Your arranged marriage to a prominent feudal lord has always been a happy one or so you thought. When he suspects your lack of fertility, he takes up a mistress much to your dismay. Your sister, no less!
The overwhelming depression forces you into...
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It has been two days since the assault, and Madara has yet to leave the estate. His guard is on high alert while he remains staunchly by your side.
At the same time, your sister has been staying for the duration of your slumber while Mozuka cares for the baby. Although he had preferred to send Akane off to a hospital, she is the only one who knows what had happened that night. It is better to keep things under wraps until then.
Yet, all is known under the trained eye of Tobirama and he stands before the Uchiha estate with a hardened stare. His brother, Hashirama, also tags along with a sheepish smile. "Surprise!"
Upon hearing high-profile individuals were awaiting his presence at the entrance, Madara had peeled away from your side to meet them at the entrance. To see both Senju brothers only worsens his mood. "Why are you here?" Madara asks scathingly.
"Come on, can't I visit a friend?" Hashirama grins though his intentions are hidden behind those pearly white teeth.
"No."
Tobirama steps forward, and it's clear from his expression that he is in no mood to skirt around his intentions. "Where is Lady [F.Name]?"
The way his voice cradles your name puts Madara in a more foul state. "Is it any of your business? This is the mother of my child."
Tobirama does not hesitate with his response, ignoring the possessive tone in Madara's words. "I sent messages for her, but she has yet to respond."
Madara's eyebrow twitches. "Why are you sending her messages?"
Noticing his friend's anger beginning to rise, Hashirama interjects with an awkward laugh. "Remember how we discussed that I wanted her to be an informant?"
Madara's mind recalls the meeting. It was short and inconsequential, hardly worth noting as Hashirama barely held a tone of seriousness. "... You didn't really do that, did you?" His anger falters at the realization.
"I did!" Hashirama answers exasperatedly. "You were the one who told me it was a good idea. I gave her a title and everything. That's why she is working with Tobirama."
"She was supposed to be under my jurisdiction then," Madara growls.
Tobirama narrows his eyes. "To control her?"
"Again with the assumptions? Your dislike for the Uchiha's is quite plain." Madara's voice drips with venom and a lack of cordiality.
"I do not have a dislike for your clan, but you are known for your need for control."
"E-Easy, easy. That isn't why, Madara," Hashirama sighs. "Tobirama is more in charge of civilian matters while you deal with shinobi and foreign troubles."
He knows this, but he thought a special exception would be allowed for you. "So you visit because she is not performing her duties?"
"I visit because she does not answer," Tobirama counters.
