Naruto and Akatsuki One-Shots

(Rewrite) Part 1 Reader x Tobi x Deidara

In the dimly lit corridor of the Akatsuki hideout, (Y/N) Miyu continued her intense training, her movements fluid and precise. Unbeknownst to her, Deidara, captivated by an infatuation he struggled to understand, followed discreetly. The distant echoes of their footsteps reverberated through the narrow space.

As (Y/N) unleashed a series of swift jabs and powerful kicks, Tobi observed from the shadows, unaware of Deidara's clandestine pursuit. Tobi had always been a mysterious figure, and (Y/N), although an Akatsuki member herself, remained oblivious to the identity beneath his mask.

Deidara, with his explosive personality, found himself compelled to approach (Y/N). "Beautiful explosions need to be appreciated, hm," He muttered, his voice barely audible. As he stepped into her path, an unsettling tension enveloped the corridor.

(Y/N) halted, her senses on high alert. "Deidara, what are you doing here?" She questioned, her eyes narrowing. Deidara grinned, a mischievous glint in his gaze as he twirled a small explosive in his hand.

"Ah, (Y/N)-chan, I just wanted to share the beauty of my art with someone as captivating as you," Deidara replied, his words dripping with a mixture of charm and menace.

Unsure of his intentions, (Y/N) took a defensive stance, concealing the kunai she had been training with. Tobi, sensing the escalating tension, started to approach the scene, concealing his identity in the shadows.

As Deidara continued his advances, (Y/N)'s patience wore thin. "I don't have time for your games, Deidara. Step aside," She warned, her voice unwavering.

Deidara chuckled, igniting the explosive in his hand. "You can't escape the allure of my explosions, (Y/N)-chan." He moved closer, the corridor's confined space intensifying the confrontation.

Just as the situation reached a boiling point, Tobi emerged from the shadows, his presence catching both (Y/N) and Deidara off guard. "What's going on here?" Tobi inquired, his masked gaze shifting between the two.

(Y/N), relieved to see Tobi, explained, "Deidara here seems to think my training session is a spectator sport."

Deidara smirked, sizing up Tobi. "Ah, Tobi, my artistic companion! Mind your own business; I'm just appreciating the beauty around me."

Tobi's hidden eye narrowed beneath the mask, sensing an underlying tension. The corridor held its breath as the trio stood locked in an uneasy standoff, the Akatsuki's intricate web of relationships weaving an unforeseen tale.

Tobi scratched his head, his tone seemingly carefree. "Oh, Deidara-senpai, you should appreciate explosions in the designated areas, not in hallways where people are trying to train. It's not safe, yeah!"

Deidara's irritation grew, but he couldn't resist a chuckle at Tobi's antics. "Tobi, you really don't get art, do you? Explosions can't be confined by silly rules!"

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at the exchange, sensing the underlying tension masked by Tobi's playful demeanor. "Deidara, if you have something to say, say it. I'm not interested in being part of your explosive artwork."

Tobi, still oblivious to the complexities unfolding, clapped his hands together. "Come on, no fighting among friends! Let's all appreciate art together, yeah!" He attempted to diffuse the situation with his trademark cheerfulness.

Deidara, however, wasn't easily swayed. "Tobi, you're a distraction. I suggest you leave us be, hm?" He shot a challenging glance at (Y/N) before turning his attention back to Tobi.

(Y/N) maintained her guard, her eyes narrowing. "Tobi, I can handle this. You can go back to... whatever it is you do." Her words carried a subtle plea for Tobi to leave, her trust in him unintentionally surfacing.