A/N: … so… I actually forgot about this ‘verse? Aaand… I also don’t remember what I had planned, either…
Which I guess just makes this a free for all for me?
Yeah, okay, let’s do this.
Curiosity Kills (Satisfaction Guaranteed), 3/? (2017-12-07)
Tobirama is used to having eyes on him. His appearance, when he was younger, until he could rightly earn those looks because of his abilities. The Senju’s second strongest son.
And then, after Hashirama’s death, the strongest. The Hokage.
Yes, Tobirama is used to having people’s attention–negative more than positive–and while he might never handle it as well as Hashirama did, at least he could walk tall with his head held high.
Or, at least, he used to.
Now he slinks under everyone’s gaze, ashamed at being seen so. At the fuss everyone is making over him, over mistaken sorrow–an embarrassing tale for his students to hold over him later.
“Kitty!” a high voice calls out, before Tobirama is roughly grabbed, his legs pinned to his body, awkward, bordering on painful.
Still, he does not unsheathe his claws.
“Tsunade-chan, sweetheart, put him down,” Mito says–her voice he would recognize anywhere, thick with grief as it may be. Not as if it’s the first time, anyway.
Thankfully, Tobirama is let go–somewhat reluctantly dropped–and so he indulges his brother’s granddaughter the lingering pets.
To his surprise, Mito drops to her knees–ceremony and age be damned–and runs her own hand over his head. “Oh, Tobirama,” his best friend sighs, a familiar refrain.
For a moment, he thinks everything will be okay.
Then she starts to cry.
(There is no changing back.
As far as everyone knows, he is dead.
That may as well be true.)
He is free to come and go, the guards letting him through with fond if subdued smiles–never mind that he doesn’t need permission, chakra still keyed to the gates– but he doesn’t go far.
Tobirama walks the streets of Konoha, patrolling, protective, even if he can no longer be Hokage. This is still his brother’s village. His village, too, and even in this cursed existence he will defend her to the death.
How lucky that it appears he can do so multiple times.
Outside the Senju compound, quiet and constant, everything is in flux.
They are at war still, of course, but more than that there is internal controversy. The people have lost their leader: while field promotions may hold for the ranks of soldiers, the council is reluctant to hand leadership over to a teenager.
On top of that, there is dissension in his team–damned politics muddling his straightforward decision with talks of candidacies and clan support.
Inside the Senju compound he is a reminder of a respected relative lost.
Outside, he is a critical pawn in his own succession.
A/N: … didn’t get to Team Tobirama just yet, sorry, but this seemed like a good place to end part 3 even if I did cop out the whole “he can’t change back” thing.
I mean, that is the premise anyway, so going through the story of how he tries and fails would just be redundant.
~FICTIONAL POLITICS ARE THE BEST POLITICS~
(Also, Ask Box Advent Calendar is on!)