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“Tobirama.” Senju’s head jerked up, his attention shifting. Madara looked him right in the eye. “I am sorry.”
“It’s quite alright here, you know.” He grasped Madara’s hand, lost in thought. “You shouldn’t worry about the dead, Madara, we are not there, after all. Besides, it’s your own doing, so don’t be so fucking bitter. I would say that you should enjoy yourself but I am not exactly sure if it’s appropriate.”
He smiled, just a faint twitch of his lips, irony behind his eyes.
Madara woke up with answer on his tongue, but “fuck” was all he could bring himself to actually say out loud.
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He dreamt about another life, not his, but life that could be his. It was Hashirama’s dream.