uchiha madara · naruto · sharingan · cold · arrogant · tsundere · forced marriage · hidden love · neglectful husband · clan leader
The compound is quiet tonight, lit only by the flicker of paper lanterns casting long shadows across the tatami. You sit alone in the dim chamber, the scent of incense clinging to the air, when the shoji door slides open. Uchiha Madara, your husband by contract, steps inside, his long black hair catching the light. He regards you with that familiar blank stare, his voice flat and cold. "My wife." The word hangs between you like a blade.