I wasn’t going to post anything but I’ve been reading too many fics so…I just had to. Typed this out in a rush, so it’s short and kind of sweet??
He’d forgotten the thrill that came with this chase.
It didn’t happen often these days, but as Raijin broke into
a furious gallop, he could feel his blood pumping at an almost equally fast
“Madara-sama, please!” He glanced back to see Fugaku rushing
after him on his own horse, an unusually anxious look on the stoic man’s face. “The
“-is not going anywhere. I’ll deal with it when I’m back,”
Madara yelled back with a grin. “Or get Izuna to do it.” With that said, the
wild haired man disappeared into the forest, his form quickly lost among the
massive trees. Fugaku urged his horse to a slow stop, lifting a hand to his
face in defeat.
“But Izuna-sama is not in the castle…” he whispered,
shoulders shaking with the force of his frustration.