The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)

The Wedding

The day of the wedding was a day everyone would remember, for the rest of their lives. Rin had insisted on having the wedding at the biggest and best hotel in Konoha. Cocktail hour took place inside and outside, on the top floor of the building, the 50th floor overlooking the city. The ceremony would be the floor below, and then everyone would return to the top floor for the reception.

Y/n had decided to be a little deviant, and Madara had agreed. Her dress was the same shade as the bridesmaids, but the amount of skin she was showing was what would really piss off the bride. Black, like Y/n's soul, felt, velvet, like the material of the bridesmaids as well, low back, plunging neckline, and one dangerously high slit up her right leg. A choker of diamonds and her own engagement ring offered the only adornment to her body. Her hair was in a side up-do and makeup light.

The family and guests mingled aside from the bridal party. Rin, Izumi, and two friends of Rin's from college were tucked away into her bridal suite. Sakura wasn't asked to be at the wedding, Rin refusing because they pregnant bitch would make it about her'. Obito, Kakashi, Shisui, and Itachi were in their own suite. Y/n kept busy by checking on the staff and preparations, pretending that she was attending a wedding she planned, and not Obito's. Madara watched her flow through the room, checking and monitoring everyone else as she did. He knew this was hard for her, but he couldn't let her go, and he needed this to happen.

Obito was already pretty spaced out from the amount of whiskey he had been drinking, and it was only six o'clock. Shisui kept shoveling food and water down Obito's throat in an attempt to keep him halfway sober. Itachi was watching with mild curiosity and when Obito slipped up, he finally put all the pieces together: it should be Y/n, not this bitch. Itachi couldn't believe Madara was forcing Obito into this, but he shouldn't really be that surprised by it. They were lucky Kakashi wasn't in the room when he mouthed off though.

Y/n walked through the room and headed for the long hallway where the small private room housed her things. Madara had made sure a room on each floor was set aside for the family if need be. Madara watched as she disappeared out the door and down the hallway. Two men lingered in the hallway but Y/n paid them no mind as she walked past them. The headache was pounding and she wanted the medicine that was in her bag she had packed, the same medicine Madara had given her after her incident with Izuna.

As she searched the bag for the bottle she didn't hear the door open since she didn't close it all the way. She was mumbling to herself about not finding the pills when she was spun around and lips crashed to hers. In her adrenaline high she began to fight but when she realized her would-be attacker was actually the love of her life, she instantly relaxed. Obito couldn't take it, he stormed out of his suite and had to find her, had to have her, one last time.

"Bito," it was whispered like a desperate prayer as he pulled away to hold those e/c eyes of hers. "You shouldn't be here." Her voice quivered as she spoke and she fought the tears away.

Obito had a sad smile on his lips as he lifted his hand to cup her cheek, "I had to see you," he admitted, "I had to be with you, one last time, Asami."

Tears streaked her cheeks and he leaned in slowly, allowing her the chance to say no, but the alcohol in both their systems wouldn't allow either one of them to think rationally. His lips were hungry and he couldn't get enough of her. She was desperate for his touch and his hands roamed her flesh wherever he could reach. In order to keep from stripping him bare, she fisted her hands in his hair and clung to him for dear life.

Like a blanket of warmth and comfort being ripped from you as you're plunged into frigid waters, she was suddenly very sober. Obito was pulled off of her and a punch met his jaw and she gasped in surprise. Y/n looked at Obito as he was down on one knee and her eyes moved to the assailant as he reached for the gun at his back. Obito spit blood and saliva at the man's feet and when he went to move the gun was pointed at Y/n's chest.