I noticed that there was hardly any fanfiction about Sakura and Hashirama so I wanted to try and make one.

Sakura looked hard into the soft looking brown eyes and that stupid smile grinning back at her. She was beginning to understand why Madara always looked like nothing could make him happier than to hit Hashirama in the face every time he smiled like this.

Really if the wood was not pinning her hands separately to the three behind her, she would have hit him. hard. With Charka. And enjoy every minute of it. Maybe if he came closer to her she could use a chakra kick to hit him where the sun didn't shine?

As Hashirama looked her over, he couldn't help the pride he felt from being able to capture Sakura Uchiha. Because, just as Madara, (his cute younger brother) Tobirama-chan and himself, Sakura had earned a repletion just like them.

Yes, she was well known as the strongest female ninja, who was known to break bones with just one hit of her cute small fits. If you, however, found her on one of her better days, she would kindly heal or help anyone who asked for it. But it was her breathtaking looks, such as her softly looking pink hair and green eyes that are so green they could put any forest to shame, they are so full of a burning fire… and well, her terrible temper was also well known.

As he calmly looked her over, he couldn't help but feel jealous off the Uchihas, they got to see her every day, Hashirama was, however, most jealous of her husband. Okay, Hashirama had never met her husband or seen him, but, he was almost certain that it was Madara, his best friend. I mean come on, there have never been born an Uchiha with pink hair.

He had seen the way Madara's face softens every time he just looked her way. He had even seen Madara go out of his way just to see or help her, and Madara has never done that for anyone else. Hell the only reason that Hashirama knew, just how much Sakura adored sweets was because of Madara. It was also thanks to Madara that Hashirama got to see the way her eyes lighted up when it was her favorite dango, Hashirama got to see Sakura's love for children. Even the first time Hashirama met Sakura it was because of Madara.

When the war was still going, he and Madara had met up for some times now by the river. Hashirama had been waiting for Madara to come only to see Madara with a cute little girl hiding behind him. He was sure it had been love at first sight, and when the shy little girl looked over at him with a small blush on her face. She had unknowingly taken his heart with her big innocent green eyes, really, it was so unfair he never even stood a chance against her, not then not now probably never would.

Hashirama knew Madara had seen the way he looked at her, but he had never said anything about it. He just allowed Hashirama to follow her around as some hopeless lovesick puppy, trying to gain her attention and affection.

Hashirama was not really sure if he was happy that Madara trusted him with his wife or be angry Madara didn't try to spare him the pain from falling for an already taken woman.

When Hashirama was with Sakura he never felt happier than ever before oh and when she smiled at him he was on could nine, or the pride he felt when she laugh at something he said. It was moments like that he felt happy Madara let him have his moments. But when the day turned to night and Hashirama was once again all alone and the loneliness was eating him from the inside out and the pain became more unbearable from each day he spends with the short beautiful spitfire.

Sakura looked at Hashirama who seem to be lost in his thoughts and had forgotten about her... In other words now was the time to get away from here somehow. Nodding to herself Sakura began to look closer at the wood that was keeping her in place. As she looked down at her on the ground an idea stuck her.

She slowly lifted her legs up hope that by doing it slowly she wouldn't catch his attention and Hashirama would stay in his thoughts just a little bit longer. Sakura continued to lift he legs up over her head right until her feet came in contact with the tree, after looking at him it seem Hashirama was out of his thoughts again and looked at her shocked and surprised.

Gathering Charka in her feet to keep her steady she began to try and tear her arms to her. Shortly after her wrist broke the wood immediately diapered. Smiling to herself Sakura stood back up while looking him dead in the eyes. Hashirama, however, seems far busier being split between worrying and being angry at her.

Sakura let go of the tree was his only warning right before she went at him with speed that would even impress Tobirama. Before Hashirama even had a chance to blink Sakura's fist made contact with his face. A smile graced her face by the sound of a breaking jaw before Hashirama was sent flying into the trees taking down a couple off trees down with him. Nodding her head Sakura turned around and went back to the village, her shift at the hospital was starting soon and Sakura need to go now if she didn't want to be late.

Nodding her head Sakura turned around and went back to the village, her shift at the hospital was starting soon and Sakura need to go now if she didn't want to be late. On her way to the hospital, she met Madara and Tobirama who was clearly looking for someone. Waving the two men over Sakura smiled happily over at them as they began to go towards her.

"Hey, Madara and Tobirama you're looking for Hashirama he most likely still at the training grounds," Sakura told them before they were all the way over. Nodding at her they seem to understand that she didn't have the time for small talk.

Madara looked over at Tobirama before disappearing in smoke only to reappear at the training grounds, not a second later did Tobirama appear beside him. Madara, however, was far more busy taking in the damage, than bothering with Tobirama. Looking around one last time before moving towards the last man, Hashirama must really have done something really stupid to piss Sakura off so much, Madara thought dryly.

Looking down at the man he called his best friend, Madara almost felt sorry for the young man. While Madara slowly sat down Hashirama Slowly sat up looking at one another Madara really did feel sorry for the man. Hashirama truly looked like he was about to cry any moment now and clearly not because of the pain in this body. Sakura really had no idea what she did to the poor man, shaking his head Madara began to wonder if he had gone soft.

Looking at their village Madara opened his month hoping he wouldn't regret it later. "You know, Sakura and I are nothing more the siblings, that my mother wanted a daughter and they adopted her right?"