to contain thick green water vapor, which softens the sunlight reflected in the car window.Then the train turned out of the valley, and the field of vision suddenly widened. Beyond a field was the coast, and the volcano covered by mountains and haze could be seen in the distance.When Hashirama wanted to ask Madara to look at it, his shoulders sank, and he turned around to find that Madara had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.When the man fell asleep, he didn't wear any defenses, so it was completely different from his usual sullen face, which made Hashirama want to protect him meticulously.

But Madara is such a proud person, Hashirama thought, and took off the thin coat hanging on the side hook with one hand and let Madara put it on his body - he would not allow himself to lose to Hashirama.So that makes their current career choices a blessing: They don't have to compare each other head-to-head like that.

Just like Hashirama wants to protect Madara, anyone who is familiar with Madara will know that the young head of the Uchiha family has closely included the novelist under his wings.Even though he never praised Hashirama in person, every time he went to the bookstore to buy a new book from Hashirama for his disciples.

"He's a good novelist."

He said this to Quanna more than once.And his younger brother sighed and asked his awkward elder brother, "Have you ever told him?"

Madara cupped his hands and stared at Quanna, which roughly meant: he should know.

Quan Nai has nothing to do with his brother's temper.Anyway, Hashirama will distribute the tickets of the Uchiha Theater Troupe to colleagues in the editorial department, so let the two of them make their own troubles.

The hot spring hotel they arrived at was quite remote. If it wasn't for the hotel's pick-up service, it would take about an hour to walk in. It was like the stage where the murder in a secret room took place.Fortunately, although the hotel is not big, it is quite clean. Although the food is not very expensive, it is quite delicious.The two of them are here purely for vacation, other than soaking in hot springs, they just walk in the nearby mountains, not thinking about everything, maybe the days of immortals are nothing more than that.

After staying for a few days, the hostess of the hotel occasionally mentioned that there was an ancient temple nearby.

"It's probably from the Warring States period, or it may be earlier. The local scholars have researched it, and several people have all kinds of opinions. The Buddha statues inside are said to be very valuable, but this place is too far away, and the tourism association can't promote it. ah……"

Hashirama was very interested in this, and inquired about the route and planned to go to see it the next day.Madara looked helpless, but followed.

The mountain road is more rugged than expected.Probably because of the heavy rain recently, the roadsides in some places have caved in.After climbing for a long time, they finally saw a corner of the roof hidden among the green trees, and some stone-carved Jizo appeared on the side of the road. Jizo wore a small woolen hat on his head, which was probably made by the nearby grandmothers in their spare time. worship.After walking for a while, we saw the torii gate of the temple.

"It's finally here." Hashirama breathed a sigh of relief, "It's likely that no one will come to such a far away place."

Madara looked at the temple, but frowned slightly, but said nothing in the end, and followed Hashirama into it.

The temple here is not big, and the Buddha statue is hidden in the shadows in the door as usual.When you turn on the flashlight between the pillars, you can see the two stone statues facing each other.He is not as familiar with the shape of those Buddha statues as a local scientist. In fact, these two stone statues are not like ordinary Buddha statues at all.They should be more fierce, wearing armor, holding magic weapons, and glaring, as if they are going to catch each other and fight each other in the next moment.However, no one can deny that this statue carved at an unknown time is so lifelike that it can be included in the ranks of cultural heritage.

But what surprised Hashirama the most was not the exquisiteness of the statue, nor its strange shape, but the face hidden in the shadows.

That's like Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara.

He turned his head, expecting Madara to be just as surprised, but all he saw was