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My eyes were always trained on Izuna as he fought with his older brother Madara. They were training for preparation for the next battle against the Senju.
I never really noticed Madara though. I and Izuna were happy, and that was that.
~the next morning~
They were heading put to battle and I was standing off to the side.
"Good luck Izuna. Please come back."
He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead, "of course."
But-
He didn't.
When the Uchiha force came back...Madara and a few others were left as Izuna's body was carried on horseback, deliberately covered so I wouldn't have to see.
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"He's...dead?"
Madara had wrapped his arms around me as I cried into his chest. Big, bubbly tears continued to flow down my face as I tried to hold back my sobs of sadness.
*Madara's P.O.V*
My brother had what I always wanted.
(Name).
She was always the only one.
So,
Was it....
Worth killing my brother, so I could...
Have (Name) all to myself.
At least I could blame Tobirama for his death.
Now, I and (Name) cam live happily together.
