Mi Ho pov:

"I'm actually kind of surprised that I wasn't given chores today." I commented as I helped Aimi prepare food for Madara. "Well, Madara sama and Izuna sama are very generous so they have given you a break."

I rolled my eyes. Aimi was so naive. She was the kind of person who believed that anything white was milk. She couldn't tell the difference between good or bad people. Well, its not that Madara is bad, but he wasn't a very nice person. And I don't really know why I didn't have any chores today. I had been free all day and I was so bored that I decided to help Aimi....even though she was preparing lunch for Madara.

The marriage between him and Aimi was really serious. Just as Tajima san had wanted, I had stayed away from Madara as much as possible and Aimi had to spend time with him as much as possible. I did occasionally run into him in the hallways, but he would pass by like I didn't even exist. And he always looked annoyed when I saw him. I was used to seeing him with a constant scowl ever since I first met him, but his expression now was more....intense. He was always irritated and he yelled at all of his clansmen more often now.

I guess he really didn't like the idea of getting married to Aimi. Well, maybe not Aimi in particular, but I guess he didn't like the thought of getting married itself.

Besides that, I cant deny that I did sort of miss annoying him. I had tried bugging Izuna but he was the type to brush it off and walk away leaving me standing dumbfound. He didn't get annoyed or irritated and so I had no one to actually talk to. Madara was usually the one to yell at me and then I would talk back and we would go to a full blown bicker until Izuna intervened and stopped us. But now since I had to keep my distance, the Uchiha compound was really boring.

"Man....I'm so bored today...." I mumbled. I was packing rice into a bowl which was a part of Madara's meal. I placed it on the tray which had an assortment of different foods and my stomach growled. The food looked really delicious but since I wasn't an Uchiha, I was restricted to having much simpler and probably a little lower quality food. I was kind of grouped with the lower class families of the Uchiha....you know, the ones who didn't live in the main house.

Aimi giggled. "You're bored? Because you don't have chores?" "As strange as it sounds, I cant deny that. I mean, I'm worked like a donkey since the past two weeks and suddenly I have no work to do....that is something to get bored about." I sighed and placed a second bowl of rice on his tray. "But ni matter, I have another dance performance to do after lunch." I said and she perked up. "Oh! So you'll be doing something,similar to what we saw that day?"

I nodded. "Yeah I guess so. But for a different song. And the dance steps are different too." Aimi hummed out a response and soon we were done getting his food ready. She gave a bow and excused herself as she left to give him his food. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. It was hard to believe, but somehow, I was hoping that I could give Madara his lunch. It had been so long since he actually noticed my existence here and well, his company had become so....natural, that I actually missed it.

Well, its not that he didn't notice me, its just that he pretended not to. He knew about my ability to hear thoughts and that it was sealed off because Izuna had told him when we had a private meeting. Even during that time, he had watched me with a glare and left with a scoff. That was a pretty rude reaction, but Madara is Madara. Cant do anything about his haughty personality now can we?

Besides that, the seal didn't hurt anymore. Just as Izuna had said, it burned for a few hours and the pain was gone when I woke up the next morning. Thankfully, having this seal didn't seem to lower my everyday energy level. Only thing is that I couldn't used my mind reading ability even if I tried to.

Tajima san, Madara and Izuna had tested my mind reading ability once. It was done in secret without any other of the clan members knowing. They had temporarily 'unlocked' the seal and they had made me read their minds. They actually weren't very happy when they figured out how easy it was for me to hear people's thoughts. They were glad that my ability had been sealed but they said that they expected me to use it when they needed Intel about the enemy. Especially during particular interrogations when the enemy refused to talk even after much violent persuasion.

I had done it once to one of the people who were captured. Even though I knew what things security forces did to make someone talk, I had never seen one for myself. And let me tell you, I wasn't pleasant. The guy was literally bleeding from his nose and he was coughing up blood. And even though he had gone through so much, he still refused to talk. That's when Madara had called for me.

They had temporarily allowed me to use my ability and I had given them information about his clan and what they were planning to do next against the Uchihas. I didn't want to do this because i wasn't from this world. And it obviously meant that because of my unique and unheard of ability, I was going to be responsible for upsetting the balance of this world. But Madara and Izuna made sure that I couldn't refuse what they asked me to do.

"Okay, I'm done." I said and turned to aimi. She placed the last bit of food on the tray and gave me a bow. I watched her a she left the kitchen. Since the announcement of the wedding, she was wearing silk kimonos and she had learnt to be more graceful in everything that she did. I shook my head with a soft chuckle. Getting married could really change a person huh?

I too left the kitchen and headed to the usual room. Food had already been brought for me and I sat down while folding my legs. I looked at the slightly cool food and sighed. I was stuck eating this while everyone else in this room got royal food. This was so unfair....really. I shook my head and began to eat. I had a dance recording in about an hour so I needed to replenish my energy level for it.

About an hour after I had finished lunch, I looked at the clock on the wall. Surprisingly, time here and time in my world seemed to progress equally. It was 3:30 and the recording was at 4:00. It was the right time to stretch out my body before I danced so I left the common room with my guards following and to the room where my bag was kept.

The room was a storage room, but there weren't many things kept there. So there was enough place to do a bit of stretching. I got out a mat from a cupboard and laid it on the ground. I sat down and took a deep breath before doing some stretches.

It was kinda sad actually. I had been doing just chores here and I had lost my flexibility. It was so easy for me to touch ny toes when my legs were extended in front but now my thighs and my back were feeling a slightly painful stretch. And bending sideways, I couldn't get my head to touch my knees anymore! And I could even make out that I had put on at least two pounds of weight.

I sighed as I finished my stretches and stood up. I would have to find some way to make Madara let me do my workout and not just chores. But knowing him, I wonder how much convincing power I would need. Just thinking about it was stressful.

I took my bag from the cupboard and turned to my guards. "Could you guys step out for a minute? I'll just change into my dance clothes." They nodded and stepped out. I locked the door so that none of them would be peeping tom's and I dressed into black shorts, a short white top and a black single button vest over that. I put on golden stilettos and tied my hair up into a side ponytail. I applied some mascara and lipstick and put the rest of the stuff back into my bag.

I unlocked the door and stepped out. I looked at my guards and they had stiffened. They looked at me from bottom to top and clenched their fists tightly. I rolled my eyes. They were probably not used to seeing women with shorts. I shook my head and walked towards the gathering room. People who I passed by, gave me either looks of disapproval or shock and several of them had blushes in embarrassment as well. But I ignored them and made it to the gathering room.

Madara, Izuna and even Tajima san were going to be here today to watch my dance. And of course, being his future wife, Aimi would be there too. As I entered, I also noticed a few other men and women there, including Mioki san. Just like last time, Aimi was serving sake to Madara. Izuna and Tajima Dan were being served by Mioki san. I didn't like the way they were being submissive, but I couldn't say anything anyway.

When they saw me enter, the atmosphere in the room got tense. Madara seemed to tense up most and he looked at my from my feet till my face. I narrowed my eyes at him and walked to the side that was cleared off for me to dance. "You don't need to check me out. I know I'm hot so you don't need to rub it in." I gave a smirk at him and he growled lowly. I chuckled and shook my head as I put on the bracelet and switched on the hologram signal button.

"What do you think you're wearing?" Tajima san hissed out and I noticed him glance quickly at Madara. He looked a little concerned about something and I frowned. "These are my dancing clothes." I said matter of factly. "Your dancing clothes were pants and a shirt last time." Izuna sneered at me. I scoffed and stood in the middle of my 'stage' and put a hand on my hip. "I cant dance for every song with the same clothes."

They didn't have time to comment on my clothes again as the images of my sisters appeared. And just like last time, the minute they appeared, every male in the room activated their sharingan. I rolled my eyes but I grinned when I saw my sisters. "Eun Kyung eonni, Jae hyun eonni!" "Mi Ho ya! Jal jinenkkoji? [you’ve been doing well, haven’t you?]" I nodded with a smile. "Ohh, charrissoyo. [yeah, I’m well]"

"So, have you been practicing well for the dance?" Eun Kyung eonni asked and I smiled sheepishly. "I've been....getting by...." I mumbled. Eonni blinked and then frowned slightly. "That answer doesn't sound very reassuring." I sweatdropped at her comment but I shook my head. Dancing had always been strong,point and when I practiced the moves once, I could do it without any mistake. So I was confident in my dance practice, even though it was for a very short time.

"Ah kokchong hajima! Na jal Hal goyeyo! [ah don’t worry! I will do it well!]" I grinned and they chuckled. "Geurom shijakeyo. [Lets start then[" Jae Hyun eonni nodded to me and we stood in our respective places. Today it was just three of us dance for Abracadabra by Brown Eyed Girls. I was in the center and I took the beginning stance. Everyone in the room were still giving me glares, especially Madara. He looked tense and I could almost see steam coming out of his ears and nose. Right now, he resembled the angry bull that o saw whenever I watched loony tunes on TV back at home.

I looked at him passively for a moment and then stuck my tongue out. He blinked and twitched, surprised by my action and I giggled. The music began to play and I got a smug smile on my face. The beats started and I began to move first with my hands and then with my body for the rest of the beats. Tajima san didn't look too happy, especially when the main dance started. I was giving a smile of attitude and I was swaying my hips side to side for the sing.

The chorus started and we were barely half way through the chorus when Madara shot up and threw his sake cup at me. It literally whizzed past my face leaving a neat cut on my cheek. "Omo kapchagiya!!! [Oh my gosh!!!]" I screeched and stumbled over my feet. I was startled and my heart was pounding in my ears. I stopped dancing and I was breathing hard. The music in the background was stopped and my sisters stopped dancing as well. "Mi Ho ya....quenchana? Ottokedwesso? [are you ok? What happened?]" Eun Kyung eonni asked and I clenched my jaw before turning,to her with a small smile.

[a/n: you’ll realize why Madara got so angry and possessive if you watch the chorus in the video ;)]

"Quenchanayo....go yangi da....chamshi manyo...[I’m alright….its a cat….excuse me a moment]" I smiled sheepishly and stepped out of the dance ‘stage’. I took off the bracelet and placed it on the ground. I stomped up to Madara still breathing heavily and I glared up at him as hard as I could. The guys in this world were really tall and well built….no matter who it was. And Madara was one and a half heads taller but I didn’t let his towering figure intimidate me.

“What is your problem?!” I yelled and he bared his teeth in a snarl. “What is my problem? What kind of crappy dance is that?” He sneered back and I scoffed. “Just because its something you’ve never seen before, it doesn’t make it crappy.” I hissed back through my teeth. We had a glaring competition for about 30 seconds and I closed my eyes annoyed.

I sighed and brought my hand to the small cut on my face. It wasn’t too deep, but it was deep enough to draw blood. I wiped it off gently through the stinging. I opened my eyes and looked at Madara again. I took a few steps back and I could make out my sisters talking to each other about me, whether everything was ok. But I ignored that and looked at Madara.

“Look….I’ve been following all your instruction all these days. I do all my chores and I don’t complain about them. I have never done these kinds of jobs, let alone serve anyone like I do in this place. You should be glad that I’m considering your feeling and responsibilities to protecting your clan and I’m trying to be compromising here. If you like my dance, no one’s expecting you to sit and watch. You can leave….its not like I’m going to run away. Besides, I don’t need yours or anyone else’s approval to do what I’ve been doing all my life.”

“Wench!” He snarled and I held up my palm and closed my eyes in an attempt to signal that I didn’t want to hear him yell at me. I looked at him again. “I would like it that you respect my habits and my way of life just like I respect yours. Its true that we don’t get along, but I have never said or done anything to insult you or your way of doing things even if I don’t like it. So if you don’t like to watch my dancing, just leave instead of trying to ruin it.”

He glared but he didn’t say anything and I sighed deeply. “Ah, spoilt my mood.” I mumbled. I had to have a smile for this dance and arguing with Madara had made my face all tense. I took off my hair band and rand my fingers through my hair to release some of the tension. I rolled my head in both directions, took a few deep breaths and slapped my cheeks. “Ok, better!” I smiled and tied my hair up again. I walked back to the stage, putting on my bracelet and apologized to my sisters.

We began the dance again and the whole time, Madara wouldn’t stop trembling in anger.

Madara pov:

Foolish wench! What was she thinking doing that kind of dance? I felt the beast inside me go wild seeing her. Her flawless face, her teasing smile, her perfect figure. The way she swayed her hips could make any man desire her.

Especially with those clothes showing so much of her fair skin.

She was perfect. Like a carved out living statue. Not just her looks, but the bold attitude she had was something that had caught me off guard, even on the first day I saw her. Unlike other women, she wasn’t very weak. She didn’t hesitate to speak her mind. And even on the day we kidnapped her, we had killed the Senjus who were guarding her. She was startled, but she wasn’t afraid.

She showed disgust when she saw the blood but she wasn’t scared. Everything about her, especially after the first dance I had seen, made me so restless. On her first dance, she wore tight pants. That itself had made my men slightly distracted. Today, their chakras were racing.

I had been distracted because of her ever since the dance and my old man knew that too. That’s why he had set up the marriage with this foolish girl who sat next to me serving me sake. She was annoying to the point that I hated being in the same room as her and feeling her weak and frightened chakra. It was annoying and I hated weaklings.

True, Mio was weak, but she didn’t show it….she didn’t believe she was weak and challenged her enemy no matter how strong they seemed to be. Her attitude and the way she carried herself around made me feel drawn to her. Dammit! Seeing her now and being able to sense the reactions of my men, I wanted to do something that made them stay away from her. I wanted to do something that showed them that she was my property and I wasn’t going to let them touch her.

I clenched my fists tightly as she swayed her hips to the beats of the song again. She had that smug smile on her face and as her lips parted, my eyes darted to them. My lips felt hot and an intense desire to taste her lips came to me. I gritted my teeth as the song came to an end and she stopped with a pose that seemed to challenge me. I hadn’t sat down though the whole song and even Izuna was standing with me. He and my old man were tense but I didn’t care at the moment.

Mio took off her hair tie and ran her hands through it as she relaxed. She smiled and licked her dry lips. She ran both her hands through her hair and closed her eyes and she just looked flawless in every way. I lost my composure and self control and I stomped towards her. She opened her eyes, curiosity filling them as she looked at me when I approached her. And that look in her eyes made me lose the last bit of cool I had.

I grabbed her hair at the back of her head and she winced. I turned her head up, not caring for what Izuna or my old man said; and I crushed my lips as hard as I could up against hers.

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