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Pairing: Yandere Tobi/Obito x F!Reader

Summery: Obito found you paying your respects to his memorial and an obsession with his first love's best friend blossoms. Soon he finds that he will do anything and everything to protect you, his delicate peach.

Warnings: Stalking, Violence, Kidnapping, Fingering, Nipple play, Unprotected Penetration, Virgin Reader, implied threat of suicide.

Word Count: 9.7k

Author's note: Yes, I know the timeline is a bit altered, it was a creative decision. Deal with it. :)

Itachi and Kisame remove their hats as they return to the hideout looking slightly worn out, presumably from battle. They had just finished scoping out the Leaf in search of the nine tails jinchuriki and Itachi’s little brother, Sasuke.

“Did everything go okay?” Pain asked

“Yes, we ran into my former captain.”

“Itachi had it covered but the copy ninja's annoying boyfriend started attacking and then some shinobi we couldn’t see sent shockwaves into the ground that sparked a small tsunami.”

“It was at that point we thought it best to retreat. We know the jinchuriki is still located inside the village. There was no need for further engagement.”

Obito felt his chest constrict. Shockwaves...he knew that jutsu. That was the trademark of Rin’s best friend. That was a jutsu unique to you. But you had left the village a long time ago. When had you come back? 

Itachi being the only one among them who knew Tobi’s identity, quickly noticed the shift in Obito’s stance. The rest of the group, completely oblivious to the insignificant comic relief, did not notice as Obito exited the room and hurried towards the village. 

Rather than scouring the Leaf hunting for you, he waited at the one spot he knew you’d come, the memorial yard. Sure enough it only took one evening to catch you bringing lilies to your best friend’s grave. Obito cried with you as you shed tears for your friend but then you did something he didn’t expect, you stopped at the memorial stone to pay your respects to him. 

“Obito, I wish you knew how much I cared for you. You didn’t deserve what you got. You were too good for this world.” You dragged your fingertips along his name, tears streaming down your cheeks as you remembered the boy you loved as a child.

You…cared for him? He was… too good?

Obito felt a pang in his chest. You were just like her. So kind and sweet. Always seeing the best in people. Even poor retches like him. He wanted to thank you but he didn’t want to scare you.  Instead he let curiosity get the better of him and followed you home. He watched you through the window as you did your nighttime routine. Seeing you at peace alone in your home brought him contentment. He  snuck up to the window’s sill to catch a closer view as you got into bed and drifted to sleep. It brought him comfort to see you rest and he took that comfort with him as he finally returned to the hideout.

The next day, plans for tracking the other tailed beasts including the three tails had Obito feeling emotional. Itachi caught how stiff ‘Tobi’ stood during the conversation and soon after caught him leaving the hideout to go see you. He found you at the training grounds running drills with Kakashi’s team.

“Y/N-sensei, I wanna learn a new jutsu!”

“Now Naruto, I am under direct orders from Kakashi to work on chakra control drills with you three. A new jutsu will be no good if you don’t have a way to command the chakra to execute it.”

“When will Kakashi-sensei be better?”

“He’ll be better soon Sakura, don’t you worry.”

Obito sat in the trees watching you for a few hours until the jinchuriki kid was done pestering you. He was such a nuisance but you didn’t lose your patience even a little. The same could not be said about his teammates which seemed to only bring you amusement. When you were done you walked over to the memorial stone and gave your gratitude to your fallen comrades before heading home. 

You were so much like her. Beautiful and sweet as a peach. The way you cared for and nurtured others, it took a hold of his heart. He could watch you all day and never get bored. You were his light in the darkness of the Akatsuki. 

The next day he went out with his partner on their mission. While Deidara requested alone time so he didn’t need to suffer Tobi’s presence, Obito used kamui to visit you. Carefully watching from a distance till you fall asleep. Just like he did every time he visits you. Following the same ritual as before. He’d enter your home and play with your hair, stroking it as you slept. Some nights he would lay with you and breathe in your scent while you were none the wiser. It was in these moments that he knew he needed to protect you. His delicate little peach. No one in this cruel world would bruise you. He would make sure of it.

One evening while you were paying your respects to your friends, a jonin he didn’t recognize approached you. The man brushed your hip and backside and you pulled away as he asked you on a date. The audacity of the man to think of romance while you were mourning your lost comrades. You had told him no and he left but something told Obito it wasn’t over. This was clearly a man who needed to be stopped. 

The next day the man came to you again and held your hips while he asked to take you on a date, a little more forcefully than before. You had declined his request once more and politely pushed his hands off of you before turning to walk away. He had called out to you but before he could say anything further Obito had dragged the man into his void. The shinobi looked around bewildered. Obito growled at him from behind his mask.

“The lady said no” 

“Where the fuck am I?!”  

“A place no one can hear you scream so don’t give me a reason to bring you back here.” If the man could see Obito’s face behind the mask he surely would’ve wet himself. But instead in a facade of bravery he hurls insults at Obito

“A fuckin coward relies on tricks. Be a man and show me your face.”

“My face is none of your business, as for tricks, I have none, just superior prowess.” Obito makes his voice thick and deep, tapping into Madara’s tone of intimidation. “If I see you bother her again it will be the last time you speak.”

His facade is broken and his throat bobs as he swallows his pride. “Fine, no pussy’s worth a fuckin death threat.”

“Good, now that we understand each other, you may go.”

Obito materializes the man back in the village while he teleports himself over to the tree outside of your home. He spots you walk up to your door and head inside. He yearned to be the one greeting you, welcoming you home,  rather than outside in a tree. You should come home to his loving face, not a room of darkness. 

Instead he waits till you are sound asleep to touch your hips where the other man had touched them. He replaced the man’s predatory touch with his loving one. You rolled into him, your subconscious nestling into his presence. He held you, almost falling asleep from your intoxicating pheromones as they lull him into a state of bliss. When he was sure you wouldn’t wake, he slipped his body out of your bed, replacing himself with a pillow as you searched for his comfort. 

His thumb brushed over your forehead before he disappeared from your home. His beautiful peach ripe for the picking.

While masquerading around as Tobi, Obito couldn’t help but feel lonely and isolated. His thoughts of you began to consume his mind. Every opportunity he had to visit you, he took. He had disappeared so often that the Akatsuki almost forgot about him, not that they were complaining about taking a break from his annoying persona. 

He noticed that you and Kakashi had become close. You were always assisting with his young team and visiting the cemetery together. Obito didn’t like this one bit. Kakashi would pluck his sweet peach from him. But he had to remind himself that Kakashi did keep you safe when you joined his team on missions. He took care of you when Obito could not. Though that didn’t dull his need to claim you, take you as his own. The feeling was intensifying, swelling every day. 

He found himself hunting down every man who so much as looked at you. Kakashi was the only man who’s affection he let slide…even though he was the one who made him the most angry. Maybe it was his sentiment for his old friend. Maybe it was his fear of Kakashi’s skill. Either way, he let him be, not wanting to catch the copy ninja’s attention. 

The remaining miscreants were hunted without mercy. Sometimes he couldn’t help the bloodshed that was inevitable. He was unable to restrain himself, when it came to his peach, there was no limit to what he would do to keep you safe. If they showed no remorse for their predatory stares and their greedy thoughts he would gladly hear them scream before stopping their hearts. A trail of blood secretly followed you but it was all in your delicate name.

He kept tabs on everything you did, especially when it came to your missions. He had to ensure your safety. Recently learning some of the details of one of your upcoming missions, he knew he’d have to keep special watch over you. It was a dangerous mission with Hidden Mist shinobi that had been under consideration to join his troupe. He couldn’t risk history repeating itself and no longer cared if Deidara or Itachi figured out what he had been doing with his spare time. Even though you would be joining Kakashi on this mission, it wasn’t a guarantee of your safety. He already knew that too well and he must protect his sweet peach at all costs.

He stalks your group as you travel through the woods, earning him a side eye from Kakashi who knew something was up but couldn’t quite pin his finger on who the lurker was. You asked him what was wrong but Kakashi refused to say anything, not wanting to tip off a watching Obito that he knew they were being followed. 

Nice try Bakashi, but I already know your tricks.

Soon you came across your target. As predicted they put up quite a fight. You and Kakashi made a remarkable team fending them off. Your mission was to capture them for intel but the confrontation with the targets escalated to the point that elimination was deemed necessary. Obito was impressed by your strength. You took on three of them at once, knocking them down with your earth style shockwave. You manipulated the magnitude, where the earth would fracture, where it would cave in, and even where it would snap up. It was an impressive jutsu but it was not foolproof. He watched you closely, ready to intervene if it ever became too much. He watched you so closely that he hadn’t noticed the back up Mist shinobi that had been summoned. Kunai thrown from the trees flew at you as you went to weave more hand signs. You lept out of the way but still one caught your leg and the other grazed your thigh.

No.

Before Obito could even breathe he was in front of you, mangekyou in place, murder in the front of his mind. His stance was so protective, you didn’t doubt whose side this unknown stranger was on for a second. You simply pulled the kunai out of your leg allowing the blood to flow freely before going on the defensive. 

When a second wave of backup came, you did what you could but you were overwhelmed. Kakashi and his team could not keep up with the stampede of attacks. The fear for your safety caused Obito to snap. He went on a homicidal rampage, annihilating the entire group with gruesome bloodshed, bringing both yourself and Kakashi to a halt. 

In your stunned transe you didn’t catch the shinobi who snuck past your blind spot and stabbed you in the chest. When Obito turns to slice down the man he sees you clutching the kunai. In the span of a single heartbeat he dropped his weapon and pulled you into his void, bending over you in a state of panic. 

He stole your body from the battlefield so quickly Kakashi almost missed it. Kakashi finished off the last of the Mist shinobi, making certain that the life of the man who attacked you would drain by his hand. He stood up in alarm asking Naruto and Sakura if they saw who the man was that took you away. Neither of them did and Kakashi instructed them to search the nearby area for you.

Obito’s hands shook over you as he went to remove the knife, holding pressure where it once had pricked you like a pincushion. You had no idea where you were or who this man was. You had just watched him slaughter nearly twenty men to protect you immediately before his abduction. You would have been terrified if you didn’t have a more pressing issue to tend to.

“My peach, how do I help?” 

In your state of confusion you thought you misheard him. He must have you confused with someone else. You feel your consciousness begin to slip as you speak.

“Do you know…medical…ninjutsu?” it came out as a whisper.

“No” he whined

“Need…Sakura.”

“I can do that.” 

Obito goes back to the scene of his crime. Bodies strewn all over the field. He felt accomplished to see them sprawled out and covered in red.

“Hey you, girl”

“Me?! What did you do with Y/N-sensei?!”

“She’s safe. You know medical ninjutsu?”

“Yeah”

“Meet me over there.” 

She looked at the masked Obito with severe skepticism. He nodded at her and walked away, swirling out of sight as he did, stepping into his void to retrieve you. 

He lifted you up, supporting under your shoulders and knees. He held you close, his entire body tense with worry but somehow gentle. He felt so warm as you were growing cold from your wounds. Despite the horrors you saw him commit, you laid your head against his chest as he carried you back outside to a sheltered spot behind a few trees and a bush where Sakura was waiting.

He laid you down and instructed Sakura to do what she had to while he eagerly watched. Sakura gave him sideways glances many times when she felt she could afford to risk the distraction. Who was this terrifying murderer? Why did he have a fixation with you? After twenty minutes Sakura lowered her hands, panting from the amount of chakra used.

“There.”

“She’s healed?”

She nods, “She’s healed. The major damage at least.”

“Thank you”

He scoops up your body and retreats back to his void as Skaura shouts at your disappearing figures. 

You were out cold, resting for nearly a day when you woke up in a makeshift bed in a dark endless room filled with large gray blocks. 

“Where am I?”

You scan your surroundings but it hurts too much to move. The mysterious masked man suddenly appears in the room causing you to jump, quickly followed by you grabbing your chest in pain. 

“Careful Peach” he says as he rushes to your side, falling on his knees beside you.

“Why do you keep calling me that?” you inquire with eyes screwed shut in pain.

“Because you are my delicate Peach. I need to take care of you.”

“I’ve been taking care of myself just fine, thank you.” you say through clenched teeth, feeling the pain radiate over your entire chest. This man was clearly insane. Despite how he took care of you, you knew you were in danger.

“I wouldn’t call your current condition ‘just fine’, Peach.”

He feels your forehead, looking for signs of fever.

“Just who are you anyways?”

“It doesn’t matter. All that matters is you’re okay.”

“It does matter. And I need to go back to my team, let them know I’m okay.”

“The girl knows you’re okay, she’ll tell them.”

“Yes, but I need to get back to them. I need to-”

“No.”

“Excuse me?” Disbelief filled you, yet the earlier bells of warning were officially verified.

He looks at you and shakes his head. “No.”

You look at him stunned, fear swelling. You look around the dark empty space starting to wonder where the exit was.

“You’re not going back. They can’t protect you. I know that now. You will stay with me. Here.”

Stunned into silence you look up at him. You open your mouth and close it a few times before you finally say to him, “You can’t keep me here.”

“I can and I will.”

Obito watches as terrified anger blossoms on your face. You stand up in spite of the pain, searching for an exit. Glancing over your shoulder at him as you move further and further away, frantically peering behind every gray pillar and block.

“You won’t be able to leave on your own.” he calls to you. “Only I can teleport you in and out of here.”

“And where is here?” You say, walking back towards him with a guise of bravery.

“My void”

Your jaw fell open. “Your what?”

“My void. Only I have access to it using Kamui.”

Comprehension made your eyes flood with tears. You were trapped. A madman who just slaughtered a fleet of shinobi to save you has trapped you in another dimension to ‘keep you safe.’ You looked up at him pleading, “I want to go home. Let me go home.”

“I can’t…it’s not safe.”

“But my home, my friends, the village…”

“They will be fine without you.”

Starting to realize he was serious, you begin to plead. “At least let me tell them where I have gone. That way they don’t come looking for me. Let me say goodbye.”

“Peach, I can’t risk you running away. I can’t risk you getting hurt.” He reaches out to pet your hair and you shy away from his touch.

The tears leak down your cheeks, feeling helpless. You walk away and sit down, turning away from the masked man, hugging your knees to your chest and resting your head against the tops of your knee caps.

Obito, feeling pain at seeing you so sad walks up and puts a hand on your shoulder, “It has to be this way Peach, I’m sorry.”

He leaves you alone to sulk. You would be fine. You would grow to accept things the way that they are. You would grow to love him in spite of how it started. It was all going to be okay.

When he left in a swirl you wept. You allowed your mind to panic and wander to all the terrifying possibilities. What was he going to do with you? Why was he obsessed with you? How were you going to get out of this? 

The more your mind reeled the quieter your tears became. Eventually you collapsed back onto the ashen floor. As you lay there, staring up at the black ceiling of his void, exhaustion and sadness ebb you to sleep. 

You wake up the next day to find a large chunk of your stuff from your home was suddenly in the void. He had made the effort to move your belongings to you, even bringing many of your most cherished items such as your favorite clothes, your favorite mug, the blanket you sleep with every night, and your photos of Obito and Rin. 

How did this man know these would be the items you’d want most? How long had he been following you? You felt a shiver roll down your spine.

What you presume to be hours later, the masked man returns to check on you. He’s more timid than he was before. Approaching you carefully. 

“Thank you” you say, looking at the floor, “for bringing me some of my stuff. I’m still pissed, and I’m not staying here, but I appreciate the effort.” You were terrified but you didn’t want him to know that. You were going to find a way out of this. You just had to figure out how to get out of this damned dimension first.

If only you could see the smile below his mask. Overwhelmed by how cute you are he pulls you into a hug. You’re stiff with terror but you feel his strong torso pushed up against your own and you can’t help the little part of you that is left breathless. It feels familiar and warm but you can’t place why.

“I love you Peach.” he says as he holds you in his arms, laying his head on top of your head. He was insane. You reply to him with a shaking voice,

“If you loved me you’d give me some windows instead of dreary slate abyss. I can’t even tell what time of day it is.”

“Sorry, voids don’t work that way, Peach.”

“Sorry, I guess being abducted is new to me.” you forced the sass into your tone. You were petrified but you needed a way out of here. You figured maybe you could manipulate his affection for you.

Obito winces at the word abduction. He prefers to think of it as protection

“What? You didn’t think I’d be okay with this, did you? That is the title of what this is.” You weren’t sure where this bravery came from but he was buying it.

“At least I’m not trying to poison you against your own clan, or acting as the architect to kill your childhood crush.” he said with a venom that made you believe he was speaking from experience but you were too focused on your own situation to care. Your false bravery turned into false anger.

“Sorry to steal the opportunity away from you but I don’t have much in the way of a clan and my childhood crush is already dead.”

His face snapped and locked onto yours. “What did you say?”

“I’m not repeating myself, I know you heard me the first time.”

You watched as his throat bobbed beneath his black mask. Why did that impact him so much? Who was this guy anyways? He acted like he had known you your whole life yet you only know him as a mask and tuft of hair.

“Who are you?”

He turned and walked away from you, “Someone long dead to you”

Well that didn’t answer any questions. If anything it brought up more.

“Well if you won’t tell me who you are, then tell me what to call you.”

“Currently the world knows me as Tobi.”’

“Do you want me to call you Tobi then?”

“No…”

“Then what do I call you?”

He paused. “I guess Tobi is fine.”

“Okay, well Tobi, I want to go home. I am not spending my life tucked inside this vault.”

“That’s out of the question.”

You inhale deeply. Acting skills front and center. “Then I guess my safety isn’t guaranteed.”

He glanced over, tilting his head, giving you a questioning look.

“Your top priority is my safety. I can think of a lot of ways to make myself unsafe all alone here in this little void of yours,” You taunt him with your words as your eyes dart around the room.

His blood boiled over. Were you really suggesting what he thought you were? And over some dumb sunlight?! His hands twitched by his side.

“Tobi, if you intend for this” you say pointing around the void, “to be the rest of my life, it will be a short one because I’m not doing it.” you cross your arms. Of course you weren’t actually suicidal but you were going to say anything to better your circumstances. He may be your psychotic captor but he seemed to have a weakness for your well being and you were going to pull at that thread till he unraveled.

He heaved a heavy sigh before grumbling. “Give me a day to figure it out.”

“And how will I know if it's been a day?! I can’t tell time without the sun or so much as a frickin watch!”

The theatrics were working. 

“I’m sorry Peach, I’ll be back.”

He fled from the void with his tail between his legs. You let out a huge breath. How you were able to pull that stunt off was beyond you. Desperation breeds its own strength. You hoped with all your might when he came back it was to get you out of his little dimension. 

You waited, having absolutely nothing to do. No books, no games, no radio, no food, no beverage…nothing. 

You mind tortured you with thoughts. You wondered how everyone was back home, rejecting the demons of your subconscious telling you that you may never see them again. 

I will find a way out of this. 

You strolled around checking out what was behind all the gray boxes. Surprise, it was more gray boxes. You climbed each one, beginning to count them as you went. You were usually a very ambitious person but there was nothing to do. You began playing with your jutsu to see if it would work in a void. Update: it does. You brought an entire kilometer to rubble just for fun and treaded up the path you created to get some exercise. Then you jumped block to block, back to your little makeshift bedroom waiting for Tobi. Eventually you got tired so you made yourself ready for bed hoping that when you woke up he would be back with updated living arrangements.

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You turn over as you stir and nuzzle into a hand that is softly petting your hair. 

“Good Morning Peach”

You stiffen before your eyes dart up to his. Mask of bravery back in place, you greet him. “Good morning Tobi.” He winces. He hates how the false moniker sounds coming from your mouth. 

“I see you started destroying my void.”

“I was bored so I decided to train.”

A hearty chuckle left his throat. “I made arrangements but please understand I will not sound or behave like myself where we are going.”

“And why is that?”

“You will see eventually.”

“Oh boy, so glad you enlightened me.” you lay the sarcasm thick and it only makes him laugh more. Good, he finds you charming. You can work with this.

“I also want to warn you, we will be among rogue shinobi.”

“So your idea of keeping me safe is to have me live with the very people that I’ve been hunting. The very same people who want to kill me and my friends?”

“Yes, If you are among us, no one will bother you. If you remained in the village, you would be subject to their…missions.”

“Seems like stupid logic if you ask me.”

“Please trust me.”

“I don’t, but I don’t have a choice either.”

“At least you’re not dumb”

“Did you think I was?”

“Not even for a second.”

He grabbed your hand with his strong possessive one. Something about the way your palm fit in his felt right. You weren’t sure why but that was the signal your brain sent your hand when you gripped it tighter. A psychopath whose hand you were holding. Great, you’ve completely lost your marbles a mere three days into captivity.

Next thing you knew you could smell the air of the earth again, you could see the shadows left by the sun, happiness washed over you in a visible way and Tobi’s fingers slid between yours upon seeing your reaction. He pulled you into another hug, he seems to always be hugging you. It’s like he’s forcing you to get used to him. “I will be this person when we are alone. I will be another when the others are around. You understand?”

You nod your head worried about what he could possibly mean? What kind of a monster is he around this gang of thugs that he needs to warn you?

He removes his hand from yours and places it between your shoulder blades pushing you towards a cavern. A man with orange hair, purple eyes and many piercings looks you up and down as you enter. 

“Tobi, this is her?”

“Yes Pain! This is the hostage I spoke about!” His voice was comically high pitched and he sounded like a child. You tried your hardest not to react but it was just so different from what you were expecting. 

“Put her in the dungeon.”

“Well sir, remember I requested she stay in my room, sir?!”

“Yes but she’s a hostage, who will stop her from escaping?”

“Do you really think she’s dumb enough to try and leave the hideout of the Akatsuki?”

Your face went pale as you realized just who you had been dealing with this whole time. They were supposed to wear black cloaks with red clouds. You hadn’t seen Tobi wear his once! Always dressed in all black with sandles. But your reaction built a convincing case. The man named Pain accepted your fear as enough of a restraint. He didn’t question why it would be Tobi’s room but some blonde man eyed you hungirly and told Pain Tobi was probably keeping you in his room to finally lose his virginity. 

Once behind his door, he modulated his voice back to normal.

“What the hell was that?” you asked more honestly than you intended.

“What? You’ve never seen an act before?”

“Well of course. But why do you make yourself seem like a fool?”

“So no one will suspect.”

“Suspect what?”

“Don’t worry about it. Here.” Tobi swirls you back into his void and he starts gathering your things. After a second you begin to copy him and he brings you both back to his room in the Akatsuki hideout. You start to find nooks and crannies to store your things leaving only one remaining item in your hands. He watches you as you look down on your photos of your friends. Eyes lingering over the one of you and Obito before you tuck them away with mist in your eyes. 

“Are you okay?”

“No, but…thank you…for bringing the photos. I don’t know how you knew but I appreciate it.”

Tobi pulled you into another hug. You were unsure why he cared so much and why you kept letting him hug you. Maybe it was cause compared to your new roommates he suddenly seems less scary. To his credit this hug felt nice. Plus, since it seems like he was going to be your only companion for a while, you decided to tolerate it. 

He unfurled the hug and began tugging at your shirt. Lifting the hem above your neck, exposing your bare breasts.

“Hey!”

He disregarded your complaint and touched where your stab wound had been. “How does it feel?”

“It’s fine.” You say blushing while you cover your bosom. “May you please let go of my shirt now?”

“Huh? Oh, of course. Sorry Peach.” He drops your shirt and backs away swiftly almost as if he was embarrassed. He seemed a little more humane today so you decided to press your luck and scout out your surroundings.

“Can we go outside? I’d appreciate some sun and maybe some real food”

He gives you a piercing stare out of the eye hole of his mask.  “Stay by my side. I know you are strong but however strong you think you are, I am stronger.”

You gulp remembering the massacre you witnessed three days ago.

“I will be your protector. No one will hurt you ever again.” he lifted your chin so you’d look up at his eye through the swirling mask. “I promise.”

“I believe you…”

You see his eye crease when you speak. He was happy. That’s good. Keep him happy and it will give you openings to escape…though you weren’t sure outrunning him would be possible given his tricky teleportation ability.

You spend the afternoon with him, gathering intel and acting flirty, playing along with his advances. When he grabbed your hand, you laced your fingers. When he reached for your hip, you reached for his. When he hugged you, you draped your arms around his neck. You play into his affection for you, keeping him happy, earning his trust and lowering his guard. If I keep this up, captivity will be bearable. But you also feared that if you acted a little too well, you may fall for your own lies. Holding him today felt too easy given your desperate situation. Was it a genjutsu perhaps?

Nighttime came and instead of parading you past the other members of the Akatsuki who were home between missions, he teleported you both straight to his chambers. You get ready for bed and realize you do not have a bed of your own. It was still in the void. Would he send you to spend the nights in the void? He cleared his throat, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“I would feel safest if you shared the bed with me.” he said looking down. “You can sleep on the opposite side of the bed if you would like but I don’t want an enemy who finds the hideout to get to you before I wake.” 

You swallow nervously. You know he loves you. That much is obvious but you are searching for signs that he might try to take advantage of you while you’re unconscious. You think back to earlier when he was checking your wound. He didn’t seem to register that he had exposed your breasts for his pleasure. It was almost like your anatomy was irrelevant, only your well being consumed his thoughts. You chose to believe he will be respectful and so you agree.

“Pick whichever side you want. I’ll be back when I’m done.” He grabs a fresh pair of pants and heads to the bathroom. When the door is snapped shut you stand there looking at the bed. You’ve never chosen a side of the bed before. You’ve never been in a situation where you had to. You paced around the mattress like it was the most daunting choice you ever had to make. It’s not like this was a long term decision. You’d escape or convince him to let you go soon enough. So why were you weighing your options so carefully? 

Eventually you decide to choose the side closest to the window and give him the side closest to the door. You were much more afraid of his fellow gang members coming in with less than pure intentions than you were of outside shinobi coming for the blood of the Akatsuki. 

Just as you finally slip between the sheets, Tobi comes out of the bathroom with only a pair of black stretch sweatpants on. Your eyes drink up his figure. His body was half white as if made up of false materials but it moved like it was his real body. He was extremely toned, swollen pecs and chiseled abs cut across his upper body causing a little drool to pool in the corner of your mouth. Most surprisingly, he also took off his mask and below you saw battle torn skin that etched across the right side of a face that was intimidating, yet soft and familiar. His eyes catch you staring and he quickly looks down removing some of the intimidation you felt. 

He scratches the back of his neck. “I haven’t shown my face to anyone in years. I’m sorry if it scares you. I just can’t always sleep in the mask.”

“No, it’s fine” you say in a hoarse voice. Your throat had suddenly gone dry. “It’s not scary.” 

It wasn’t but what did scare you was the thoughts of what epic battle had mangled him to this degree only for him to survive and still be as strong as he is. You suddenly wondered if he was invincible and if escape would ever be possible. 

He took his position on the vacant side of the bed, smiling that you left him by the door. He knew exactly why you chose the side you did. He turned to face you from under the covers. 

“Goodnight Peach.”

“Goodnight Tobi.”

You see him wince as you say his name. You knew he wasn’t lying when he said he didn’t want you calling him by that name. He turns over and extinguishes the candle letting darkness blanket the room as you drift to sleep with surprising ease. Your body’s alarm, shockingly low given your current residence.

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Sunlight seeps into the room as Obito wakes up. He suddenly realizes how warm he is and it only took a few more blinks of his groggy eyes to realize why. You had traveled over to his side of the bed last night and latched onto him. He smiled, feeling his chest fill with joy. He petted your hair. You were his. You didn’t know it yet, but you were. In a few short days not only were you almost completely healed from your recent battle but you were falling for him too. Hugging him, holding his hand, cuddling in bed, Obito had never experienced human touch like this before but he was sure it didn’t always feel this right. 

He tries waking you but is met with grumpy groans and you bury yourself deeper into his chest. He kisses the top of your head as your little fists cling to him tight. He gave up on trying to wake you and let you ride out your sleep, enjoying the cuddles that were sure to cease as soon as you came to. 

Sure enough, nearly an hour later he hears you sharply inhale as you withdraw from him. You quickly sit up and face the window as he casually stretches and gets up. 

“Good Morning” he yawns feeling smug and powerful

“Morning” you say as you adjust your messy bun, trying to seem casual as you hide your embarrassment that you were needily cuddling with your kidnapper. 

You both get ready for the day, you donning a set of tactical clothes for no reason other than it was what you were used to and him, his mask and Akatsuki gear, no longer hiding the cloak now that you knew his occupation. He grabs your hip and teleports you to a tea shop for breakfast. 

You live out a week in this manner. Spending all your free time together. Occasionally having run-ins with the other Akatsuki members. They eye you in a bone chilling way. You are certain they are calculating how to enter into your room without awakening Tobi. They are nothing but disrespectful towards him, but he gives as good as he gets. You especially have to hone your acting skills to not laugh when Tobi says something ignorant and rude in his comedic tone, earning the anger of who you now know is his partner Deidara. 

One thing that bothers you the most is the ever watchful eyes of the mass murderer Itachi Uchiha. He is always polite and quiet and would seemingly be the nicest of the members if not for his reputation for slaughtering his entire clan. It’s always the quiet ones. You didn’t like how he would stare at you. After your last run in with him and Kisame, you were sure they were looking for retribution. You decide to bring this up to Tobi as he gets in bed. 

“Tobi,” he winces “I know you said I’d be safe here among the other members but I recently fought against Itachi and Kisame. I don’t like how the Uchiha looks at me. I feel like he’s looking for payback.”

“He’s not.”

You were annoyed at how quickly his dismissed you. His concern for your safety was then entire reason for your current predicament.

“How do you know that?”

“Cause I know him.”

“So you should know what he did.”

“I do.”

“And you trust him?”

“With my life.”

“How can you say that? He doesn’t even know your true identity?” 

You are gobsmacked by the wild claim Tobi is making. He killed his entire bloodline and Tobi was okay with that. It was moments like this that reminded you that Tobi was a murderer, not the lovable goof that he had been masquerading around as. 

“Itachi is the only person walking this earth who knows my true identity.”

Your jaw drops open. 

“But you said that no one had seen your face…”

“It’s true, he does not know my face but he knows my identity.” You were at a loss. “One day I will enlighten you on the events of that night but know this, of every person here, Itachi is the one you can trust the most to keep you safe. If anything happens to me, he is entrusted with your safety.”

The thought terrified you. He was out of his mind. You saw what Itachi did to Kakashi first hand. You saw the morning after the Uchiha massacre. He was not to be trusted. “Tobi, no…”

His nose twitches and that was the last straw. “Well if you hate the name Tobi so much then why do you go by it!” your emotions had been high strung for over a week and you were snapping, boldly yelling at your captor.

“I don’t hate the name. I just hate when you say it.”

“What the fuck does that mean?!”

“Cause it feels wrong to hear you call me by something other than my name.”

“There’s just no winning with you. I can’t call you by your real name cause it’s some big secret that only a serial killer knows and oh yeah, apparently that same psychopath inherits me if you die!”

You cross your arms over your chest, huffing in frustration. You weren’t even sure why it bothered you so much. This is a temporary situation. You were kidnapped. You were going to escape. If Tobi dies then it will mean you’re finally free. You just have to find a way to sneak out of this hideout and you could finally go home.

“He’s the only one I can trust to guard you with his life.”

You roll your eyes, huffing once more before pursing your lips. “Why? I need to know, Tobi. Why?”

He looks down and shrinks in your gaze. “Because only he knows what it’s like to love as an Uchiha.”

You felt the wind knocked out of you. Was he saying what you think he is?

“You’re a…?”

“Yes.”

“But Itachi…”

“...had help.”

Your hand flys to your mouth covering it in shock. 

He finally looks up at you. “Y/N, it’s not what you think it is. I can explain.”

You feel fear chill your entire body and you see on his face how upset he is that you are more afraid of him than ever. He rushes towards you and gets on his knees begging and pleading, “please allow me to explain.”

“Your clan…you helped him murder…all those people.” you said it robotically. You begin to disassociate from the conversation, lost in thought till you circled around to the realization that no one talked about a missing body among the corpses. The only survivor was Saskue. There was no one else left unaccounted for among the names of the fallen brethren. So who was Tobi?

“Tobi, if you’re an Uchiha, then who are you?”

His face flushed to a cherry red. Despite the horrifying details he just shared, for the first time you felt you had the upper hand in your captivity. Why was he so afraid to tell you? He grabbed both your hands, rubbing his thumbs along your knuckles. 

Your eyes bore into him anxiously waiting for an answer.

“It’s me.” 

You remained silent, your stern expression waiting for clarification.

“Obito”

Your hands went limp in his hold. Every tense muscle relaxed as your heart leapt to your throat getting your hopes up. Then after a moment you began shaking and crying with anger. 

“That’s not funny, Tobi.” You growled at him in quiet rage. “Obito died over a decade ago. Kakashi and Rin saw it happen. None of us were the same after. I visit his grave every day I’m in the village. But I’m sure you knew that already, didn't you?” You were seeing red. He had been stalking you. This was all a ruse to get you to fall for him. You didn’t care for your safety at this moment, even after discovering he was a part of one of the most heinous crimes in the history of the Leaf, you were going to knock sense into this liar if it was the last thing you ever did. 

“Y/N, it’s me. It’s really me.” He grabs your photo of him and holds it by his face. “See?” 

You can’t see the resemblance cause your eyes are too full of tears. 

“Take your hands off that photo! Don’t touch it!”

“Y/N, think about it.” He pleads with you, “Kakashi has a sharingan in his left eye. My left eye is missing. Obito was crushed under a boulder on his right side. Look at my right side! It looks like this.” he gestured to the Hashirama cells, “I was rescued, Y/N. Madara found me. I survived.”

You had to admit that it made sense except for the last part. 

“Madara is dead.”

“He is now, but he wasn’t at the time. He became my master after the accident, after I healed, after Rin…”

His voice cracked at the last word. It was a sobering sound causing your anger to break.

“...Obito?”

He swallowed heavily, “Yes”

You believed him….

The wave of emotion that crashed over you knocked you to your knees. You fell to the ground sobbing. The boy you had loved all your life was before you, taking care of you, alive and well. A monster who had done horrendous things but he was alive. The realization broke your mind. Obito joined you on the floor, holding you as you cried in his arms. 

“Why did you never come back? All of us, we needed you. I-I needed you.”

“I can’t tell you that Peach. But I’m here now. I won’t leave you.” 

Your hands grabbed at him like he would disappear at any given moment. One arm wrapping around his back, the other cradling his head as you hyperventilate in his arms. 

He nuzzles into the curve of your neck as he professes, “I love you Peach.” 

You wanted to say it back but talking wasn’t an option. You were too overcome with emotion. 

He helped you up to standing and laid you down on the bed. He got in next to you and held you in his arms till your cries quieted. His large palm stroking over your back, comforting you as your mind came to grips with the fact that he was very much alive and very much in love with you the way you were in love with him. 

Occasionally as you cried, he’d kiss your cheek or your temple. Suddenly all the terrifying things you’d witnessed over the past ten days were no longer so terrifying. He stalked you cause he loved you. He murdered all those shinobi to protect you. He kidnapped you cause he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. The alarms that he been blaring in your head all turned quiet.

Your breathing began to return to normal and you pulled away to look at Obito squarely in the face, leaving no room for misinterpretation. You needed him to know your intentions. 

You grabbed both sides of his face and leaned in for a kiss. He quickly pulled you into his body as tightly as he could, squishing you into his chest, nearly breaking your ribs with want. You both inhaled deeply as your lips locked onto each other. You opened your mouth, seeking to deepen the kiss. It was your first one after all, you wanted to make it good. 

You toss your leg over his hip, grinding into him as one of his hands lowered to stroke your thigh and ass cheek. You moan into his mouth, him returning your sounds of affection into your own. The stroking of your leg became rough as his tough hands grip into the flesh of your behind. Your breathing heavy and ragged as your arousal increases. 

Eventually he falls to his back as you straddle him, hunching over to feast on his mouth while you continue to roll your hips against his pants. You were in the most heated and only kiss of your life and you were sure for Obito it was the same. His deep groans as you dry humped his boner concealed inside his sweatpants made your heart flutter with excitement. Everything that had been stolen from you as an adolescent was right beneath you, in your arms and between your legs. 

Obito released your lips to lean his head back with a particularly loud moan echoing out of him causing Deidera to pound against the wall. “Just cause I knew you were going to fuck her doesn’t mean I need to hear it you fucking virgins!”

You laugh centimeters from his face before he flips you onto the bed so he is hovering over your panting silhouette. Lashes fluttering as you salivate from the way his strong presence looms over you. 

“Obito, I…” He kisses you slow and deep, not letting you speak. You break the kiss to finish your sentence. “I love you.”

He latches onto your lips again before speaking into your mouth, “I love you too.”

You wrap both of your legs around him, lifting yourself up to rut into him when he finally leans back on his knees to rip down your pajama pants, letting your legs fall to each side, exposing your soft flesh, ready and waiting to be sullied with unholy deeds. He sinks down, positioning himself between your legs. You prop yourself up on your elbows to watch him with curious interest. 

He kisses and sucks on your inner thighs. He releases the pliable flesh with a pop and smiles at his artwork. Of course he’d leave a mark the first chance he got. You were his after all. 

He worked his way to your center, licking a stripe up your sex before latching over your little bundle of nerves. He began to suck on it as if hoping to separate it from your body. He licked the small nub gently between vicious suckling, driving you wild and causing you to squirm. Your hand shot down to rest in his hair as you furrowed your brows and tilted your hips up into his chin, soaking his face in your secretions. Desperate need consuming your body.

He came up for air and crawled back up over you to get another one of your sweet kisses, before sinking his fingers into your tight virgin cunt. You whimper into his lips. He drags his fingers in and out of you causing you to clench around them. You make small cries as you feel him attempting to stretch you, readying you for his intrusion. 

Your hand reached for him, looking to sink beneath his pants to stroke what you desired. He propped himself up on his elbow next to you while his hand reached between your legs. You slipped between his abdominals and his waistband, fingers gliding around his thick base before closing around it and stroking upwards. Obito shuddered at your touch, hips instinctively thrusting towards you. Your hand firmly set around him, stroking up and down, you twisted towards his face to continue kissing him. The sloppy exchange continuing while you worked between each other’s legs. The heat radiated off of your bodies as your lust filled every pore. You pull back, a trail of spit connecting your mouths as you speak.

“I’m ready.”

Obito withdrew his fingers as he leaned away. He sucked his fingers clean as he stood up next to the bed. He dropped his pants so that they pooled around his ankles. He stepped out of the fabric and crawled back on the bed over you. 

He gently glided his barren length over your folds, lubricating himself in your sopping wet juices. His tip lightly poked at your swollen bud causing your breath to hitch. He gives you a nod signaling he’s going in. He sinks just the tip in and your arms tighten around him in response.

“Are you okay?”

You look up into his eyes and nod. “Mhm”

He begins to push inwards. You gasp at the stretch. It was painful but soon it shifted into a pleasurable sensation.

“Are you still okay?”

You bit your lower lip as you nod in agreement. He reached down. He wanted to be the one biting your lip. Connecting his with yours once more, his tongue swirled with passion as he stroked in and out of you slowly, allowing you to turn into a puddle under him. You cry into his mouth as you feel your walls constrict around him. You had never felt anything quite like it. Every part of you was satisfied in this position. Legs wrapped around his waist, lips connected with his, sharing the air you breathed, and the feeling of him buried in you. It was love in its purest sense. 

His soft slow romantic strokes began to give way as he realized how good the friction felt. Your tight walls wrapped around him so well, squeezing him in a way he could have never even dreamt about. You were perfection itself and it was making him ravenous.

He rolled his hips into you till they slapped against your rear. You make little sounds in response to the connection. It encourages him so he continues to roll. You keep mewling with each stroke. It is an anthem to his heart and he wants to hear it played louder. He begins slamming into you. You want to take it and please him but it’s becoming too much. 

You see his eyes gloss over. He’s consumed with the unfamiliar sensation. He flips you onto your stomach. He straddles you with his knees on either side of your legs, pinning them together. He thrusts up and in as you lay down flat. He slams his palm down on your cheek and you make a small grunt upon impact. You hear him smirk.”tch” He wants to do that again. 

You grunt a second time. He sits back on his heels and pulls your perfect body up off the bed and sits you down on his erection. Back facing him, he snakes his hands around your front and under your shirt. His muscular arms lift you up and down on him as you sing out little sounds of pleasure. 

“That’s it baby. You’re doing such a good job.”

You completely exhale as he whispers praise into your ear. Your heart thundering at a wild pace as one hand grabs on top of his hand that has a bruising grip on your chest and the other reaches back to grab him behind his head. 

He bends forward to lay light kisses along your neck and into the curve of your shoulder. You were his every desire. All the dangerous things he was capable of were only out of love for you. He would murder hordes of shinobi, tame tailed beasts, and level entire cities in your honor. He would do anything to live this moment on repeat for the rest of his life. 

You twist in his arms, politely asking to look upon his face. He sits back as he lifts you off of him. You turn around on your knees and straddle his lap, facing him as he tugs at your hem, gently lifting the fabric over your head and tossing it to a dark corner of the room. 

He hunches down to taste your perky peaks. His tongue dragging along each nub before his lips close around it with a gentle suckle. Your head lulls backwards as you cry out blissfully, allowing the new sensations to overwhelm your mind. Obito rocks your body up and down along his shaft but he doesn’t think he will be able to hold out much longer. 

He gingerly lays you down on your back, propping your legs open with his arms as he leans down, pushing his chest into yours. You feel your flexibility being tested as he sinks into you and your eyes widen at how deep he went. He begins to stroke, craving the warmth of the fast friction generated by his thrusts. He allows his sack to sway into your rear, hitting it with a satisfying clap at each impact. Your face begins to twist with pleasure. Your rhythmic cries calling to him like a siren's song. 

He leans down and presses his lips into yours, allowing your moans to reverberate around the inside of his mouth. He nears his climax as you reach yours. Releasing together in loving harmony. He slowly pumps into you, draining the seed from his length into your loving walls that graciously drink it in. 

Your doting eyes never leave his face. You realize you are hopelessly bound to him. You would never escape your captivity, nor did you want to. Both of you have surrendered to the other. Your head collapses onto the pillow and he licks one last stripe up your neck before falling next to you and kissing your jaw. His strong finger tugs at your chin, turning you to him so he may continue to adorn your lips with kisses. 

Your faces would fold into each other's necks as your bodies tangled together under the covers. The man who kidnapped you, now your most valued treasure. He would possessively hold his delicate little peach every night from henceforth and you would never speak of going home ever again because now that Obito lay with you, you were home. You allow your eyes to close and your heart to go still as you fall into a deep slumber in his arms.

Home… 

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[kdjojo]

Hellloooo ,any obkk all time fav recs for this poor anon ?

HOKLY SHILT YES I actually have a lot but some of them r a/b/o (a lot of these r by the same author)

Kintsugi

Five years after the Fourth War, Kakashi finds himself reliving his worst days as he wakes up on a battlefield he left behind long ago. But this isn't the fight that he remembers, and this isn't the role he's meant to play.

The face staring back from the other side of the war is enough to break his heart.

OR:

After acquiring a new book, Kakashi finds himself in another world playing the villain. Worse still is that this isn't the first time he's been here.

Quiet revolutions

Tensions are running high between Kumo and Konoha. Between the targeting of the Hyuga clan for their Byakugan and an unknown ANBU running interference on missions, their tentative alliance is strained and war is just one slip-up away.

Not wanting any part in this, Obito is dragged into it anyway when he's given a mission to find out who instigated the attack. Instead, he gets more than he bargained for when a certain Kumo-nin lies in wait on the other side of Kamui.

OR:

Due to extenuating circumstances, Kakashi grows up in Kumo and decides that this strange, masked ANBU skulking around his village would make for a fun distraction from his boredom.

Kill the Lights + Fools Paradise + Fools Gold (This r all connected BTW!! Fools Gold and Fools Paradise show how they met as kids)

Improper use of Kamui finds Kakashi in a world where he and Obito are mated, the Kannabi Bridge mission was handed off to another team, and people are calling him an omega.

That's the least of his issues.

Meanwhile, a certain Kamui-displaced omega has his hands full dealing with the mess of another timeline.

OR:

While an omega Kakashi from an alternate reality tries to single-handedly fix canon, ours learns what it's like to be the protagonist in one of Master Jiraiya's novels.

Warning for this one because OH MY GOD. THIS HAS SO MUCH DARK STUFF IN IT.

To lose is to gain

Kakashi started to sob, the sound weak and broken.

“Shhh…” The masked man hushed him, gloved fingers returning to stroke his face once more, swirled orange leaning closer and closer. The mask’s surface was cold and smooth as it pressed against Kakashi’s lips, a mockery of a kiss being given. “Don’t you want to see him?”

The question didn’t make sense to Kakashi. Who? He swallowed the lump forming in his throat, barely managing to form a response, his voice pathetically weak. “God?”

“No.” The other man chuckled, genuine amusement in the sound. “I’m already here.” His thumb brushed against Kakashi’s lip for a moment, mask angling close to his right ear before he continued. “Don’t you want to see your father?”

THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE ONE OUT OF ALL !!!

AD MELIORA

Ever since they returned from Kannabi Bridge, Rin's teammates have been acting weird.

Kakashi's suddenly somehow loosened up, he's reading pornography in public, and he's making jokes. His coolness factor has gone down drastically! Obito's prone to long sullen silences, and his usual cheerfulness seems... forced. And there seems to be some sort of one-sided tension between the two. Plus Rin can't go anywhere without Obito following her.

What's a girl to do? Figure out what the hell's going on, and get her team back to normal!

(Or, the one where Kakashi and Obito are sent back to the past and think no one is the wiser. It spirals from there.)

(These r mostly by the same author so I hope you don't mind that!!)

[zurakuraworks]

/New Spring, New Leaf/

I made an alternate design idea for adult Team 7's appearance, mostly their hairstyles though. And anyone who followed my previous Naruto post, would notice that I ended up using the 2nd option for my alternate adult Naruto design idea (despite the poll result wanting otherwise). Also yes, I made Naruto wear his Sage cloak as his Hokage cloak for this alternate design.

Date finished: 26/07/2024, 28/07/2024, & 29/07/2024

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SS fans pissing me off once again, oh my gosh

[p2ii]

'we need more stories with complex and nunaced themes and world building that doesn't exist in black and white/where no one is uniquely good or bad' y'all can't even handle the freedom fighter trope when they use 2% violence in their own liberation

[meforreal7]

I think it’s so interesting how in gay ships there’s always one that’s gay and one that’s bi it’s like we’re trying to make the ships more believable and random by having the two characters have different sexualities. Ofc a lot of the time the characters are canonically straight so I just think it’s really interesting to see which one ends up being labeled as gay and which one as bi in the fics. For example Zuko/Sokka, for the majority of fics Zuko tends to be gay and Sokka bi even tho they’re both written as straight in canon. Another good example is Sasuke/Naruto. Sasuke is gay and Naruto bi. I suppose it could just be narrowed down to vibes but it’s a common pattern I’ve noticed and they do tend to make sense generally so

[frankencanon]

Fanfic set during Kakashi Gaiden where Obito and Rin somehow discover that Kakashi has a crush on Gai of all people and become absolutely obsessed with trying to get the two of them together...

(After they get over their shock, that is.)

((Kakashi having a crush at all is surprising enough, but Gai?!))

(((It's actually perfectly believable if one thinks about it — Kakashi's main issue with Obito, Rin, and other kids around his age is that he doesn't think they take things seriously enough... But Gai? Literally no one in the entire village trains harder and puts in more effort than Gai...

Combine that with the way Gai treats their rivalry so seriously and values it so much... How he is neither jealous of Kakashi nor puts him on a pedestal like the rest of their fellows so often do... How could Kakashi not fall for him? The only one who sees him as he really is, nothing more and nothing less? Who cares so much about him despite all that?

...Kakashi never stood a chance.)))

(((("Is it reciprocated?"

Do you really even have to ask?))))

[yujiitadorigirlfriend]

Naruto fans Hear me out. . . . . . 👀

[sleepysnk]

a/n: hey guys!! so sorry for the long wait. life got in the way and i wasn’t able to update as much as i would have liked, but we’re back!! :) i hope you guys enjoy!

pairings: obito uchiha x fem!reader

warnings: modern au, mentions of past hookups, brief arguing, very happy ending.

The Beach: Chapter Thirty-Three

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The past several days had been complete shit for Obito Uchiha.

His mind never stopped working. He constantly had these thoughts and they all circled back to the same thing, and that was you. 

Obito felt horrible for what he had done and said about you. He spent many hours laying in bed thinking about how you knew what he said about you. There was this heavy guilt that plagued his heart every time your angry face flashed into his mind. In all honesty, it haunted him every night he closed his eyes. He knew he was the one who fucked up here. He let his emotions and jealousy get the best of him and that was extremely wrong on so many levels. Obito wished he could turn back the clock and just contain himself for a moment. He should have just opened his eyes to the bigger picture and talked it out with you instead of being a stubborn asshole about the whole thing. He knew you hated him. He could see it in the way your expression twisted with frustration when you saw him. You had every right to dislike him. He said terrible things that were honestly unforgivable, and it didn’t surprise him that you were unwilling to talk. 

He knew he liked you. He honestly always would, and that’s what hurt him the most.

He wished he could hug you one more time or just have one last conversation, because truly, you made him happy. Obito knew he was lying when he said that you didn’t mean shit to him. If anything, you were his world. You saw the good and the bad in him, and yet, you still stuck around him. That was the first time in his entire life that he felt.. important to somebody else. He wasn’t a second option when it came to you. He felt valued and heard, unlike the previous encounters he’s had with other girls. He was an idiot to have lost you, and now he was paying the price for not listening to you. 

Not only that, but he also tarnished his relationship with his best friend. 

Kakashi refused to even look at Obito after the two had gotten physical that one day. He acted as if Obito didn’t even exist and he went about his days without a single problem. Shisui even claimed that Obito was lucky that Kakashi didn’t report the altercation to the fraternity head, because he could have easily been removed from the frat within the snap of a finger. There was no way to justify such a thing either. He knew that picking a fight like that was absolutely uncalled for and he should have listened to Kakashi, but he didn’t. He couldn’t pull his head out of his ass and just talk it out. He had to face the consequences of his actions and had to understand the facts of what he had done. He fucked up, and bad.

Despite that, Obito wanted to make things right. If you weren’t going to talk to him, he at least wanted to salvage his relationship with Kakashi. He cared too much about his friendship with him and letting it go without even making an attempt to communicate would make it much worse for him. Maybe things won’t ever be the same again between them, but he wanted to try. The last thing he hoped for was another argument or a possible physical event, but he doubted that would occur. Kakashi was never the type to fight about stuff like that. 

The day was pleasant. The sun was high in the sky and the air was quite warm, but not as humid as it has been the past few days. Obito had finished up the last of his classes for the day and returned to the frat house. He knew Kakashi would be there because they had a very similar schedule when it came to time slots. He also saw his car sitting in the driveway of the large house, so there was no way he wasn’t there. He figured he would finally break the ice after weeks of not speaking with his best friend. It was somewhat difficult to come up with a good amount of words to explain himself, but in the end, Obito knew he wasn’t a victim here. He was going to let Kakashi speak for once and let him explain his side of the story. There were clearly missing pieces of the puzzle that he needed to fill him in on.

Once inside of the house, Obito realized how quiet it was. Most of the other guys were still at school or they were out and about doing whatever they wanted. However, Obito could hear someone shifting around in the kitchen. His heart began to slam rapidly inside his chest from how nervous he was. He feared the worst out of this situation, but he knew that Kakashi’s feelings were entirely valid in the whole situation. He wasn’t going to make him feel like he was dramatic or overreacting about it at all. 

He removed his shoes and tossed his backpack somewhere onto the floor. Obito then walked into the kitchen where he saw Kakashi leaning against the counter. He didn’t seem to notice his presence at first since he was on his phone, but that quickly disappeared when the floorboard squeaked from the pressure of Obito’s foot pressing against it. 

“Hey, can we talk?”

Kakashi’s eyes settled on where Obito was standing just a few feet away. There was a side of him that grew extremely defensive over what he was seeing. He didn’t really trust Obito at the moment, considering what happened just a few weeks prior. Though, Kakashi was very shocked to see his best friend standing there, almost defeated. He didn’t expect him to give in to anything, especially after what had gone down between them. He wondered if Obito had a change of heart all of the sudden. He wasn’t sure if he had spoken to you, though. It made Kakashi curious. “Sure, what is it?” he shoved his phone into his pocket, placing all of his attention onto Obito.

Obito stepped a few inches closer before pausing where the tile floor met the carpet. He could sense the tension developing in the air between them. It had been that way for quite some time. They couldn’t even stand in a room with each other without wanting to tear their heads off, but that had to change. “I just.. I wanted to say I’m sorry.. for everything that I’ve done or said these past few weeks.” he looked down at the floor for a brief moment. “I’ve been.. a horrible friend to you, and I understand if saying sorry isn’t going to cut it. I just want you to know that I regret everything and you didn’t deserve what I did to you.” 

Kakashi was stunned to hear such words come from Obito’s mouth. He wasn’t sure if he was lying or not, but if he was, he was a good liar. However, he wasn’t sensing anything other than sincerity coming from the man. He just wasn’t sure what to say to him. He was pissed at Obito still, angry even. What happened between them shouldn’t have happened in the first place and it could have been easily prevented if he would have just sat down and listened, but considering that it all came from Rin of all people, Kakashi understood why it might have caused a reaction. It wasn’t an excuse, but maybe it was somewhat of an explanation for his behavior. 

He placed his hands behind him to rest on the counter. He blew out air from his nose to try and think a little better. He wasn’t sure if he should be forgiving. Obito fought him and put his hands on him over you. It was a scary situation, but in some ways, maybe he deserved it for hanging out with you knowing they had problems. No, that wasn’t right. Kakashi was just being a good friend to you. He had to explain that to him. “I understand.. and I don’t know if I can ever forgive you properly for that.” he saw Obito tense and nod his head with a frown on his face. He seemed genuinely guilty and sorry for what he had done. “But.. I understand your anger. I wasn’t planning on telling you my history with (Y/N) because I felt like it wasn’t important. You like her and I didn’t want to be that guy and ruin it for you, but just so you know, I see her as a friend and my intention was never to hurt you or her for that matter.” 

Obito processed the information inside his head. He sounded like he was being honest. It just sucked that he turned to such a negative response when he first heard about that information. Kakashi also didn’t have to share that stuff if he didn’t want to. It was your business with him and it wasn’t like the two of you were doing it on purpose to spite him. “Still.. I’m sorry for being an asshole. I hurt you and (Y/N) and neither of you deserved such a thing.” he said, sounding more serious this time. “But.. how did Rin even find out?” 

Kakashi honestly had no idea. He wondered the same thing for weeks after she had exposed it to Obito. He knew she had information on lots of people at school, but he never knew she had that kind of dirt on Kakashi. He kept what happened a secret and he never told a single soul, so unless Rin somehow saw you two, he had no fucking clue how she managed to figure it out. “No idea.. I never told her anything and she wasn’t with me the night it happened, so it beats me.” he shrugged. “I only slept with (Y/N) to try and help her with a breakup.. she was with this shitty guy and I wanted to be a good friend and help. I only went back a few weeks ago to see what was going on with her, but I promise you we did not do anything.” 

As much as he hated hearing that, Obito felt relief knowing that you two didn’t do it out of romantic feelings. He was a horrible guy and you needed a friend at the moment, so it was only right that Kakashi went and checked up on you. If he was you, he would have appreciated that more than anything else in the world. “I understand.. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. I just believed that she liked you or something and she was just using me, you know?” he looked at his friend who was nodding his head at his words. 

Kakashi chuckled. “I get that, but trust me, she’s a good friend and I know she likes you. She would never use you and she knows all too well how it feels to be used.” he replied. “But.. I think we need to speak to Rin. I want to clear the air on some things.”

Obito couldn’t help but agree. He still had many questions and his relationship with her was completely broken now. He wasn’t sure if he could even trust her properly with what she had done to him and Kakashi. Not even gonna lie, she sounded like she had some malicious motive behind the entire thing and it wasn’t sitting right with Obito whatsoever. “Yeah.. I just.. I don’t know if I can ever be her friend again.” he looked at Kakashi, seemingly unsure of what to do. 

Kakashi nodded his head in agreement. He had a point. What happened was completely messed up and the person who made it come to this point was Rin of all people. Kakashi could patch things up with Obito, but could he do the same with Rin? Hell, he wasn’t sure how she knew. There was a side of him that was still angry that she betrayed his trust in the end, but in some ways he knew that the information he hid for so long would eventually come out. He just wished it wasn’t someone else telling the story. The way she told it made Kakashi seem like he was doing this to get at Obito, which wasn’t true at all. He would never do such a thing like that with bad intent. 

He unlocked his phone and searched for Rin’s contact. The last time he had spoken to her was a while ago. He wasn’t sure if he could have a proper conversation with her without possibly going off or something along those lines. However, he knew he would have to talk it out whether he liked it or not. “I’m gonna message her and hopefully all of this can get cleared up.” he began to type a message, which made Obito somewhat nervous. 

Kakashi: we should talk, come over whenever you can.

Immediately, Rin read the message. It was almost like she was awaiting it to come through. Kakashi wasn’t nervous, but he wondered what she was going to say. She could have a mix of reactions and it was completely unpredictable. The last thing he wanted was another fight between the three of them. He was so tired of arguing and yelling at everyone that it drained him completely. He wanted to move on. He desired the most to put this whole thing behind him and just keep living his life without a care in the world. Most of all, though, he wanted closure from the entire situation. He knew he wouldn’t be able to forgive Rin or Obito, but if he could break the ice that froze over their friendships, he would be fine with that.

His phone buzzed slightly, catching his attention. Rin had responded to his text fairly quickly. 

Rin: alright, i’ll be there in 10.

Kakashi reacted to the message and left it as that. He knew when she would come that things might hit the fan, so he had to prepare himself for that. Kakashi didn’t want to argue with her or get hostile, but knowing Rin, anything was possible. She knew what she was doing that day. That’s what made Kakashi angry. She spilled that information knowing what could happen and she had the audacity to play the victim? It was ridiculous and he questioned even remaining an acquaintance with her. She’d probably tell Obito weird stories to fill his head if anything. 

“Do you still want to be her friend after all this?”

Kakashi’s eyes lifted to focus on Obito. Both of the men seemed unsure of cutting off the friendship with her, because to be frank, she caused the entire thing. She was the one who opened her mouth and exposed secrets that weren’t anybody else’s business but Kakashi. It was unfair, and extremely uncalled for in the end. Kakashi still had no idea how Rin knew. It wasn’t like you and Rin were friends, so it was confusing how she found out. He also didn’t mention it to any other person in the frat, or even in his friend group. She still crossed a boundary at the end of the day and that event led to so many things spiraling out of his control. 

Then again, Obito wasn’t innocent either.

The two both got into a physical altercation over a complete misunderstanding. Obito was being stubborn over the entire thing and wasn’t willing to listen to Kakashi, which was also unfair. Both of their actions were uncalled for and they were at fault. Kakashi knew in some ways it wouldn’t be right to forgive Obito and not Rin, but he wasn’t the one who started the entire thing. 

Kakashi leaned against the counter. He then crossed his arms and stared at Obito who was awaiting his response to his question. “No idea.. but I don’t think I wanna be friends with someone who causes problems and spreads my business when it’s convenient for them.” he shrugged. “I just wanna know what she has to say for herself.”

Obito nodded his head. “Yeah.. me too.”

The door to the entrance had suddenly opened without warning. Obito and Kakashi knew full well who was there, and the two prepared themselves mentally for the conversation that was about to go down. It wasn’t going to be easy. They knew it was going to be uncomfortable and difficult, but it had to be cleared up sooner or later. They just hoped that Rin wouldn’t put up some dumb fight over it. She had a habit of sometimes becoming overly dramatic or making the situation worse. Neither of them were looking for a fight, not anymore.

Rin then appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. She seemed just as tense as the two men were. It was almost as if her presence had completely shifted the atmosphere. It felt thick and hard to breathe in, but this was a conversation that had been much needed for a very long time. “Hey.. guys.” she avoided their eyes for a while, choosing to place her vision onto the tiled floor. 

Kakashi shifted around and Obito sort of cleared his throat. It was awkward. The trio hadn’t properly spoken in weeks and this was the first time they had come in contact with one another in a calm fashion. It was clear nobody was looking for a fight, but there was also thag preparation between them. It could easily happen if things were taken in the opposite direction. “Hey..” Kakashi broke the silence that enveloped between them. “We should all talk.. I kind of cleared the air with Obito already, but we figured we should do the same with you as well.” 

The brunette nodded her head. She then stepped closer to the two, so she could pay attention to them more clearly. “Sure.. I’m listening.” she played with her car keys, clearly nervous. She wasn’t sure what was about to happen or what was going to be said, but she had been preparing for some kind of conversation for a while. 

Obito looked over at her. He honestly couldn’t believe that he had a crush on her for so long, yet she turned around and was a complete backstabber. Not only that, he was blinded by her intentions the whole time. Being with you made him realize that. It sort of gave him that time to look at things through a different lense and see that Rin was just.. stringing him along this entire time. It was obvious now who she wanted, but it felt unfair. Nobody deserved to have gone through that, and it didn’t make her any better of a person. “Why did you tell me about what happened between Kakashi and (Y/N)? And how did you even know?” he questioned, turning to face her.

Rin was quiet for a moment. She seemed unsure of what to say to them, because it didn’t matter what she said, she still didn’t come out as the good guy in the end. In all honesty, this was her moment to be honest about everything and come clean. If there was even a small chance she could salvage their friendship with them, this would be the moment to do it. 

She took a deep breath, clearing her mind. Her heart was thumping against her rib cage rapidly. She was nervous, very nervous. “I don’t know.. I just let a lot of stuff get into my head, especially for my personal feelings for Kakashi.” she glanced over at the man who didn’t seem very phased by her words. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.. really. I just saw her speaking with you both and thought something more was happening, but I didn’t think it would reach this point.”

Kakashi scoffed, making the two look over at them. The tension in the air began to rise and he didn’t seem very happy with her response. In some way, he didn’t believe a single word out of her mouth. What did she mean she didn’t think it would come to this point? She just thought that Kakashi wouldn’t be mad at her and would just believe that she did it to make them feel better? No, that’s clearly not her motive. She definitely did this out of malice, especially for your sake. “I don’t believe that one bit. How the fuck did you even know? This was MY business, Rin, and you knew that. I don’t care if this wasn’t your intent, you still spilled out shit I would have rather kept hidden.” he argued. “I don’t believe that, not one bit. You betrayed my trust and fucked with things between Obito and (Y/N). It wasn’t right.”

Obito had to agree with him. There was something about her vibe that just seemed off and he wasn’t having it with her. He just wasn’t sure if there was any room left for him to trust her ever again. “Yeah.. it wasn’t right in any aspect, and people got hurt in the end. I can understand if it was to let me know, but you put it in such a manner that made me dislike Kakashi. It’s completely different if he told me and cleared the air.” he crossed his arms over his chest, staring at her.

Rin chewed on the inside of her cheek. She was honestly speechless and didn’t know what else to say. She tried her best to explain her side, but it didn’t seem like things were looking good for her. She had to admit defeat, and she was fine with that. “Yeah.. you’re right and I’m sorry for that.” she nodded her head, trying her best to sound genuine with the two men. 

It was silent for a bit. 

None of them really knew what to say, but Kakashi still didn’t trust her. He knew she was apologizing and she was sorry, but how did he know she wouldn’t do this again? This stuff could repeat and if it did who knows if it would be worse than the last. Kakashi wasn’t trying to fight with his best friend again, especially over a girl. It was stupid and he wished it didn’t happen. It could have been easily prevented, but he just wished that he knew more than she did. 

“I don’t think we should be friends after this.”

Kakashi was stunned to hear that Obito had spoken up first. He thought that he would be the one to break the ice, but Obito? There must have been something that changed his mind. 

Rin seemed appalled by his words. She had her eyebrows raised and her eyes were almost popping out of her head. She couldn’t believe it, but it wasn’t like she wasn’t expecting such a thing to be said. She wished it didn’t come to this, really. She loved being friends with the two boys, but she dug her own grave. This was a result of her poor judgment and selfish desires that were coming back to bite her in the behind. Karma truly was a bitch. “I see.. I understand.” she looked down at the floor, avoiding their eyes. “I appreciate you guys talking this out beforehand.”

Kakashi shook his head. “Yeah..” 

They all sort of stared at one another for one last time. Rin then nodded and made her way out of the house, leaving Obito and Kakashi by themselves. The two were somewhat surprised that she didn’t put up much of a fight. Kakashi wondered if she felt some kind of guilt for what she had done to them and you, but none of that mattered now, she had done something bad and was now facing the consequences. She was undeserving of their friendship. 

Once the door shut, Kakashi looked over at Obito who still seemed a bit shocked at what had gone down. There was one more thing Kakashi had to say to his friend. 

“You need to fix things with (Y/N).”

Hearing your name slip from his lips made Obito’s eyes grow wide. He was shocked to hear that Kakashi would suggest such a thing. He would be so open to it, but it seemed like whatever you two had was now gone and down the drain. You hated him. He was fully convinced of that. There was no way you would ever give him another chance. “I tried.. I even went to her house and tried to talk to her, but she refused to talk to me. I don’t think I can fix things with her, not anymore at least.” he shrugged. 

Kakashi let out a sigh. It was perfectly understandable why you didn’t want to converse with the man. What he said was unforgivable, but he knew you better than you knew yourself. You had this shell and Obito was the first person since Itachi to crack through that. You still had something for him and that was most definitely the truth. There was no way you could deny that what you had with Obito wasn’t beautiful. “You need to put your foot down and tell her what you want. Maybe start off with an apology and try to explain yourself. If she doesn’t want anything to do with you afterwards, then so be it, but putting in some effort will make her think.” he explained, trying to hype his friend up. He wanted him to realize that he was right. Effort was the most attractive thing you could give a woman. 

Obito heard him loud and clear, but he had to admit that he was nervous about the entire situation. He wasn’t sure what might happen between you both. “I’ll try, but there’s no guarantee I can get her to forgive me or even talk to me again.” he said, looking down at the floor.

He nodded his head. He knew how you were as a person, but Kakashi knew full well that you could hear people out. You were just dealing with a bunch of shit at the moment. “You’ll be fine, but you better do it sooner rather than later. You don’t want her running off with some other guy, right? You want her to forgive you? Then step up and make your move.” he replied, walking towards him to place his hand on his shoulder. “I wish you luck.“

Obito watched Kakashi walk off and head up the stairs towards his bedroom. He knew he had to talk to you soon, but he just wasn’t sure what he wanted to say. 

He had to figure it out, for you and him.

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Betrayal's Bonds | An Uchiha Brother's Series Masterlist

Summary: You've been tasked with finding the team of jonin that went missing on their mission to the village hidden in the stars but what happens when you take one Uchiha brother to look for the other? Pairing: Tsundere Sasuke x female!oc x Itachi (love triangle) Status: Ongoing a/n: Not sure how well this fic will do (so far it's looking grim) but I love this concept so I'm gonna continue with it regardless lol. I hope some readers will get interested and join me along this journey. I've never really written an adventure type of story so idk I figured I'd give it a shot :)

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Chapter 2 of "Roommates" (HidanSaku) I wrote for our AkaSakuSecretValentine for @zombie-honeymoon. I did change the warning for this story as this chapter does mention trauma/abuse/rape. It only touches it but wanted to give the proper warning anyway. Better safe than sorry. Without further ado, please enjoy and let me know what you think. Happy Reading!

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How would you guys feel if I made a team Obito fic where Obito just replaces Kakashi? Kakashi is just a full-time ninja while Obito is a sensei of team seven.

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I forgot how fun fandoms are but I’m baack

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Sketch of Madara done for the linked fic. Yes he's chubby.

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

Five? Oh boy. I've barely written 5 I think.

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It's Stranger Things, Henry Creel/Eddie Munson. Goes on a 'What if El spared Henry and he and Eddie started dating?' It's mainly romance with a bit of adventure planned. Has Harringrove as a side pairing.

It's my current WIP.

This one's Naruto. Follows Madara, Izuna, Tobirama, Hashirama and their dads after the events of the fic in the title.

On hiatus.

Hetalia Bunny Hutch. Stories vary. If anyone wants to adopt any, feel free and drop me a link? Plz credit tho.

WIP.

What it says on the tin. Hetalia, 2P!Canada/Canada/America. Recommended reading the title fic first. Deals with Matthew getting amnesia.

Completed.

Hetalia. It's a funny bit with America having to cross-dress because he lost a bet with Canada.

Completed.

Hetalia. Project I had to do for school that had to mention a painter. Snuck this in cuz I've written six fics so why not.

Completed.

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Naruto Fanfic Prompt (Kakashi-centric):

At some point between the Wave Mission and the Chūnin Exams, Team 7 gets into some sort of accident involving a strange seal that results in Kakashi-sensei turning into a much smaller Kakashi-sensei who claims that he's thirteen years old, the Kyūbi attack was only a few weeks ago, and he is most definitely not a sensei—nor will he ever be.

In other words: a young Kakashi who just lost his very last team member and second father figure winds up twelve years in the future...!

Think of it like those Kakashi-centric time-travel AUs, but in reverse: instead of a future Kakashi taking the place of his past self, it's his past self who takes the place of present-day Kakashi.

Imagine how Team 7 might react to meeting their sensei's younger self... And he's not just younger, he's their age! Imagine how weird that must be? Your sensei as your age... Your sensei as a kid...!

Is this permanent or temporary? Who knows...

(Also, is he okay? Like, for real, is he okay? Because Team 7 is getting real concerned about their sensei's mental health...)