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Ms. Drama Queen (Madara Uchiha X Reader)

You cried, sweeping a perfectly curled tendril of hair away from your face as you stomped off complaining about the noise from the neighbours house.

"I will tell my daddy about this!" You shouted as a warning. While Obito rolled his eyes, thanking God, you finally left.

When you got back to your room, you slammed the door, going back to sulking on your bed. They couldn't invite you, and yet they had the audacity to play such loud music.

"Who's that fine piece of ass in the night gown?" Hidan asked.

"Please don't. She's the spoilt bitch of a neighbour always complaining and trying to ruin everyone else's mood." Obito groaned as he shut the door in annoyance.

"Aren't you spoilt too?" Konan laughed.

"Not like her she thinks we're all peasants, and she's some priestess. In reality, she's just another daddy's princess." He hissed.

"Geez. She's gone now. Just forget her. We're wasting time." Sasori said, wanting to move on from the topic.

"Yeah, besides, girls like her are nicer after they get some dick. So chill." Kakuzu said, making everyone gawk at what he just said except Obito, who just scoffed.

"Try finding a guy who wants to fuck her." He muttered into the rim of his glass.

The party still stayed alive all the way into the early morning. You couldn't stand it! It was even louder, and they had not a care in the world. Drunk people making out in the street, people all over the pool. You had enough, you were going out to complain since you couldn't sleep, not even a wink, and that would mean dark circles on your beautiful face. Urgh!

On your way to the house, there was a bright light behind you, literally shining through your skimpy silky night gown. Turning around, you see the black Maserati that just pulled up in the driveway behind you. Immediately, you turned around, crossing your arms with a pout. The person only rolled the window down, saying something, but you couldn't hear it over the damn loud music. Making you walk all the way to the window.

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you over the trash that is literally bursting my eardrums."

"I said I was trying to park the car, but you were in the way, love."

"Oh? Uh- Sorry." You said stepping away as a whole part of the driveway lifed up revealing an underground parking garage. You gawked. Internally, of course. If you didn't, god, that would be so embarrassing.

The man got off his car, motioning you to come in, which you did.

"So why were you standing in the middle of my driveway in nothing but your nightgown?" He asked tossing his keys to a butler looking guy. Suddenly, the noise was gone the moment the garage closed. "Fucked my nephew?"

"Ew gross that annoying guy who can't keep his music down? No! I came here to complain. I've been trying to sleep, and - god, I'm going to get dark circles!" You cried out.

The man raised a brow before nodding.

"Ah, you're the neighbour's daughter, right?" He laughed.

"Yes, what's so funny?"

"Nothing, it's just...you're not the way you were described to me."

"Yeah, duh, that idiot must have described me me terribly."

"You're not wrong."

"So how come you weren't at the party in the first place Obito always invites people in the neighbourhood?" Looking down, you pushed some hair out of your face before sighing and tapping your foot awkwardly.