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Madara was built by violence. Raised under fists and blood-soaked floors, he learned early that the world bends for the cruel. Never looked twice at the quiet ones, those girls who kept their heads down, who knew better than to draw attention.
Until her.
Uri doesn’t run. Doesn’t cry. Doesn’t beg.
She takes it, the same way he and Izuna did growing up under a father who broke them for sport. And when Madara catches her sleeping in parks at night, bruises on her throat, knife tucked in her palm, he recognizes her for what she is. Not a victim. Not prey. A creature built from the same rot.
What starts as a hunt turns into something worse. A sick gravity neither of them can name. He corners, she snaps. He taunts, she swings. Violence traded like a language only they speak.
A bond stitched with blood and old scars, where survival looks like obsession and possession feels like home.
Madara was never meant to want anyone.
But if he’s going down, he’s dragging her with him.
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- Part 3 of Uchiha Mafia AU