Akira's moves were originally intended to repel the enemy. After everything they'd seen on the battlefield, facing another Uchiha with the three-tomoe Sharingan normally spelled disaster. These Uchiha weren't amateurs, they'd crawled out of war zones and bloodied skirmishes and survived long enough to stand toe-to-toe with the Senju. They knew what Tobirama's "Darkness Walking Technique" looked like and how to counter it.
Which made their reaction now deeply suspicious.
"What the hell is this?" Akira's suspicion slipped into his tone before he even realized it.
Before he could make sense of the situation, Tobirama was already moving.
"Water Release: Severing Wave."
Tobirama exhaled with practiced control-water surged from his mouth in high-pressure jets punched through with chakra. The stream narrowed to cut across stone and flesh alike. It hissed through the air-shhhhhh-and slammed through the advancing Uchiha as easily as it would paper.
One by one, bodies dropped. None fought back.
Tobirama froze mid-casting as confusion took root across his face. "Akira, this…"
He didn't finish. Izuna lunged in a flash of steel aimed at Tobirama's neck.
"Shit!" Tobirama barely raised his sword in time to parry, but just as it should have clashed a moment of hesitation cut through Izuna's motion.
Instead of blocking, Tobirama's blade slid across Izuna's chest in one clean stroke, blood burst out like water sloshing from a tipped bowl-pffff-
Akira was already there, his arms around Izuna before his knees touched dirt. Green chakra bloomed at his fingertips, sealing flesh, stalling death.
"Don't waste your energy..." Izuna coughed heavy-the blood bubbled at the edge of his lips-but he smiled anyway.
"Shut up." Akira pressed harder-more chakra, deeper focus-but the damage was too deep to ignore entirely.
Izuna's breathing became labored. "Just take good care of my sister."
Akira's hands faltered for half a second, then gripped tighter around him.
"Stop it. You're walking her down the aisle with me or she's not gonna show at the damn wedding."
Izuna weakly smiled and looked toward the sky. "Troublesome brother-in-law…"
"You calling me that right now isn't helping your guilt trip."
Blood kept pouring. Akira grit his teeth and responded with action: one smooth genjutsu knocked Izuna out and stopped him from aggravating his wound further.
He worked fast now fingers searching damaged muscle and torn vessels. Everything he'd learned all the anatomical studies flashed behind his eyes while chakra stitched torn veins back together one pulse at a time.
Eventually, finally Izuna's breathing evened out. Shallow and weak, but stable enough to live through it.
Akira exhaled for the first time in minutes.
Tobirama watched in silence-and when Akira looked up, he met eyes that had turned red not from Sharingan, but rage boiling barely beneath the surface.
"What is this?" Tobirama's words shook against clenched teeth.
"It should be obvious," Akira said without slowing his treatment. "They knew Madara was gonna lose. This was their last move, to die here so the rest of the Uchiha could settle into the new village without threats hanging over them."
"If They die now, Senju won't chase revenge later."
His tone was light, careless even. "Strategic suicide, you gotta atleast admire their commitment."
Tobirama tensed beside him. Akira noticed but he kept talking anyway. "Either they thought I'm honorable enough to die under or you're weak enough they'd rather face me than you."
"That's not what I'm talking about." Tobirama's tone dropped lower now-half-accusation, half-interrogation. "I'm asking about you... and Uchiha Madara."
Akira finally stopped moving. He slowly leaned back and gave him that same smile full of ease and no guilt at fucking anything up.
"Come on. If we're building peace between Senju and Uchiha what better way to secure it than marriage?"
"Hashirama isn't available, You? No offense but you're not exactly prime marriage material."
"So I step up, reluctantly, and planned to marry Madara instead."
Tobirama stared at him as if watching betrayal unfold live on stage-the pieces snapping together too fast to stop himself from connecting them.
"It started years ago... Every time you 'went out' with my brother…"
"Oh yeah." Akira gave him no room to think otherwise.
Inside Tobirama's mind-it spiraled fast. The theory exploded into full certainty: if Madara won, Senju couldn't stand, but Akira might flip sides. If Hashirama won, Akira marries Madara and controls everything from within under the illusion of peace.
No matter which ending played out, Akira came out on top.
There would be no second generation Hokage waiting for him at the end of this path, not if someone like Akira was pulling strings.
Tobirama's throat tightened with panic that bled into anger-and inside that anger bloomed hate.
'No, we're not letting my brother's dream get crushed by this bastard.'
Tobirama moved before thoughts cleared. He spoke nothing-just action-a blur of steel plunging straight through Akira's back and out the front of his chest-
Pffff-
Blood sprayed across Izuna's body and onto the ground in sticky arcs as Akira's breath left in one harsh gasp. He reached back-not fast or strong enough to dislodge anything-and then slowly turned his head to see who had struck him.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
"…Tobirama?"
"Why not me?" Tobirama snarled down at him now-rage hot enough to burn through logic itself. "I won't stand by while you destroy everything!"
Akira coughed again-more blood-a sick sound as words barely rasped out of what remained of his lungs.
"What... are you even saying…"
"You know damn well." Tobirama twisted the blade-grinding flesh and tearing open what little remained of Akira's heart muscle beneath the hilt. "Die with Uchiha Izuna and take your corrupt ambitions to hell with you!"
There was no last rebuttal-no grand speech or revelation-as the pain overwhelmed everything else inside him.
Darkness crept up fast-and with it, Akira Senju's last coherent thought locked onto Tobirama with venom behind clenched teeth:
"If I ever fucking come back…"
(T/N: i fucking hate tobirama... who's with me? And before you ask, Tobirama get his karma in like 9 chapter.. you don't know how happy i was when i translated that chapter.. thank god..)
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