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Eternal Love

Summary: Nobody loves as intensely as an Uchiha, and no Uchiha loves as intensely as Uchiha Madara. He will bring this world to its knees just to avenge her and to be reunited with her again, and as far as he’s concerned, he will succeed. Damn anyone who dares to get in his way.

Genre: Marriage!AU, Established Relationship!AU, Uchiha Couple!AU, Reanimation Jutsu!AU, Fluff!AU, Fluff-Smut!AU, Angst!AU (Barely Any Angst, Just Some Sprinkles - Happy Endings All Around)

Pairings: Uchiha Madara x Wife! Reader, Uchiha Madara x Uchiha! Reader

Warnings: Possessiveness/Protectiveness (Very Mild), Death and Mentions of Death (Mainly Flashbacks), Reanimation of the Dead, War/Conflict (No Matter the Era), Fighting/Mild Violence

Word Count: 8,303

Written: October 27th, 2023, Posted: November 30th, 2023

When you opened your eyes, you weren’t expecting to be greeted by a boy you didn’t recognize with red eyes that you just knew were the Sharingan.

You instinctively raised your guard and as soon as you could feel yourself get in full control of your body you activated your own Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan and took a step back, ready to counter if necessary. You had to be prepared, - your vision was still blurry from being woken up and everything was still slightly disorienting even with the Sharingan but you couldn’t let your opponent see that.

Once your vision started to come back into focus you took a quick look around your surroundings and saw Hashirama and Tobirama, standing alongside who you knew to be Hiruzen, the Third Hokage, and a blonde man you didn’t recognize. A little further behind were a few more people you also didn’t recognize, but the hand sign that the pale one held in place let you know that they were one to reanimate you.

You let go of the annoyance you felt at someone using that Jutsu and refocused, looking until your gaze found the boy from earlier whose red eyes you woke to. What you saw made you let out a small gasp. “… Izuna…? Is that you, Izuna?” You took a small step further, your brows furrowing, before you paused. “No, your Chakra is different. But there’s no denying, you look just like him.” You spoke with a small smile on your face, stepping a little closer. You knew it was mostly impossible to see Izuna in the world of the living again but this boy’s face gave you a large burst of optimism.

“Just as smart as I’ve read you to be, the great Uchiha Y/N. You’ve already read everyone’s Chakra signatures beforehand to be prepared in case of battle. What a brilliantly tactical move, as expected from your caliber.” You looked back towards the pale man with the long black hair, your anger growing again before you narrowed your eyes at the younger Senju brother.

“Tobirama,” your voice was calm but extremely firm, “I thought I told you never to use this Jutsu. I also recall telling you that this should never be documented. For this exact reason,” you emphasized. You created the Reanimation Jutsu. It was something you made in a dark time of your life that still hurt you to think about.

It was lovely in your ancestral Uchiha home, passed down from your family for as long as they could remember. It was the same house you lived in with your husband. You enjoyed the happiness that you felt every day, until it felt like it just started to go down from there. Your clan always at war with the Senju clan, the death of your brother-in-law that started your husband’s spiral, your husband’s defection from the village, and ultimately, his death. It broke you in more ways than you could explain.

When the Senju brothers came to your home to tell you of your husband’s death, you almost collapsed on the spot in grief and rage. The younger brother starts your husband’s path of revenge by killing your brother-in-law, and the older brother ends it along with your beloved husband’s life. They had officially taken everything from you.

It took a lot of time, and a lot of understanding, but you learned not to blame the Senju brothers for what had happened to Izuna and Madara. It hurt you every single day, but you just learned to live with it, burying yourself in your work and missions to compensate. It was on one of these days where you were working on a new Jutsu that you invented when Tobirama offered to join and help if you taught it to him. You allowed him as he did not ask you any questions, simply offering his presence in your mourning, never questioning your judgement or your decisions.

When you believed the Jutsu to be complete, you could tell immediately that it was not something that should be used. It was cruel in nature and you ultimately felt that it went against your morals and also the way of an honorable Kunoichi. It was a Jutsu that would not let the dead lay in final rest, instead waking them up in a cold and shrewd manner, letting the caster control the freedom of those that have crossed over to another world. It was unnatural, wrong.

You were desperate to bring back your husband, and you were willing to try anything. But this, you remember thinking as you saw your Jutsu at work, this is not how I want him back. And so, you made Tobirama swear to never record it and let this die with the both of you. Nobody needed to know that something like this was ever possible in this world. Clearly, he didn’t listen.

“I told you that that was a bad idea, Tobirama. Although, it is very good to see you, Y/N.” Hashirama let out a laugh as he patted your shoulder, letting Tobirama continue to sulk behind him as he tried to duck away from your glare, - just as intimidating as the rest of your clan, Tobirama rubbed at his neck.

“I-I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t write down all of it, I made sure I kept it recorded as an incomplete Jutsu just for good measure. I completely removed a few of the sections that took me weeks to figure out. With what was left in the scrolls, nobody should’ve been able to correctly perform it.” Tobirama tried to alleviate his mistake but the pale one spoke again, drawing your eyes to him.

“It was not a hard Jutsu to make sense of, Lord Second.” He smiled in a way that put you on edge, like he was someone to always be wary of. You let it go for now, knowing you couldn’t do anything about it at this moment, and instead embraced Hashirama.

“No point dwelling on it now. It is good to see you, old friend. You as well, Tobirama,” you called out to the younger Senju who gave you a small smile. “Hiruzen, you’ve aged,” you jested as the man you knew to be the admirable Third Hokage let out a laugh.

“And you are just as beautiful as ever, Lady Y/N.” You gave him a gentle smile before turning to regard the man with the blonde hair and the blue eyes. He was new, a man you did not recognize, and yet you could see the trustworthiness in his eyes. He was a good man, you could tell. Not an ounce of malevolence in his Chakra at all.

“I apologize, but I do not recognize you.” You gave him the room to introduce himself.

“Ah!” The man exclaimed before turning around and pointing to the letters on his coat, “I am the Fourth Hokage, Lady Y/N. My name is Namikaze Minato, an honor to meet the Queen of the Uchiha clan in person.” He was a gentle soul. You smiled at him, giving him a gentle bow of your head to show you respected him. He seems like he made an honorable Hokage.

“Eh?!” You all turned your head to see a woman with bright red hair looking at you in shock. A woman of the Uzumaki clan, you assumed from her red-hot hair and her large levels of Chakra. “What do you mean the ‘Queen of the Uchiha clan’?!”

“She’s the legendary Kunoichi, Uchiha Y/N! How can you not tell, Karin?” It was another boy with white hair and sharp teeth that spoke. From Kirigakure, you could tell by his unique features.

“Suigestu is correct, Karin. And another very important fact: She is Uchiha Madara’s wife. Hence the title of Queen.” The Uchiha boy spoke.

“Wait, if you’re the Fourth,” Hashirama started, “then who’s the Fifth Hokage?”

“It’s your granddaughter, Princess Tsunade,” the pale one replied, making you huff out a laugh as Hashirama started sweating. You had good memories of that sweet girl. She was still extremely young at the time of yours and Tobirama’s passing, - far too young to probably have any recollection of you. However, you still appreciated the Senju brothers for treating you like family, and you’ve never forgotten the first moment you held Tsunade as Hashirama asked you to be her godmother. It was a title you took great pride in.

“Tsuna, huh?” Hashirama looked at you sheepishly as you chuckled. “She was my first grandchild, and she was Y/N’s goddaughter. So we both spoiled her rotten. She even picked up my gambling habit, hahahahaha!” You and Tobirama shook your head at the older Senju.

“Alright,” you called out, “enough for now. I have only two things to ask of you.” You took another step forward before pointing to the Uchiha in front of you. “Firstly, who is this boy?” You then dropped your hand back down before addressing everyone. “And secondly, why have you resurrected us?”

“I am Orochimaru, I am the one who resurrected all of you. This boy,” the pale one spoke as he referred to the Uchiha in front of you, “is Uchiha Sasuke. And he has a few questions for all of you.”

“Is that you, Sasuke?” Hiruzen took a step forward. So he’s from Hiruzen’s time, you figured it was during his second time as Hokage as he had quickly filled you in. He seemed extremely young, this Sasuke. You didn’t dwell on it too long when the boy started to ask you and the others questions about being a Shinobi, about being a part of a clan, a part of a village.

You narrowed your eyes at him. He’s seen a lot, and he’s been troubled by a lot. It’s obvious in not only the exhaustion in his eyes but also in the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan you see glowing, - this boy has suffered his whole life. You knew he wanted answers from not just the Hokages but also from you, because as he spoke he maintained clear eye contact with you the entire time. His gaze pleaded for reason, something to hear that would just make sense. For now though, you would let the past leaders of Konoha speak their pieces, - nobody can doubt their experience in these matters.

“Can we please hurry this up? The Fourth Shinobi War is going on and we do not have a lot of time. The sooner you answer Sasuke’s questions the sooner we can be on the move,” Orochimaru stepped up, making Tobirama lose his calm. As quick as always to anger…

“Why are we here answering meaningless questions when we are needed on the battlefield?!” He always needed Hashirama to keep him in check. And he still does, you mused as you watched him finally step away from the wall after a word from his older brother.

“Always conflict no matter what the era,” Hashirama sighed as you gave him an understanding smile. You gave a look back to the group.

“Which nations are fighting this war?” Everyone knew that you and Tobirama perished in the First Shinobi War, and while you were still reeling from the fact that three more happened after it, you also wanted to know the seriousness of it as well as its threat to the Land of Fire and Konohagakure.

“Actually, Lady Y/N…” Orochimaru seemed to hesitate, and he absolutely refused to look you in the eyes. You narrowed your eyes at him before moving them to the young Uchiha who held your gaze instead of cowering.

“Sasuke, tell me what is going on. Now,” you demanded. Sasuke let out a sigh before staring at you for a moment. He spoke calmly, but the news that he delivered was enough to make anyone cower in fear. Not you, though.

“Uchiha Madara,” Sasuke started, “has been revived by the Reanimation Jutsu, and he is currently trying to place the entire world under a Genjutsu of unimaginable magnitude.”

“Why?” Your question was a simple one. “Why is he trying to do this?”

“Uchiha Madara did not, in fact, die during his battle with Lord First.” Orochimaru spoke again. “Instead, he was seriously injured, and lived till the end of his days in hiding. He has had years to plan this battle.”

You looked at him in shock. All this time, he had been alive? Living in hiding? He was alone all this time. You looked down in sadness. We were supposed to grow old and grey together, and yet I die soon and he spends all his years by himself. All your time alive you were grieving what you thought to be the loss of your husband, lashing out and destroying, when instead you could have spent your time with him had you known.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, it was Hiruzen, a man who knew how your mind worked. “There was no way you could have known, my Lady.”

“He has waged a war against all five of the nations. They have come together to form the Shinobi Alliance and now try to fight together against Madara as we speak. He does all of this, for you, my Lady.” You looked at Orochimaru again before looking to Sasuke as if asking if it was true. Sasuke gave you a nod.

“Madara says that he wants to end all wars and all bloodshed. He calls his Genjutsu the Infinite Tsukuyomi, - to put the entire world in a permanent dream state. He is a man that grows angrier and more desperate. He misses you,” Orochimaru said. “And he’s willing to destroy the world for it.”

“His rage is from Y/N’s death in the First Shinobi War,” Hashirama figured out. “Since then, there have been two more that he has observed and so, this fourth one will be Madara’s supposed war to end all wars.”

“The Infinite Tsukuyomi is Madara’s plan to create a world of his own with only love and peace and happiness, as he explained it. He feels rage at the thought of a war being the reason that he lost his brother and then his wife. He believes he can create a better world this way, where everybody can have their own world within consisting of what makes them happiest.” Orochimaru’s explanation was brief and to the point. “His turning point was hearing of your death while he was in hiding, my Lady.”

You put a hand on each of the Senju brothers’ shoulders as you looked back at the boy you’ve come to know as Sasuke. “Alright, let’s tell him what he wants to know. I believe the sooner we explain, the sooner we can help in the frontlines,” you urged the Hokages to sit down beside you. “And the sooner I can see my husband,” you finished off with a smile, making everyone give you an exhausted look. You and Madara were always a love-sick couple, known by those who lived in your time and those who read about you in scrolls and records.

“Alright, we understand what it is you ask us of, young one.” Hashirama always made people feel open to speak their mind. “You want to know about what it means to be a Shinobi? A part of a clan? A part of a village? We’ll tell you.”

You listened quietly as Hiruzen and the two Senjus explained the village’s history to Sasuke, and you watched the changes in Sasuke’s expressions. It also gave you a chance to listen to what has happened since your own passing as well. The stories you heard made you sad. Uchiha Itachi, the man who sacrificed his family and his life for Konohagakure. For Konohagakure and for his little brother. An admirable Shinobi, you agreed. As was the Fourth Hokage and his own wife, giving their lives for the village.

It hurt to know that the boy you saw in front of you was the last of your clan, - an entire bloodline just wiped out. But you respected Itachi for doing the work nobody else was willing to do. He took the fall for the Elders of the village that were too cowardly to even admit to their own actions and decisions. In a way, Itachi reminded you of Madara, willing to sacrifice for his younger brother. Always protecting him, making sure he was safe within the village, helping him grow stronger, trying to lead him on the right path.

You continued to simply listen as Hashirama and Tobirama told Sasuke of the history between the Uchiha and the Senju. He spoke of your husband with the same fondness in his heart that he held for him all those years ago. But when the Hokages were finished, Sasuke sat in silence. He then slowly stood, letting out a sigh before looking at you.

“And what of you, Lady Y/N? You are the only one who has not yet spoken a word to me. I want to hear your opinion.” Sasuke spoke plainly.

“I have seen you listen intently to the opinions of honorable Hokages through the generations.” You spoke as you also started to stand, “What would you do with mine? I was a Kunoichi of Konoha, and I was a wife to a loving man,” you stated with pride making the two you now knew by the names of Karin and Suigetsu in the back of the room look at you with shock. “My experiences are limited to my life, not to the ones of others. I do not see what you would benefit from hearing my thoughts in this situation.”

“You are an Uchiha from legend, from stories that I would hear from my brother very often. You understand love, happiness, the feeling of contentment. You understand desperation, anger, grief, the loss of a loved one. You must have felt pain like mine when you heard of your husband’s death, especially when it came at the hands of Lord First. I want to know what made you stay. Like my brother, you’ve given for the village in blood, and yet you stayed loyal to the very same village until your dying breath. You are drastically stronger than me. You could beat me even without using either of your hands, which means you had the ability to bring the village down if you really wanted to, but you didn’t do it.” You looked at him with a gentle smile before walking up to him and placing a hand on his cheek. He simply stayed staring into your eyes, now black as his without the Sharingan.

“My husband is angry, - broken, hurt. He has lost much in his life. This village has brought me happiness. Hashirama and Tobirama are people I consider my closest friends, and Sarutobi was a brilliant student. All of these make up a village and a Shinobi. Love, bonds, sacrifice, dedication. My husband felt all of these up until he felt like he was cast away by them.” You gently spoke. “I felt the support of my bonds when I was at my lowest, grieving and in rage at Madara being gone.” You turned to look at your friends. “Hashirama and Tobirama may have fought against my husband, but they stood by me when I was alone. I have fought for this village and given it everything that I have. I am nothing without it. But even if I could go back, I would not change that. I found the love of my life in Konoha, and I was able to marry him and lead a happy life until his death. Or rather, what I thought to be his death. I also remember thinking about how I was protecting him with every mission I would take on, no matter how little. Madara has always watched over me, always kept me safe, and it made me happy that by keeping Konoha safe, I was keeping my beloved safe as well, whether or not he ever really needed my protection,” you finished off with a nostalgic laugh.

Sasuke stared at you for a few moments, before suddenly, for the first time since seeing him a couple of hours ago, you saw him give you a small smile. It was heartwarming to see, especially when he looked like the kind of person who rarely smiles. It showed you he understood your words. He could relate. He understood keeping someone’s legacy alive in your heart. He could see it. You knew he could.

“I won’t let what Itachi stood for go to waste. I won’t let Konoha waste away. We’re going to the battlefield.” Sasuke’s eyes shone with determination. A determined and motivated Uchiha is as dangerous to his opponent as he is unstoppable, you knew, and you were proud of this young boy who has learned to work through his conflicts. Your clan was known for burying their emotions deep down as an act of what they thought to be concealing their weaknesses. However in reality, they only make themselves weaker, instead. They forget that their Sharingans are a window into their heart. It reflects the soul and that is how it is not only awakened, but also grown into higher levels, - even the Eternal Mangekyou. They forget what their eyes represent once they awaken their full potential.

“Now we’re talking!” Hashirama was excited. And as you all jumped through the air, you heard him again. “It may sound odd, but I am excited to see my old friend!” Tobirama sighed at his older brothers words while you smiled back at him.

“I understand. It has been decades since I’ve seen my love. I miss him,” you said with a fond smile while the one you’ve come to know as Suigetsu looked at you like you were crazy.

“Forgive me, Lady Y/N, but you talk about him like you guys are love-sick puppies at the Ninja Academy!” Suigetsu let out a breath in absolute disbelief while Tobirama chuckled.

“Madara may be dangerous, and he may be frightening to most. However, seeing him interact with Y/N puts him in a rare perspective that not many have witnessed first hand. This is something even I cannot deny.” Suigetsu shook his head at the Second Hokage’s words and decided that he wouldn’t get it, ever.

Meanwhile, Naruto was letting Sakura heal him when he saw two people land right in front of him. He let out a gasp as he saw his father and a woman. He couldn’t help but stare at her. She was gorgeous, - black hair, black eyes, dressed like a true warrior, proudly wearing the Uchiha symbol- wait what?

He stared in shock as she shared a laugh with his father. “Not bad, Lord Fourth, but I think I beat you by just that little second!” And he couldn’t believe his eyes at his father poking fun back at her.

“Ah, I must be getting old, my Lady.” What?! ‘My Lady?!’ Naruto stayed looking back and forth at the two interacting until his father turned around to regard him. “Naruto! Hope we’re not too late!”

“Nevermind that, Dad! Who is this? Why is she wearing the Uchiha symbol? Is there another Uchiha person alive?! Again?! Why’re you being so formal with her!?!” Naruto’s mind was going faster than his mouth could keep up and it took Sakura giving him a solid knock on the head to make him stop.

“Geez, Naruto! That’s Uchiha Y/N,” she explained as she continued healing him. “She’s known as the Queen of the Uchiha clan, she’s from way before your dad was Hokage. She’s Uchiha Madara’s wife!” That made Naruto freak out again. Why was Sakura so calm about this? Wasn’t Madara’s wife a bad factor to add to this war? Madara was bad enough as it is, and he didn’t want to know what fighting the woman called the Queen of the Uchiha clan would also entail.

“This is why you pay attention during Iruka Sensei’s lectures,” Sakura sighed out before explaining yours and Madara’s past to Naruto as quickly as she could.

As Naruto listened to the end of Sakura’s explanation, he saw the Third Hokage land carefully on his feet. “You’re both as fast as ever, Minato, Lady Y/N.” He then saw who he knew to be the Senju brothers Hashirama and Tobirama also land.

“We never could beat you, Y/N!” Hashirama laughed out as he stood next to his younger brother. Naruto then froze as Y/N turned to regard him, giving him one of the kindest smiles he’s ever seen directed at him in his life, and he knew that that kind of genuineness cannot be faked. You were trustworthy.

“Don’t worry,” you spoke, “your friend is also on his way.” And Naruto closed his eyes. Sasuke. He must have something to do with your reanimation, he knew.

“Hey, um, big sister Y/N?” Naruto called out, making you look at him in shock, a familiar warmth curling into your chest. Nobody had called you that since Izuna, and it brought an involuntary smile to your lips. You gave a nod to encourage him to continue. “Not that I’m doubting you or anything, big sister, but uh, how exactly do you plan on stopping your extremely crazy and concerningly bloodthirsty husband?” You let out a loud laugh at his words while his father panicked at the way he was addressing Madara in front of you. This kid has no filter - doesn’t even know what a filter is - , and you absolutely loved it. He spoke to you as honestly as if you were really his big sister and it made you adore him. If this was Sasuke’s closest friend, then he has chosen well, they are both perfectly balanced halves, like Yin and Yang.

“You have a lovely son, Lord Fourth.” You told a worried Minato before turning back to the blond kid in front of you. “And Naruto, your father told me you wanted to become Hokage. I think- No, I know you will succeed. You have good friends,” you said as you looked around, “and you have a good heart. Not even the sky is your limit, Ninja of Konoha.”

You can tell this kid wears his heart on his sleeve, and so you could have anticipated the hug. What you couldn’t have anticipated was for him to run forward and squeeze whatever temporary life was flowing through you out of your lungs in his hug. Now this was one life-changing hug.

“What on earth did I miss?” You turned to see Sasuke staring at you in amazement. It seems you were a bit of a crowd favourite already, - all of his past comrades from Konoha were gathered around you, looking at you in awe or wonder, sometimes both. He assumes someone, most probably Sakura, must have explained your past and your goals. The initial reaction to hearing your lengthy title and name is always fear, until they have a conversation with you.

“Sasuke!” Sakura shouting out his name had you a little surprised, but as you watched their exchange you could see that the Kunoichi was enamored with him. You left Sasuke and Naruto to their conversation with their friends while you walked over to your own, quickly gauging the battlefield and all of the warriors, - it was an absolute mess. A man by the name of Hatake Kakashi was quick to bring you and the Hokages up to speed on everything that’s happened, including the involvement of another Uchiha by the name of Obito, Lord Fourth’s student.

“As far as I know, however, Obito’s actions are influenced by Madara,” Kakashi explained as he recalled to you and the others what Obito had told him of his survival in a past accident.

“I’m going to go towards the back, I want a larger view of this mess. Just give me a few moments,” you said as you jumped away. Hashirama gave you a quick thumbs up to acknowledge your words as they continued to listen to Kakashi’s information, - the Senju brothers have seen you do this often.

You could see well from your initial spot, but the terrain was uneven and you always worked better once you got a full view of your surroundings with your Sharingan. It gave you better mobility and helped you avoid any hesitation during combat. If you always knew where to step and what direction to move in, you didn’t even have to take your eyes off of the enemy.

This was actually a tactic that you also showed your husband during one of your sparring sessions together. You both would always choose new locations and alternate in memorizing the location. If it was Madara’s turn, you wouldn’t memorize that day’s terrain choice, and vice versa. This helped you both see the difference in combat efficiency. Perhaps that has been far too effective against the Shinobi Alliance, you thought sheepishly as you recalled Kakashi’s words of always seeing Madara have the higher ground in confrontations, looking down on everyone.

As you were letting your eyes memorize the terrain, your heart stopped at a yell you heard. It’s been decades since you’ve heard that voice. And to hear it again in person instead of in your dreams was a breathtaking feeling that you simply could not define, even if it wasn’t directed at you, specifically.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Hashirama!” He called out, and you heard the excitement in his voice. It brought a smile to your face, - those two were always inseparable, it’s nice to see even that cannot change.

Meanwhile, Hashirama looked up to see Madara staring down at him with anticipation. He let out a sigh, is this the time she chooses to disappear? Tobirama, as if reading his brother’s mind, also sighed out. Your timing is impeccable, Y/N.

Where is that woman when you need her? The Senju brothers were really trying to avoid a full out battle with Madara at this point when it was so unnecessary.

Hashirama pointed his finger at Madara as he called out, “I’ll deal with you later!” And the older Senju brother watched as Madara visibly deflated a little in disappointment before patiently sitting down, shaking his head as he did. Some things never change. Hashirama then turned around, pointing his finger at the Ten-Tailed Beast, “First, I have to stop the Ten-Tails, because it’s charging right at us!”

“Where the hell did big sister go?!” Naruto was absolutely stressed knowing the one person who could help stop this now was not here for some godforsaken reason. “She’s the only person who’s going to have any actual effect on Uchiha Madara and she’s just gone?!”

“Stay calm, Naruto,” Minato spoke calmly, “we just have to keep the Ten-Tails occupied. Once she returns we’ll have the extra power and also the weapon to reason with Madara.” He then turned and gave a smile to his son and his son’s friends. “Don’t worry. If she is anything like what I’ve read about her, then Uchiha Madara will listen. So far, she has more than proven herself, and I have faith that she can help. I have also heard from the First and Second Hokages that she is the only human whose opinion and emotions Madara genuinely values.”

“Now, everyone!” Tobirama spoke, “Just hold off until she returns! Keep the Ten-Tails at bay, and do not risk yourself in attempting to counter any of its moves. We simply hold it off for as long as needed!”

Sasuke and Naruto were already off atop their summonings as Sakura stayed behind with her own summoning to heal those that were injured in the area. The rest of their comrades also dispersed to help contain the situation while Madara simply sat atop the cliff, observing their movements. He didn’t bother listening to whatever they discussed, dismissing it as futile attempts to strategize. Naturally, it would fail against me, Madara scoffed out a quiet laugh.

Hashirama thought this would be a good time for him and his fellow Hokages to go and have some semblance of a civil conversation with his old friend while they kept the situation at bay. “Madara!” He called out as him and his comrades landed on the cliff top behind the seated Uchiha.

“Oh? Ready to face me now, Hashirama?” Madara could feel his blood pumping. He’s been dying for a rematch with the Senju man.

“Actually, I wanted to talk. My friend, there is nothing to gain from this.” Hashirama hoped he’d see reason.

“There is everything to gain from this.” Madara countered his friend easily. “In the Infinite Tsukuyomi, there will be happiness. There will be peace. Everyone can love and be loved. How is this reality better than what I am offering?” Madara’s mind was clear.

“It would all still be a fake reality, Madara. None of your experiences would be real. The peace wouldn’t be real. The love wouldn’t be genuine. The happiness? It would be fake!” Hashirama wanted to get through somehow.

Madara was getting frustrated. “At least there would be happiness! At least there would be something worth living for within the Tsukuyomi.”

“There are reasons worth living for in the real world. You fight for them, and you hold on to it. That’s what makes it worth the suffering. There is happiness and love awaiting everyone in this world, Madara, and I thought you would understand that better than anyone else! Everyone that has walked this earth was given something worth living for, and it kept them going till the end of their days. Everyone deserves to experience the real world as it is with all of its ups and downs. That’s what makes it genuine. That’s what gives life value.” Hashirama hoped his friend would understand.

“I had a reason. I had love, happiness. I had it…” Madara looked down for a moment before looking back up again, eyes full of red-hot rage. “And she was taken from me!” He began shouting. “You took her from me! All of you!” He pointed at them, “You took my one happiness and my one love! First, I was separated from her and then you made sure she wasn’t even in the same plane of existence as me! She died fighting for these real experiences of yours. Anything in this world, including these values you preach about, Hashirama, are absolutely worthless without her. She was my only reason. The only one!” The Uchiha took a deep breath, “I refuse to live in any world or any reality without my wife, never again. And any world that has hurt my wife should simply not exist.” He activated his Susano’o, getting ready to fight, - he wouldn’t hear another word of this. He would not listen to another word defending this monstrosity of a world that took his beloved wife from him. His soulmate.

“Are you happy, elder brother?” Tobirama took a few steps back, “Now you’ve made him angry. The whole point of this was to stall him!”

“I know, Tobirama!” Hashirama let out a quiet curse as he prepared his hands for a countering Jutsu.

“Clearly you don’t know. He doesn’t seem to be very stalled from your tactics, elder brother!” Tobirama couldn’t stop the sarcasm that came flying out of his mouth in his current stress.

“Tobirama, now is absolutely not the time for this!” Hashirama backed away some more as Madara’s Susano’o pulled its sword out of the sheath and got into an offensive stance.

They didn’t think a conversation about love and happiness could go so bad so quickly. But then again, they should have anticipated it considering who it was they were having this conversation with.

Nobody loves as intensely as an Uchiha, Hashirama remembered saying to Sasuke. And no Uchiha has loved or will love as intensely as Uchiha Madara loves his wife. He’ll burn the world and bring her the ashes.

The Hokages braced themselves as Madara’s Susano’o charged forward, sword raised and about to come down for the strike, when suddenly, their surroundings went deathly quiet.

The Hokages breathed out a sigh of quick relief. Tobirama huffed, “By the Gods, Y/N! You couldn’t have cut it any closer if you tried!”

You don’t spare a glance back at the Hokages, though, simply keeping your eyes in front of you. You couldn’t help the smile building on your lips as you saw your husband. He was just as handsome as the last day you saw him, - with his Sharingan and his long hair and his eyes full of love for you. He always managed to make you feel loved. He was doing all of this, for you. Of course, it was questionable, but he was doing it for you. “My love,” you started, hearing yourself choking up. You couldn’t finish your sentence as you saw the shock finally leave your husband.

Madara couldn’t believe his eyes. His wife was here, in front of him, reanimated. He never thought he would see her again, and if he was ever reunited with her in the afterlife, it’s not like they would have any recollection of that in the present living moment, either. And so to see her now, he could do nothing but thank every entity he could think of that she created this Jutsu, regardless of the circumstances in which she did. He was not by her side in her dying breath and she wasn’t there with him as he grew old and frail, - the biggest regrets that Madara can think of from his time alive. “Y/N.” He released his Susano’o, taking long strides towards his wife.

You simply stood in place, still taking him in. You watched his large frame as he walked towards you, and you felt your breath leave you at the intensity with which he grabbed you. He held you close, a hand around your shoulders and another over the back of your head, as if trying to make sure you couldn’t go anywhere. You reached and wrapped arms around his neck, burying your face in his chest and letting a sob finally wrack through your body, finally feeling safe and like you belonged. You finally felt like you could let go and the one person your trusted would be there to catch you, - the only person you’ve ever trusted with your soul, and the only person you will ever trust.

“Y/N,” you closed your eyes as you heard your name fall from his lips, “my Y/N.” His words felt like velvet on your skin and like a melody through your ears.

“Madara,” you breathed out, making the Uchiha man let out a hum. He had been aching to hear your voice for decades. It had been so long since he’d heard you call out his name and to hear it again made him want to break down right there. “You left me,” he heard you whisper. You sounded so upset, and he felt his heart ache and fall apart all over again. Such simple words, but so strong in their meaning. “You left me alone.”

“My darling wife,” he gripped you tighter. “I am so, so sorry. I have no excuse for my actions. I was blind and a fool to have ever thought to leave you, because that is all one must be to ever think to let go of you,” he stated honestly. These were words from his core, ones he has never spoken aloud until now but has always had running in his head. He meant every bit of it. “I was… blinded. Blinded by the hate I felt, the need to avenge Izuna… All of it came to head at some point that I struggle to even remember now. And when I heard of your death, I lost all reason. All I could think of was the ways in which I could’ve kept you safe. I thought the only way to do so now would be to create a new world. A world in which we could be together again, a world in which you couldn’t get hurt. And you would never be hurt because this world would be ours to command as we so wished.” You sighed out gently before pulling away to cup his face in your hands. You gave your husband a smile, leaning to kiss his lips for a moment before resting your forehead against his.

“You never let your soul rest, even in death.” You sighed and you pressed your lips to his cheek. “My husband, my love.” You heard him hum gently. “All I ever needed was you. I don’t need the world because that is what you are to me. You are my world- No, my universe.”

Madara pulled away to look into your eyes, and you saw a vulnerable man right then, - the same one that had always bore his emotions freely to you and only you. He always let you see into his heart. And now, you saw a man who had mourned for his wife for decades. “You never did find peace, even in death. And it was my fault. If it weren’t for that, we could’ve been together all this time. I’m so sorry,” you said softly as you planted another kiss on his lips, “I’m so sorry for causing you so much pain,” you continued apologizing as Madara shook his head at you, a tear of his own falling.

“No,” he stopped you, grabbing your head with both hands to place a kiss on your forehead. “Never tell me it is your fault. I will not accept it. I chose this path, Y/N. I chose to stay in this world. I was blinded by rage and did not see what could have been - you and me, finally together, in eternity. Without restraints.” He held you close again, wrapping his arms around you as he tight as he could, and you did the same.

Naruto watched from a little further away, jaw on the floor, - not too different from the rest of the Shinobi that were present. He turned to Sasuke who was also unable to look away from the scene that seemed to come straight from a fever dream.

“Oi, Sasuke,” he nudged his friend, “Is this all we needed to do? We assembled the entire Shinobi world, formed an alliance, and suffered an unimaginable amount of casualties. All we needed to do,” he paused again, “this whole time, was get her?!” Sasuke’s eyes flashed at his extremely oblivious and extremely loud friend at both the noise level of his sentence and his way of addressing the Queen of the Uchiha clan. He tried to get him to stop when he saw Madara’s head whip around to regard the person who had addressed his wife so brazenly. Too late, Sasuke clenched his jaw.

It took Sasuke every bit of Chakra, - and the full extent of his Sharingan’s abilities, - to move as fast as he did in that moment, stepping in front of Naruto and summoning an arm of his Susano’o to block Madara’s fast approach towards the Uzumaki boy. Naruto let out a small scream as he stumbled back a bit, watching with fear in his eyes as Madara’s raging Sharingan stared into his very soul.

“Idiot,” Sasuke quietly bit out, “is there a single day where you paid attention at the Academy?”

“H-huh?” Naruto turned his head towards Sasuke but his eyes stayed watching the past head of the Uchiha clan that hasn’t backed down just yet. Or gotten far enough away for me to feel comfortable, Naruto thought to himself as he watched warily.

“You will address her, with the amount of respect that she deserves,” Madara ground out. “That woman is Uchiha Y/N. She is Queen of the Uchiha Clan, the Strongest Kunoichi in the Land of Fire, and my wife.”

“He did not know,” Sasuke ground out. The young Uchiha was at his wit’s end. Uchiha Madara was strict when it came to people respecting the Queen of the Uchiha clan. He demanded respect of everyone whether they were directly or indirectly addressing or mentioning her. It irked him that even Tobirama was as casual as he was with her. As far as Madara was concerned, the only person who could address Uchiha Y/N lovingly and without titles was him. “Everyone else would slander her name for they do not understand her worth,” Madara had once said. “They do not see the diamond that she is and I will make sure that they at least recognize that she is a treasure.”

“Madara,” you chastised as you walked towards him. “He’s a sweet boy, he means no harm. He doesn’t need to call me by my title because of who I once was. There are only two titles that have come with me past my life - Kunoichi of Konohagakure, and wife to an honorable man. That is all. Just a Kunoichi, and just a wife.” You spoke as wrapped your arms around his waist and placed your head on his chest. You felt your husband wrap his arms around you again and felt as he began to slowly relax. “There will be those stronger than me.”

“Not in my heart. I know you are the strongest there will ever be.” You let out a little laugh as you heard the stubbornness in your husband’s voice.

“I adore you,” you spoke to him with a smile, “But I am not too upset by what future awaits our clan.” You placed a hand on his cheek before turning to look at Sasuke. “He is a strong boy, with an honorable heart. Named after Hiruzen’s father. And while I believe you to always be the head of the clan in my heart,” you heard your husband let out a light laugh, “Sasuke will be a good leader.” The young boy gently bowed his head at you. “And I believe it will not be long before there are new heirs to the Uchiha clan, and the bloodline is restored,” you spoke with a grin.

Sasuke’s eyes slightly widened at you, before he quickly turned his head away and to the side. “Hn.” The noise he made caused you to let out a small laugh. A typical response from an Uchiha in a moment of speechlessness. And no matter how hard he tried, Sasuke would never be able to hide the pink in his cheeks from you.

“The clan is in capable hands,” you spoke as you turned and found Tsunade standing next to her grandfather and great uncle, “and so is the village, it seems.” Tsunade smiled at you, and you saw vague recognition in her eyes.

“I don’t remember you well, but I grew up hearing stories of you and how you were always by my side while you were alive. I’m proud to have such an amazing Kunoichi as my godmother.” You smiled at her and laid your head on your husband’s chest, feeling him bring a hand up to hold the back of your neck.

“Indeed, I must admit that the village is in respectable hands. She is… a strong woman.” Tsunade seemed shocked to hear words of praise coming from Madara’s mouth, but she was happy to hear it, regardless. She has certainly inherited Hashirama’s Will of Fire, Madara has only seen it so strong in his wife’s eyes until now. And she probably did inherit it from her godmother, Madara’s pride would not allow him to give Hashirama credit for something over his beloved.

You turned back to your husband, taking in a deep breath. “Well, my love? Shall we?” You saw Madara let out a long sigh before tightening his arms around you.

“Perhaps we are done here. I trust you lot can handle Obito?” Hatake Kakashi and his team nodded at Madara’s question. “Good,” your husband hummed. “I think I have some catching up to do with my wife. So much time lost… ” He ran a hand across your cheek.

You smiled, “Luckily, we have eternity to make it up.” You reached up and he met you halfway as he bent his neck, both of you joining your lips together in a kiss. The Senju brothers looked over at Orochimaru and gave him a nod to go ahead with releasing the Reanimation, and he did so quietly.

You could vaguely hear Naruto saying goodbye to his father. You could also make out the voices of the other Hokages talking to their own loved ones, giving them parting words of advice, confidence, pride, and love, - all of which you let fade into the background, focusing solely on your husband in front of you. You had him now, and you absolutely will not let go. You pressed your lips harder against his and felt as he let out a small moan, gripping you tighter to him. You would make sure that this next time you woke again in the after-life, he would be right beside you. You both can finally move on, together and in peace, having nothing to concern yourself with except each other. No war, no conflict, no clans, no rivalry, just a husband and wife finally being able to reach paradise together.

“Together, this time,” you spoke against his lips, feeling your body starting to fade.

“Together,” Madara whispered back to you.

And when you both opened your eyes again in the afterlife, you were still holding on to each other. Nothing would separate you two anymore, you wouldn’t let the forces of the universe get between the two of you anymore. Never again…

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Hello and welcome to my blog, everyone! I’m so excited to finally get this first post out. I can’t wait to get more stories out, and I hope you guys enjoy this and any more that’ll come in the future! Thank you guys for reading all of it!

Any similarities to any other posts are purely coincidental and not intentional. Thank you all so very much~

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Would the Uchiha go down on their knees and beg if their lover stopper loving them? Who the most and Who the least?

Hello! Thank you for your ask. I also apologize for my severe inactivity as of late.

Ok! Let’s break this down!

We’ve got Madara, Obito, Sasuke, and Itachi for discussion today! I’m not going to discuss Izuna or Shisui here just because I don’t think I’ve gotten enough material of them to be able to answer this properly.

Let’s do this from Most to Least Likely to beg for their lover to stay if their lover said they stopped loving them.

1. Madara

We’re currently discussing Madara from Eternal Love, and he’s the biggest yearner to have ever yearned. He’s so deep in love with his wife that losing her legitimately was the final nail in the coffin to world destruction. If she willingly said she didn’t love him anymore and wanted to leave him, I can see him crumbling. I can see the ache he would feel, - maybe even enough to spiral him into a panic attack of sorts because he just truly loves his wife that much. He would rather die than be without her as it is. To hear that she wanted to leave him? To hear that she would be happier without him in her life? He’s done. He’d be on his knees, - “My love….?” begging, pleading, gasping for a chance. I can see him kneeling in front of you, clasping your legs or your hands, eyes openly showing the pain, wondering what he did, how he could fix this, how he could right the wrongs he’d done to you, give you the love you deserved the way you wanted it. “Without you I am nothing, my wife. I beg of you to let me try to be deserving of your love one more time…” He lets you see all his emotions openly, truly, purely.

2. Obito

Obito is someone who’s seen his fair share of pain in his life. He’s suffered a lot, lost a lot. After Rin, you were the only person he’s loved and let himself feel for. He’d be a bit of an emotional wreck if he heard you wanted to leave him. I can see him having a brief moment of rage, - “Fine, just leave, then! I was fine before you and I shall be fine after you!” But the rage is just a short spiral for Obito. Because once the reality kicks in for him of the words you’d said, he’d crumble instantly. The thought of being alone, - of not having you beside him, - it would definitely break him. He may have been fine before you, but he only started truly living with you. He knows he won’t be anywhere close to fine if you leave. You had become his reason to exist, to live, to do more than just survive day to day. I can see the fear and panic of you leaving reducing him to pleas and begging for you to stay. “No, no, no, no, please! I can’t-” He would sob, hiccuping for breaths while taking in air shallowly, “without you I can’t- please, please, don’t leave…”

3. Itachi

Itachi is mature about his emotions to an almost fault. He would speak, try to reason, but he may not beg and plead as much, - just because of his nature. Itachi is a more calm and respectful person. No matter how much he loves you and adores you, he’s more so the kind to think, “If that is what you wish, I won’t force you. But know that my heart will always be yours, should you ever want it again…” He is the kind to suffer in silence and solitude. Your words would break him, but he would keep it within, not showing much on the outside. You can see the ache in his eyes, the firm frown on his lips, the glassy look in his gaze, - tears that won’t ever fall in front of you. He won’t beg so much as he will accommodate. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to be what you needed. I hope this brings you the peace you desire.” The ache and pain he feels is something he’ll deal with after you’ve left. His storm rages inside his heart, and he cries in the dark.

4. Sasuke

Let’s discuss Sasuke in the Naruto Shippuden Era here because that’s the time period for Eternal Love as well, and he got a good amount of screen time there. He’s arrogant by nature, - cocky, egotistical, prideful. He won’t beg. “Heh, do as you please. It must not have been worth all that much to you if you’re willing to drop it all and leave so easily.” He deflects any pain with bitterness and anger. Once you’ve left, however, and he’s left with nothing but his own thoughts, the heartbreak comes out through anger. I can see him lashing out. He’s the type to scream, to curse, to yell, to break things, throw things, destroy things. The pain of letting you go without a fight makes him volatile, - reckless fights, no care for his life, snapping at the people around him, isolating himself. Even in all of this, however, his anger is directed at you. He’s angry that you would just toss everything you two built into the fire and leave. He thought you were his forever, and the thought that you fell out of love with him makes him feel disposable, fueling his rage. “And to think we would talk about settling down together.” He would scoff at old memories. “How much did any of it really even matter to you if you could leave it without a second fucking thought?”

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HII<33

I'm insanely obsessed with the 'Eternal Love's fanfiction you wrote for madara!! I just absolutely ate it up. I have read it over and over again, I had actually lost count.

I would love it if you created another one that links to it and maybe even a series? BECAUSE GIRL YOU ARE SO TALENTED!! Now obviously you don't need to do this! Just a little idea;))

Make sure to take breaks, take care!!

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

This is so, incredibly sweet and it means so much to me that you took the time to leave this message for me. I really love hearing these and I’m so thankful you decided to send this.

I actually have great news for you on this front: someone has already requested another part to this story, and I’m working on it, albeit slowly.

Once again, thank you so much, I appreciate you more than you know!

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HE WOULD REALLY CONTEMPLATE DEATH?

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

This is, for everyone’s context, in relation to this ask (I’ve added the link here): what would happen if Y/N cheated on Madara while they were still married?

So, short answer: YES, YES HE WOULD!!

The reason is, Y/N is everything to him. If he decides to act saintly and nurture peace, it’s because of her. If he decides to enact his rage and destroy the world, it would also be because of her. She is the reason he lives. She is his only reason. Without her, I can see him spiraling into chaos and sadness, this cruel little pit in his mind where nothing is right and everything is wrong and cold and evil.

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What do you think of Sasuke and Itachi’s parents? Fugaku admits to not reacting to his son cause he loves him too much to hurt him and i don’t remember if he said that or if it was in any of the books, but Fugaku also said that even if he wanted to hurt Itachi (which he didn’t), Mikoto would stop him. So she is a protective mama!

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

I think Fugaku definitely loved his son, but he just had a bad way of showing it. It’s not new information, however, that the Uchiha Clan are usually an emotionally constipated bunch. Mikoto was soft and affectionate enough to compensate, - to some extent, - for the lack of love that Fugaku showed Sasuke. The problem is that he would inevitably praise Itachi more and it was creating this sort of deep-rooted sadness and spite within Sasuke. It was nice to see the redemption at the end where Sasuke learned how loved he was by his father, but it’s definitely a point of regret for me because I believe in showing love IN the moment. In the here and now. This is exactly why I made Madara and his wife such an affectionate couple.

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If she had cheated while they were still married, what would have happened?

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

This is an interesting question, actually. Let’s start with this: Uchihas are extremely loyal by nature. There is no way in hell Madara or Y/N would cheat. They don’t believe in the nonsensical excuses they’ve heard from others who’ve cheated on their partners. They don’t believe in “It meant nothing,” “It was just in the moment,” or “It doesn’t mean more than you or us.” They see cheating as the ultimate betrayal. You know that while everyone else may stab you in the back, betray you, cheat you, lie to you, your partner is one person that stands beside you no matter what. Madara and Y/N are also desperately in love and extremely sound in their decisions. They don’t regret their marriage nor do they regret their relationship through this lifetime.

Let’s stay that, for the question, hypothetically, Y/N had cheated while they were married. Madara would be less angry and more heartbroken. There would be rage, certainly. But in his eyes, Y/N is a goddess. She’s a queen. She’s divine. His first thought is, “What have I done wrong?”

“What did I do that made you go to another man for comfort? How did I fail you?”

“What was I lacking in? Why am I not enough? Am I not worthy of you, my love?”

He’d be broken, but despite the affair, he’d definitely try to make the marriage work, regardless. Because he loved her so much, he wants to move past it and be better for her. In his eyes, she’d never be wrong, it was definitely his fault, - whether or not it actually was.

If, despite his pleas to make it work, you wanted to leave him, he’d let you. He’d be destroyed, he’d probably be contemplating death, but he’d let you go.

[Disclaimer: This is a hypothetical scenario and not part of my plot for the Eternal Love Universe]

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Who do you think is the most possessive Uchiha? And the one Who burns with passion the most when in love?

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

Each of the three key members of the Uchiha clan react differently to love, for sure. Let’s try to break it down a little bit!

The youngest member of the Uchiha Clan so far is Sasuke. His emotions are the most turbulent of all the Uchihas till now, I believe. He started off the first seasons of Naruto with decent control over them, portraying himself as the stereotypically stoic Uchiha that everyone expects him to be. However, as he goes through more and more changes to his identity and encounters more and more obstacles, he expresses more freely. He eventually feels love and joy and doesn’t try to hide them later on in the end phases of the Naruto show. Once he loves someone, - romantic, familial, platonic, - he does not hesitate to show it. He almost destroyed Konoha for what they did to Itachi, after all.

Itachi is more controlled with his emotions. He was raised to keep his emotions in check so regardless of what he’s feeling, he’s going to think about it a million times over before he lets anything show in his face. Itachi can play the long game, the patient game, the painful game, he showed that through the entire show. He had one of the longest awaited reveals in the entire series as the held onto his truth until the very climax. For Itachi, it doesn’t matter what people think of him on the outside as long as he knows his truth with his full and beating heart. He’s also strong, he’ll make you see only what he wants to. Whatever you see of Itachi is something that he has carefully constructed, and those are part of the barriers that he’d let down to someone he loved and cherished. There are special people that would get to see him without his walls, him without his defenses, him without his masks, and it’s beautiful.

Madara is erratic and yet not. He is organized chaos at its finest. If he wants everything up in flames, you’ll see chaos. If he wants to show his absolute control, you won’t see a strand of his hair out of place. Madara takes pride in his calm and controlled facade, - his ability to stay headstrong and focused in situations that make you feel the highest of pressure. In a room full of people in tears and in fear of their lives and their futures, you’ll see him standing tall and strong, not a wink of fear in his eyes. However, if he wants you to see his rage, his passion, his commitment, you will. For example, with you. Madara has never hid his emotions for you. He wants people to know how he feels for you and how seriously he takes you and his relationship with you. He wants people to know that when it comes to you, he is not to be trifled with because he can and he will decimate entire continents for you.

It’s hard to say which Uchiha burns the brightest in possessiveness and passion because when their buttons are pushed the right way, they can all be brogue to a breaking point. Overall, Sasuke and Madara are more emotionally volatile than Itachi solely because of the emotions which they choose to reveal on their faces and on their bodies.

I am, also, biased, to an extent. I’m pulled towards Madara to say that he is the most possessive and the one that burns the most with passion because while Sasuke is also passionate, he is volatile and unpredictable. When Madara decides something, he’ll never change his mind on it, and his stance on it shall remain the same forever. Like with you. He’ll never love you any less, only more and more and more and more. He’s loyal and he’s committed and he’d rather take a knife and cease to exist in this life than to not have you by his side to live through with.

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What happened the first week after his wife passing, like aside from the first day rage how did it go from then?

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

There was actually a previous ask that was something similar to this, asking how he would talk about her and mention her to Obito all the time. I’ll link it HERE.

But I know that’s a long term type of response, so I’ll also talk about the first week here in this answer.

He’s fluctuating between anger and grief, slight guilt as well. He wishes he was by her side, holding her hand and telling her it was alright, that he won’t be long, that he’d meet her soon, that they’d be together again. Because that was the truth. To him, life was bland and meaningless now, and he truthfully cannot wait for death to come for him so he can be with her in eternal peace. The anger comes in quite often, - it’s a raw emotion for him and it makes him very destructive. He’s spitting fire, slashing objects, hurting anyone too close with too much to say. He doesn’t know who to hurt or who to kill because none of it would matter. He doesn’t who to place blame on for a war death, so he blames the Senju brothers for fighting another war and dragging his wife into it.

It makes him even more angry when he thinks about how he could go around lashing out and killing everyone in his path and still wouldn’t make a damn difference because she’s gone and nothing would bring her back. He sneaks into the village some nights, under the cover of the shadows and large trees. He goes to her grave and just sits there for hours, head resting on her tombstone, - some way to still feel her. He’ll sit there, crying for her to come back, crying for her to wake up, crying for her to magically reappear in front of him and swear to be with him forever. Those few hours in the moonlight are where he mourns his loss and learns to cope with his grief, with his imagination of your spirit right beside him.

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We saw the two lovebirds meeting again during the war from her point of view, what was his? What did he think when he saw her again for the first time?

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

I think Madara had a serious conflict of emotions. First, instant joy. He was extremely happy to see her again, he loved many years without her by his side and so to be able to hold her again and keep her with him was making him want to cry tears of happiness, - and he did.

The second emotion, although fleeting, was definitely some anger. He knew that for her to be here, she was reanimated. If she was reanimated, that means someone has been tampering with her body and somebody is trying to maintain control over her. He’s angry because someone is trying to control her, put a leash on her. But at the same time, some deep part of him feels gratitude for whoever brought her back, because now she’s here, in front of him, smiling at him, holding him, he can forget the mess around him and pretend he’s still alive, with you, and happy again, - that’s all he needs anyway, just you.

The third and final emotion he feels is guilt. He feels pained for leaving you, and he’ll never forgive himself for leaving you to live your short life alone and die alone. You left this world too soon, and you left it alone, without him by your side. He was haunted all the time with dreams of you, writhing in pain on a battlefield as you bled out alone with nobody by your side. He’s been haunted by dreams of you calling his name as the life leaves your eyes and it’s brought him close to death more than he cares to recall.

None of it mattered, however, as you held him close and told him it would all be okay. For the first time in decades, he finally let go again in your arms.

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Hi! You said that he always talks about her to Obito and the poor boy doesn’t know what to do to make him stop. What does he talk about? Does he ever cry? Is there something of her he still has? How does he remember her?

Hello! Thank you for your ask.

I think the conversations would usually start with something Obito says half-heartedly without fully thinking it through. In the beginning he’d just go “No wonder you’re out here hiding while being all wrinkly. If you were a normal old geezer then maybe you’d be married.” Obito didn’t mean much by it, - he was grumpy and upset and battling his own demons. He didn’t realize the floodgates he would open by saying something like that, though. He’d learned exactly like this that the old geezer in front of him was Uchiha Madara, which means he was, in fact, married to Uchiha Y/N. The Uchiha Y/N. Obito knew about them, of course he did. But the words he had spoke to rashly gave him so much first hand information he didn’t even think possible to know.

Those type of careless phrases would immediately launch Madara into a yap session about his beloved wife. Obito was pretty sure he knew more about this woman he’d never met than even her own parents at this point. It’s not like Obito didn’t know, it’s just that now he knew her from this brand new lens, - this more intimate and private lens. If you’d ever asked him, Madara could probably spend the rest of his years talking about nothing but her until his body was six feet below the earth and he still wouldn’t have think he’d told you enough about her.

Later on, once Obito knew everything, he’d have a habit of accidentally thinking out loud and letting some mention of Y/N slip from his lips. Something like, “Oh my good, you’re so annoying, you old geezer. I know you’re Madara and all, but how did someone like Uchiha Y/N ever put up with you?” This would, unknowingly, launch another session.

Madara would call Obito a ‘brat,’ telling him he knew nothing of their love, that he couldn’t even begin to comprehend how deep their love ran, that it was beyond time and life. But this also caused Obito to crack, because how dare he? How dare this old grandpa insinuate that he didn’t know love? That he didn’t know sacrifice? He’s sitting here and moping with a wrinkly old man, all alone. He had a love, - he had Rin. Obito understood love during the war time because he was going through it, too. “You know what, you old geezer?! It’s actually worse for me, because Rin never loved me, and I’ll never marry her! I can’t even think of having her as mine anymore. At least you could hold Uchiha Y/N in your arms and call her yours!”

Some sort of realization snapped then in Madara, too. They were both mourning their beloveds, just for different reasons. But in their own twisted way, they learned to cope together. It was a lot of the reason that Obito went along with the plan, anyway, - because Madara understood the same type of loss as him. He understood that the woman he loved was too pure for this cruel world, that this cruel world which hurt their beloved didn’t deserve to keep standing.

Madara is a prideful man, always. But for his wife, he’d get on knees in front of the Senju brothers if he needed to. He was never ashamed to shed tears for Y/N in front anyone’s eyes, let alone Obito. If he ever spoke of her for too long, he’d cry. They’d be quiet tears, but Obito would have to lay awake at night as still as possible, pretending he couldn’t hear Madara calling her name in broken sobs in his dreams.

Y/N used to make items sometimes to pass the time, - she wanted a slower hobby as a counter for her usual Ninja missions that she worked with. She would make some jewelry sometimes, - handcrafted bracelets she’d give to Madara. He kept every single one. After her passing he definitely snuck into the village and into their home, - he’d go quietly before they cleared everything. He’d take the oils she rubbed on her skin, the hair oils she used and always nagged him to use, and he’d take some of her Kimonos. He kept all these items from her in a chest, - he definitely threatens Obito with torture should he ever touch or open it.

He’s very careful with what he’s got left of you, - he won’t always wear or use these items because he’s afraid of them breaking or getting damaged, but he’ll use them frequently enough. If he missed your scent, he’s rubbing some of the oils into his skin or combing it into his hair. If he misses the feel of you he’ll lay your Kimono down before lying on top of it, - his own way of trying to pretend he’s back in the compound, safe with you in your shared home, in your shared bed, his head on your chest and listening to your heartbeat and you rub circles into his back. Sometimes he’ll take your bracelets and wear, just to feel like it’s you holding his hand again, grounding him and keeping him steady on his feet when he can’t even think straight.

Obito doesn’t need to see much, really, before he can tell Madara thinks of you as some kind of goddess. ‘And maybe you were,’ he thinks. ‘Because you’d definitely have to be a goddess to bring a man like Madara to this pathetic state of desperation and grief.’ It was truly sad to see a man as strong as Uchiha Madara be so broken and crumpled.

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Did they do anything already before getting married or did they wait?

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I think for them, marriage was just an official representation of the love they already knew they shared. If anything, for Y/N and Madara, their love transcended any official label they could put on it, - marriage was just the final step to declare their love officially to the entire world, a symbol that Y/N and Madara belonged to each other.

They would have definitely gotten intimate before their marriage, both Y/N and Madara are the kind of people that don’t hold back feelings or emotions with each other. The words “I want you” were spoken often and acted upon even more often.

Of course, they’d be quiet about it. They’re not going around bragging about something that would’ve been considered taboo, - but to be fair, not many people cared either, it was more just a matter of upholding traditional ways of life. The Uchiha Clan members saw Madara as their rightful clan-head and they could not have wished for anyone better to be by his side than Y/N. In almost all the people’s eyes, you were already husband and wife, it was just a matter of when it would become official.

For the sake of honor and standards, they would be quiet about it and more subtle, but they’ve been intimate multiple times because they wanted each other know exactly how deep their love went, - they never knew which day would be their last, after all.

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Angsty fact about this couple?

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An angsty fact about this couple would be hard to come up with, - they got along well and didn’t have any serious disagreements.

Perhaps the constant fear? Most of their lives was filled with fear of losing each other. They spent most of their lives living and loving like every day might be their last together, - that’s why they moved so quick in the relationship and why they were so decisive about what they wanted out of life.

They literally did not know if the battle they fought the next day would be the one they didn’t walk away from. They fall in love? Let’s be official. They want to spend the rest of their lives together? They got married.

They spent every single day praying and hoping to every god possible that their beloved away from the next fight. They would feel dread every time the other was out of their sight for too long.

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What was the relationship between Izuna and Madara’s wife?

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Madara’s younger brother became more than just a brother in law for Y/N, and she became more than just just his sister in law for Izuna. Madara and Y/N fell in love gently, through years of affection and consistency. They always knew, and for them it was just a matter of time as to when either confessed their feelings to take this relationship to the next level.

Throughout all of this, as they were growing up, so was Izuna. He was right there by their sides watching them fall deeper and deeper for each other. Y/N has always been family for him, and she’s always been a big sister to him. Y/N also felt the same way with Izuna, becoming just as protective over him as Madara and treating him like her little brother. With Izuna and Y/N, they considered each other siblings despite being from different parents. Aside from Madara, he was the happiest person on the planet as he watched Y/N say ‘yes’ to marrying his older brother, - he’d say they were a match made in heaven.

Y/N was just as heartbroken as Madara when he passed away, and she cried for many days, feeling guilty for not protecting him. Her and Madara shared the same guilt of thinking they didn’t watch over him properly and protect him in the battlefield. They held on to each other and they consoled each other, learning to move past the grief together. Y/N didn’t mourn a ‘brother in law’ or ‘her husband’s brother,’ she mourned her little brother, - a found family.

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How old was she when she died? And she got married? They didn’t have kids?

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So, Madara was around 25-26 when he faked his death and defected from the village. I don’t want Y/N to be too far away in age from him, so I kept her about 2-3 years younger but no less than that. There were both very much in their youth when these battles were happening. But that’s exactly the reason why Hashirama was so adamant on putting a stop to it, because it was just younger and younger generations of what could be good friends and community, fighting instead of bonding.

And yes, they were married, they married young, definitely. They knew they were each other’s soulmates and they didn’t wait long. I think I’d like to keep them 18-20 or 19-21 when they got married. Uchihas are decisive people, and they knew what they both wanted out of this life.

Y/N and Madara definitely wanted to have children, but in the midst of all the fighting and the peace talks, they didn’t want to have children just yet. If Y/N had gotten pregnant she wouldn’t have been able to fight and Madara would be too worried to leave her alone even though she can handle herself. And until she had given birth and even then, after, both Y/N and Madara would want to prioritize their child, - this just isn’t feasible for the leaders of a clan who are expected to be present during a battle and a potential chance at peaceful coexistence with the Senjus. They wouldn’t be able to go out and fight with the fear of their child being alone in the back of their minds constantly, worrying about whether either of them would get injured or worse. For now, they’re alright with watching each others’ backs and keeping each other safe. They’re going to focus on coming home together and creating a safe place to raise a child before they start planning for one.

They talked many times, surely. They always talk about their future children, many different names for them, how they’d raise them. It seemed closer every day, until it suddenly didn’t anymore when Madara defected.

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Did Sasuke, Naruto, Minato, Sakura etc see her and think “oh she is gorgeous”

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Yes, they definitely thought she was gorgeous. It varied in what way they thought it, though.

Sasuke definitely thought she was beautiful, but not in an "I want her to be mine" way because he grew up hearing stories about her and Madara. So for him, Y/N has always been a distant relative or a well known ancestor. He's grown up idolizing her and taught to be like her. She was his standard.

Naruto, Sakura, the rest of their friends would have thought she was beautiful, definitely. Not only does she die young, but the Reincarnation Jutsu tends to bring back a Ninja at their prime, - it wouldn't have mattered for a Ninja like Minato or Y/N because they had already reached their prime aside from dying young, - so her visual age wouldn't have been too far off from them at that point in the story, either. I can see them definitely being attracted to her and having that guilty little fleeting thought of "If only you were mine," - not that they would ever say it out loud around Madara.

For most of the ninja though, this would have been their first time seeing her in real life, including Sasuke and possibly even Minato. Minato was very young when the Second Shinobi War happened, so even though there was a chance he met Y/N and she probably held him as a baby, he wouldn't have remembered it as she dies not long after during that war, and she wouldn't have remembered very well either with all that she had going through her mind.

The ones who definitely remember her and her character are Jiraiya and Tsunade, - Y/N's goddaughter. They idolized her intensively and always looked for her guidance. Jiraiya definitely used many of her teachings and philosophies both for himself and for when he taught Minato, especially. And although it was a different visual prowess, he tried his best to help Nagato, - or Pein, - with his own Rinnegan as best as he could with whatever he could recall Y/N telling him about her Sharingan. Tsunade looked up to her godmother greatly and she still keeps the Healing Technique scrolls that Y/N gifted her safely in her home. She can still remember the exact day she told Y/N she wanted to learn Medical Ninjutsu and how the very next day, Y/N had given her a beautiful chest full of rare scrolls and techniques that she could learn and use along her path. For Tsunade, the way she looked as she was Reanimated was exactly how she looked the day she lost her beloved godmother.

For most of the Ninjas present in the current aside from Hashirama, Tobirama, Sarutobi, Tsunade, or Madara, the only way that they had ever truly seen the Queen of the Uchiha Clan would have been through the many portraits that Madara and Hashirama, - mainly Madara, - had commissioned for her.

This would have been the first time most of them had seen her in the flesh and heard her voice instead of hearing second, third, or fourth hand sources about what it was supposed to sound like. The way she walked, talked, carried herself, spoke to others, spoke to her husband, it was captivating, indeed.

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Did Madara ever think about going back to his wife, or he really planned to make her believe he was dead forever?

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Madara definitely thought about going to her many times, but he knew he couldn’t. If he went to her and she saw him, he’d melt under her pleads to come back. He knew that one look into her eyes and his willpower would crumble, so he stayed and watched from afar.

He was hoping to achieve his goal and then go back to her, so they could live out the rest of their lives together, but then she died not long after in the next war, and that’s when he lost any piece of sanity he had remaining and continued to push forward with the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan.

The one thing that kept him tethered was that you were safe and protected in the village. So, the minute he lost that, - lost you, - he decided this world didn’t deserve to exist any more.

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I wanted to ask if he often talked about her after he defected?

Was also Lady Uchiha considered very beautiful?

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Yes. Yes, he definitely talked about her whenever he could. It was most prominent when he found Obito, actually, haha.

The young boy was banging his head against a wall as he listened to the old Madara continue to rave on and on about his late wife, - by the time he had come across Obito he was already old and grey and Y/N had long since passed.

But aside from Obito, anyone who he had worked with had heard about Y/N. Everyone knew her name and knew not to disrespect her at any point because even if she didn’t hear it, he damn well would, and he would make it everyone’s problem.

Yes to your second question, as well. Uchiha Y/N was one of the most people women in all the Shinobi lands. Her reputation wasn’t just as Madara’s wife. People knew her as an extremely strong Kunoichi and as an extremely beautiful woman, - she was definitely sought after a lot. I can imagine she was getting marriage offers after her husband’s “death,” as well. People wanting her hand in marriage regardless of her being a window because having her was like the equivalent being a Hokage. People wanted her in their family and they wanted her as the mother of their heirs.

All their begging and pleading was for naught, anyway. Y/N would never remarry, - as we discussed, Madara was her soulmate and she was his. And while she didn’t know, Madara would get word of the proposals coming in from one of his spies and he’d be sure to “handle” them. He wouldn’t kill them, no, that would be too risky to do and too compromising to do. Rather, he’d just give them a slight scare, - use his Genjutsus and give them a slight haunting to frighten them away. It was simple, effective, and it wouldn’t make them suspicious of his faked death.