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“But the final decision will be made with the top officials, after consulting with the Land of Fire and the people of the village!” Tobirama argued. There’s no way he would let Hashirama just nominate an Uchiha to be a Hokage. Especially that Madara Uchiha.

As his brother muttered a protest, Tobirama sensed a presence creeping outside their window. Smirking internally, he pressed, “besides, Madara Uchiha being chosen as the leader won’t happen. Everyone knows, you are the one who founded this settlement, Big Brother. Even those from the Uchiha say as much.”

Chakra surged as he moved on to criticize the Uchiha’s hatred and unpredictability, then extinguished abruptly. Even his brother, who wasn’t as gifted in sensory abilities, could feel it. Goal accomplished.

Unable to hide his smugness, Tobirama’s lips quirked upwards under the disapproving look of his brother, “from now on, things will run democratically, any objections?”

“No,” Hashirama replied after a long moment, “but on one condition. I will be the First Hokage, only to buy time for you to help him gain enough popularity to be selected to be the Second Hokage.”

“Actually, I plan to leave the village as soon as things stabilize here, because I want to travel around the world, spreading peace and helping more people build their own villages, so that all children would have a place to grow up playing and learning instead of dying in wars,” Hashirama said. “So if you don’t agree, I’ll just leave right away.”

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Madara Uchiha’s face remained a cool, unpleasant mask as Tobirama explained how his brother would like them both assist in organizing the village’s various communities and infrastructure so as to help the clans to better adjust to village life.

“You know that I don’t want to work with you right,” Madara said bluntly right after he finished.

“Since I promised Brother, I will do my best,” Tobirama replied. He lost all his brothers, right now he needs someone to love. What better motivation to give him than offer him this position? Hashirama’s words last night rang again in his ears. Just be nice to him, what more proof would you need, if he’s able to get along with the person who killed Izuna? Well, in theory, if an Uchiha was able to let go of his hatred, they could make very reliable comrades. Didn’t mean he had to be nice though. Only a fool would believe such a thing was possible. “But don’t worry, the feeling is mutual. I don’t trust you either.”

“Isn’t it great though,” Hashirama appear behind both of them and pulled them into a hug, “you reached an agreement even before you started working!”

Tobirama sighed, then scowled when he heard Madara did too.

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Tobirama Senju hated being told wrong. Of course his idea was very good.

“So are you telling me that, because a person is a Uchiha, they are definitely unable to get good in healing arts? Or sensory jutsus? Also, are our Sharingan nothing but tranquilizers to you?”

Compartmentalizing duties for different clans would make better use of their talents: the Naras have multi-generational knowledge regarding medicines; the Yamanakas specialize in mind-related jutsus; and the Sharingan’s should be very handy in capturing criminals.

“If people are to adjust from clan life to living together in a village, isn’t it more reasonable to assign duties based on the individual’s strengths and weaknesses, instead of the clan’s? Also, won’t talents other than subduing also be useful for the police force?”

What he hated more, was being wrong.

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“Man, that bandage guy – what’s his name again, Tsuchikage? Was really annoyingly coc-ky,” Madara complained as he took a swig from his sake, then tossed it behind his back.

“You know what,” Tobirama caught the bottle and emptied it, “I find it unsettling, that nowadays we’re agreeing on so many things.”

“That’s not how people should do negotiations,” Madara stood up, frowning at the lack of return of his bottle. “I’m gonna beat some senses into his head, then he’ll do whatever we say.”

“What?” Tobirama jumped, “had last Christmas taught you nothing?”

“I have been smiling in public,” Madara shrugged. Last Christmas, at Hashirama’s behest, Tobirama helped Madara play Santa and gave presents to children. Madara had a really scary Santa laugh, but he did gain a bit popularity as people noticed that he was attempting to be friendly. “Though I suspect I still haven’t perfected the skill, as some people are still running away.”

“Not that,” Tobirama sighed, “If you’re only strong, people only fear you. They won’t give a damm about you if you turn your eyes away from them. But if you are strong and nice, people respect you. And care. Doesn’t being liked feel good?” Madara hesitated, so he pushed, “that little girl ran to you not because you make good fire jutsu show, but because she saw you sincerely giving presents to other children. She saw that you care, and that you are a good person.”

Madara contemplated, and sat down again.

“Just watch. Tomorrow, Brother will get them agree on everything. But yeah, your smile still needs improving.”

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Tobirama smiled against the Kinkaku Force. There’s no way he could walk out alive. But that’s fine, his team had escaped. And while Hashirama resigned yesterday, deciding it was time to leave for his journey, he had faith that the village would prosper under the wings of the Second Hokage, who had learnt to rule not only with power, but also with compassion.

Kinkaku grinned, and was about to sneer an insult when suddenly half his men were squashed under a gigantic blue sword. He turned, saw the owner of that sword, and panicked, “but – but he killed your brother!”

“And I’m sure Izuna would be very pleased to see me boss him around with torturous chores while our clan flourishes in this village under my rule. I’ll finally be able to officially do this tomorrow, but I need him alive. You’re in the way.”

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Note:
Now that I actually read the question in detail, it seems that the story is a bit off-topic, as it's supposed to have a ninja who "went back and changed an event that happened in their life". Hmm.
So let's just say... Hashirama's reply in the 1st scene was that thing that he went back and changed, because he believed in his brother and his best friend, and that a little nudge can push them both to the right direction.
Yeah. Whatever.