uououi7879

[uououi7879]

Admiration.

You want to save a man who does not want to be saved.

Pairing: Uchiha Madara x reader

"Don't move."

Your eyes are fixated on his back.

"Uchiha Madara."

That name stumbled from your mouth without much thought when you saw him walking away, his back facing you.

You had grown to trust that back, those broad shoulders covered by a mane of a hair but here you are pointing your weapon at the same back you once swore to look after.

"You violated the treaty. You know what that means.", you say almost in a whisper. You wanted to sound tough but your body is not in sync with your intentions.

"I know." A pause.

"But the place needs a change.I need to change it."

"Even if it means war."

Your heart sinks as the words roll out of his tongue.

He never lies. That's the problem with him.

You know which is why right now you wish he were a liar because if this is what he really thinks, you cannot change his mind.

He is Madara Uchiha. You can kill him but he will stand for what he believes.

You want to scream at him. Tell him this is only going to hurt everyone and if not everyone, he will definitely not come out unscathed. You want to knock some sense into him. But you can't.

You can't save someone who does not want to be saved.

And Because you know your place.You are just another Shinobi he knows.

You can't make a difference.

It hurts but it's true. All your life you have admired him, watched him from the sidelines as he would leave and return from war. The clan leader, the prodigy, the achiever.

The closest you got to him was when you handed him a baked potato you were munching on when you stumbled upon him near the fountain. You may or may not have been stalking him. But he probably forgot. Why would he remember you? You are the very definition of ordinary.

He never looked at you but all you saw was him.

And when he finally did now you are stuck against one another. Fighting the same battle from different sidelines.

It hurt more than you thought. To not be able to stand by his side even until the very end till one of you stops breathing. You wanted to stand equal with him, admire him up close and perhaps if luck favoured it,

You wanted to love him. Freely for once. Not from the shadows. Not while hiding at the corners of the training grounds.

But here you are with your weapon pointing his way. Hoping desparately, you were not in this place, this time, this situation. You never thought you would hate being near him so much.

His back is wide, strong....but he looks alone. But he doesn't seem to mind it.

He needs help you know it but there is nothing you can help him with.

You want to cry, you want to disappear.

You'd rather he'd just kill you. Than being in different sidelines. Than being against each other's interest.

So you throw yourself into his attack range. Without any defence, with a stupid weapon just for show.

The next thing you know is a sharp pain in your neck and pitch darkness.

You lose your consciousness.You never thought you would one day be thankful to lose early in battle but here you are.Now at least you will not have to fight him.

Apparently Madara had hit a pressure point.

Madara stands there supporting your body with a single hand and he pulls you and picks you up. He examines your face and notices your wet cheeks and puffy eyes.

He smiles.

He knows this face.

"Not yet, baked potato."