Hashirama sighed in contentment as he walked down one of Konoha's streets, his hand intertwined with Madara's. No longer were they greeted with stares and disapproving looks. They had come a long way with regaining the respect of both civilians and shinobi clans alike. They were still getting crap from their respective clan elders, but the rest of the members had accepted and even approved of the union between their two clans. The hostility between the Senju and the Uchiha had died down tremendously since their marriage almost four years ago. Things were beginning to look up for both clans.

The two stopped in their tracks when they came across three familiar faces. Their daughter was trying to swing in the air using her uncles' arms as support as the two moved. Both Izuna and Tobirama had come a long way since the incident at the wedding. After Izuna had confessed to his once hated enemy, Tobirama had admitted he had conflicting feelings towards the Uchiha. But because the Senju was inherently stubborn, he refused to associate with Izuna further. With some encouraging words from his brother and new brother-in-law, Izuna decided he was going to do whatever it took to win the Senju's heart. His persistent (and sometimes unconventional) attempts were eventually recognized by Tobirama and soon he could no longer deny the feelings he held for the Uchiha. The two became a couple within the next year and they had recently gotten married.

Izumi spotted her parents and ceased her swinging. She let go of her uncles' arms and sped towards them. She hugged her mother's legs as soon as she was close enough.

"Hi Mama!" she greeted cheerfully.

He smiled at his baby girl. Madara nearly had a fit when Izumi's first word happened to be him. She had called him "Mama". As much as he had tried to teach her to call him "father" afterwards, his attempts fell on deaf ears. Izumi proceeded to refer to him as "Mama" and the name eventually stuck for him after three years of hearing her say it. The title no longer bothered him; in fact, it made him happy to hear her call him that.

"I'm so happy you're here!" she exclaimed, bouncing on the soles of her feet. "Is my sibling here yet?"

"No, Izumi. Not for another five months," Madara said, kneeling down to her level.

"Oh!" she pouted as she placed her face against Madara's distended belly. "Grow faster, baby! I wanna see you!"

Hashirama laughed at the sweet innocence Izumi always showed. Although he inwardly shivered as he remembered the moment when Madara found out he was pregnant again. Madara had made it clear to Hashirama that even though Izumi was a blessing and having another kid would be just as wonderful, he really did not want to go through the "joys" of pregnancy again. If Hashirama wanted another kid, he'd be the one having it this time around. Unfortunately, they got a little…"busy" one night and a few weeks later Madara began experiencing morning sickness. Madara was so pissed that he nearly burned their house down with a Fire Style jutsu he had directed at Hashirama. Izumi got worried that her mother was dying and Madara had to explain that she would be an older sibling soon. She then started whooping for joy and began talking about all the things she would do with her new baby brother or sister.

"Mama, you're getting really fat."

"I'm aware," Madara muttered, sending sharp glares at Hashirama.

"Hey, we love you no matter what you look like, potbelly and all," Hashirama jovially replied.

Hashirama saw stars when Madara punched him in the face. A concerned Izumi was hovering over him while Madara yelled at his prone form. Tobirama had palmed his face at his idiotic elder brother's antics and Izuna just watched on with a sweatdrop falling down his face. Hashirama laughed to himself as his angry husband continued to throw verbal insults at him. Even when pissed, Madara managed to look cute to him.

"Yep. I love you too, Madara."

The two sat down by the Naka River, cherry blossoms falling on them as they looked up at the full moon. Hashirama pulled Madara into his chest, embracing his love in his arms. Madara had placed his hands on his baby bump, smiling at it as he gently stroked it.

"I'm still pissed with you about it," he said. "But I'm happy too."

"Are you hoping for a boy this time?" Hashirama asked.

"I am; though if it's another girl, I won't mind. But I don't like how huge I am right now. I wasn't nearly this big when I had Izumi. I'm still having morning sickness too when I should be over it by now."

"Everything will be fine. You'll see," Hashirama said before he separated from Madara, helping the latter up. "I suppose we should head back. Izumi can't get to sleep if she knows you're not nearby."

"Right. But before we do, let's do it again for old time's sake."

Hashirama blinked in confusion as he watched Madara toss a stone into the air before catching it again. He positioned himself to throw it. Hashirama smiled, picking up a good stone himself. In perfect sync, the two males threw the stones. They skipped across the Naka River together. They reached the other side, landing on top of each other.

Before, those stones were on separate sides of the river. Now, they finally reached the same side.

Together.

And that's a wrap! The end of Three Words! I had a lot of fun writing this and I'm so happy a lot of people ended up liking it! Even though Three Words is now over, my co-author and I have been discussing a lot over the course of this story. During these discussions, other potential ideas popped up. In the end, we ended up getting enough material down to plan three other stories connected to the Three Words universe. So, expect a sequel sometime in the future! Depending on how much you want to see the sequel, I may get it up soon! So stay tuned!

Coming soon: Three Promises