N A N I ? I'm In Naruto? [Discontinued]

Chapter 25

Landing on the soft grass, you angrily huff. "What was that?"

"What was what?" 

After the brief warmth and hand on your mark, a figure appears beside you, perfect for chewing out.

"What do you mean 'what was what'," You badly imitate, stalking up to the amused man. "You were being an, as the Germans say, 'Alpha-Kevin!'"

"Germans? Who are they?"

You wave it off, your narrowed eyes meeting his. 

"Doesn't matter! I thought you wanted to gauge her strength, not disrespect her to her face and then behind her back!"

"Mental fortitude is just as important as physical. Strength is not will, but a phenomenon caused by physical objects." He answers, leaning down to pretty much touch foreheads with you. 
Continuing to glare irritatedly, you turn away as you hear some rustling in the trees. Madara, eyes narrowed, slips back into the mark. 

What Obito was not ready for when he came to you for your assignment was to see you and a weird, fuzzy, smoke Madara. You were annoyed at Madara for some unknown reason, but the way you were yelling wasn't really angry. 

He watches, one eye a bright red as Madara fades away, slipping into the mark. You clearly knew he wasn't Madara, but did you know who he truly was?

You were glancing around, hearing the sound of someone jumping down from a high branch. Looking up, your eyes widen as you see who it was. 

Shit.

He had seen everything. 

He lands on the green grass, eye a bright vermillion as he menacingly stands. 
"Oh hey there!" You awkwardly greet, raising a hand. 

"Real natural, nice." Madara sarcastically applauds.

"Shut the fuck-" You whisper, getting cut off.

"It seems that you are aware that I am not Madara. Tell me, how long have you known?"

"Well, uh, since you first told me? I knew Madara before you were in my house."

"Is that why you haven't referred to me as Madara a single time?" 

"I guess you weren't lying, then."

You nod in response to Obito's question, sitting down on the soft ground. You pat the ground in front of you, beckoning him forward.

"Let's sit to talk about this."

After a brief nod from the masked man, he sits in front of you, legs crossed. You could practically see Madara's bewildered expression, him probably wondering why the hell he was obeying.

"Do you know who I am, underneath this mask of mine?" 

After a heavy sigh, you answer.

"Yes."

His eye widens, and his shoulders drop just the slightest. "Then..." he pauses, eye narrowed, "what is my name? Tell me."

"Spoken like a villain after my own heart."

"Your name..." You sigh again, lifting your arms and putting them behind your head. "Is Obito. Obito Uchiha."

You look up at the sky, not wanting to see his reaction. You could hear his breathing pick up and the sound of a mask being thrown to the wayside. 
Peering down, you see Obito lunging. You get pinned under the man, his eye conflicted as he scans over your face.