[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] short story

Clutching his fingers, it was as if the last body temperature of Hashirama still remained on them.He ran until the snow stopped, the clouds dispersed, and a bright moon shone through the cold night with its gentle silver light.

He stopped and looked up at the moon that sealed the end.

one day—

Someday.

end

Sasuke stared blankly at the inexplicably masked man in front of him.He didn't know what the other party wanted to talk about, the history of Senju or Uchiha seemed far away, and had nothing to do with the pain that seemed to hollow him out.

But the masked man spoke firmly.

"Senju Hashirama...he is the pinnacle of the ninja world.

"It's the ninja I admire."*

The End.

3. Chunkong

Spring sky

When Hashirama returned home, he was surprised not to see Madara who was always sitting on the porch.

This is not particularly unusual.

Although I will never admit it, Madara now likes to chase light.Whether it is such a warm but not yet scorching sun, or the clear and clear brilliance of the full moon.Hashirama had roughly guessed the reason for this, but he just didn't know how to ask.

So Hashirama was a little surprised when he saw Madara was not there.With the sushi wrapped in persimmon leaves in his hand, he began to look for people in the yard——Madara's chakra was not too far away.

Then he saw the door of the warehouse in the courtyard half open.

Hashirama pushed the door and went in, only to realize that Madara was not sitting alone in it.On the perch opposite him, sat a young goshawk.

The pillar stopped.He noticed that Madara did not use any ninjutsu at all, nor did he show any murderous intent, but just sat motionless, staring intently at the vicious bird with gray and white feathers.The eyes of the man and the eagle intertwined in the air, like invisible blades extending out and colliding with each other silently—this is just a time-consuming, labor-intensive but traditional and old method of eagle training that ordinary people would use.

Madara was clearly enthralled by this, and didn't even glance at the Hashirama standing in the doorway.On the contrary, the eagle became uneasy because of the appearance of the second person, and turned his head anxiously.

Hashirama immediately left consciously.Now Madara definitely doesn't need to be disturbed, he sighed at the sushi in his hand, he was relieved that Madara was so interested, but also felt a little lonely.

This is really useless.

He went back to the living room alone, put the sushi on the low table and sat on the tatami.After staying for a while, he fell down on the table again, and then slowly turned his head to stare at the sliding door.

The place they live in now is not as big as Senju or Uchiha's house.Hashirama himself has no concept of the size of the house, building a house is just a matter of random wooden houses, bigger and smaller are often requested by others.It turns out that there are always many people coming and going in the house, whether it is Senju's clan members, Konoha's Jonin, or occasional guests, so the courtyard, no matter how big it is, seems small.After many years, the Senju Clan has disappeared, and the Uchiha family has only one descendant who wandered outside, and their identities have become too sensitive, and they no longer need extra visitors.He and Madara live in seclusion in the forest some distance away from the village. Usually, the two of them come and go, and sometimes they even feel that the space is a bit small, but it’s just that there is one person missing, and suddenly they feel that the house is too big. Too much.

——Have you thought about returning to the clan?

Tsunade's voice rang in his ears again.The female ninja who looks young but is actually over fifty years old still maintains a young appearance because of the seal of Baihao. Perhaps it is because of this that Hashirama can still find some traces of memory from her face.It's a pity that even if this is said, both of them know that this is unlikely.After all, no one can allow a completely unsupervised Uchiha Madara to wander outside - and Hashirama doesn't want to leave him.

Isn't that great?It's not far away.Hashirama said with a smile,—after all, this is not our era.

Hashirama felt that his eyes were a little dry, so he closed them.The spring breeze blew in warmly, and he slowly fell asleep.

Then he was pushed on the shoulder.

"Don't sleep in this kind of place." With her long hair curled up, Madara sat down beside him, her legs stretched under the table buttocking her as if she thought he was in the way.

Hashirama sat up straight, and didn't expect the other party to appear so soon: "Madara."

Madara had already picked up the sushi on the table and ate it: "I made a cock and stared at it."

Hashirama was a little happy for some reason.He also picked up the sushi: "Where did the eagle come from?"

"I saw it in the woods recently. Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I went to catch it."

"Wouldn't it be quick to train with ninjutsu?"

"That's a different approach." Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he despised Hashirama's ignorance, "It's two completely different things to let the eagle deliver the message, or let the eagle hunt. The former is an assistant, And the latter is a pastime."

"Recreation?"

"You know it once you've seen it. It's not about using the eagle as a tool, it's about appreciating its power at the moment of the hunt."

Madara said.When he said this, there was even a sharp light in his eyes that only good hunters have. Zhu Jian thought that maybe Uchiha was really similar to this elegant raptor in a sense.They are equally lonely and determined, equally loyal, and equally unable to be satisfied with peace without the smoke of war.

General calm for the moment.

"……What's wrong?"

After being asked a question, Hashirama noticed that he had been holding the sushi in place for a long time.He hurriedly put down the sushi and got up in a hurry.

"I'm going to make tea."

——He couldn't help but think about that almost long ago, what happened before they were alive.

After forming an alliance, Senju and Uchiha once had a honeymoon period.They fought side by side and built the village together. At that time, no one would doubt that Senju Zhuma and Uchiha Madara really trusted each other.But after the village grew stronger and Konoha was formally established, the two gradually drifted apart.

Hashirama sometimes feels that he understands Madara, and even believes his own understanding too much.So at the moment when Madara announced that he had found a new path, Hashirama was completely helpless, and fell into the final predicament step by step.

Put the cart before the horse.

What Madara said was right.

Scars carved by blades trying to protect something are also scars.Killing for protection also leaves hatred.Even if the wound is congealed, blood still oozes inside, slowly rotting in the depths where the light cannot shine, until it is hard to return.For a brief moment, Hashirama can also empathize with what drove Spotter to go down that unsolvable and lonely road (not that he will choose to do the same).

At the end of the day, they are still gazing at something equally good, but out of reach.

At this point, Hashirama never doubted the other party from the beginning to the end.

——So now, all he worries about is not knowing how to hold Madara and keep him by his side.

While he was thinking about these things, the water in the pot was already boiling - even over-tumbling.He poured some brown rice tea into the teapot beside him, poured hot water on it, and walked back with the teapot in one hand and two teacups in the other.

The last piece of sushi left on the table.Madara sat at the table, propping one hand on the table thoughtfully, looking out at the scenery outside.The forest trees in spring are the most lovely and pitiful at this time, and the light yellow and tender green shoots are shining in the sun with a new light after being buried in the winter.It wasn't until Hashirama walked into the room and pushed the poured brown rice tea to Madara's hand that he said:

"Come with me to go eagle hunting next time."

Hashirama raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Is it okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Madara squeezed the last piece of sushi and stuffed it into Hashirama's mouth.

Even though Madara said that, he spent some time spending time with the eagle he had captured.In fact, the eagle's temperament was almost as rebellious as its master. Ban Zuo confronted it for three days and three nights before it finally showed its initial intention of taming.

Madara comes out from the warehouse and tells Hashirama that this is just the beginning.

That was indeed a start.The untamed hawk seems to be trying to escape from control every now and then, and Madara is obsessed with the moment it jumps onto his hand to feed.After the hawk becomes less fearful, Hashirama can join Madara to watch him train the hawk.Among the real falconers there is a cumbersome set of rules and rituals, all kinds of terminology known only inside, and complicated methods of gestures, calls and call signs.These Hashiramas didn't know it at all, and Madara might know it, but they didn't pay attention to it at all.

Wild animals will not be easily trusted since childhood, especially the goshawk - it is said that its temperament is one of the most brutal, if there is not enough hunting opportunities, it will become manic and uncontrollable, even experienced training The Eagle Man has not been able to tame a young goshawk either.

But Hashirama doesn't doubt that Madara can train it.In a sense, the way the man and the eagle compete with each other is actually very similar—stubborn, unwilling to admit defeat, guessing at each other, trying to test how much trust they can hand over bit by bit.The subtle struggle between you advancing and me retreating is nothing more than an invisible and silent war.

Hashirama watched Madara like this.

He actually understood a little bit why Bai made such a move at this time.

The words that can be expressed between them are almost exhausted.And in this accident created by the gods—during this period of time that should not belong to them, what else can ensure that they can trust each other?

Taming is always a relative thing.

Hashirama remembers