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Silence. Nothing but a sheer silence was surrounding him. A quiet howling of the wind was pierodically piercing through that stillness, only to fade into nothingness again.

Nothing. It's been five weeks filled with nothing. That word has been annoyingly ringing in his head with intervals of a various intensity. What happened? Why are they gone? Why there are no traces at all?

"Are you okay, Hashirama?" a familiar voice brought him back to the reality. A dark haired man sat beside the Senju on the ground. "Getting depressed won't help us with finding them faster. I need you. Focused."

Hashirama looked up at a cloudless sky. Stars were shimmering with a distant yet warm light as if they were encouraging them to keep going. He sighed softly and positioned himself closer to Madara. "Please tell me that you've found something."

The wind started to howl again, preventing the Uchiha from answering. When the silence took the reign again, Madara responded. "Nothing"

Nothing. Again. Tobirama and Izuna disappeared five weeks ago. Turned into nothing.

They sat for a some time in silence, listening to its immensity. The atmosphere of helplessness and lack of progress was killing him. Funny, the two most powerful shinobi in the world were helpless against the situation they found themselves in. Their brothers disappeared without a trace, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Hashirama turned his head towards his companion. In all this madness, he was glad to have Madara by his side. He smiled slightly to himself.
"Can I hold your hand?" Senju asked "Please."

Madara looked at him slightly embarassed at first, but then slowly smiled. He took Hashirama's hand in his and stroked it lightly.
"If it's to get your fighting spirit back, I'll even get myself tortured".

Senju chuckled. "If you say so..".

The silence combined with the warmth of the Uchiha's hand caused him to enjoy a longed-for moment of relief, so much needed after the last hard weeks. He closed his eyes for a moment to prolong this experience.

BAM!

A sudden flash of light mercilessly snapped them both out of their peaceful moment. They jumped to their feet and grabbed the weapons.

"Have you seen that?!" unintentionally shouted Hashirama "What was that?"

Madara activated his Sharingan and started moving forward "Finally, it's something. Not nothing". A thrill echoed in his voice.

"Let's go" Hashirama commanded and they both rushed towards the unknown.

Maybe. Finally? Nothing turning into something.

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Silence. Nothing but a sheer silence was surrounding him. A quiet howling of the wind was pierodically piercing through that stillness, only to fade into nothingness again.

Nothing. It's been five weeks filled with nothing. That word has been annoyingly ringing in his head with intervals of a various intensity. What happened? Why are they gone? Why there are no traces at all?

"Are you okay, Hashirama?" a familiar voice brought him back to the reality. A dark haired man sat beside the Senju on the ground. "Getting depressed won't help us with finding them faster. I need you. Focused."

Hashirama looked up at a cloudless sky. Stars were shimmering with a distant yet warm light as if they were encouraging them to keep going. He sighed softly and positioned himself closer to Madara. "Please tell me that you've found something."

The wind started to howl again, preventing the Uchiha from answering. When the silence took the reign again, Madara responded. "Nothing"

Nothing. Again. Tobirama and Izuna disappeared five weeks ago. Turned into nothing.

They sat for a some time in silence, listening to its immensity. The atmosphere of helplessness and lack of progress was killing him. Funny, the two most powerful shinobi in the world were helpless against the situation they found themselves in. Their brothers disappeared without a trace, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Hashirama turned his head towards his companion. In all this madness, he was glad to have Madara by his side. He smiled slightly to himself.
"Can I hold your hand?" Senju asked "Please."

Madara looked at him slightly embarassed at first, but then slowly smiled. He took Hashirama's hand in his and stroked it lightly.
"If it's to get your fighting spirit back, I'll even get myself tortured".

Senju chuckled. "If you say so..".

The silence combined with the warmth of the Uchiha's hand caused him to enjoy a longed-for moment of relief, so much needed after the last hard weeks. He closed his eyes for a moment to prolong this experience.

BAM!

A sudden flash of light mercilessly snapped them both out of their peaceful moment. They jumped to their feet and grabbed the weapons.

"Have you seen that?!" unintentionally shouted Hashirama "What was that?"

Madara activated his Sharingan and started moving forward "Finally, it's something. Not nothing". A thrill echoed in his voice.

"Let's go" Hashirama commanded and they both rushed towards the unknown.

Maybe. Finally? Nothing turning into something.