❝𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪?❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH you offered yourself to the Head of the Uchiha Clan to become his bride and bear...
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They say there is a certain order of things and that things are predetermined. If so, then you wonder if it was the gods who predetermined that moment, when you went to the study at the exact moment you heard those words from him.
"Do I love her?"
Not long ago, you wouldn't have been too surprised to hear those words from Uchiha Madara. After all, he was best known for the wars he had fought in. The wars that left him with so many frightening hearsays.
But after all the time you spent with him, you learned that there is more to him than all those rumors combined.
So your surprise made you unable to do anything. You were there, as Madara kept speaking of the love he hadn't given you when that same love you had given him a long time ago, or at least what felt like a long time to you.
You stood there, unable to do anything but kept listening until you found the strength to take a step back.
You wonder if you should have taken a step forward instead, but what would you do had you taken a step forward?
So you found yourself taking another step back, the parchment slipping from your hand before you retraced your steps down the silent corridor, your footsteps equally as silent, undisturbing of the stillness that lingers.
You did not know why your feet carried you outside instead of back to the bedchamber. Perhaps because the pathway where your feet had carried you is the same pathway that you and Madara had walked down each day that you unconsciously went there.
When you finally realized where you went, you were already near the stream in the forest. The sound of the water running down the rocks breaks the cold silence of the woods.
When the adrenaline had vanished, Madara's voice came back in your head.
"I do not love her."
You feel your chest constrict with those words that you had forgotten about his next words after he had said that.
He doesn't love you but he started to adore you. What does adoration to him even mean? That small form of appeasement wasn't quite enough to take away the rest of the heavy feeling that was left in your chest.
