New Pet (Mafia Boss Madara x reader) [COMPLETE]

8

You and Obito were on your way to see Madara. Last night's events still haunted you, maybe its the fact that the bullet was so close to you, maybe the fact Madara didn't hesitate to kill Ino, maybe the fact her blood had spray on your face, maybe a bit of all. You didn't sleep much through the night, instead you had lay wide awake staring at the ceiling. Shizune had fixed you up with some butterfly bandaids, stitches weren't needed.

The bad thing was, since you were healing you weren't allowed on stage for awhile, so instead Madara had you spending time with the boys. 'Just to get to know them a little better'.

And the even worse part, you were to do whatever they wanted you to do with them. Luckily you got Obito today, he didn't seem to entirely interested in you before but you also weren't around him too much. You were on your way to see Madara with him only because Madara requested you, and since Obito was supposed to be with you all day he might as well had come too.

You reached the door, sighing as you gave a gentle knock. What could he want THIS time?

"Enter." Madara called. You looked back to Obito and he nodded, a slight smirk on his face that made you frown. You entered the room and shut the door behind you, leaving Obito in the hall. You swallowed hard.

"(Y/n)."

"What is it?" You ask, a hint of annoyance in your voice.

"Come here darling." He purred, his hand patting his lap and a devilish smirk played on his lips. You hesitated but eventually made your way to his lap, your back to him you sat upon his thighs and crossed your arms. It took everything you had to keep you from bitch slapping the man.

The thing that burned you up the most was the fact that he didn't seem to care or even notice that you hated being around him and hated being touched by him.

His hands slid up your sides and he planted a warm kiss on the back of your neck. "I have news for you, kitten."

Great.

You huffed and slightly shyed away from his touch. "What is it THIS time?" You groaned.

"Mmm. I have a few clients that are paying big money to have a fun night with you. I assume you understand? Be a good girl and behave and you just may get a treat afterwards. You have two days, your wounds should be healed by then Shizune tells me. Speaking of which, I deeply apologize for Ino's outburst." His voice had gone from husky to genuinely sorry.

This man had real emotion? That's surprising.

Though, you hadn't paid much attention to the apology since the news had you fucked up. You felt like you wanted to vomit, your head started spinning and you leaned against Madara for support so you wouldn't crumple to the ground.

He looked down at you and only shook his head. "Such a weak girl. Tsk tsk. Obito, come retrieve (y/n)." Your eyes screwed shut.

The audacity this man had.

The door opened and Obito entered, bowing shortly before helping you to your feet and leading you out of the room.

"What'd he want?" Obito questioned. You only shook your head in response. "Do you need a drink?" He questioned again.

A buzz wouldn't hurt.

You nodded and he led you out into the lobby, or the actual casino part of the building. People didn't even glance at the two of you as people dragging half conscious people around the place was a normal sight. He brought you to one of the bars near the large fish tank wall you had seen when first entering the place. Laying your head on the table, your eyes stuck to a bright neon green fish that darted in and out of coral decorations. Obito came back with two drinks, of what? You had no clue, but you immediately took a swig of the stuff and appreciated the delightful burn it left in the back of your throat.

"Thanks Obito." You said quietly. He nodded, taking a drink of the stuff too.

"No problem." He was thinking about something, you could tell, but soon the look went away and he was only really interested in his drink now.

You sighed, your mind now buzzed from the strong drink you probably shouldn't be having.

Why me? Of all people? There's much prettier and smarter and sexier girls out there yet Madara chose me! (Y/n)! What the hell is different about me?

Your brain kept spitting out questions as you continued drinking, and as you continued drinking you had become forgetful of the news, and as you became forgetful of the news your eyes had made their way to Obito's. He stuck out from the others you met, maybe it was his unique scar, maybe it was his nice atmosphere he carried around with him. You didn't exactly know but your drunken mind had suddenly wanted to get to know him. Maybe wanted to befriend him even. At least he's better than Itachi.

"Hey O- Obito?" You hiccuped, setting down your third glass of alcohol.

"Hm?" He was on his fifth glass but still looked sober as can be, though his dark pupils seemed to be distant.

You hadn't planned what you were going to ask, you kinda just went with it. "Can I have a hug?" You cringed at yourself but blamed the alcohol. He raised and eyebrow and blinked slowly as he looked at you.

"A hug?" You nodded.

"Please? I need it." You complained. He stared at you a few more seconds before shrugging.

"I guess if you want it then sure." He stood up from his chair and pulled you into a hug. You were definitely more trashed than he was and he could tell. He ran his fingers through your hair, cupping your cheek with his other hand as he looked into your eyes. "You tired?" You nodded, looking into his eyes you remembered how Itachi's had looked on that date when he had snatched you up. You regretted going on that date. You regretting being gullible enough to had let Itachi sit with you.

You were so caught up in regrets that you almost didn't notice when Obito picked you up bridal style and carried you to his room.