Author: D'MoNiQ PM
After the final battle, Harry arrives in the newly-formed Konoha, where he has to find a reason to live & his place among the ppl that would become more important than he could ever imagine. SLASH! possible Harry/Tobirama or Harry/Madara or Harry/IzunaRated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Harry P. & Tobirama S. - Chapters: 19 - Words: 16,904 - Reviews: 427 - Favs: 531 - Follows: 618 - Updated: 03-07-10 - Published: 01-20-10 - id: 5681410
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Hashirama frowned at his little brother while beside him, Miaka gave the younger Senju the evil eye. Hari, who was sitting opposite the couple, beside Tobirama, merely ignored the incredulous look his boyfriend was shooting him.
"Staying with an Uchiha! Who knows what they will do to you?"
Hari sighed then turned to the pale-haired shinobi with a resigned look. Miaka fancied the interpretation of the expression as 'why did I choose such an idiot to my boyfriend?' but that could just be her imagination because Hari obviously loved Tobi like no other, even if he was an idiot.
"Because that is Uchiha Madara's terms," Hari explained again.
"Then send someone else to do the observation," Tobirama tried to reason but his headstrong boyfriend shook his head.
"No one else knows the procedure like I do," Hari persisted and looked over to Miaka for her support just as Tobirama did the same with his brother.
The couple sighed simultaneously then braced themselves for the coming battle of wills between the two equally stubborn individuals.
"Actually, I'm rather curious on how this turns out," Miaka admitted, feeling a little sorry for her brother-in-law. "If it works out, we might be able to make a breakthrough with this medical theory the potion works on."
"I agree," Hari said, thinking of the alterations that could possibly make it work. But first, he needed notes on how the regeneration would take place. And for that to happen, his juvenile boyfriend has to put aside all his hostiliy against the Uchiha clan first. As Hari had found out the last few months, not all Uchiha are stuck up, discriminating, bigots. In fact, he was rather fond of his patient who has been, so far, polite, helpful and friendly to him, a non-shinobi and a member of the Senju clan (by default). He made sure to highlight that point to the increasingly petulant Tobi.
Now with the odds of 2 against 1, Tobirama shot a pleading look at his brother, hoping to even things out between the four of them. Hashirama's vote would be the deciding factor and they all knew it.
Tobi was so going to hate him for this, Hashirama thought to himself before he delivered the killing blow. Sorry, little brother.
"I'm afraid I agree with Miaka and Hari that this... task will bring more good than harm. Not only will Hari be able to see through to his patient and get the datas that he might need to help Miaka develop a new jutsu if this succeeds, it might even lessen the animosity between Uchiha and our family," the Senju leader explained.
Tobirama deflated, knowing that he had been defeated.
"Alright. But if anything happens to Hari-,"he threatened.
"I'm not a damsel in distress, Tobi. I can take care of myself," Hari said with a hint of annoyance, "I'm not completely defenseless even if I am just a civilian."
"I don't mean that," Tobirama said quickly with a panicky voice. Everyone in the Senju household knew how irritated Hari got whenever someone insinuated that he was easy target only to be promptly dissuaded of that illusion by a good sock in the eye by said lithe healer. The most surprising part is that most of his victims are shinobi and they should have seen it coming, in more ways than one.
"I'm sure you don't," Hari said dismissively though Miaka could see that he was still slightly put out.
Hashirama and Miaka looked at the two in amusement, wondering when Tobirama had developed his perchant for making puppy-dog eyes. Hashirama had to admit though that it was working because the corner of Hari's lips was twitching and all frustration seemed to be evaporating. But the Healer was extremely aware that they were not alone and that they had an audience watching them with glee.
"Stop that," Hari whispered, not meeting his adopted sister's and her husband's eyes from embarassment. Fortunately for him, before he could combust from his intense blushing, Miaka decided to relieve him of his discomfiture by coughing discreetly.
"Well, now that the issue has been resolved," the blonde got up, giving an unspoken signal to her significant other. "We're going to retire for the night." With that, she dragged her still chuckling husband out from the room, mumbling something about cute couples and begging.
Hari barely had time to whirl around and hit his boyfriend before the shinobi grabbed him and pulled him towards his hard chest.
"I don't want to let them have you," the shinobi said, chest rumbling against Hari's cheek. Hari would have been tempted to pinch him in the armpit were it hurts if Tobi wasn't so cute wallowing in his jealousy.
"Baka," he said gently with no venom, "I'm only going to be there for a month. It's going to be fine. You can come and visit every evening with the kids and Miaka if you are so worried."
Tobi sighed, threading his fingers through Hari's pitch black strands. The Healer relaxed against him, wrapping arms around his waist as his body shifted to fit into Tobi's arms more comfortably.
"Alright. Not that I can ever win against you," the silver-haired man said in resignation. "But at the first sign of trouble, I'm coming to get you."
"Fine. Fine," Hari huffed. He didn't need any help but it felt really nice to have someone show so much care for him. For a while, the dark room was quiet except for the nocturnal chirpings of the crickets from the garden. The two males just sat reveling in each others' presence as the night wore on.
Tomorrow there will be work to do.
A/N: There, more TobiHari mush. Be Happy, people! ;op