You lie on your bed in your new home, a pillow hugged to your chest as you gaze up at the ceiling, one hand lifted above you as you draw in the air, your chakra lighting your fingertips as you form images and pictures above you that slowly vanish in moments. Your own secrets. Written in the air above you. Whatever you write, although no longer seen, you can bring to life with just a flick of your wrist. The jutsu is your own, you've never seen anyone else who can do something even remotely like it. Why carry paper and pens when you can move your fingers and make a note that follows you anywhere, and although, once alight, any can see if, only you know its meaning.
There's a soft knock on your door and you turn your head, your fingers stilling, the words vanishing into mist and falling in a pale glow as your door opens and the leader of Akatsuki steps in. "Yes, Leader?"
He doesn't look at you, his expression tired as he closes the door behind him and starts to remove his jacket. "Fumei-" he grimaces as he pulls his sleeve down, the fabric stuck in dry blood on his shoulder and removing the scab, causing a fresh flow to start. "Would you?" Is all he asks, and you nod, sitting up, your pillow in your lap as you scoot your back to wall and let him sit on the edge of your bed. "Thanks. I wasn't about to go to Kakuzu for stitches. I'd walk away looking like the Frankenstein monster."
Your hands finish removing his jacket and toss it aside, your eyes on the injuries. You don't ask, already knowing it's better not to, and reach under your pillow for the medkit, getting the antiseptic from it. "It wont need stitches," you inform him, cleaning the area. "It probably feels worse than it is. Alot of skin is missing but not much meat. You will be fine. It would be a wonder if it even scars." You wash the area clean, your hands healing it as you work. Your many years as a medical-nin pay off here in Akatsuki. You're the house doctor, physician, as well as consultant whenever Deidara wants to vent his frustration. "You should sleep on your other side for a few nights. It might help, and you wont hurt that way." You place a patch over it and pat his shoulder. "All done, Leader."
He stands, rubs his shoulder carefully, then looks at you over his shoulder with a heated stare. "Thanks..."
You recognize the look in his eyes and turn your attention to putting your medkit back together, but he slips it from your fingers, across the bed, and sets it on the floor. "Leader-"
"Pein, remember?"
You close your eyes. Yup, he's in a mood. He only has you call him by his name when he's in this mood. "Pein, I-"
"Can't refuse me." He places his knee on the bed, leaning down to cup your face in one hand, your back pressing against the wall as he smirks into your gaze. "You know you like it."
You sigh inwardly and place your hand on his bare chest. "Take it easy, you need to heal."
"Well, you'd better make sure I get plenty of bed rest..."
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You sit on the couch in the main room of HQ, your feet pulled up beneath you as you sew a little jacket for a small puppet Sasori just made. You'd thought it'd be cute if the little thing was dressed, so you're making it a Akatsuki jacket. Minimized! As you sit there, you hear something and lift your head with a smile as Tobi comes bounding down the hall and leaps over the couch to land on the cushions beside you, barely unsettling the precarious work strewn across your lap.
"What are you up to, Tobi?" You send him a smile, your hands continually working, your eyes on each stitch even as you talk to him.
He doesn't answer your question, instead asking you, "Is something wrong, Fumei? You look distracted."
You glance his way with another smile. You always love Tobi's refreshing personality here in the gloomy halls of Akatsuki, and his presence is never shunned. You love spending time with him. A few times, when there's a real bad storm, he'll even come to your room to talk or stay with you for the night. You've never seen his face, and at times you've been curious. You've teased him about it, he's laughed and teased you about something else, masterly changing the subject easily each time, but he never talks about it.
"I am fine, Tobi, just a little tired, I guess."
"But Fumei went to bed before Tobi, why would you be tired?"
You shake your head, unsure of how to tell him. "Well... it is nothing, Tobi. I just could not sleep."
Tobi scoots closer to you and asks in a low voice, "Is it because of Leader? Tobi saw him go to Fumei's room last night. He goes there alot."
"Tobi, we..." you trail off, not knowing how to tell him something so adult.
"Does he hurt you?" Tobi's voice changes, just a little, but the subtle difference makes him seem more... threatening, dangerous, almost, but you don't get the feeling that it's aimed toward you. But, rather, toward Leader. "Tell Tobi, does he hurt you?"
You shake your head a little, nod, then shake it. "Tobi, Pein and I... we- it is hard to explain."
"Tobi knows, you shouldn't have to explain." His voice continues to deepen and change, just a little bit at a time, the difference so soft that you don't notice right away until it's too late. Tobi leans down, and as if he kisses your temple through his mask, says in a whisper, "Tell Tobi if he hurts you, Tobi will handle it."
You turn to him, the doll jacket forgotten, and place a hand on Tobi's arm, truly, deeply, touched by his words. "Tobi..." you lean into him, thankful for his kindness. "You are such a good boy, Tobi. I could just love you to death."
"Would you?" And there it is, that voice you have never heard from Tobi before. You raise yourself up and look at him, confused. You hadn't heard it, hadn't noticed, not until now. You stare at him, shocked and confused, and he tilts his head and says, "Tobi wuvs Fumei, too!" And just like that, the moment is over, he's back to normal, and you're left to wonder if that really was Tobi... or someone else.
??? POV
Pein stands in the corner of his dark lit room, his profile illuminated by a single lamp light on his desk. "You're asking too much. No, I wont do it."
"Yes, you will."
"Why? You don't care for her." Pein turns his eyes to the figure cloaked in shadows, their outline barely visible in the darkness of the room. "Why would you want her? Why so suddenly?"
"Why should I tell you, hmm? I want her, simple as that. And you will give her to me, or there will be trouble. There can always be a new Leader of Akatsuki. It's not like you're the only candidate out there, Pein. You will obey, you will give her to me, and if you ever bother her again," the figure steps away from where he's leaning so casually against the wall, rising up to his full height, "I will kill you, Pein."
And that's all he needs to say. Those words are enough to freeze his blood in his veins and make Pein gulp back any retorts he'd usually bite back when threatened. But with this guy... he's not willing to risk everything over one girl. He wont risk his life for her. "Fine, she's yours. Take her, do what you wish with her, Fumei is yours."
The shadow disolves into vapor, his chuckle lingering with his parting words. "Smart choice......"
Pein no longer feels the overpowering chakra, or the smothering sense of danger, and lets out a heavy sigh as he sags into his chair by the window, leaning forward to hang his head in one hand. "What have I done?"
Your POV
You hear a knock on your door and look up from the book you're reading. "Yes?" It couldn't be Leader, he knocks only once then waltzes right in. Now that you think about it, Pein hasn't come knocking in a while.
Tobi peeks in through the doorway with a salute, stepping in and holding out a bag you recognize. "Tobi brought snackies for Fumei."
You smile at him, sitting up on your bed and marking your page before closing your book and setting it aside. "Ooh, yum! Come here, lets share them."
"Ok!" Tobi kicks off his shoes by your door, treating your room as if it were a home, and jumping onto your bed to sit beside you. "Does Fumei feel better? Tobi hasn't seen Leader come this way in a long time."
You're curious why he'd ask after you'd just thought of that same thing moments before, but just push aside the curious inquiry and tell him, "Yes, I do feel better. I do not hate Leader, do not get me wrong, Tobi, I just... he is a very imposing man." You rub your neck, leaning your shoulder into his. "Sometimes I think you are the only one around here who cares."
Tobi wraps his arms around you and gives you a nice hug. "Tobi loves Fumei."
You enjoy the hug for a long moment then pat his thigh and smile up at him over your shoulder. "I know you do, Tobi. So," you place your hand on his knee and sit forward to look at the bag he'd set on your bed, "whatcha got in here?"
Tobi laughs, shifting on the bed to sit across from you and open the candy bag. "Ta-da!"
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You spend countless time with Tobi, enjoying each moment, but in the back of your mind you're still curious about why Pein hasn't come by. In fact, he hasn't spoken to you much at all. A few words here or there, a passing nod, and that's it. He doesn't even look at you with the same heat or anything. And for some reason, whenever you're with Tobi, he avoids you. The other day you were playing checkers with Tobi (he was winning) when Pein passed on his way to the kitchen. You'd called after him, wanting to ask him if there's any missions you needed to take care of, and he promptly said "no" and left it at that. You were shocked, to say the least. And the more time you spend with Tobi, the more you begin to love him all over. You often just hug him out of the blue and tell him he's the cutest thing, and he just giggles. You catch hints of a darker side to Tobi, but that doesn't bother you. You even ask him to train with you a few times, just to keep your skills up and to see if that darker side to him would come out in a fight. It wont. A few times, he's agreed to spar with you, but more than not he's declined, not wanting to hurt you. But each time you've fought him, even in a controled battle, you start to get a desperate feeling, like he's surpressing you. He's fast, and powerful, but he always calls it quits just as things start to get tense. Not once have you ever defeated him, or even come close to it.
"Fumei," Itachi walks over to you, interrupting your project. You're making yet another outfit for another of Sasori's puppets. You like them clothed. "Get up, we have a mission."
You look up at him and nod, setting aside your things, giving Tobi a smile as you stand. "Watch my stuff, Tobi, m'kay? I would hate for it to get legs."
"Get legs?!" Tobi jumps, sliding across the couch and leaning forward to gaze intently at your sewing box. "That wont be good, needles and thread getting legs. Tobi will make sure it stays put, and Tobi will break their legs if they sprout any."
You laugh, tickled, and pat his head. "I love you, you are so much fun, Tobi." You shake your head at him and turn serious as you face Itachi. "When?"
"Now. Get your medical satchel, you'll need it."
You have this rule with Pein. Don't ask, don't tell. You don't ask about what they do or the missions, they don't ask you. You don't tell outsiders about your involvement with Akatsuki when not with them, and you don't have to tell them where you go. "Let me collect it and change." You go back to your room without another word, gather your medical supplies, and are about to change when there's a knock on the door. "Yes?" The door opens a little and Tobi pokes his head in. "Tobi, I cannot play right now. You heard Itachi, I need to pull myself together and get going." You turn your back to him and strip off your casual shirt you wear. It's too big on you so it hangs past your knees. You usually wear shorts under with fishnet leggings, but today you hadn't, so as you drag it over your head, in the back of your mind your aware that Tobi is still in your room.
^You^
(But you have net under the thigh-highs, remember that.)^^
He stays by the door, closing it as he steps in so no one else will see you change. "Tobi doesn't wanna play, either." He leans against your door with his hands behind his back. "Did Itachi tell Fumei when he'll be bringing you back?"
"Nope," you tie your obi and sit on your bed to get on your the cloth thigh-highs that you wear over your net leggings. You pause as you notice his stillness and, misreading his motionless, leave the bed and tip your head to the side to look at him better. "Tobi? Are you worried about whatever Itachi wants me for?" You get on your toes to kiss his mask, placing a hand on his chest as you do. "It will be fine, Tobi, Itachi will make sure nothing happens to me, and I can handle myself if anything does happen."
Tobi turns his head to you and places one of his hands over yours on his chest, and you're suddenly aware of his muscle beneath that shirt, and the strength in his grip as he keeps your fingers captive against him. "Fumei... I don't want you hurt, at all."
You're surprised by his use of "I" instead of "Tobi" but what almost scares you is his tone. His voice. It's deeper, more intimidating, more... deadly. "Tobi...?"
He suddenly wraps his arms around you and crushes you to him, holding you near to his heart, your ear over the steady beat. "You be careful. Tobi doesn't wanna have to kill Itachi 'cause he got Fumei hurt." His voice changes a little to fit his usual personality, and he says "Tobi" again, but there's still something different. His voice isn't different, but... not the same.
You nod, closing your eyes a moment as you let him hold you. You like Tobi, he's always been there for you, ever since you'd been brought into Akatsuki by Pein. Slipping your arms around Tobi's waist, you give him a strong hug before pulling away to finish dressing. "You be a good boy while I am out, ok, Tobi?"
"Ok!" And, just like that, he's back to normal, bounding over to jump onto your bed amidst your pillows and stuffed bears. You aren't crazy for stuffed things, you just like collecting bears, and Tobi's been the one getting you most of them. "Will Fumei bring Tobi back something?"
"If I can," you chuckle, pinching his leg.
There's a knock on your door before Itachi opens it and steps in, not even waiting for a reply. "You ready yet?"
You nod, serious now, and finish tying the strap holding your thigh-high to a braided band that connects to your shorts that rise high on your legs. "I am ready." You catch your medkit Tobi tosses to you and give him a wink as you follow Itachi out.
??? POV
Pein's door is thrown open and he spins around as the doors slammed shut again as the deadly shadow hisses out, "You sent her out with Itachi! Where? Tell me, Pein, or you will be in pain!!"
Pein pushes away from his desk and stands, appearing as calm as possible as he turns to face the most deadly shinobi he's ever known. "Kisame called for aid and I sent her with Itachi, to heal Kisame as well as assist in the collection of a Jinchuriki. They shouldn't even take that long."
"They had better not! And you don't send her anywhere else without first informing me, is that understood, Pein? Do try to remember who really leads this organization the next time you get the idea to send Fumei out."
Pein nods, turning back to his desk, and saying over his shoulder, "Why are you so interested in her? She's just a girl-"
"Then why were you interested in her?" He smoothly switches attention from him, turning the question on Pein in an instant. "I endured your "affections" for her because I thought that was maybe what she wanted. But I was not about to stand by as you used her so recklessly. Before, you only went to her once, maybe twice, a week, then it turned into almost every night. What happened?"
Pein closes his eyes, memories of Fumei and what had first drawn him to her coming to mind. Sweet, vicious, tempting, aggressive. She was so many things in one, it amazed him that he wasn't blown away by her. "Fumei... she takes over the mind, she's addictive. Once you've had a taste, you can't stop yourself. She always leaves you wanting more, and you'll soon find yourself going back for more."
"And you've resisted that temptation honorably, I applaud you."
"You don't have to mock me," Pein hisses, his temper flaring up.
The dark figure chuckles, his won temper now gone as he begins to disolve into vapor. "You are too amusing, Leader. I might not kill you after all. But do not let this happen again, understood? I wont hesitate next time."
Pein's left alone in his room again, and he sinks into his chair at his desk and drops his head on the wood surface. "This stress cannot be good for my blood pressure."
"BOO!" Tobi jumps up behind him, making Pein jump sky-high and fall over, clutching his heart.
Pein lies there, breathing heavily, and watches through the corner of his eye as Tobi leaves, chuckling all the way. "He just loves playing this game... and he knows I can't do a damn thing to him, either. Damn him..."
Your POV
You kneel beside Kisame, your hands held a few inches from his skin as you heal him, your fingertips glowing a soft blue as you use a specific jutsu that all medical-nins know. Shosen no Jutsu Mystical Palm Technique. "You cut it close, Kisame," you warn him softly, fliping some of your hair back as you concentrate. "Is Itachi returning the Jinchuriki?"
"Yeah. I called for him only to bring you and take it back. He's taken care of his purpose." Kisame sits there, his legs folded, the bottom of his feet together as he holds his ankles, his jacket off and across his lap as you heal wounds on his back. "Why do you stick around, Fumei? I get the feeling that you weren't forcably brought into Akatsuki. Why do you stay? For Leader?"
You think about this for a long moment before telling him honestly, "No, not for Leader... I stay because I want to, because you guys want me to. I stay because you need me and I need you. Does that make sense? If I did not want to be in Akatsuki, I would not be. Simply that."
Kisame's eyes remain forward, his fingers tightening their hold around his ankles as he says, "We all know you and Leader were... together. We're not stupid. We saw how he looked at you and we noticed when he'd go to your room. Why'd he stop suddenly?"
You let out a soft breath and shake your head even though he can't see you. "I... do not know, Kisame. I just do not know. I thought we were going strong, then... he does not talk to me anymore, does not look at me. It is like Pein avoids me. Could it be because I spend so much time with Tobi? Does he think I am immature?"
"Who knows. Do you like Leader? Do you love him?"
You shake your head again, your concentration remaining completely focused even though you're mind is in shambles, a testament to your training. "I do not love him, I know that. I do not think I could ever love anyone. I just do not believe in love that easily."
"You love Tobi, don't you? I see you with him, he makes you smile so much." Kisame looks over his shoulder at you and, with your eyes on your work and not even noticing him lookig at you, he sees the smile on your face. "I think you love Tobi."
"Who could not? He is just so wonderful, so fun, and so cuddly. I just love being with him. He makes me laugh when I want to cry, he holds me when I need to cry, and he is there for me when I need someone there. Pein never did that for me. Sure, he's hold me if I was desperate, but he would never just come by to see how I was, if I needed a hug or just someone to hold. Tobi does that. He will come by just to ask if I need anything, see if I want to talk about anything, or just want to sit there with him. Tobi just... seems to know when I need him. He brings me candy, tickles me when I need to laugh, and he has never disappointed me. I always expect so much from Tobi, and for some reason, he seems to know that and never fails to meet my needs." Kisame chuckles lightly, making you glance up at him. "What?"
"You love him," he says simply, chuckling more.
His mirth confuses you. "Yeah, so?"
"No. Fumei, you love him."
You're still lost. "Uh, Kisame, your point? Tobi is adorably endearing."
"No, Fumei, listen." Kisame turns to look at you fully over his shoulder, giving you a wide ass grin as he repeats, "You love love him. Fumei, you're in love with Tobi, desperatelly, painfully, thoroughly, and completely."
You still, your chakra sparking, and actually shocking Kisame. And, like a fish, for a moment you see his bones as he yips. You quickly control yourself, apologizing as you soothe the pain. "Sorry, sorry, Kisame, sorry. I did not mean to do that, sorry."
He tosses back his head and gives a full laugh, looking back at your pensive expression. "Lighten up, Fumei. I'm fine, and loving a retard like Tobi isn't so bad."
Your expression darkens and you send another shock through him, this time on purpose. "Tobi is not" -another shock- "a retard! You never call him that or the next time you need patching," you slap a bandage patch on his back, getting a cry from him, "you can just patch yourself up!" You hate it when anyone calls Tobi names. You just hate it! You look over your shoulder at him as your chakra surges, creating the grass and flowers beneath you to swirl around your feet and slowly carry higher, swirling up around your body. "Are we clear, Kisame?"
Kisame watches the whirlwind as it encompasses you and, just before it covers your head, he nods. "Yeah, Fumei. I don't want you mad at me, and that was mean. I'll see you back at HQ, then." He waves as the flurry surrounds you and, in an instand, bursts, leaving just empty space where you'd been. "I'd hate to be on her bad side..."
You make a stop on your way back to HQ to pick up a snack for Tobi. Your mind wont stray to the revelation that Kisame had made apparent, not from shame or anything, but from shock. You want to analize your emotions and everything in the comfort of your room. You stop in a village and go to a little shop, pointing out sweets and thanking the merchant as you pay. As you turn to go, leaving the little shop, you run right into someone and almost drop your fresh treats. But, thanks to your training, catch each before they hit the ground.
"Excuse me," you say low, moving to go around the person but they grab your shoulders. "What- oh!" You look up at the face of Jiraiya. "Damn!"
You act quickly, using one hand to speedily sign as you preform a hidden jutsu. "Hana Ninpo: Hyaku Ryoran!" Flower Technique: A Hundred Profusions You watch Jiraiya's eyes as he looks up as twelve thin streams of flames dart towards him from all sides, coming closer with each passing instant. And with his attention on your Hana Ninpo, you use a high level Shunshin -Body Flicker- jutsu, transporting yourself out of town. You go to run, your head turned back as you check to see if he's following, and you run right into someone. Again. You jump, swiflty looking up, and gaze into the face of an old acquaintance you haven't seen in years.
"Yamato..." you can't really react, you haven't seen him in so long, but he reacts just fine.
"You!" He throws you back and takes a fighting stance. "I'll kill you!"
Akatsuki HQ
"Where is she?" Tobi paces continually, making everyone even more annoyed as he worries a path in the floor. "She's late... Fumei's never late..."
"Kisame," Pein says with severe warning. "Did she say she was going anywhere? Did she tell you?"
"No," Kisame says truthfully, now guilty for making Fumei leave like that. He hangs his head regretfully, feeling the glares from everyone. Especially Tobi.
"Pein!" Tobi turns to Leader, surprising everyone with his abrupt disrespect. "You go find her! Do it now! Somethings wrong, Fumei would never stay out and worry us. Go find her!" His authorative tone shocks everyone, including Pein, but Tobi doesn't care. His girl is out there.
"But, Tobi-" Pein tries to deter him, tries to calm him, but he's having none of it.
"No!" Tobi steps to his full height and looks down at Pein. "You promised, remember? Nothing happens to her, remember? You fulfill your promise or, so help me, I will fulfill mine!" His eye glitters dangerously through the swirling hole in his mask, making all the members near enough to see take a step back in shock and, yes, fear. This isn't the Tobi they all know. This is something else... something terrifying.
Your POV
You feel hands touching your face, your neck, your arms, and force your eyes open. You're leaning against a tree, your arms folded over your stomach, blood dampening the ground beneath you from various injuries. You'd healed most of the damage, then fainted from exhaustion. Yamato had been so furious to see you, he'd attacked mercilessly, doing you damage and, you being mainly a medical-nin, have the built in desire to save rather than injure, even though you can still protect yourself. While he was doing kill shots, you were trying to just stun him. You didn't want to needlessly kill him. He hated you after you'd "let" some people die after a massacre. He blamed you, swore that you hadn't tried hard enough. You'd been a freshly transferred medical-nin from a different country, wanting to expand your skills in other countries, travel some. You'd come across a village in ruin, and, being a medical-nin, had rushed to help. You were one of many, yes, but you could not save a child, and Yamato never quite let that down. During your fight, you'd eventually hit a pressure point and knocked him unconscious so you could get away, but the damage was done. He'd stabbed an artery and you were going to bleed to death if you didn't fix it. You found a hiding spot among this trees roots, hunkered down, and began healing. You'd repaired the damage, healed all life-threatening injuries, then passed out, just to be woken by-
"Tobi!" You smile and reach out weakly to wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you onto his lap and holds you. "It was a shinobi, I cannot recall his country." You do, but you don't want to cause anymore trouble.
"Fumei... didn't I say not to get hurt? I hate seeing you hurt. Why did you have to disobey me?" His voice, it's not your sweet Tobi's, but the darker side of him that you're slowly coming to love just as much.
Yes, you love him, you'll admit it now, as he holds you in his arms so protectively, his body shaking with the intensity of his emotions. "Tobi..." you look up at his masked face then see something move behind him and look to see Itachi, Pein, Sasori, and Zetsu. "Huh? What are you guys doing here, too?"
"Tobi drug us all out," Itachi tells you matter-of-factly.
"He wanted us all to search," Pein informs you, looking away.
"I wanted to come," Zetsu nods to you. "We were worried."
You smile thankfully at them, placing your head on Tobi's shoulders as he lifts you, standing easily even with your extra weight. "You guys... you are too much. And, Tobi," you kiss the side of his mask, wishing you could see the face it hides. "Thank you for coming for me, too."
"Tobi was worried sick!" He tells you, and everyone sets out for HQ.
Once there, everything goes like it had been planned. Tobi washes you up, Kakuzu treats the few wounds you'd missed, Konan helps you dress, Deidara handles your hair so it wont be in the way, and Zetsu brings you a plant to cheer you up as Tobi sits with you in your room after everyone finally leaves you alone.
You heave a sigh, lying there, Tobi sitting on your bed beside you, his back against the wall, your head on his lap as he gently smooths your hair back. "Tobi..." you bite your lip, unsure of how to say this to him, but knowing you have to. "I- I love you."
"Tobi loves Fumei, too." His childish responce to you everyday. He doesn't understand.
"No, Tobi," you open your eyes and look up at him. "I... love you, Tobi. You do not have to understand, I just... I wanted you to know."
"But I do understand, Fumei." His voice turns to that darker tone, and now, you find it more sexy than even his childish voice. His hands still on your hair as he reaches up and gently touches your face. "I've been telling you everyday because I've had to, but you were the one who never understood. I am happy you do now, because..." his hands go up to his mask and he slowly removes it.
You start to sit up, turning to gaze at him in amazement as you get your first glimps of Tobi. He's sexy! "Tobi...?"
He scowls, setting aside the mask and reaching for you, pulling you close and gazing down at you with, much to your shock, eyes that resemble Itachi's. An Uchiha gaze? "Baby, first, when that mask is off, do not call me Tobi. I much prefer separating my personalities, thank you. And, second" -he slams his mouth to yours in a sudden mind-blowing assault on your senses, the kiss more intense, more passionate, more fiery hot than any you've ever had before- "my name is Madara," he finishes, his mouth grazing over yours, his eyes locked with your gaze even as he places minute kisses to each corner of your mouth, thoroughly enjoying himself. "M'kay?"
You blink at him, your mind completely blank for a moment before you say the first thing that pops into it. "You are damn sexy and you always wear a mask! Damn you, To- Madara!" You correct yourself quickly and grab his face between your hands and pull him down for a good kiss, this one of your control, that is, until he turns you on the bed and shifts so that his body blankets yours and he quickly dominates, turning his head to deepen the kiss. As he breaks the kiss, the first words out of your mouth come out as a sigh. "Damn, do I love you!"
"Good, because now, you are mine, completely and entirelly." Madara lifts some of his weight off you, his hands pinning yours wrists to the bed as he looms above you, a devilish smirk on his face. "You don't have to do much -that damn shinobi had to go and hurt you- let me do everything. You will really love this."
You gaze up at the man you've known as Tobi for so long, and no matter how much you love him as that sweet, childish boy trapped in a mans body, you love Madara even more, the man looking down at you with such possession in his gaze, such heat, such burning desire that you just want to have him, your condition be damned.
"Madara?"
"Yes?" His smirk grows at your use of his name.
You tug your wrists from beneath his grip and reach up and, to his surprise, gently take his face in your hands and lift yourself up to face him better, your eyes smiling softly into his. "I think I love you more like this, possessive and powerful. Tobi is a good boy, but Madara will be my bad boy!"
Madara's grin flashes a moment before he kisses you, saying against the heat of your mouth, "And you know it, babe..."
I could say something sweet like "You get married, pop out many fat babies, and live happily ever after" but that's not my thing. You make your own happiness, I'm leaving it in your hands. Make a sad ending, make a comic one, but if it were me in bed with Madara Uchiha, I'd bloody grab hold of him with both hands and never let go. And I'd freakin' kill anyone who gets in the way or tries to take him! Oh, hell hath no fury like a woman! Period!! ^-^
Ok, well, this is a request only made possible by the wonderful message by raynewolfluvsanime, and if people would just send me more EVIIIIIL guy requests, I'd have more fun and will wuv you to death!! ^^
raynewolfluvsanime, I hope you like this.
I worked hard on Tobi ((damn, I really should get my mind out of the gutter here)) but, all that aside, I worked hard on this, I fought with myself for the best story for Tobi/Madara, and I know this couldn't be perfect, but I hope it's what you were looking for, and if not, hell, I think I did a kickin' job, and I had fun doing it. ^^
