🔥Madara x Reader ~ The Ring Pt. 2🔥
The sequel to the Madara x Reader one-shot preceding this part. My sister told me to turn this plot into a book. What do you think? I haven't done a book starring the one and only Uchiha Madara before.
For the lovely Sphinxvi-ir
Warning: Strong language and graphic depictions of violence
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"Damn it, (Y/n) you are such a klutz."
"Hey, who you calling a klutz, pointy?!"
"Do you see any other clumsy girl out here who cannot handle herself other than you?"
"So what if I'm a klutz? At least I'm not a guy who can't stand being watched while taking a piss."
"BECAUSE YOU'RE A GIRL! YOU GET TO PISS IN A PRIVATE PLACE!"
"AS IF I'D PISS ANYWHERE LIKE YOU DOUBLE-HEADS!"
"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!"
"Oh-oh-oh-oh-aw! Aw! Be gentle will ya?!"
"You pushed my buttons. You're getting punished."
"Madara---ahhh!!!"
"Neesh! You're not supposed to yell like that when you're in public."
"Eh?"
The young raven-haired boy continued to argue no more and focused on applying the final layers of bandages on the young girl's hand, his mind partly worrying about the injury and partly annoyed at how the girl could get herself into such misfortune.
"You got soft hands, (Y/n)," he said out of nowhere when he finished wrapping up her wound, his eyes averted to other directions.
A small blush became visible on the young girl's cheeks. This was the first time her Uchiha friend ever said something nice about her. Her mouth was slightly open and Madara had to push her chin up to close it. "Close your mouth. There are flies out here."
Her surprised expression turned into an annoyed one followed by a gesture of crossing her arms and looking the other way.
"Oh wait, give me your hand," Madara said as he pulled something out of his pocket.
"Mmm?" the girl turned her head back in confusion. Madara had a tiny object in his hands, looking like it's made of metal and the edges are a little crude to the touch.
"Give me your hand," Madara repeated.
The young girl held her injured hand out to him, wondering what he would do. He gently held her middle finger and put the metal on it. The tiny object was loose. He removed it and transferred it to her index finger but it was still not an exact fit. Removing it once again, he decided to put it in her thumb.
And her thumb was the perfect fit.
"There. That should make your soft hands more than just perfect," Madara stared at the tiny ring glimmering on her thumb. He was satisfied at the sight of it.
The girl frowned as she looked at her thumb adorned by the crude piece of metal. "Nani?! What is this for?!"
"That means you are now mine, (Y/n). You belong to me," Madara grinned. His signature smirk becoming evident on his face.
"That's not funny, you idiot!" (Y/n) blurted out, her face redder than before.
"Do I look like I'm joking? If you don't like it then just throw it away."
(Y/n) turned her head and her other hand gently touched the ring on her thumb. Somewhere in her heart told her that she wanted to keep it. Without a word, she tightened the ring on her thumb. And when she turned to Madara, she saw a face that held something else, a face that she never knew would take a long time before seeing it again.
...
"Get up."
...
"I said get the fuck up, bitch!"
A sharp blow on her head made her turn to the other side, her face falling flat on the cold floor and the chains that bound her wrists made a clanging sound.
Her eyes refused to open, refused to witness the inhumane and unjustly situation her master had put her in for miserably failing her last mission.
A whimper involuntarily escaped her being as her body shook due to the mixture of pain, cold and hunger she had gone through for more than two days now.
"Is that any way to greet your master properly? I told you to get up!" a boot landed on her chin, making her roughly fall on her back close to the wall behind her. Series of coughs made their way out of her throat, along with a thick amount of blood that dripped down the side of her bruised face.
"M-master..." the word came out of her mouth as if it was against her own will. Vile was evident in her tone as the master she had known, the man who took care of her for a decade, trained her to become the strongest assassin alive, and whom she had treated like a father, had turned out to be a vicious monster, a horrendous diabolic spawn from hell destined to rip her living flesh off from her soul.
A rough hand squeezed her jaws as her face was brought closer to him. Her eyes remained shut. She couldn't bear to look at his face for fear that her vision may dispel just by looking into the devil's eyes.
"Open your eyes."
She shook her head from side to side to free her jaws from his grip.
"You dare defy me?! I said open your fucking eyes!" another sharp blow made her snap her head to the side, more blood coming out of her mouth.
Her breathing heaved as she knelt on the cold floor, shivers making its way up her spine as she wore nothing on top but the loosely wrapped curtain she got from her last encounter with Madara. She felt something cold on her thighs, followed by the warm trickle of blood as her master started to cut the skin on her limbs in an agonizingly slow manner.
"Y-yamete!!!" she yelled, her voice echoing through the walls of the dark room. Tears welled up her eyes as she felt nothing but helplessness as of the moment.
If (Y/n) had opened her eyes, she would've seen the evil smirk that never left her master's face. She felt the blade leaving her legs, and a rough hand grabbed her wrist. Her master turned her hand around and noticed something peculiar on one of her fingers.
"What's this?" her master removed the ring from her little finger and threw it somewhere in the dark room. To this, her eyes shot open. "NOOO!!!" (Y/n) desperately crawled and spread her hands all over the floor, looking for the ring. Tears fell from her eyes as she desperately groped the dusty floor. The ring had stumbled not far from where she was looking for, her hands shaking as she gripped the metal object tightly into her fist, securing it with all her might, valuing it more than her life as of the moment.
Her master grabbed her by the neck and gripped it as he stood. "Is that... is that the reason you failed to kill your target? Huhhh?!!!" her master bellowed, tightening his grip on her neck even more. (Y/n) flailed her arms around, attempting to free herself from the iron grip that can dangerously crush her throat at any moment.
"Auck..."
"You ungrateful... Useless... Bitch..."
Tears began to stream down her eyes as she realized the biggest mistake she had made. If only she had listened to Madara, if only she had gone back with him, if only... if only... she had told him everything she wanted to say to him... This would've been avoided. Yet she chose to return to her master rather than listen to the words of the man she had loved all these years. And now death... Death is inevitable. It will be the end for her and she had never told Madara how much she loved him.
"I would not call her that if I were you."
(Y/n) choked on her tears as she heard a familiar voice in the midst of her agony. Her master's head turned slightly to the side, clicked his tongue as he was too caught up in the punishment of his assassin that he did not notice the presence of another person in the room.
He roughly dropped (Y/n) on the floor before turning to see a man in dark clothes with red armor over him.
"What?"
"I said, I would not call her that if I were you. There is no bitch around here."
"Uchiha... Madara!" her master gritted his teeth, his blood boiling with desire to behead the Uchiha.
"Oh I'm sorry, I was wrong. There is a bitch here. And that's you."
"She's my bitch, you Uchiha scum!"
"She's not a bitch... BECAUSE SHE'S MINE!!!" Madara hollered, his mangekyou sharingan activating and with one swift move, he disappeared from his spot, and reappeared in a split second in front of her master, instantly putting him under genjutsu and slicing his neck.
Madara gritted his teeth as the body collapsed in front of him. Nobody can dare mess with him. Even the gods knew better not to touch anything that belongs to him.
The next thing that (Y/n) saw was her master's head rolling on the floor, his eyes stricken with fear, as if attempting to register what would happen to him but wretchedly failed.
(Y/n) could only hold her breath as Madara unlocked the chains that bound her wrists and feet before he took off his armor to cover her and take her into his arms. Quickly but firmly, Madara took her out the godforsaken place that she used to call home.
She held onto him, tears streaming down her face as she could not believe that salvation would still be on her side that day.
"Madara..." her lips murmured as her vision started to blur. "I need to tell you something..."
He gently set her down, his hand cupping her face and his eyes looking at her as if he wanted to say something as well.
"I'm sorry Madara... I should've listened to you..." (Y/n) gripped the ring in her hand. She slowly held it out and with shaking hands, she tried to put it on her little finger once again. "I can still remember that day when you gave this to me."
Madara's lips curved into a small smile. He took her hand in his and gently rubbed a finger over the ring she wore. "I guess I haven't told you. That the day I gave this crude little trinket to you... was the day that..." Madara gulped, his mind racing and the words in his head jumbled that he had to struggle to put them back in order.
"What is it, Madara?"
He looked at her deeply into the eyes. "It was... the day I fell in love with you."
The words came out of his mouth like the purest and freshest of honey in the wild, like a thousand doves freed from captivity, and like a thousand sunrises and sunsets promising a beautiful ending and a wonderful beginning.
(Y/n) looked at him, her heart fluttering like a million butterflies at the dumbfounding confession of the legendary Uchiha. And to add to the beyond intense reverie intoxicating their consciousness, Madara captured her lips into a deep, passionate and loving kiss. A kiss, that they both had longed for. A kiss, that could make all the sugar in the world become tasteless. And a kiss, that told the deepest desires of their hearts without a single word being uttered.
Glory has dawned upon their universe that day for they have found home in each other's arms. It's not yet the end for them, but another splendid beginning for two souls who were always meant to be together.
~♥~
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