[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

A gap beyond words.

Madara's kiss was sweet with dates.Those dark eyes stared at him very closely, and then pulled him closer again when Hashirama moved away a little and gasped slightly.

……

After it was all over, they lay side by side in the same place, only the haori draped over their bodies.

The night in Konoha is extremely quiet, and the forest surrounding the village blocks all possible noises away, except for the occasional chirping of night owls, there is no sound at all.Hashirama stroked Madara's hair once and for all, and Madara's eyes were half-closed, as if about to fall asleep.

For a brief moment, Hashirama wished that this moment lasted as long as possible.It was one of those rare moments for him and Madara - a moment of peace that he hadn't even dreamed of, even in his wildest dreams.

Although his feelings for Madara have already surpassed the scope of friends, he never expected to turn this feeling into some tangible dawn and twilight: Madara is a fire that burns wantonly, a bird of prey that will not submit to anyone, It was hard for him to imagine that a man would stay by his side in some intimate and everyday gesture.That doesn't seem like a spot.

However, as long as we understand Madara, get close to his heart, try to imagine the pain he has experienced and make reconciliation efforts, Hashirama wants to do everything to embrace him and protect him, just like cherishing a The glass from the northern country across the ocean: crystal clear, yet so fragile - even if a man is as strong and persevering as him, Hashirama thinks so.

But if he said such a thing to Madara, the man would definitely scoff.After all, this is the country they built together, the reality they guarded together.How could I need your protection—— Madara must have complained like this, but the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Thinking of this, Hashirama turned around and asked in a low voice:

"Madara... do you think this is the country we dreamed of?"

He waited for a long time and got no response.When I listened carefully, I realized that Madara had her eyes closed, her breathing was slow and long, and she had already fallen into a dream.

So Hashirama put the man on his shoulders.The reassuring temperature came from the close skin, and he couldn't help closing his eyes, listening to another heartbeat that was extremely close, and slowly fell asleep.

After years of poor harvests, the autumn of that year finally ushered in a bumper harvest.The villagers outside the Konoha Forest were busy harvesting, but suffered from labor shortages. After some discussion, they sent someone to ask Konoha for help.

This was a first in the history of ninjas, and Hashirama happily gave permission.

"Even if you're not used to doing field work, there's always something you can do to help. Besides, we have to go around to buy food, don't we?"

After hearing this, Madara didn't laugh at it, but said "it's what Hashirama did", and sent young people from Uchiha to help.Hashirama was very happy, so he caught Madara and went to take a sneak break together, not forgetting to euphemistically call it "inspection work".The surrounding villagers saluted when they saw them from afar, and respectfully called Hashirama "Hokage-sama", and they did not forget to look at Madara secretly.

"...That must be a powerful ninja." Someone whispered in the crowd.

Madara raised his eyebrows with interest, and Hashirama showed a bright smile: "Madara is as powerful a ninja as me."

"No matter how nonsense you talk, the ninjas will hear you!" So some people complained about that person, and some young girls looked at Hokage-sama and his companions, whispered to each other, and then laughed like silver bells .

When Hashirama and Madara went back, they were holding a bunch of fruits and vegetables—more precisely, Hashirama was holding a pile of fruits and vegetables, and said to Madara excitedly as they walked: "This year's harvest is large, except for the stored rations, there is no surplus. It can also be used to make wine, and new wine will be brewed next year—”

Spotted nodded, took an apple from Hashirama's pocket, and took a bite—it was still more sour than sweet, but it was a rare fruit grown on the long-abandoned land: "Not bad."

"It would be great if we could go on like this forever." Hashirama said, his voice was much lighter than usual.

But Madara is not stingy with pouring cold water on him.

"You don't think this is peace, do you?"

There was silence between the pillars.Even he had to admit that things were far from being completely at peace.There is still an undercurrent of uneasiness between countries, and maybe a new war will rise soon, maybe they will go to the battlefield tomorrow...

"We still have a long way to go. The sword sealed in the sheath will only rust, and those who have no strength will only lose everything they have... Hashirama, it is far too late."

That's probably what Madara was thinking about.

"That won't happen." Hashirama said firmly, "I will work hard to make this peace continue."

"What are you going to do?"

"We have other means than war. Madara, Konoha has you and me. Such Konoha is unrivaled."

Madara turned his head and stared at Hashirama for a moment: "If I didn't know you well, I would think you are a proud person."

Hashirama laughed heartily, and the sound alarmed the birds living in the forest.

"It can't be helped, because Madara is very strong, so if I want to catch up with you, I have to be close."

"What does it mean to catch up with me... In terms of the current record, you are stronger. Maybe you think you can always beat me," Madara narrowed his eyes dangerously, "but sooner or later, I will prove it to you look."

"Is that what Madara thinks? But I don't want to fight with you anymore..." Hashirama became depressed as he spoke.

"Can't you find a way to cure this old problem of yours?"

"..."

"Forget it." Madara sighed, and passed half an apple in his hand, "Try it?"

Hashirama immediately took a bite with a smile, and the speed of the state switching made Madara wonder if he had been deceived.And at this moment, a footstep quickly approached them.

"Madara-sama!—Hokage-sama!"

The young man who came running was Uchiha Fire Core, whom both Hashirama and Madara were familiar with.However, the usually stable young man was obviously panicked at this time.

Madara's expression froze: "What happened?"

"The team that went to investigate the border has been attacked!" Huo Nuo said quickly, unable to hide the worried look on his face, "They are now in the hospital—"

The next moment, Madara was already rushing towards the village with his forbearance, and Hashirama threw the fruits and vegetables in his hand to the fire core and followed closely.When they came to the hospital, they saw four doctors surrounding the wounded man trying to use chakra to keep him alive, but Hashirama realized that the wounded man was beyond recovery just by taking a look.

The reason why the young ninja can survive until now is probably just to hold on to that breath in order to deliver the information.

"Fortunately."

Madara called out the young ninja's name.He wanted to go forward, but he was afraid of interfering with Yi-nin's art, so he turned to Hashirama at last, but he understood the fact the moment he met Hashirama's eyes.

"Madara... my lord..."

The young ninja moved his lips.His eyes wandered blankly in the air for a moment, until he saw Madara and Hashirama before showing a relieved expression.

"The enemy is... Yanyin..."

The light emitted by the magic formula on the ground dimmed.Madara walked up to him, got down on one knee, and took the young ninja's limp hand.

"His baby was born not long ago," Madara whispered. "He hugged the baby and greeted me happily on the way... a cute boy."

Hashirama silently put a hand on his shoulder, then turned to the others in the room.

"What about the other team members?"

"...didn't come back."

Madara had let go of the young ninja's hand by this time and stood up.His anger turned into ice-cold Chakra and scattered around himself:

"This is a provocation against Konoha."

"Madara!" Hashirama grabbed him tightly, "Calm down."

"You always choose the way that is too gentle, Hashirama." Madara said decisively, "but now is not the time to hesitate."

However, Hashirama did not relax his hand in the slightest.His expression is very serious:

"Anger doesn't accomplish anything."

At this moment, Tobima opened the door and walked in: "I have received news from the daimyo..." His eyes swept over Madara and Hashirama, and he paused before continuing, "It's about the country of land."

Madara and Hashirama were still in a stalemate - Madara stared at Hashirama fiercely, as if he was about to open Sharingan in the next moment; but Hashirama didn't have any intention of backing down, and he didn't even look away because of this threat .The air seemed to be an invisible rope, dragged by their sight, and finally broke in the invisible.

Spotted looked away.

Hashirama lowered his voice: "Let's listen to the situation first." He shook Madara's hand firmly before walking towards Toikama.The frown between the eyebrows seemed to have deepened, but he chose to remain silent.

What's happening on the border is less serious than Senjujuma and Madara Uchiha's smoldering dispute: Earthland is just trying to find something on the border.Those ninjas were investigating the remnants of ancient times, the ruins that still had strange murals and carvings on them-and when the ninjas of Konoha tried to probe their intentions, they were discovered by the people of Iwagakure.

"Obviously there are powerful characters in the opponent's team." Tobuma said, "We don't know enough about Tu Yin's situation. This is my negligence."

Madara snorted coldly: "What's the use of saying this now. What did the daimyo say?"

"Yes, he received the