"Kyūbi no Yōko."

My body tenses up. I'm awake, but I don't open my eyes. I know what will happen if I do open my eyes. And I don't want to. I don't want the happy and fun times to end just yet, call me greedy but right now it feels like those last hundreds of years wasn't enough.

"I can just use another one of you creatures."

I feel like crying. His chakra reminds me so much of Indra's.

Then I register what he said.

He's blackmailing me? By using my siblings?

I open my eyes to glare at a pair of Sharingan eyes.

Quickly realizing my mistake, because fuck if I was going to get brainwashed by an Uchiha of all people, I avert my gaze to his throat.

"Care to repeat that?" I quietly ask.

Though, considering my size, my voice still carried through the forest.

"Oh? To think you creatures are capable of speech..."

I honestly hate how arrogant he sounded. No wonder everyone hates him.

"Fuck off," I scoff at him, deeming him a pest.

It wasn't like I was a human. I didn't have to fear this bastard. It's the opposite actually, he's supposed to be scared of me. I'm the nine tailed fox for fuck's sake. But, I guess that was the Uchiha ego for you.

"Let's cut the foreplay and –"

I snort, cutting the Uchiha off. "That's what she said."

What can I say? Years of boredom and limited social interactions have really not been kind to my sense of humor. I bet if someone cracked a poop joke, I would be amused. Which is sad, really.

"..."

I could literally feel Madara glaring at me.

Fortunately, looks can't kill.

"So, let me guess. You, an Uchiha with a massive case of inferiority complex and jealousy, have come here to put me under the control of your Sharingan so that I can do your bidding," I lazily drawl.

"It seems you are capable of intelligence as well, surprisingly."

My eye twitched.

"I am sure you're smart enough to not get in my way."

Okay! That was it.

"I'm sure you're smart enough to realize you're talking to a Tailed Beast. Then again, you humans tend to be very stupid..."

It seems like it's Madara's turn to scoff, "Every living being has a weakness. My eyes just happen to be yours."

"Well, read my lips. Fuck off."

Madara seems to realize that we are not going to come into an agreement. Maybe he isn't that hopeless in social situations. Though, no wonder Sasuke's response to the word 'no' is to attack and lash out.

His clan must have gotten it from Madara.

Probably.

Yes.

They got it from Madara who was running towards me with his Sharingan.

Wait...

Sharingan.

Towards me.

OH HELL NO!

Panicking, I quickly raise my paw and hit him with it. He, being a badass despite his poor manners, easily dodged. But, I do not give up either, especially when panicked and distressed because of brainwashing eyes.

So, I keep trying to hit him.

I don't even give him the chance to go through any hand seals, because hello? I'm not stupid.

To be honest, I expected Madara to somehow win. Because let's face it, he's an Uchiha. Somehow, every live Uchiha from the series managed to win against impossible odds and this was the Madara Uchiha.

My eyes widen in shock when I actually manage to hit him.

An almost comical sound of splat and broken bones reaches my ears.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

I fucked up. Big time.

Maybe I can put him back together?

Oh, who the hell am I kidding?!

I crushed him with my paw.

Madara Uchiha is dead and it's all my fault.

I officially fucked up the universe.

If me being in this world hasn't already caused a lot of ripples, then a dead man who was supposed to be an important villain in this universe could cause massive changes.

For all I know, Naruto might not get born anymore!

Nononononononono.

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"Oi, Kurama!"

I ignore Shukaku's annoying voice as I continue to stare at Madara's mangled body.

Maybe I could impersonate Madara with my transformation technique. No, there's too many flaws to that idea.

For one, I don't have the Sharingan.

Secondly, there's no point in returning to the village if Madara's goal was to kill Hashirama.

Thirdly, there's a chance that the Hyuga could tell that I'm not really Madara. So could a sensor-nin.

"KURAMA, YOU SHITTY BROTHER!"

I groan in frustration and turned to look at Shukaku, "What?! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?!"

He glares at me. "You promised Isobu you'd play with him!"

I glare right back. "This is more important than Isobu!"

For once, Shukaku shut his mouth.

Satisfied, I turn back to look at what was supposed to be Madara Uchiha.

"...something really bad must have happened, this shitface never ignores Isobu," Shukaku mutters as if I can't hear him.

Nice to see he notices when something is up though.

"I fucked up the world."

"Huh?"

"I killed Madara Uchiha."

"So?"

Oh right. Only I have foreknowledge. Or had, considering I killed the one responsible for a lot of shit.

"...I fucked up the world," I breathe out, feeling more and more horrified by the second.

"Then unfuck it."

I resist the urge to sent a Tailed Beast Ball at Shukaku.

"It's not that simple."

"...don't you usually have a plan?"

Yes, I usually did. But I don't usually go killing villains either, do I?

My plan was probably in ruins anyway.

What plan?

Well, I planned on getting controlled by Madara, getting my butt whooped by Hashirama and sealed into Mito. Then, the second part of my plan would have been to earn Mito's trust and show her that Tailed Beasts aren't evil. Then, I'd get her protection for my siblings and maybe even look after some characters who died but would have been more useful alive.

But I just had to kill Madara because of my irrational fear of the Sharingan.

Well, not really irrational, but you get the point.

"My plan won't work anymore."

Shukaku rolls his eyes at me, as if I'm stupid. "Then make it work."

Make it work?

How?

It's not like I can just walk to the village and–

Wait...

I can.

I can literally just walk to the village, disguised as a human to prevent panic and miscommunication, and approach Mito Uzumaki. It will either work or end up with me sealed into her. Which was okay. Worst case scenario they manage to kill me somehow, but I'm immortal. So, I would reform eventually. At least in theory.

"Shukaku..."

"What?"

"You're a genius!" I exclaim with a grin.

In response, he gives me a stupid look.

I guess it was a one time thing. Too bad. A smart Shukaku would have been nice to have around.

Without waiting for him to talk, I turn around and start running away.

"Hey! Wait! Where are you going?!"

"Can't talk! I'll explain later!"

Hopefully.

I may have fucked up the world by killing Madara Uchiha. (Or maybe I did the world a favor.)

But I'm not going to fuck up my plans.

Though, to be honest I feel very satisfied for screwing Zetsu over. Even if it was an accident.

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Chapter End.

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Author's note: short chapter~! But I'm back to writing this story! Please follow me on Wattpad (same username) and vote for this story. Why should you follow me on Wattpad? Because I post teasers and update date there.

Questions:

1. Will Max/Kurama's plan work?

2. What's your reaction to Madara's death?