Reversed Roles(Sasuke Love Story Sequel)

5

CHAPTER FIVE

"LEADER! I HAVE BROUGHT NEW MEMBERS!" Madara screams as soon as he'd weaved a few hand signs, moving a massive boulder to the side, showing a dark, torch-lit hallway. I jumped slightly in Jugo's arms at the sudden high pitched voice that differed greatly from his usual deep voice.

"What the hell?" I questioned, confusion lacing every word. Madara continues to leap up and down the entire walk through the hallway, even though we were the only ones here.

"(Y/n), why is he acting like that now, he was just-" Jugo begins as we walk into a larger room with a few people scattered around, but Madara cuts him off before he can finish the sentence.

"I am so excited for the new members! Oh, hello Deidara! Look, I brought the new members!" Madara yells as a boy, no older than twenty, walks up to see what the idiot was yelling about. In all honesty, the boy looked really feminine, but it fit him. He was attractive. His blue orbs scanned from Karin, to Suigetsu, to Jugo, then to me, who was still in Jugo's arms. His eyes remained on me for a second too long, but his eyes lit up in realization.

"Hey you, you look a lot like (Y/s/n), hm." Deidara noted suddenly, pointing a finger at me, which allowed me to see some type of pink appendage sticking out of the palm of his hand. My eyes narrowed at the blonde boy. He seemed to flinch under my harsh glare.

"That's because I'm her sister, now get out of my way." I growl slightly. Deidara's eyes widen slightly before they turn back to normal size, and a smirk crosses his thin lips.

"Feisty. Hey Itachi, she's just like (Y/s/n) was, hm!" Deidara calls out behind him. My body tenses at the name and my eyes follow Deidara's, and there, on the couch, was Itachi, paying no mind to those around him, his face buried in a book.

"Who are you speaking of?" Itachi asks monotonously, seemingly uninterested, for he didn't even shift, keeping his face in the book.

"The new members!" Madara yells out childishly. Deidara glares at the now childish man in front of us as Itachi sighs and closes his book gently. He slowly turns his head towards us.

"New memb- (Y/n)? What are you doing here?" Itachi begins, but when he sees me, his eyes widen just a fraction, before he erases all emotion from his face.

"Joining. Where is your 'Leader'?" I reply shortly. When I ask, his eyes narrow slightly, but before he can reply, Madara yells over everything. He was starting to give me a headache, and I despised this alter ego.

"Follow me! Tobi will show (Y/n) where Leader is!" Madara screams and started bouncing excitedly, like a child would do when they seen something they wanted. I sigh heavily and rub my temples as Madara starts running down a different hallway, Jugo and the others struggling to keep up with the hyperactive maniac. Madara suddenly stops at a closed door before he busts through it, the room holding a very pretty woman with periwinkle hair, and a man with bright orange hair, his face and ears holding several black piercings.

"Ah, Tobi. These are the recruits you spoke of earlier?" The man asks as his head slowly raises to see the five of us. Madara continues to jump in place, the pretty woman sighing heavily before looking back to what she was doing moments before Madara barged in.

"Yes! There's a Daku, an Uzumaki, a swordsman, and an original curse mark holder!" Madara chimes. At this, the woman's head shoots back up, her eyes immediately on me, as well as the bright haired man.

"Well then, show them to their rooms, and the girl to the infirmary." The man instructs, waving his hand to the door for emphasis before returning back to what looked like an old scroll. Madara stands up and his hand flies up to where his forehead would be if that mask wasn't in the way.