36 “My room.”
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"What's going on here?"
Daisuke looked back while Naka and Daiki's head snapped up. Kento stood near the entrance with a plate of food. His face crumpled in disgust.
"Ah! Kento san. How about you join-" Naka stopped mid-sentence when he noticed the person standing behind Kento.
"T-Tobirama sama?"
"Five seconds—To get the hell out of my sight," Tobirama snarled.
"B-but she-she's an Uchiha!" Naka trembled.
" One."
"but-"
" Two."
Within seconds, they ran out of the dungeon.
Kento placed the tray down and headed towards Yuki. He felt pity looking at her. She was curled up in a corner and kept trembling like a leaf. While reporting to Tobirama about her being awake, he learned that she's Uchiha Yuki, daughter of Uchiha Tajima. She wasn't exactly a Kunoichi but knew some Ninjutsu and was okay in taijutsu.
He covered her with his Haori. Though he didn't exactly like Uchiha's, he still felt that resorting to rape her was going too overboard. This young girl was of the same age as his younger sister. To think men would go this far...
Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, How exactly are we better than the Uchiha's?
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Yuki sat in the room's corner, her head between her knees as she curled up into a ball to warm herself. She took a bath to feel clean and to her surprise, some spare yukata were neatly placed in front of the mirror for her to wear. But with one problem though - they were men's yukata. Having no choice she wore it but it was too loose for her. She somehow tied and secured it such that it wouldn't slip off.
She kept shivering. The water was so cold that she felt her bone chill at its contact. She had packed a warming tonic in her supplies bag but was stripped off of her weapons, supplies... As well as her clothes by those hooligans back in the prison.
She shivered when the memories of the incident crossed her mind. Those men...their face...it was so scary. The extent of hatred that she saw in them shocked her. Yuki knew that the world outside of her home was quite an ugly place to live in. There's a 'real' world, outside of the illusion of security that she'd spent most of her life in.
'Hell is real...and it's here.'
She was in Tobirama's room. He had locked her up in here to 'protect' her in case someone decided to kill her. The room was large and clean with LOT'S of books and scrolls. She had tried to touch some items before, but couldn't. He had placed some kind of seals on everything in the room...even the items of furniture and the bed. So she had no choice but to rest on the floor.
'I hate him!'
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When he entered his room, it was around 10 pm. Hashirama still hadn't returned.
Tobirama let out a tired sigh, recalling the incident from before. If he had been even a few minutes late, then god knows how far those bastards would have gone. Even if she was a prisoner and an Uchiha, she's still the princess of her clan. Tainting her like this would break all hell loose. Any slight chance of a treaty with those Uchiha's would be lost. Not to mention Hashirama would never forgive him.
He never thought he could feel pity for an Uchiha. Back there in the prison, the girl looked so scared... As if she's seen a devil.
'Obviously, she's been living like a 'princess' all her life.'
He wanted to put her in the guest house with some strong guards, but then changed his mind and decided to keep her in his room till Aniki came back. After what he had witnessed, he couldn't exactly trust his men to not harm her. Her trembling wouldn't stop and she wouldn't move from that spot. In the end, he had to carry her all the way to his room. He had first decided to call some female helpers to help clean and cloth her but then decided not to. It was better if lesser people knew of her being held captive. Those who knew were men he and Hashirama trusted. If more people knew, they would gossip and the word would eventually reach the elders. That would be an entirely different pain in the ass to handle.
He placed his spare yukata and towels for her in case she decides to wash. Then left for the pile of paperwork that awaited him.
Thinking about the incident from before made him feel so disappointed. Naka and Daiki were amongst his trusted men. He was aware of the fact that some of his men were savage and thirsty. That's something he never judged or even cared to know of since that's their personal life. But to think they were desperately waiting for a female prisoner so that they could ravage her...That's disgusting. Even if he wanted to stop this, he knew he couldn't. Most of the men were young like him and had spent most of their life on battlefields. Death, hatred, and pain were their reality. With their raging hormones and frustration, they would seek any source of pleasure they could find—be it alcohol, bloodlust, or sex.
His eyes traveled towards the window, looking at the full moon that showered its light onto the otherwise dark room. He was tired and wanted to rest now.
A frown marked his face, noticing the girl curled up in the corner of his room again, Does she like the floor this much?
Then he remembered that he had placed seals on pretty much everything in his room. He undid the seal on his furniture, then picked her up and placed her on his bed.
"...."
He looked at the girl for a moment. She was sleeping so soundly, without a worry in the world that she's being held captive. Seems like the Uchiha's spoiled her.
He kept debating if he should sleep on the same bed as her.
What if she wakes up and feels uncomfortable sleeping beside a man? He remembered her trembling like a leaf back then.
'Maybe I should...'
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'No, why should I sleep on the floor?'
'It's my bed. She should be grateful I'm being this generous. If she's uncomfortable, she can sleep on the floor. '
He laid down on the bed with his back turned to her. After a few minutes of not being able to sleep, he just turned towards her. The more his eyes lingered on her, the more he felt like he shouldn't be here with her. This proximity felt strange to him since he preferred to sleep alone.
'When will Aniki get back?'
He wanted to lead a search team, but that would spoil everything. Hashirama had made him promise he wouldn't do that. This entire matter was supposed to be a secret from the elders. Only some trusted men could know about this. Which is why he's keeping her in his room for now. But he knew people might still know about him keeping a woman in his chamber.
'If anyone by any chance asks me about her, then what should I say?' His eyes landed on her dark, shiny locks. Slowly, his hand reached out to play with few strands of her hair. The more he looked at her, the more he felt she looked nothing like her brothers. Her features matched that of an Uchiha but... She didn't feel like them at all.
'Maybe she took after her mother.'
She had a strange innocence to her, which confused him since he knew Uchiha's were anything but innocent. Even though she had the Sharingan, he couldn't feel the bloodlust, the hatred, the drive for revenge from her. There was something different about her.
Just when he was busy wondering about her, the girl shifted to her side, facing him.
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'She's quite apt in seducing men.'
He turned to rest on his back, fixing his eyes on the wooden ceiling above. When she turned towards him, her attire had opened up to reveal the plunging neckline and her chest. He felt foolish for forgetting it was his yukata. Of course, it will be loose on her.
He wondered again if he should consider the advice of the elders regarding a wife. If he's finding a female Uchiha this attractive, then it means it's prime time he does something to control his hormones.
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"ngh..."
His eyes shifted to her face. She was crying in her sleep.
'Nightmare, huh?'
"Stop...do...don't..." she mumbled in her sleep.
He let out a sigh. Turns out she's not that different from his Aniki in this aspect. Both sleep talk. He remembered all the times Hashirama hadn't let him sleep on missions with his loud snoring and mumbling. Often his snoring was enough for them to get discovered while in hiding.
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After a few minutes of silence, it looked like she stopped mumbling and Tobirama finally felt his long-awaited sleep kick in.
"NO!"
"What the hell?" He jumped up, glaring at her. "Hey! Shut up!" He shouted. It didn't matter if she wakes up. He needs his sleep.
But the girl had an amazing talent of sleeping like a log.
"...." He exhaled and fell back onto his bed, trying to sleep.
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"Nii..san....it hurts...ngh..."
Tobirama clenched his teeth. Annoyed, wondering if he should throw her back in the dungeon.
'Nii-san? Why is she crying if she's dreaming of them?'
Maybe they too beat the hell out of this brat. That should explains the crying.
He smirked, imagining the Uchiha's beating each other up.
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"AHH!" She let out a scream and rolled out of bed.
*Thudd*
Nice.He sighed. It's decided. I will not get any sleep tonight.
He got up to look at her. The girl stayed on the floor, rolled onto her side, and curled into a fetal position "Hey! what's wrong with you?"
She looked up and her eyes widened in shock "D-don't T-Touch me!"
"Okay. I won't."
"S-Stay away from me!"
"That I can't."
"STAY AWAY!" She screamed.
"...You sure?" He didn't mind throwing her back in the prison as long as she's fine with it.
"Get out of my room!" She crawled back till her head hit the wall.
"It's my room." He replied nonchalantly. She looked so scared, he wondered for a moment how bad those guards were to her.
She looked up at him in confusion before realization of her situation dawned on her.
"..."
"I don't mind whether you sleep on the floor or my bed. Just don't disturb my sleep." Tobirama sighed.
"What do you want from me Senju?"
"For now, you could keep that mouth shut." He snapped. He didn't want to deal with her anymore.
"Why did you kidnap me? For what?"
"From you—Nothing. From your clan—negotiation." He put it as simply as he could before he laid back on the bed.
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After a few minutes, he felt her climb onto his bed.
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Author's Note : Should I continue this story here?
