(Resistance)

"Resistance is thought transformed into feeling. Change the thought that creates resistance, and there is no more resistance."

V

I'm going to kill them.

Those words Madara spoke so confidently had left Tobirama in a stiffened baffled state. The elders were essentially the backbone of every clan- Senju, Uchiha, Ehime and more. And even using the Senju situation, the elders controlled practically every aspect of the clan's decisions. They established the rules and tried to keep the clan traditions embedded. So any young leaders such as Madara and his very own brother, Hashirama, were constantly at odds. It was a struggle between the old ways and the new- but for the most part the old ways always won. Considering how long the elders have been in power, how many bonds they made over the years and power they held over the strong alliances, it left the new and young leaders in a standstill of either pushing and struggling for the new way or death so that a more corporate leader took place. In the case of Hashirama, being the senju's strongest warrior thus far, it was practically fatal for the senju elders to even dream of taking Tobirama's older brother out as the only senju capable of defeating the powerhouse Madara Uchiha. Hashirama knew this and Tobirama saw that his brother still didn't underestimate the elders and kept showing himself up instead of bending over to the elders- who were already ready to use and attack any weak points Hashirama showed them. Namely a Yujia Senju.

"My decision in killing the elders lies more so outside the truce- so don't misunderstand," Madara replied bluntly, still leaning relaxed against the desk. "This only give me more reasons in taking them out." His eyes were already set in a position that had showed he wasn't quite opting in hearing Tobirama's opposition if he had any.

"And how do you plan on taking out the elders exactly..." Tobirama asked as he narrowed his eyes. Something already told Tobirama that the Uchiha clan leader means of assassinating some of the strongest members in his clan, and revealing this plan to him, had information he neglected and/or skated over. The worst case scenario Tobirama expected was if Madara actually-

"You're doing it with me." There it was.

"Have you lost your mind," Tobirama barked, shooting up from the bed before doubling over from his slightly opened wounds and pushing himself back against the bed. "Shit," he swore under his breath, as his eyes examined the blood from the cuts on his arms started to leak through.

"Lost my mind...well, one could easily accuse that- if they didn't exactly hear the entire plan. Two options.," Madara snorted, then using his underhand to toss Tobirama the remaining wraps for his wound off the desk he was currently leaning on. He continued, with Tobirama red eyes glaring at him, "One. You and I will kill each member of my elder clan. There are coming here to our camp for a inspection and report on us and myself. They're staying for a day and more than likely sneaking out said night. We're attacking them then- far away from our camp. We Say the Shimane's thought they were the bandits and attacked."

"You're insane...that plan only backfires."

Madara cocked an irritable yet curious eyebrow. "Explain."

"Going by your idea, the elders are all dead. That leaves angry Uchiha citizens outrage over the death over their elders and demand revenge- and if you do not comply- that only raise suspicions. That or you go into direct war with the Shimane's, and as you know we are allies with them as well thus furthering pushing back means of peace. You're putting your own self interest over our agreement, Madara. And i am not helping you into murdering your elders and the fact you actually wanted me to help you...-."

"Only because i thought it was a deal you wouldn't want to pass up."

Silence.

"If thats the case, then i'm resorting to what i planned on doing in the first place. The second option."

"Which is.."

"Slaughtering them outright."

"No matter what- you're going through with this?"

"So it seems."

Tobirama let out a frustrated sigh.

"Your reaction wasn't one i expected, Tobirama. Here i thought you'd be more than thrilled in coming along and hearing the plan in killing members of the Uchiha clan off. What's with the change of heart?" Madara rose his eyebrows higher, letting his fingers tap along the desk while the wind from outside the tent was busy tossing the Uchiha mangly long hair side to side.

"Fact is, if this goes wrong..." He started, clenching his set of teeth against each other. "If this goes wrong, Madara, then your a deadman, and the elders will push another puppet to fill your shoes after they kill Izuna outright. The last thing we need is their puppet taking control of things. Thanks to yours and Hashirama connections-."

"But if it goes as planned, then the war could potentially end and for me i could finally get those dogs out of my way. So are you in it or not." Madara replied, his chin held high.

Tobirama let Madaras words sink in. The stakes were higher than he would imagined. But the payoff could be grand, and the more Tobirama thought- if word get by Madara and possibly himself had took out the elders, more clans could join the fray and pushed many of the war stubborn elders out the way that let their pride take over the greater good of the clan.

"...fine then."

"Welcome aboard, Senju," Madara laughed. "I can already imagine the not so pleasures i'll have the fortunes of sharing with you."

"Don't say my lines," Tobirama retorted. "And anyway...i doubt you want me here simply because an offer."

"Oh, so you aren't that stupid...I'm surprised," Madara mused, letting a lone whistle escaped from his lips. "I told you before...we're too much alike."

"And i've told you before- i am nothing like you," He hissed. "Heartless bastard."

Tobirama kept his steady glare with the eldest Uchiha- their eyes still cold but locked together with no means of pulling or breaking away. Without a Hashirama to break them up, Tobirama almost expected the two to break out into a fight right there. But...he couldn't move and Madara only silently stared at him- no witty insults thrown, but a solemn stare. "Its annoying..you're so much.."

"I just told you i'm not." He shot back. "Its like you're desperately trying to find someone like you.."

"I'm not," Madara answered lamely. "I wouldn't say desperately- thats implying i'm looking at a place and picking at it."

"Thats exactly what you're doing."

"I see it."

"Hush."

"Denial Denial Denial, Senju."

"I'm not in denial, Uchiha Madara." Tobirama said with a murderous edge tipping his voice.

" Tobirama Senju- its clear." Madara cackled throwing his head back. "At Least i admit it. You're so sad."

Tobirama could feel the anger swell inside him- being ridiculed and mocked. "Demon...Blood thirsty demon."

"At Least i know my inner demons," Madara continued as he pushed himself from off the desk and sauntered over to the pissed off Tobirama. Madara leaned forward, wild untamed strands of hair falling over his shoulder and touching his light eyelashes. And for a brief moment, all Tobirama could see was his more than his blank eyes, it wasn't that simple- dark, emotionless, no soul or spirit- not even a single light. A little bit...a little bit of amusement at the corners of Madara's eyes that made them turned upwards and wrinkle at the edges, and light speckles of sadism.

Madara cocked his head slightly to the left before easily pushing himself against Tobirama's ear. Madara's very lips brought another source of heat against his body and Tobirama felt the hair prickle at the back of his neck. "Denial..denial," He taunted.

"You're nothing but a liar."

"And you aren't?"

"No."

"You're just as bad as me if not worse now that i think about it..." He breathed leaning further against Tobirama's ear/

"Your games are the worst."

"Your delusion is the worst. You think you're so much better than us- the Uchiha but strange how much you fit right in," He said and Tobirama could still feel his heat warm his ear. Madara was much closer than what he would even allow him to normally stay- at least arm's length on average. But the thoughts Madara implanted had pulled him in. It was almost as if he was talking to his inner demons. As if he was facing that certain black apart of him already. In the shape of Madara Uchiha. "Delusional..." Tobirama murmured under his breath. "I am..."

"Delusional. Now don't get me wrong Senju, i am not simply saying these particular things in order to mess with your mind."

"I already know why."

Madara paused as he slowly pulled away from the younger Senju's ear and straightened himself.

Their eyes caught each other once again. Blank black eyes that darkness only existed because light was absent, and strange bright maroon eyes that lied each and everyday. This time, for once, instead of the hate filled glare that was usually exchanged between the men, there was another great feeling passed between them. Weighing heavily in the air that flooded the tent.

"Madara."

Tobirama and Madara quickly snapped their heads towards the tents entrance where Izuna stood, hands firmly at his hips with an annoyed look. "Can we finally come back now?"

"Yes tell Mari to come back in- his wound reopened. Izuna, we're heading back to the tent. Go along, i'll catch you on the way."

"Tch, fine." Izuna scoffed, dropping his shoulders before stomping himself away.

"Tobirama..."

Tobirama slid his eyes at the ground, then used all his might in order to look as nonchalant as possible. Body rid of all intensity, anger vanished, and the sympathy he felt- gone as well.

There was no point in sympathizing with the enemy.

"Are you sure that you know..." Madara replied, arms crossed as he slowly started for the exit of the tent. His hard footsteps echoed in the air with every step he had took. Tobirama could only see his backside now, the man's powerful chakra radiating- almost burning his nerves now that he really concentrated. Long, unruly hair reaching at his hip. Dark and sharp edges coursing throughout his strands. "Do you?"He asked once more, now standing in front of the exit. Long slender fingers gripping the pole besides him.

"Another time."

"Very well," He shrugged- dropping his hands against the pole. "Don't forget our agreement tomorrow, Senju."

"I won't."

So its been awhile hasn't it lol

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