The Last Night & Epilogue

I knew Madara wouldn't be there when I woke up. Just as I knew it would be awhile before I saw him again. Hikari came a couple more times to the ramen shop and asked to see me again, but I told him no. He really wasn't that great, anyway.

The night Madara did finally come was a terrible one. He had just slaughtered my clan, the Uzamaki and I wasn't happy to see him again. The whole village was out for his head. It was when I was walking home from work that he decided to show. I went to scream and he held his hand over my mouth. We slid into the Aburame's garden of roses.

"Be quiet woman." He shoved me behind a large rose bush with white petals.

A couple of ninjas from the Uchiha clan cried, "Madara-sama." They rushed to their deaths. Madara withdrew his katana at the last second and the blood splattered on the pearl white roses. He disposed of the bodies quickly with a flick of his hand they were ashes. All that remained was the bloodstained roses.

Madara took my hand and we slid into the darkness.

When we arrived at my house and it was safe. I whispered loudly to him, "What the hell are you doing here? Do you realize what is going on? And you slaughtered my clan!"

"They had to die, woman." His sharingan activated. "They interfered with my plans to become Hokage."

"Well, did you think I was going to wait for you with open arms?" I yelled at him.

He smirked. "You can't deny me." He circled around me. "I see you haven't been with that Hyuga, but there is something, isn't there?"

I looked away from him, twiddling with my fingers. "There is nothing that concerns you."

He chuckled, darkly. "But it does concern me and you know it and you can't hide it from me no matter how much clothing you have on." He whispered in my ear, "You are pregnant."

I gasped. "How did you…?"

He smirked, triumphantly. "As I said before, nothing escapes these eyes and you know it's mine, so don't deny it. That puny Hyuga isn't man enough." He scoffed.

I looked away from him, walking away. He placed a hand on my shoulder, stopping me from leaving. "As I said before, woman. You can't deny me." He chuckled and there was not one Madara now, but two.

One withdrew his sword and shredded my kimono. The other appeared behind me and snaked his arms around me, then he whispered in my ear, "You're going to enjoy this."

Their clothes were off in an instant and I gasped. One was plenty. How was I supposed to handle two Madara's? One laid on the bed laughing as the one behind me fondled my breasts and sucked my neck. His name was constantly on my lips as I moaned, so I wasn't aware as he'd gravitated to the bed and pushed me onto the other Madara.

His member clearly shown what he wanted and I glared at his smirking face. That smirk irritated me and I knew how to get rid of it. I grabbed him and took it into my mouth. Consequently, he groaned and grabbed my hair, forcing me to take him farther.

I almost forgot about the other one, but he wasn't having it. He climbed astride me and entered my pussy from behind. I shook with pleasure from his entrance and the one I sucked, moaned. He settled into a rough rhythm, which felt really, really good, except for the fact that he was constantly hitting my g-spot and I couldn't give proper attention to the other. He decided to help, his smirk long gone, by pushing me farther down, then up, and down like clockwork.

It was a hot mess indeed. Two Madara's was too much, luckily when the one first one came inside my throat, I could just rest for a moment. That's what I thought anyway, but he was far from done. It was going to be a long night.

I couldn't tell you what happened at the battle between Hashirama and Madara because, quite frankly, I wasn't there. I was in labor, away from the village. I knew Madara wasn't coming back the last time we were together, but after and always, even now, I feel someone watching me in the darkness and there is no doubt in my mind that he watches me still, even if he somehow is dead. I do still have a memento of his and my child will grow up to be strong just like his father. I live far on the outskirts of the village. I had to leave. Madara killed Hashirama and there will be vengeance. Tobirama, the new Hokage, declared it so. My son will grow and thrive, but for now he is my secret. End.

Well sweet reader, I hope you liked. Sorry for the wait. I couldn't get to an internet enabled computer. This is the end of this story. I might make a sequel depending on what Kishimoto decides to do like I could have the kid grow up to influence Tobi and the kage's, but idk for now. I might make this chapter a bit longer later with ideas from a friend, but until then, adieu.