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AU Orochimaru and Madara, commission from the amazing artist @sorakimichi

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                          ❛ we will DESTROY them                                                 yes, we will ------ ❜

                                                    (   personals do not reblog   )                                                         scripted by akira & sara

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well, he had indeed forgotten. arms wrapped around the serpent’s waist, tugging the younger man closer to himself; his lips brushing against those of his partner’s. ‘ where do you want to go ? ’

.&& @masshirohebi (   cont.   )

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‘ i’ve been gone for a few days & you’re already in trouble. what have i told you about fighting things that are BIGGER than you ? ’ madara watched as the foreign travellers practically fled from the uchiha’s sight, before offering the serpent an annoyed glare.

.&& @masshirohebi

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he didn’t remember & it was bothering him. all he knew was that he had an accident; hit his head. his memory was foggy, blurry. he knew who he was, where he was. but the majority of people he couldn’t recognize. he remembered hashirama, which was a relief, but the young man that was seated next to the uchiha’s bed, was obviously someone close to him. someone madara couldn’t pinpoint at the moment.

the serpent’s face was familiar, that was for sure. madara was certain that he knew him, but he couldn’t remember his name or the type of relationship the two had. was he a student ? lover ?

orochimaru’s questions caused madara to pause. onyx hues fell in his lap, as he struggled to remember anything at all. ‘ i remember your face, but not your name --- ’ his eyes shifted back to the serpent, studying him. ‘ i feel like i would recognize those eyes anywhere. ’

.&& @masshirohebi (   cont.   )

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“ Your tongue is as SHARP as ever --- ” he mused, but Madara wasn’t affected  by his partner’s words. He was content with their age difference & the fact that he was much older than Orochimaru. “ Do you have anything specific in mind ? ” 

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“ Are you really ? ” the Uchiha teased, leaning closer to plant a small peck on the serpent’s nose; arms holding onto the smaller man loosely.

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Madara was certain that his lover wouldn’t last more than a few rounds against him. He could read Orochimaru’s movements, even before he made them. There was determination in his eyes, but his reflexes were too slow to ever outmatch those of the Uchiha. The first round ended quickly, with the serpent pinned on his back & a kunai held up to his throat. “ Too slow. ”

The kunai was hidden away, but Madara had no intention of letting Orochimaru go just yet. “ Your movements take too long, giving your opponent the advantage of reading them. If your opponent wields the Sharingan, it is best that you trick their vision, using your surroundings. ” although Madara didn’t have to use his Sharingan. Not yet. 

Although Orochimaru would never be able to outmuscle him, Madara was willing to use up some more of his spare time to train the serpent. That way, he could worry a little less about his lover’s well-being. 

.&& @masshirohebi // cont.