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Chap-11 Identity
🕑 Added 2022-02-25 00:27:47 +0000 UTCMadara couldn't move nor could he breathe watching his young brother sitting in the midst of the massacre with that bloodstained sword in his hands. Time seemed to have stopped for the elder sibling as neither the sight of the dead bodies of his clansmen or the chaos happening all around bothered Madara.
All he could care and focus upon was the look in his brother's eyes.
This was not the same brother so full of joy and innocence. One who was far more honorable and kind than most Uchiha's of this generation.
No, the person sitting in that chair was someone else.
For in those eyes, there was hidden unspeakable horror and immeasurable pain. It could be hard to discern behind the dark glare the young boy was currently sporting, but Madara knew him better than everyone else present here.
Knew that his brother was stronger than everyone of them, both in strength and character despite all the evidence that said otherwise.
Nearly a dozen Uchiha guards fully armed marched towards the alone boy but all stopped when the bloodstained Naruto Uchiha rose from the chair.
"Stop before I kill you all" warned Naruto, without a single hint of emotion in his voice.
Every last one of the Uchiha's sneered at him with unending hatred burning in their eyes.
"Kinslayer!"
"Traitor!"
"Oathbreaker!"
"You're a monster!"
"A man without loyalty and honor!"
Madara watched their father impassively standing even as his clansmen berated his own son. Tajima had no great love for Naruto, but this was going too far. As their father, why wasn't the man defending his own son?
He looked back at his brother to see the same impassive gaze of their father burning in his eyes as every man and woman rained down curses on him. But none had the balls to apprehend the bloodstained boy holding his bloodied sword.
However, they must have taken Naruto's silence for cowardice as two older men nearly a decade older than his young brother charged forward.
When they barely managed to unleash their swords, all they saw was a bright blur and screamed the next moment as blood erupted from their slashed legs. The two Uchiha screamed in pain losing the grip on their weapons falling to their knees as their hands desperately tried to stop the large gash on their legs.
However, the defensive action of Naruto only seemed to make the crowd even more angry.
Madara was either too shocked or horrified watching his brother taking out a kunai and throwing it a few feet ahead of him marking a boundary that was not missed by anyone. The message was clear.
Cross the line and meet your end.
The sight of the still wounded two older Uchiha crying out in agony along with the sight of all the Uchiha that the boy had previously massacred made everyone flinch away, the boy's unnerving stare only seemed to make him appear more terrifying.
The air was thick with killing intent, smell of rotten flesh and doom.
Madara felt as if his worst nightmares had came true. If losing three brothers in one battle was devastating, watching what was happening before his eyes was heart breaking. The worst part was the fact that he didn't know what to do.
Fortunately for him and their furious clan, someone did.
"Enough"
Tajima Uchiha's voice was still as calm as ever despite the grave situation. His gaze as cold as ice boring down on the form of his youngest offspring who stared at him blankly.
"I command you to surrender now, Kinslayer"
Madara didn't look at his father, or at the furious crowd who protested the order instead demanding Naruto to be killed right here, all the elder Uchiha sibling really saw was the slight tremble of Naruto's lips when their father called him that insulting name.
The boy raised his sword high in the air making nearly every Uchiha take a step back in fear, but they were relieved when he instead stabbed the sword in the ground with a loud noise.
The very next second several guards appeared around Naruto grabbing him roughly before they started dragging him gracelessly while doing their very best to keep the murderous crowd from killing the boy right there but couldn't do anything to stop them from yelling one word at the top of their voice.
Kinslayer.
Madara walked towards his father and despite the most threatening glare of his life present in his eyes, Tajima looked back at him calmly.
"What happened?" hissed Madara,
"Your brother went mad and killed these people. Now I have to sort out this mess rendering justice" said Tajima with mild irritation, as if he was the least bothered about Naruto's fate or what this meant for the boy's future. But then again, he had never cared about his youngest son in the first place.
"Bullshit! You know he would never do such a thing" protested Madara,
"Your love for him makes you blind to his shortcomings or his crimes, Madara. Think about the Clan..." warned Tajima icily,
"Fuck. The. Clan"
Tajima's eyes actually widened in shock on the ever loyal and obedient Madara saying those dangerous words. Granted they were said barely above a whisper leaving the nearby people unaware but the murderous look in Madara's eyes was enough proof to show that he meant what he said.
"He is my brother. I don't fucking care what he is, or what he's done. I know him better than you ever will and nothing will ever make me believe that Naruto did this, or even if he did then it was not without just reason. And if you do him any harm-"
"Then what, boy?"
The darkness and hatred in Madara's eyes made Tajima flinch and take a step back.
"I will kill you"
With those words, Tajima's eldest son ran away towards the dungeons where Naruto was being transported. But his words would ring in his father's head for a very long time and the look in Madara's eyes would haunt his father every night.
It was dark.
Darker than most places Madara had seen in his life and only the flickering lights of the flame torches hanging on the adjacent walls showed the path. He spotted quite a heavily armed guard detail standing outside one of the cells.
When he approached, all five of them placed their hands on the hilt of their swords.
"No one is allowed to visit The Kinslayer without permission from Tajima-sama" warned Yamato Uchiha, the man's voice as nasty as the scar on his face.
"He is my brother" hissed Madara, eyes flashing red that made everyone except for Yamato take a step back.
For they all knew even before he awakened the Sharingan, Madara was stronger than them all. But Yamato glared even more harshly at the action.
"He killed my cousin!"
For the first time, Madara felt some of his aggression lessen for this man before him had indeed lost family tonight. It made the elder son of Tajima deactivate his eyes and look at the guards tiredly.
"I need to know what happened. He's my brother, and while I have always been loyal to our clan...I will not hesitate to harm you should you get in my way" warned Madara,
Yamato stared at the boy for a long moment before shaking his head in disgust.
"Tajima-sama will here of this, Madara. But go and meet The Kinslayer for he will likely be executed tomorrow morning..." said Yamato viciously, earning nods from the other guards.
Madara smiled.
And it sent chills down the hearts of each and everyone of the guards.
"You are free to try"
They got out of his way and opened the wooden door protected by seals that never allowed any prisoner to ever break free. Madara could still feel the heated glares raining down on him and turned back with murder evident in his eyes.
When he unleashed a quarter of his killing intent, he smirked on seeing them all falling to their knees.
"I will slaughter your entire families and those who try to even harm my brother. Do not forget your place, you are allowed to even voice this much protest because my family allows it. I love our clan and will protect it to my dying breath, but I will not hesitate to murder you all should you or anyone else dare to even lift a finger at my family"
"Do you understand?"
He was satisfied when three of the guards pissed themselves and the remaining two were shaking in terror including Yamato. And while this was not the way Madara liked to treat his fellow clan members, his father had always hammered down one single fact in his brain.
We are the blood of the Dragon.
And Dragons respect only strength.
Show weakness even for a single second and doom yourself forever.
Madara's family had retained leadership for centuries in their power hungry clan only because of the fact that they were the strongest. And while they had done their best to make the clan flourish, his ancestors had also protected their own families against enemies and allies alike no matter the cost.
And he intended to do just that.
When he entered the cell it was even darker than the corridor, so he was forced to grab a flame torch from outside and shut the door right in the faces of the still terrified guards.
A pair of red eyes stared back at him from the now vanishing darkness.
Madara couldn't stop himself from hastily walking forward and enwrapping his brother in a fierce hug uncaring of the fact that the young boy was soaked in blood.
"Madara?"
"I'm here, little brother" reassured Madara,
"You should go"
He broke the hug and stared into those fully evolved sharingan eyes. If someone ever told him that Naruto would someday become the first to achieve this full power in centuries, Madara would have scoffed. But his brother had proved himself far from ordinary.
His every action a proof of that claim.
"Why?" asked Madara seriously,
"I killed all of them" confessed Naruto, looking his brother right in the eye and didn't miss Madara's shock but despite that his brother never stared at him accusingly.
"What happened?" questioned Madara patiently,
Naruto looked away unable to continue holding his brother's gaze but Madara grabbed his chin making him look back up.
"No matter what happens or what you did or even why, I will always have your back" promised Madara,
"Why?" asked Naruto sadly,
"Because we are brothers"
Naruto stared into those eyes and found nothing but truth and love. Madara had always loved his brothers fiercely and fought for them as best as he could, and while his relationship with Naruto had not been ideal over the years it had improved in leaps and bounds in the past year ever since they both lost three of their brothers.
That pain and suffering forged a bond stronger than anything either of the boys had left in their lives.
Finally, the younger boy nodded and hesitantly told his older sibling the events that led to such a tragedy. And Madara listened with silent horror spreading across his heart soon to be replaced by fury and disgust.
When Naruto finished the tale, he was valiantly fighting back his tears while staring at his bloodstained hands.
"Kinslayer..." said Naruto with a tired sigh, staring defeatedly at the dark ceiling.
Madara glared at him for saying that disgusting word.
"Don't say that!" he reprimanded harshly, but Naruto stared at him calmly.
"It will not change the truth, Brother. This is who I am and will remain so until they execute me..." said Naruto in a resigned voice, which made Madara glare even more fiercely.
"Nobody is going to harm you, little brother. Not while I'm still breathing..." promised Madara,
He surprised the young boy by grabbing his bloodstained hands and squeezing them firmly with his own.
"You'll fight for me?" asked Naruto with the tiniest hope present in his voice,
"Do I have a choice?" asked Madara with a smirk, making Naruto smile but it came out more like a pained grimace.
"Father has no love for me and I guess after what I did he will be forced to take action against me because of the pressure from the rest of the clan. Likely they are all demanding right now for The Kinslayer to be executed as the law demands..." suggested Naruto, making Madara frown as his brother again said the cursed title given to him tonight.
"That may be true but don't forget you are the heir to our clan in case I die. You are also the only other person than me to wield The Sharingan in centuries. Despite what has happened, the clan needs you. I need you..." said Madara honestly, the last part barely above a whisper.
"You cannot fight against the entire world for me, Brother" said Naruto gently, knowing that for all his power Madara was still just one young boy.
"I can" said Madara defiantly,
The oldest son of Tajima started walking towards the exit and opened the door swiftly much to the terror of the still shivering guards who flinched at his icy gaze. But before he left, he stared back at his brother...
"Because I am Madara Uchiha"
When he entered their home and marched towards the upper floor entering his Father's room without warning he found Tajima sitting at his table with Naori at his side, both brother and sister looking pensive while their hands grabbed their respective sake cups tightly.
"Have you forgotten your manners, boy?" asked Tajima darkly, but didn't look at his son who glared right at him.
"What are you going to do with my brother?" questioned Madara,
When Tajima didn't answer, Madara aggressively stepped forward but stopped when Naori looked at him pleadingly. Looking into his aunt's eyes, the boy relented and was rewarded when Tajima spoke.
"The people are demanding his head, Madara"
"And you're going to give them just that, aren't you, Father? You have never loved him..." spat Madara viciously,
Surprisingly, Tajima merely nodded.
"Yes, I have never loved your brother. But he is my son, and I don't want him to die like this" admitted Tajima,
"Neither do I. But it's going to be quite hard to protect him. He killed a lot of people..." said Naori hesitantly,
Madara glared back at the two adults and their pathetic resolves. And they dare call themselves Uchiha, the dragon's descendants?
"Do whatever you want. But know this..."
Both Tajima and Naori looked to see the intent murder burning in Madara's eyes that sent a chill down their spines.
"If anybody tries to harm my brother, then you'll have two kinslayers and a lot of dead Uchiha..." promised Madara,
"Madara..."
"I know the truth, Father"
Tajima's eyes widened in horror as he realized Naruto had told his brother why this tragedy had happened despite Tajima's warning to keep his lips sealed forever. But then again, Madara was all Naruto had left in his life.
The last person the boy trusted, even loved.
Even if Madara had never known the truth like originally planned, Tajima doubted his eldest would have stopped himself from defending his brother.
And despite everything, it made Tajima feel relieved because the future of his family was safe in the form of the unflinching loyalty that existed between his two sons.
He could see it now, Madara was not an ordinary person and not just because of his powers. But in those cold black colored eyes, Tajima saw unending strength. This boy was strong, determined, had the power that could make men kneel or simply piss themselves in terror, and spared no mercy for those who wronged him in any manner. Most dangerous being threatening his family.
Yet when the Uchiha overpassed tonight's tragedy restoring their pride and glory it just wouldn't be because of Madara.
No, it would be because of another boy as well.
But he would never be loved or admired like Madara for he would be hated and spat upon for the rest of his life. Someone whom parents could warn their children about so as not to become like the...
Kinslayer.
"We will handle this" promised Naori, looking unflinchingly into Madara's hard eyes.
The boy stared at her for a long moment before nodding and walking back towards the door without a word.
"Where are you going?" asked Tajima warily, while Madara was a calm person at most times but when angry he was capable of dangerous things. And right now he was not angry, but utterly pissed.
And Tajima feared not for his boy, but for the fools who could try to rile Madara or even worse curse Naruto for his crime.
"To the dungeons" admitted Madara, stepping at the door's exit.
"You can't be there, Madara" said Naori seriously, and flinched when those cold eyes again landed on her.
"I will be there. Guarding my brother and any fool that tries something will lose his head by my sword. See that nobody attempts such stupidity, Aunt" warned Madara,
Naori weakly nodded as Madara stared back at his father.
"I'll bring him to you tomorrow morning. Call the elders and the council, I'd like to address them" said Madara frankly,
"They won't listen to you..." said Naori honestly, for even if he was a strong fighter Madara was still a young boy atleast to the ones older than him.
He gave her a chilling smile in return.
"Then I'll cut off their useless ears".
