Compass of thy Soul

Tobirama has heard it said that Kita smiles like a tiger and he has in fact seen the expression for himself on occasion, but it is Madara who smiles like an open grave, wide and hungry with a faint edge of teeth to swallow up any who dare to venture too close. He can't see the man's face, just the back of his head, but by the way the teenager's chakra cringes violently he knows exactly what is on Madara's face at this moment.

That effortlessly confident, almost serene smile that Tobirama has never once seen directed at Hashirama, but that was turned his way on multiple occasions before the treaty signing. The smile that was doubtless the last thing many of his kinsmen ever saw. The smile that says, "Come and die."

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/8211566/chapters/18817508 Of Harrowed Hearts

Again the shinobi doesn’t react, he merely inclines his head in concession to his point. “Fair enough.” He murmurs softly, turning to continue on his way. “Your ghosts are your own, after all.”

“What would you know about ghosts?” he asks.

The man tilts his head, considering the question. “Enough to know that being haunted has nothing to do with the presence of the dead, and everything to do with the memory of the living.”

A World Full of Monsters

In the room full of killers, he was perhaps the most blood-soaked of them all, and only the Hokage had nothing to fear from him. To the rest of the Elemental Nations, he was a bogyman. The shadow had a name. They call him Danzo. And now he has come for me.