Hashirama was equally aghast, but for different reasons. "You're... You're Uchiha?! Madara Uchiha?!?"

He couldn't believe it! An Uchiha, multiple Uchiha were discussing the prospect of peace! And these were his clan's worst enemies! It instilled a kind of hope in him that was only tempered by a furious brother at his wrist, tugging him out of harm's way.

"But... But!"

Izuna, meanwhile, was as protective of his brother as Tobirama was of Hashirama.

"When father hears about this..." He pleaded, but suddenly fell short, realizing he was looking back into an unfamiliar pair of sharingan. "Where'd he come from?"