Akatsuki Lovers

Obito Special: The Truth

I haven't written in quite a while, so, here's the Obito special that I've been hinting at through the last four chapters. I'm on Spring break so I have lots of time to do some more chapters. Not promising though. Suffer~

    "(Y/N)-chan, Tobi thinks you look pretty today." Tobi whisper-yelled into my ear, waking me up. "Hello, Pumpkin," I said to him, turning around to face him as I slowly opened my eyes.

    "Tobi really thinks (Y/N)'s eyes are beautiful," He swooned at me whilst pressing his orange, swirly mask against my cheek repeatedly and making kissing sounds. "You're so loving today Tobi, are you ok?" I asked sleepily.

    Tobi rubbed his mask everywhere on my face like a loving cat and then popped off the bed faster than a jack-in-a-box. "Tobi made (Y/N) breakfast. Does (Y/N)-chan want Tobi to bring her the breakfast?"

    "Yes, Tobi-kun, I would love that," I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed all over his mask earning a school-girl giggle from him.

    After my kiss fest, Tobi ran as fast as he could out, probably, into the kitchen. Faster than he left, Tobi came back with a bed tray in hand, but he seemed calmer and more in tune with what he was doing. What is my lovely Lollipop planning?

    The bed tray was exquisite in beauty. There were little intricate designs on the red and white lace cloth that hung from the caramel wood bed tray. The onsen tamago and miso soup with white rice gleamed with flavor. The room smelled like a gourmet kitchen on a busy Friday.

    "Tobi," I whispered in shock. "Is this all for me?" I asked. Tobi sat the bed tray on my lap and head back to the door to shut it and lock it.

    Tobi sighed heavily, but it was much deeper. "I think it's time...to tell you the truth, (Y/N)," Tobi said, but his voice was much, much deeper than his regular high pitch voice. This new voice seemed depressed and laced with loneliness. I felt uncomfortable with this new found attitude from him so I started eating, fast.

    "(Y/N), calm down, please. Just calm down and listen to me," Tobi said, walking towards me and sitting next to me. His hands seemed to shake and fidget with fear. I tried calming down my eating and grabbed his hand. "Tobi, whatever it is, I'm here."

    Tobi's gloved hand slowly elevated towards his swirly orange mask and grasped it.

    "This is the true me. Please, do not be scared," he said.

    His slow movements of taking off the mask scared me. What was under that mask? What was he hiding? Did he have messed up eyebrows or a deformed face? I kept telling myself that, no matter what he looks like, I will love him. But, my wild imagination took over my reasonable thinking.

    Tobi slipped off the mask and placed it on my lap softly. I was too distracted by the swirly designs of the mask to even think that Tobi's face was bare naked.

    My curiosity took its toll and I faced Tobi. He was looking down at the bed, fidgeting with the sheets.

    "Tobi, what's wrong? Look at me, please darling." I whined. My hand found it's way to his face and cupped it. I moved the bed tray over to the nightstand next to me and looked back up to him. He looked up at me with his brows furrowed and his lips facing down. The right side of his face was scarred with the same pattern as his mask. It looked like a swirly human mask.

    Tobi, or now in his current state, Obito, told me every detail about his past life. He told me about his old teammates Rin and Kakashi and his Sensei, Minato. Obito even told me about his dearest feelings towards Rin and how I remind him so much of her and some other people in his life. Obito said my passion for following the rules reminded him of Kakashi, and how my sweet smile reminded him of Rin. How caring and endearing I was, just like Minato and how when I get angery, my foul mood totally reflected Minato's wife, Kushina. Obito told me everything about being crushed by I giant boulder and being saved by Madara, then later being encased by his artificial friend, Tobi.

    "Obito, I want you to know that, just because I fell for the appearance of Tobi, I want to get to know you because I'm still in love with you, no matter who you are. I'm in love with the beautiful scares on your face and the tragedies before me. I have to accept it, and I will do too. But, my dear, don't feel embarrassed about your scares," I said, turning around so my back was facing him as I lifted up my shirt. "I have a large scar on my back from when I was in a fire."

    Obito's gloves were off from him showing his scares so when he dragged his soft, cold fingers against my scarred skin, it made me arch my back and look at him from my shoulder. His eyes darted to mine as his lips slightly parted.

    "I'm sorry," Obito said, kissing my shoulder in apology. "You should finish your breakfast, it will get cold."

    "Of course," I replied.

Kind of OCish at one point. But, I feel that it fits. I might do one tomorrow. And yes now you, the reader, know about Obito, so now I will incorporate him in "Tobi/Obito". Hope you guys enjoyed! ❤️