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The village was shrouded in darkness when she arrived. Dressed in a black, flowy cape, she was next to invisible to the human eye. Despite that, it did not take long for the voice to echo through the edge of the forest she stood by.
“Stay where you are! Any further movement will be punished by death. Identify yourself!” A young male voice said, clearly sensing her chakra.
“My name is y/n. I mean no harm. I have come to seek asylum in your village.” She responded, feet unmoving.
“Konoha welcomes many, but first, further investigation is necessary to see if you truly pose no danger to us. You may slowly enter, and we will escort you to the refugee quarters, where you will wait until further evaluation.”
“I will do as you wish, but it will not be needed if you let me speak to Hashirama.” Y/n said, stepping towards the gate.
“What? Ridiculous! You can’t just expect the hokage to accept an audience with a stranger.”
“We are no strangers. Do as you must, but I urge you to mention my name to him; it will make things easier for both of us.”
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Y/n sat at the refugee barracks, disarmed and waiting patiently. It was early in the morning, and the fatigue from her journey had decided to make its presence known.
“So she’s in here? Let’s go see her.” A warm male voice spoke from the other side of the door, followed by the sound of the lock.
Y/n felt an anxious knot in her belly. She faked her previous confidence at the gates with ease, and now it was time to see if she could collect the fruits of her labour. When the door opened, she turned to see a tall, brown-haired man with a kind face staring at her. There was no doubt about it; it was him. He’s grown, with scars on his body telling their own story. But there was no mistaking it; it was her old friend.
“Hashirama! You really are the Hokage! I am so glad to see you!” She could not contain her excitement.
As she hoped, he smiled back at her. “Y/n! I can’t believe this. After all these years, you’re here. Madara and I didn’t think we would ever see you again.”
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Y/n did not expect the plan to work, but it did. Hashirama, much to Tobirama’s dismay, did grant her the right to stay indefinitely and roam Konoha freely. She decided to stay above a small inn until something more permanent became available.
After their joyful reunion, Hashirama told her he would break the news of her arrival to Madara. He was positive that he, too, would be delighted to see her again.
Just as she finished her dinner at the inn, she heard someone call her name.
“Y/n?”
This voice was deeper, huskier. It must have instilled fear in many. But despite that, it somehow felt like home. She knew who it belonged to, instantly.
When she looked up from her bowl, she was greeted by a vision of a man, his obsidian gaze lay on her. She thought something twitched in it when she revealed her face fully.
“Madara! It’s so nice to see you again! I can’t believe all three of us are here in Konoha!” Y/n spoke, overjoyed.
It took Madara a bit too long to answer, like he too thought she was but an illusion that would disappear before he could even respond. Then, a small smile formed on his face
“I am glad to see you, too.”