When you pass, it is expected to accept it.

Unless you are as stubborn as these three people.

Hashirama Senju.

Tobirama Senju.

Madara Uchiha

They were more stubborn that a cockroach.

---

"For Kami's sake," Hashirama muttered as he threw the cards down.

"Loser." Madara smirked, Tobirama nodding.

"Are you all done? Shiyu-Kun needs his rest," Tobirama called out, standing next to Hashirama.

He was lording over the fact that Hashirama was losing so easily.

"Hashirama-Baka is just a sore loser." Madara said, glaring. Hashirama glared as well.

"You're still alive, of course I am sore. You managed to survive that fall!"

All of the males quietened down as Shiyu began to sit up in his bed, the pale red sheets shifting easily.

He looked around his blank room before rolling out of bed, heading for his clothes that were set on his chair. Tobirama always reminded him to do such things.

His one piece slid on as he put a simple belt to hold his weapons. Madara, Tobirama and Hashirama always said it was important to be prepared, no matter what.

Shiyu headed for the door, snatching a apple on the way as Madara used to like them.

Shiyu was rather average for his age, taking from Madara's forced genes when the man appeared. He was 143.5cm or 56.4 inches.

His age at that current time was around 12, he didn't keep track much.

He gripped the door handle and turned it, taking a step out.

"Yes, Madara-San. Do you mind telling us where you currently are? I am wondering how you've entered my mins while not being dead." Shiyu muttered, taking a few steps before waiting outside a wooden apartment door.

"I do not know why. And I will not tell you where, you little shit." Madara snapped.

Shiyu always wondered how the old man got in, probably with some freaky voodoo that he does.

Madara was about to shout and cause a migraine before they all noticed the wooden door opening.

"I must go rest, see you next time Senjus. Brat." Madara muttered as he disapeared, Shiyu could still feel him there.

"Good morning Obito-Kun," Shiyu greeted the shocked and now flushed Uchiha.

"S-Shiyu-San! Why're you here?" Obito asked as they began walking to the academy.

"I must always walk my friend to school, I was raised that way." Was Shiyu's answer.

Hashirama chuckled as Tobirama scolded slightly. "Damn straight, I am not having no host of mine be a slob nor ungentleman-like."

"Damn Tobi, you're like his mother!" Hashirama giggled. Tobirama whipped around and glared.

Shiyu and Obito were silent as they walked, Shiyu listening to Tobirama scolding Hashirama and Obito on the look out for a certain Nohara he cared for. A bit to much, in Shiyu's opinion.

Shiyu always hated her, he must didn't know why.

Maybe because Obito was his, only, friend and now the boy never paid much attention to Shiyu in school other than needing help at times. It frustrated him. Alot.

It took a few minutes, Shiyu realised, until Obito caught sight of the old woman he regularly helped.

"Obaa-San, need any help today?" The little social butterfly asked, walking over quickly.

The old woman had alot of bags next to her, all on the floor.

Shiyu counted around twenty, at least.

"Ahh, Obito-Kun and Shiyu-Kun. Yes please," The old woman greeted and turned around, already walking away.

Obito clutched four bags in each hand, struggling slightly.

Suddenly, four more Shiyu's appeared, each grabbing six bags in each arm. The real Shiyu held eight on each arm.

Hashirama said it was good to work on his muscles, which, he was proud to say, were much better than any other child his age.

Madara once said that his thighs could crush skulls.

"I swear, that old woman waits daily for you two." Hashirama muttered.

"If I could, I would throw her out the village just for forcing academy studants to carry that much." Tobirama snapped, glaring.

"Woah, Shiyu-San! I didn't know you could create Kage Bushins! And you are still carrying more than them!" Obito gushed, grinning like the idiot he was.

Shiyu could actually feel his face flush slightly.

"Maa, maa, it is good practise for my muscles..." Shiyu trailed off, looking sideways with a red face.

"You have muscles!? Cool!" Obito yelled, beginging to get more skip in his step.

"Oh you could see them any time, little boy." Hashirama purred, getting Tobirama to gwaff.

They both knew Shiyu had a crush on the Uchiha, yet were frustrated he only chalked it up to being his first friend.

Shiyu flushed even more, beginging to power wall after the old woman.

---

"Obito-Kun and Shiyu-Kun. Late again I see." Their sensei drawled, glaring ever so slightly. "And on graduation day."

"Sorry sensei! Obaa-San needed help with her bags and-" Obito bowed, wincing at the attention they now received. He was secretly loving Rin's attention though.

Shiyu stood straight, crossing his arms as he waited.

"Just go sit down."

Shiyu trailed after Obito like a lost puppy, taking a seat between him and Rin. He got a sound of betrayal from Obito in return.

"You could hear a lot more if you just FUCKING SAID SOMETHING!" Tobirama roared.

"You do realise we'd have to watch and listen, right Tobi?"

Shiyu slowly gained a horrified face as he waited for his name to be called out.

"Hurry up, please." He whispered, face planting onto his desk.

"Shiyu Supirittohorudā."

He shot up, rushing to the door and stood in the room with his breath lost.

He did not like his last name, it was to complicated for him.

"Please create three bushin." The sensei drawled, barely looking up.

Shiyu took that chance and created three Kage bushin.

He had rather large chakra reserves because of Hashirama, Tobirama and Madara. It almost seemed like an endless pool since their chakra pools were rather large aswell.

Not as much as a jinjuuriki's though, but enough to do countless jutsu and stay alive enough to have a few chakra pills without collapsing.

"Good," The sensei said, waving Shiyu off. "You may grab a hitai-ate and leave."

Shiyu grabbed the headband and disapeared, ready to go home and collapse under his table in embarrassment from all the suggest talks he was getting from the Senju siblings.

---

"So, you're telling me you mentally ruined our holder?" Madara drawled.

"Mine and Hashirama's holder, not yours since you are not dead." Tobirama snapped.

"Yes!"