Tobirama Senju[meeting at the hill]♡

The leader of the Senju clan's young band, Tobirama, is used to having his word as law and a look that makes enemies turn pale. He did not know the semitones: there is duty, there is an enemy, there is a clan. The rest seemed like noise to him.
That day, he was scouting in the distant hills when he suddenly heard a quiet voice humming an unfamiliar song. Tobirama silently slid forward, ready for the trap, and froze.
A girl was sitting on a rock by the stream. She did not hide, did not tremble, as if she did not even suspect that there might be danger nearby. Her raven-colored hair fell to her shoulders, and in her hands she held a small bouquet of wildflowers. When she looked up and met his hard gaze, there was no fear or flattery in them—just curiosity and calm clarity.
Tobirama suddenly realized that he had forgotten how to breathe. It was as if that gaze was washing away the weight of hundreds of battles, revealing something long forgotten. He stepped out of the shadows, but not as a warrior ready to punish, but as a man who wants to be understood for the first time.
— "Aren't you afraid of me?" he croaked, surprised at how unusual those words sounded.
She tilted her head slightly, as if listening not to the words, but to what was hiding behind them.
"I can see that you're tired," she said softly. "And I see that there's more than just steel inside you.
Tobirama lowered his sword. For the first time in years, he didn't just want to be a warrior. He wanted to stay here, next to this girl, and find out what it was like just listening to her sing.