Izuna: Nii-san, I Made You A Gingerbread Man!

Tried something new with colours

to celebrate that I found my lost tablet pen astfhyfjkyf

Oh boy, it’s been so long. The new MadaTobi week reminded me of my entry for the one in 2020.

I still have all my notes, drafts, timeline and everything for this story. Actually, I just found 11 finished pages in word and 4 pages of notes for chapter 4, huh.

Maybe I’ll continue it in the near future.

Rude Love

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandom: Naruto  

Universe: Modern AU

Relationships:

Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Madara (main)

Senju Hashirama/Uzumaki Mito (side)

Characters: Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Izuna, Senju Hashirama, Senju Itama, Uzumaki Mito

@madatobiweek Week 4: There was only one bed OR Not realizing they are already dating

Summary: 

Summer sun, cool waves, a beautiful beach. Nothing could go wrong on this long awaited, blessed holiday to the sea, right? W r o n g!

Madara should’ve just pushed his best friend off of that cliff they had been playing on as kids when he had the chance.

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Chapter 01: Something new

Madara startled awake with a curse on his lips when a cheering Hashirama‘s elbow hit the pillow his head had been resting upon but momentarily got distracted by a female speaker announcement.

“—and gentleman, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position and your seatbelt is securely fastened—”

Ah, apparently it was time for their airplane to land. And surely, looking out of the window confirmed it as no clouds were greeting him. Instead, the ground was rapidly closing in on them. 

Turning his head away from the window, he threw Mito—who was sitting on Hashirama‘s right— a tired but bemused look that she promptly returned when her husband started making quiet hooting noises at the bumpy arrival at their destination.

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Bless my new procreate brushes for helping me get away from that shaky line style for my cleaner, more detailed sketches you can see them in my IzuTobi sketch asdyhfkfnrigjgntn

Y E S

Madara, holding Izuna’s body: *Glaring at Tobirama* YOU MURDERER

Hashirama: Mada-

Tobirama: This is war.

Hashirama: Guys, I-

Madara: I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS

Hashirama: Guys I’m literally a healer. Just let me-

Tobirama: TRY IT, UCHIHA.

Hashirama: Please, if I could just-

Izuna: Brother, take my eyes.

Hashirama: He could be healed by now guys please listen

Posting this to motivate myself to finish it

A wip of an entry for @madatobiweek I am currently working on :>

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Thank you for sending one in 💙 I hope this is fine

Tell Me That You Feel It Too (CH 10)

(snippet of my unfinished draft, Izuna POV, link to the story will be in next post)

“Tobirama?”

Finally, that resulted in a reaction, as the taller of the two startled and rasped out something that sounded like a hum before he tried to shakily stand up.

Promptly the Senju’s legs gave out and Izuna awkwardly made a grab for the other’s midriff, as he still had been kneeling down below; the brunt of the force hitting him square in the face, cracking his neck painfully in the process.

“Shit, gotcha,” the Uchiha grunted out after the Senju’s weight collided into him and he attempted to hold up the body to the best of his abilities. “Come on, I’ll help you back.”

However, Tobirama tried to weakly set himself free, his struggles setting off more body shaking coughs until he was too exhausted to hold himself up any longer, slumping into him even more than before, if that was possible.

Throughout that ordeal Izuna had tightened his grip with a helpless sigh through his nose and steadied his footing as to not fall over.

It was clear that the albino had other things in mind than to go back to the room he had woken up in but Izuna couldn’t let him, not like this.

“I need to go home,” the white haired male rasped out faintly amongst his unrelenting panting.

Izuna sighed more deeply, already feeling drained.

“I know and believe me, when I say that I only brought you here because I had no other choice,” he explained and grimaced in guilt at the almost kicked puppy look the other was sending him, most probably unbeknownst to himself.

Unfortunately, Tobirama persisted and reinvigorated his fruitless struggles.

“I have to get back to work,” his friend demanded next.

“That’s taken care of for now,” Izuna huffed out as the unbelieving Senju continued his tugging with renewed vigor. “You worry too much.”

Unfortunately, his words had no positive effect whatsoever.

The albino must’ve been seriously desperate. Normally the white haired male was much better at realistically assessing situations and whether it made sense to persist or not.

Izuna scowled.

“Stop it, you’re in no condition to go anywhere. Let me help you back inside—damn it—you can’t even stand on your own,” the Uchiha Heir grumbled out in exasperation, worry rising just as fast as his patience was running out.

Geez, could someone please remind him why he had befriended such a blockhead again? It was unfortunate but his family was already overflowing with that type of character trait and now he even chose such a person as his best friend as well.

He rolled his eyes.

Well, it seemed like he would never learn, would he?

The Uchiha suppressed an agonized groan.

To be honest, he had never seen Tobirama in such a sick state and didn’t know how long he would protest. If he was unlucky, they’d be stuck here forever. He could be a real stubborn ass, after all, Izuna thought mostly annoyed.

Maybe a teeny bit fondly, too.

Nobody had to know, though.

When his friend’s almost hopeful and determined face fell as if reading his previous thoughts on the matter, Izuna knew he had won their blessedly short, little struggle. And usually, he would have been happy to have been victorious against the other male in anything but this time he just felt increasingly bad, maybe guilty even.

Of course, he hadn’t anticipated for Madara to have acted as if he didn’t hate or even liked the Senju. But this? He had hoped that his older brother would have kept it together because of the worrying severity of the albino’s illness at the very least.

But that little spectacle a few minutes ago hadn’t been much different than his usual behaviour at the office when Tobirama was actually feeling well enough to stand his ground.

He heaved another sigh.

If this continued, he’d start to feel like one of the always sighing heroines in those romance novels Naori liked to read after she put Kagami to sleep.

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Thank you lots for sending one in! 💙

I am so sorry for making you wait but as you know my health went downhill. As thanks for waiting and a sort of apology, I made the draft snippet a bit longer.

Rude Love (CH 04)

(MadaTobi, Modern AU) snippet of my unfinished draft, link to the story will be in next post)

The albino cracked a helpless smile at his uncharacteristically silly thought. This whole crush affair had been making him have weird trains of thought for quite some time now.

Well, speaking of investigations, his own this morning had also revealed that he had to share a room and much worse, even a bed with said detective after both of the men had lost a poll his Anija had come up with that he couldn’t even recollect partaking in.

Fantastic.

It wasn’t really that he hated the idea of sharing a room with the man in itself or anything akin to that. Much the opposite actually if he were to be completely honest.

Tobirama had even felt hesitantly hopeful when his Anija had suggested—or rather begged him—to agree to randomly decide who would share a room. Had even hoped that the odds would be on his side so that he could share a room with the older Uchiha.

But that had been when he still had believed that the two rooms up for selection provided two single beds each. There hadn’t been any information about one of them being a double bed or he wouldn’t have agreed to the poll in the first place.

Was Hashirama trying to push him to an early death?

His siblings all knew of his feelings, after all. And had been exposed to the revelation not too recently either. It had been quite a while ago when he surprisingly had realized that getting closer to the older Uchiha was something he actually was interested in.

Feelings were a difficult subject to successfully tackle for the albino and it had taken him a few years and a lot of probing talks with his best friend but at some point he had finally realized that his weird fixation with the older Uchiha had been due to romantic feelings. Feelings he had not been able to interpret without Izuna’s help.

Izuna, his favourite, slash best bet for an ally when the machinations of inter-human behaviour and relationships reached a point where they only left him confused. Understanding all the nuances and meanings in communication was often rather difficult for him, unfortunately, and siblings loved to tease each other, while asking his then yet not sister-in-law had been simply too embarrassing.

At first, the younger Uchiha had not been thrilled about his revelation of love but after some time his best friend had been able to make peace with the thought and had supported him—still was. Which the albino was grateful for because knowing why he had felt terrible and moody whenever the older Uchiha had brought over another new romantic partner to introduce to Mito and Hashirama had not made it any easier for him. Not at all, no.

Logically speaking, he had been well aware that their age gap and his rather late start into puberty had not helped in making the older Uchiha see him in a more romantic context but apparently his heart had not been capable to understand that little fact—or well, that had been what Izuna had tried to explain to him back then. The head and heart did not always agree on matters and only because one understood something on a logical level did not automatically mean that the feelings would follow suit without any hiccups.

Fortunately, they all were adults now and the age gap didn’t have as much weight nor meaning anymore; he too had grown into his body years ago. While there had been a point when Madara and even Izuna had been taller than him, thankfully he had long since passed his best friend and even grown an inch or so taller than the older Uchiha himself.

Plus, Madara had been single for quite some time now and thus sharing a room and getting to know each other better had sounded like a good plan of actions.

At least, in theory.

Unfortunately, the reality apparently revealed the opposite. After all, being shaken awake by the Uchiha falling out of bed—that was his educated guess at least—because he wanted to get away from him as soon as possible did not bode well for the supposed desire to get to know each other, did it?

He sighed for the nth time.

Of course, one could now make educated guesses as to which of the many possible reasons had been the older man’s motivation to flee.

Had it been because the albino had freed himself of his pants? Maybe the idea to share a bed so intimately with Hashirama’s little brother had been too off-putting? Or maybe the albino had come too close? Or—

His phone vibrated next to his leg and he picked it up to look at the screen.

Did you get any??? Tobirama scowled at the message Kawarama had just sent him in confusion before his phone vibrated again. You’ll never believe what just happened! I accidentally sent the exact same thing to Madara LOL

The albino’s eyes widened and he quickly unlocked the phone before his fingers started typing. What? Explain! Just as he sent off the message, he suddenly heard the door to the room click open.

Oh no

Apparently Madara was back and he hadn’t even started getting ready yet.

He looked down at the sleep mussed blanket and disheveled shirt covering him, glasses riding down his nose with the movement.

TBC

Little WIP of a gift for a dear friend <3

Though I must admit that I am questioning my decision to draw higanbana ansjdjdjd but aghhhh meaningful flowers

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A spontaneous collab 💙

I did the lines and @sinyaru did the amazing colouring. Thank you so much for joining me in this piece!

This is my 1st collab and I am so happy that we were able to go through with it! I did the line work part back in July for @madatobiweek for the Week 4 ‘There was only one bed’ prompt and for my story for the same prompt Rude Love  and @sinyaru just recently did the colouring.

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Is forgetting my tablet pen over at another home a sign to just go to sleep? Perhaps