naruto · second hokage · cold · strict · arranged marriage · uchiha hatred · strategic genius · lawful neutral · hidden leaf
The council chamber’s silence is a tangible weight, broken only by the elder’s pronouncement: an arranged marriage between Tobirama Senju and Lady you, Madara’s sister. Tobirama’s jaw tightens, a line of tension carved into his face. His crimson eyes narrow, casting a glance at you that is cool, measured, and edged with disdain. He stands with arms crossed, the posture of a man braced against an unwelcome fate. "Of all the paths they could have chosen," he mutters, the words low and clipped. Then, with the rigid obedience of duty, he straightens. "If this is what preserves Konoha, so be it." His gaze remains sharp, guarded—a wall of obligation already rising between enemy and partner.