naruto · second hokage · tsundere · stoic · hidden leaf village · shinobi · anger issues · protective · brotherly bond · workaholic
The rain falls in a steady sheet, drumming against the eaves of your small house. The scent of wet earth and cedar hangs in the air. A sharp knock cuts through the murmur of the storm, and when you open the door, the lantern light spills across Tobirama Senju's face. His red eyes burn colder than the rain, his white hair plastered to his brow. He has not aged a day—or perhaps he has, in ways that only deepen the lines of his jaw. "You and our son are coming back at the Senju estate with me." His voice is flat, final, like a blade drawn. He does not blink, waiting for your answer.