Madara dragged Amaya all the way to his house. He has a lot of explaining to do to a lot of people and he is not in the mood for it right now. Plus, this woman and everything about her was making him feel more drawn towards her. He needs to get rid of this lustful feelings before he does something that he might regret later.

His household servants greet him respect as he enters the house. He calls for the head maid, and gives her necessary instructions. Then he turns to Amaya. The sight of her flushed face made his heart beat faster in his chest. The whole journey, he had been feeling a tension inside him. Whenever she smiled or spoke or pretty much did anything, it effected him. It was very hard for him to keep up his stoick facade the whole while. Ever since the first moment he saw her, he wanted her. Soon, she will be his. But not now. Now is not the time, he told himself.

"This is my house, and from now on, you'll be staying here too. Make yourself comfortable." he said with a slight and gentle smile, trying his best to keep up his act.

"O-okay..... M-Madara... " she stutters softly.

Madara bit his lips, almost drawing blood. He needs to get out of here as soon as possible before the animal inside him break loose and pounds her on the spot.

"Okay." he says and sunshins away.

Amaya stares at the spot where Madara was a second ago. Soon, Izuna and Eiko find her. Izuna looks around, "Where's Nii-san?" he asked.

"I don't know." Amaya replies.

Two maids come to the trio, one of whom Amaya recognized as the head maid. Both the women bows to them, the older one of them spoke "Your majesty, my name is Kazuki and this one here... " she gesture to the other one, "...is Yuki. She will be your personal attendant here at the Uchiha compound by Leader-sama's orders."

"Hello Kazuki san. My name is Amaya, and this is Eiko, my cousin and previous attendant. Get her a room near mine, if possible please." Amaya smiles.

"Umm.... Sure. I'll see what I can do." Kazuki says, "Yuki chan. Take Amaya hime to her room and follow her every command like its God's words. Understand?"

"Hai." Yuki says.

"Soooo.... I'll be going then. See you around... Onii-chan." Izuna gave a closed eyes smile.

Amaya blinked surprised at first, but soon a happy grin lights up her face, "Sure... Otouto." she giggles. The two became quite close during their short time together, almost like family, which is something rare for both of them.

Eiko smiles seeing the two while Yuki stares confused. Kazuki smiles slightly seeing the exchange of names. Izuna soon walks his way and Kazuki excuses herself to go look for the dinner arrangements. Amaya and Eiko follow Yuki to her new quaters.

Yuki slides open the shoji door for Amaya to enter the master bedroom with Eiko following behind. She looks around the room. I looks lavish, decorated like that for a prince and.... already inhabited.

"Um. Yuki chan. Does someone already lives here?" Amaya asks looking at the king size bed. Behind it on the wall was the sigil of Uchiha clan. A big white and red fan on dark blue background was drawn on the wall.

"Uh! Yeah. This is Madara sama's room. He said you will be sharing it with him."

Amaya stops dead in her tracks, eyes wide. She will have to share a room with him? She wasn't expecting that. Sure, they are now engaged and all, but this was moving too fast for her liking.

"What made him come to this conclusion, if I may ask?" Amaya sternly asked.

Yuki fidgeted under her glare. Kazuki didn't tell her why she needs to show Amaya to Lord Madara's room. Or what was the princess even here for. She was only told to take her here and tell her she will be living here from now on. She didn't think that this might enrage the princess.
"Umm... I don't know. I was just told to take you here. That's all." the girl saya clutching the sleeves of her dress.

'So, she doesn't know. They must have not told anyone about our engagement yet.'  Amaya looks at Eiko, who nods getting her message.

"Yuki san. Please help me get Amaya hime's things here. Also, can you show me where the kitchen is." Eiko softly said to the terrified girl.

Yuki nods, "Hai."

They both leave Amaya alone, who walks around taking in the new details of her new quaters. Besides all the luxuries that are beffiting for a clan leader, the room also had a personal bathing room along with a hot water spring. A wall adorned with all kinds of weapons and a empty space where Madara's gunbai must be placed. The room had two closets, one full of Madara's clothes and armour and the other one empty and a beautifully decorated fire place on far right.

There is also a glass sliding door on the other side of the big and spacious room that led to a personal secluded garden area, on one side of which was a small training field and on the other side was a beautiful well-kept garden with a koi pond surrounded by beautiful clusters of wisteria and sakura blossoms, which were on full bloom at this time of the year.

The place gave Amaya a serene feeling and she decides to spend some time here. She sits under a sakura blossom tree near the pond, watching as the wind carried the soft petals with itself. The fishes were swimming around in the pond as Amaya smiles watching their little play. Feeling relaxed after a long tiresome journey, she soon fell asleep.
       
                                ***

Izuna was on his way to his quaters when he saw Madara. "Nii-san." he calls.

"Hm?" Madara turns around facing him, but what surprised Izuna was the direction in which he was heading.

"You're going to.... her room?" Izuna asked a little surprised.

"Yes. I'm going to spend the night with Sayori. Why?" Madara states blankly.

"But. What about Amaya?"

"What about her?"

Izuna opens his mouth to say something but closes it again. What would he say... Why are you ditching Amaya, your soon-to-be wife, on her first night here to instead spend it with your concubine? Yeah. He can't ask that. His brother was as cold as an iceberg when it comes to understanding someone else's feelings.

"Do whatever you want to..." he says turning around going on his own way.

Madara sensed the mild irritation in his voice but ignored it anyway. He makes his way to Sayori's room on the far end of the west wing. Once outside the door, he knocks.

"Come in~" came a sultry Voice of a woman. Sayori sensed him coming, and knew what he must be here for. He had been gone for almost a month, all the while she waited for him to return. And that is tonight.

Madara slides open the door and walks in. He is greeted by the smell of sandal incense sticks and a very sensually dressed Sayori.

"Ah! Madara sama. Its so good to have you back, the clan missed you." Sayori says walking to him like a cat. She was wearing a cherry red low neck yukata that showes a good part of her cleavage. Its opening almost reached her navel where her obi was loosely tied, keeping the sight of her full breasts for Madara's eyes, while the one sided slit at the bottom were upto her mid thighs showing her pale leg along with a red flower pinned in her coal black hairs.

Any other day and Madara would have already jumped her, having his way with her luscious body, but not today. Today, he didn't felt that urge. Not towards her at least. Sayori notices this little change. "May I ask where did you go that it took you so long, my lord?" she asks taking him by his hands to the sitting area in her room.

"The border of the Land of Fire and Lightening." he answers sitting on the tatami mat around the center table he keeps his gunbai at his side, while she proceeds to pour sake into two cups.

"What business did you have there?" she asks handing a cup to him.

"Meeting my future wife." he says taking the cup from her and drinking from it. "She came here with us as the wedding will take place soon."

Sayori's expression changes as the news hits her like a slap on her face. She clutches the fabric of her yukata tightly and her jaws clenches.

Madara, however, was completely unfazed by the sudden change in her. His mind was filled with the thoughts of the Ryuuketsueki girl who must be in his room by now. No matter how hard he tries, the images of the warrior princess never leaves his mind. Her big doe-eyes haunting him, making him imagine her in place of Sayori.

Sayori gets a hold of her anger. No, she can't behave this way. So what if he is engaged now. It was going to happen sooner or later anyway. But he's here and not with that bitch. This is proof enough that he doesn't care about her. And, he never will, she will make sure of that.

She lifts up her head seeing Madara lost in thoughts. "Is something wrong, my lord?" she asks, trying to sound really concerned.

"Hm?... Yes, I have a lot to explain to the council tomorrow. They are not yet aware of this." he says in monotonous voice.

"Oh!" she gets up from her place and walks towards him, "then... Let me relieve some of that stress." she says seductively, placing herself in his lap.

Madara comes out of his trance because of this move and looks at her form on his lap, and remembers what he came to her for, "Oh yes! That's why I came here..." he says with a smexy curve of lips and attacks her neck with kisses, while his hand makes its way up to the slit of her dress.

"I know, my love. I know exactly what you want." heaving and moaning from pleasure, and  kisses him hard on lips.

Soon the make-out session turns into a full fledged love-making one, only there's no love.

                              ***

Eiko was walking to Madara's room, where her mistress is staying with a tray of food when Izuna saw her.
"Eiko chan." he calls, to which she turns around.

"Izuna san." she smiles.

"Where are you going, Eiko chan?"

"I'm taking food for Amaya hime." she says lifting the tray to eye level showing Izuna.

"So... She's going to eat in her room?"

"Um... I don't know. I haven't heard from her since we came and, she doesn't like to be disturbed over such matters. So I am going to keep this in her room."

"Oh! Okay... " he smiles, "See you around then." he walks away.

Eiko smiles at his departing from and resumes her walk towards her current destination. Once she reached there, she opens the door silently as not to disturb her hime, but she's nowhere in sight. She puts the tray down on the table. "Amaya hime. I brought your meal." she announces, but no response comes.
'Must have gone to explore the place.'
she shrugs and gives one last look around the place before leaving the room.

                                 ***

It was almost midnight. Two naked figures were lying on the futon snuggled into each other's embrace. Sayori was sound asleep in her lover's arms. Madara, on the other hand, was restless as ever. He couldn't sleep. Something was bothering him, but he doesn't know what. He carefully detangles himself from Sayori's embrace, sitting up on the futon. A cold gust of air hits his naked body, making him shiver. The fire place inside the room wasn't helping at all and he wondered if its just him, since Sayori didn't seem affected by the cold weather so much.
He gets up, putting on his robe. Something in him was urging him to go back to his own room. He gives in to his instincts and leaves the room.

Walking through the corridors, he sees the guards sincerely standing on their posts. The environment was silent. Too silent. But he couldn't sense any danger lurking around. Then what is it?

On his way, he crosses Izuna's chambers. He slightly opens the door, careful not to make any sound. He sees his brother sleeping peacefully. He closed the door and looked around. The guards outside Izuna's room are wide awake and alert ,like they should be. Convinced with the security here, he makes his way to his own quarters.

He found nothing wrong there as well. He asked the guards for the day's report and they provided him with all the details throughout the day. Nothing suspicious accept that nobody heard anything from Amaya ever since she arrived. This worried Madara a bit. But why was he worried, he wondered.

He is knocks on the door, almost laughing at his own antiques. He is asking for permission to enter his own room. When no answer comes from inside, he opens the door. Lightly stepping inside, he looks around. The room is dark with no sign of life anywhere. 'That's strange.'
he thought. Then a gust of cold wind hits him, making him shiver to his bones. He looks around again, to find the garden door open. He paces towards the direction of it and looks outside. Some light sound reaches his ears. A female's voice. He follows the sound to one of the trees around the koi pond. What he saw send another shiver down his body. A very different one.

There, under that tree, was lying his little princess, shaking like a leaf. In her sleep, her dress shifted in a way that it left her long calloused legs at his plain sight, making him clench his fists and bite his lips. He looked at her like a lion looking at its prey. His eyes slowly travels up from her legs to her curvy waist and then up to her creamy ample bosoms, some of which was visible to him due to the way her clothes had shifted with her movements. He stops there are stares at it for some time before he moves his gaze upwards to her smoothly delicate neck, until he reaches her gorgeously beautiful face. That's when his demeanor changes and all the previous thoughts vanishes.

Her brows were scrunged up as streams of tears were flowing from her tightly shut eyes, wetting her long dark hairs that were splayed around her form. She was mumbling some incoherent pleas, with a painful expression on her godly features. Madara felt his heart clench at the sight of her crying face.

He moves closer and could now hear what she was mumbling, "mother... please.. I... I-I won't do it again... please... don't hurt me... "
Sweat was dripping on her forehead while she was also trembling, out of fear or cold, he doesn't know. Anger was boiling inside him as her words stabbed his heart. Izuna told him about how Aara abused her daughter, when they were on their way here. But now, seeing Amaya like this, he was filled with flaming rage. How dare that woman. How could she hurt her like that, something that's his. She belongs to him. Only him. Nobody can treat her like that. He wanted to burn Aara alive for traumatizing his Amaya.

But right now, he needs to take her inside. He picks her up gently, like she is the most fragile thing in this world, and walks towards his room. Upon receiving his touch, the girls cries stops all of a sudden, making him worried if she is awake. But since no more movements comes from her, he sighs in relief.

Once reaching inside, he gently lays her down on the bed, covering her up with blankets. As he tries to leave, Amaya clutches on to his robe, reluctant to let go of his warm embrace. This makes a smile breakout on Madara's lips. He looks at his princess, taking in her features highlighted by the moonlight. She is so gorgeous. Her eyes are tightly shut right now, but he remembers the blue colour of them. That sparkle in it, like the sunlight reflects of an ocean surface. So deep, mysterious and alluring. The eyes he can stare into his whole life. Her soft plump cheeks and round face. His eyes stops at her lips. How much he wants to kiss those lips, and for how long. That's when another cold breeze hits them and Madara remembers that he forgot to close the damn door.

He reluctantly let go of her, freeing his robe's collar from her killer clutches. 'She's got a good grip.' he thinks. He walks towards the door and carefully closes it, not to wake his little princess up. He lights up the fire place using a simple fire style jutsu, its warmth spreads inside the room. On his way back to the bed, he sees the tray full of food on the table. 'She hasn't eaten anything.' a frown comes up on his face. 'How long was she out there?'

He felt Amaya stirred in bed and quickly made his way to her. He bent down to hear when she spoke softly, "Madara... " she smiled. Madara felt his heart almost leap out of his chest at that. Then a smile lights up his face that reached his eyes forming a glint. His princess wants him. How could he not oblige..

He walks around the bed and takes his robe off and hangs it on the bed rest. He climbed up the bed and got inside the duvet, the whole time his eyes fixed on her figure. He gently lifts her up and pulls her to him. She immediately drapes her arms around his form, cradling to him, hiding her face in his muscular chest. This made him happy. He doesn't know how, but all the worries, all thoughts about Hashirama, the Senju, the clan, all of them were gone from his head. He felt at ease. "Mine." he says holding on to her. He falls asleep shortly after.