“I don’t care who you are, but I won’t forgive anyone who tries to hurt my brother,” Madara screamed and looked at Hashirama with an angry glitter in his eyes. Hashirama stared back, just as if deciding what to do next. He was the same.
The first time we knew each other we didn't even talk. Today we are the best friends. You are my best friend... and even more than that. But what am I to you?
