CROW (ITACHI X READER)

Chapter Ten:

Itachi

"You need to calm the fuck down!" Obito yelled at me and I snarled at him like a wild beast, if I wasn't such a whirlwind of emotions, i'd probably laugh.

After I got my stomach in check and the reality of the situation settled, I grasped onto the one emotion that would propel me forward.

Rage.

Too bad Obito knew me better than most and stopped me before I could get to the door of my office. I'd never seen him or me move so quickly in my life.

"I've never seen him like this." Damon whispered, his eyes wide.

Obito shook his head and continued his bruising hold around my body, he had moved from in front of me to behind me to band his arms around my chest. "He's never been like this," His voice strained. "He's always been in control of his emotions, even as a kid. I honestly thought he was a pure psychopath."

"Fuck." Damon groaned and looked from me to Obito. "What do we do?"

"Don't hate me," He squeezed me once and sighed. "Grab rope." He told Damon who scurried out of the room.

I scoffed. "You think rope will stop me?"

"No, I just hope it keeps you restraint enough for you to fucking think clearly."

"Fucking piece of shit." I mumbled but knew he was right, didn't stop me from fighting his hold though.

By the time they finagled me onto a chair and tied up we were all panting. "Now," Obito huffed and glared at me, his right eye already swelling from my elbow. "Calm the fuck down and we'll come up with a plan."

"She's being tortured and you want to fucking talk?" I gritted out and he nodded.

"Yes because you need to fucking think first!" He yelled and started pacing. "God you're an annoying shit stain. You were just fucking depressed, moping around, killing people left and right, barely had energy and now you're like a rabid animal."

"Your point?" I asked unamused, I didn't need a rundown, I fucking lived it.

He let out a half grown, half growl and poked at my chest. "Think of a plan before we're all fucking killed, y/n and Zu included!"

I practically almost tipped the chair over with how much I was moving around. I was throwing a tantrum and I knew it but I didn't know what else to do with this anxious energy.

"I can't fucking think with all this energy, Obito.. I can't think straight enough to come up with a plan."

"Okay, let's go." He cut all rope except the ones tied around my wrists and led me out the door.

"Where are we going?" Damon asked.

"To the ring." Obito responded without stopping and I could practically feel the confusion coming off of Damon.

"In the basement?"

"No, he needs a real fight." Obito responded and I smiled, to the unground fighting ring we go.

Three hours and six fights later, I was panting, had blood splatter over my body and my mind was blissfully empty. Every opponent that entered the ring didn't stand a chance and every fight had to be broken up, for fear of me killing them.