You got to part 5 of jojo so do you remember that scene of mista and giornno ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)? Can you do headcanons for the founders of naruto coming upon a similar scene of their fem s/o and her guy friend XD If you can’t recall it looked sexual when it wasnt.
Ok this has me dead…what a fabulous scene. For anyone who doesn’t watch jojo, here’s the scene in reference, however, wtf are you doing go watch jojo right now!!!....sidenote, I had every intention of making this funny, however it turned out kinda angsty...oops my bad
Ok, so at first when Hashi sees you administering aid to your male friend, the innuendo doesn’t actually strike him. His first thought is, “huh, maybe I should go help them, your friend seems to be hurt…” That is until he hears what your friend is screaming. “Gentler, be gentler y/n!!” and then it kinda hits Hashi how suggestive the position is that you’re in, on your knees, face way too close to your friend’s crotch, as the guy is screaming for you to be gentle. His eyes pop and his thoughts begin to swirl as he heads towards you. He’s too focused on his thoughts jumping to conclusions to be aware of anything else until his hand grips your shoulder and he peers down at the scene. And then his mind unfogs itself when he realizes that you aren’t doing anything….salacious with your pal in front of him. It really is that you’re administering aid to your friend’s leg injury. You’re looking up at him, and when he finally looks at you with his customary smile, you’re aware of what he had been thinking, because it took Hashi way too long for him to say hello. He offers to help heal your friend, his voice rather wooden, and when you refuse, he keeps his hand firmly on your shoulder. He knows it’s silly to do so, you weren’t doing anything awful and he knows you would never.
After you finish patching your friend up, his hand still remains clamped down and he steers you away as you’re wiping the blood from your hands. You two stared at each other for a moment before he finally broke his silence. “That injury was pretty high on his thigh.”
“And you were kneeling over him.”
“Uhh, yeah.” You were not getting it.
“You realize how that looked, right?”
And then you burst out laughing. “Hashi, you know I would never. Not with him. He’s nothing compared to you, so why would I?”
He gets pretty flustered, not knowing whether to be flattered by the compliment or to be ashamed for his momentary doubt. “I know that…however, others…”
You reached on tip toes to kiss his cheek. “I’m gonna go clean myself up. Don’t get any more ridiculous thoughts without me, now.”
Your friend’s odd moans is what Tobirama first hears, alerting him to the scene. Curious he goes to see and that jealous bone in his body is tweaked when he sees you on your knees, hovering over your friend as he screams for you to be gentle with him. Tobirama’s whole body feels like it’s on fire as he rushes over, roughly grabbing you by the shoulder and pulling you to stand up as he screams, “What do you think you’re-“ and he glances down. Does a double take, and goes, “Ah.”
He unhands you, as you cross your arms over your chest and you give him that ‘you’ve gotta be kidding me’ look. Tobirama can now see your friend’s injured abdomen, how you were treating his wounds. “Can I please get back to saving his sorry ass?” You ask, gesturing at your friend splayed out on the bench, clutching once again at his sides as the blood continues to gush out.
Tobirama isn’t looking at you, but at your friend’s wound. His face is burning with embarrassment, he knew his cool composure would collapse if he met your eyes. “Let me help you,” he said as he kneeled down as you had done, getting out the bandages he usually kept in a side pouch. You knelt down next to him and resumed the jutsu you were performing before his interruption.
Once your friend’s all healed and no longer in immediate danger, Tobirama takes you aside and says without looking into your eyes, “You did good, y/n.”
“Uh, huh…not gonna apologize are you?”
He looks affronted. “What for? For you looking incredibly…suggestive? What was I supposed to think?”
You laugh, shaking your head. “Get your mind outta the gutter, huh. For the both of us.”
Tobirama is flabbergasted as you walk away, and he calls at your back, saying again, “What was I supposed to think, huh?”
The moment Madara’s eyes fall upon the scene, his tempter blows sky high. He rushes over, unable to think of anything except the thought that you had betrayed him for some scum of the earth, groveling worm. Once he reaches you he pushed you back so that you fall to the ground and look up at him in shock. His wild eyes are scanning the scene but when he doesn’t see a sign of your infidelity, he’s…confused. Your friend writhing in pain, the blood staining your hands, it doesn’t compute. “What is this?” He bellows. “What’s the meaning of this?”
You’re shocked to the very core. You know that Madara is not to be crossed when he’s angry, and the fury on his face is terrifying. It’s never been directed at you before and you feel the ability to speak fail as you point a shaky finger towards your friend’s injury.
“Y/n’s f-fixing me, Uchiha,” your friend sputtered, despite the pain.
“Did I ask you?” Madara shouted, throwing his deadly look at him, shutting your friend up. “Well?” He rounded back at you.
You find your words, although shaky from shock, “I-I was trying to heal him, Madara. T-that’s all. He’s gonna bleed out if I don’t-“
“No! I’ll take him to a medic nin if it means that much to you. I don’t want your hands dirty.” And true to his word, Madara shoulders your friend who’s whimpering in pain, and he transports himself, presumably to a medic, leaving you shaken.
When he teleports back to you, you’re getting to your feet. He roughly grabs you so that you’re facing him. “Do you realize what that looked like?” His voice is now disquietingly calm, eyes still filled with poison.
“Madara, I-I was just trying to help him-“
“Don’t ever put yourself in such a position again. Understand.”
You look at him calmly, steeling yourself. “You’re unbelievable to think something like that. You should know I would never.”
He’s taken aback, his cheeks flushing. “Just do what I say!”
“I will when you stop acting like a child.” And you walk away. He lets you, his hands shaking. Whether from fury or embarrassment, he currently doesn’t know
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