"uchiha clan Patriarch, you changed your mind?" Senju Takuya said lightly, his voice calm and unyielding.
"Patriarch Takuya, let's get down to business," Uchiha Chishima replied with a serious tone. "You came to propose a marriage alliance this time. Do you have a candidate in mind?"
Senju Takuya's lips curved into a slight smile. "Indeed, I do."
Uchiha Chishima nodded thoughtfully. "The Uchiha clan is in a precarious position within the village. An alliance with the Senju clan could help alleviate some of the hostility directed towards us."
Senju Takuya chuckled softly. "I'm glad to see you understand the benefits."
Chishima leaned forward, curiosity piqued. "So, who is the lucky woman that caught your eye?"
Takuya's smile widened. "Mikoto Uchiha."
The room fell silent. Uchiha Chishima's eyes widened in surprise. "Mikoto? That... might be complicated."
Senju Takuya raised an eyebrow. "Complicated?"
"Mikoto is already promised to my son, Fugaku," Chishima explained, trying to gauge Takuya's reaction. "The marriage has been arranged for some time."
Takuya remained unfazed. "Marriage contracts can be renegotiated."
"Patriarch Takuya, perhaps another woman from our clan would suffice?" Chishima suggested, though his tone lacked conviction.
"I am resolute on this matter, Chishima. I am willing to offer ten copper mines as a dowry," Takuya declared, his voice firm.
Uchiha Chishima's eyes sparkled with greed at the mention of ten copper mines. The wealth represented by such a dowry was staggering. After a moment's hesitation, he sighed. "Very well, Takuya. We have a deal."
They both signed the agreement, sealing the deal. Just as they were finishing, the door burst open, and Uchiha Fugaku stormed in, his face a mask of anger.
"Father, no!" Fugaku shouted, his voice trembling with rage. "You can't give Mikoto away!"
Chishima glared at his son. "Fugaku, this is not your place to speak!"
"But you promised me, Father! Mikoto is supposed to be my wife!" Fugaku's voice cracked with desperation.
Takuya watched the exchange with mild interest. He had expected resistance, but Fugaku's emotional outburst only confirmed his assessment of the young Uchiha.
"You dare challenge my decision?" Chishima barked, slapping Fugaku across the face. "You will learn your place!"
Fugaku recoiled, clutching his cheek. His eyes, however, burned with defiance. "I will not let this go, Father. Mikoto belongs to me!"
Senju Takuya stepped forward, his expression cold and unyielding. "Enough of this. I will deal with your son."
Fugaku's eyes narrowed, and he activated his Sharingan, the three tomoe spinning menacingly. "You? You're nothing but a businessman. What do you know of our world?"
Takuya's eyes glinted dangerously. "More than you realize."
Fugaku lunged at Takuya, his hands forming the seals for a fire jutsu. "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" he roared, releasing a massive fireball towards Takuya.
Takuya's response was swift and precise. With a simple gesture, he sidestepped the fireball, which crashed harmlessly into the wall behind him. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Fugaku, delivering a powerful slap that echoed through the room.
Fugaku staggered back, his cheek red and swollen. "You... you coward! Fight me properly!"
Takuya's expression remained impassive as he delivered another slap, sending Fugaku sprawling to the floor. "You lack discipline," Takuya said coldly. "And respect."
Fugaku's rage reached its boiling point. He launched himself at Takuya again, this time aiming to land a solid punch. But Takuya was faster, grabbing Fugaku's arm and twisting it behind his back, forcing the young Uchiha to his knees.
Chishima watched in stunned silence. He had never seen anyone handle Fugaku so effortlessly. "Patriarch Takuya, please, spare him."
Takuya released Fugaku, who crumpled to the floor, gasping for breath. "Learn your place, Fugaku," Takuya said, his voice ice-cold.
Fugaku glared up at him, hatred burning in his eyes. "This isn't over," he muttered, his voice laced with venom.
Takuya turned to Kurishima. "The marriage will proceed as planned. I will return in a month to finalize the arrangements."
Chishima nodded, his expression a mix of relief and fear. "Of course, Patriarch Takuya. We will be ready."
As Takuya left the room, he cast one final, contemptuous glance at Fugaku. "Remember this lesson, boy. Power without control is nothing."
Fugaku watched him go, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He would not forget this humiliation. And he would not forgive.
Outside, Takuya took a deep breath, feeling a sense of satisfaction. He had accomplished what he set out to do. The Uchiha clan would be brought to heel, and his clan would emerge stronger from this alliance.
As he walked away from the Uchiha compound, his thoughts turned to Mikoto. She was the key to his plans, and he would not let anything stand in his way. The future of the Senju clan depended on it.
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