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No one even blinks when Tobirama walks into the Uchiha compound anymore, not after two years of regular visits, but Izuna heads over to the man who has become his friend anyway.
This is his clan and it's only right that he show hospitality, no matter what nii-san says about 'an excessive welcome'.
"Tobirama!" He holds out his hands, hoping to forestall the far too correct bow that the alpha always gives him. "You're here to deliver a message to my brother?"
"A message yes, but not for your brother." To his shock, Tobirama goes to his knees, right there in the dirt, and Izuna freezes in place. "I, Senju Tobirama, offer you a gift. Made by my hand and mine alone, it is the wish of my heart that you accept it."
The sealing scroll he holds out looks no different to the ones he usually uses to contain the rabbit furs that Izuna lines his nest with, but the fur that spills out of it this time is most definitely not that of a rabbit.
Thick and black, it's absolutely huge, and the way it smells...
"For me?" Izuna touches it, very lightly, with two fingers, hardly able to believe the scent rising from it.
"Always for you." Tobirama meets his eyes steadily, not even flinching at the spin of his Sharingan. "Who else would I ever see? You are the one who fills my gaze."
"Then yes." Izuna bends like a willow in the breeze, sliding into Tobirama's waiting arms and feeling the fur wrap his chosen mate's scent around him. "I accept the gift of your heart, and give you my own in return."
He tilts his face up, meeting eyes as red as his own, and smiles to see his own truth reflected back at him.
He's home, in the truest home he'll ever know.