This is the beginning of my complete redo of my Fanfiction career. I'm going through them all, and I'm redoing them now that my writing has improved. Enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything thereof.

Warnings: T rated for language and references to violence.

A/N: I wrote this a LONG time ago. Now I understand who Tobi is, and that he really isn't this goofy, but back then the only knowledge I had of Tobi was from the silly comics strewn throughout the internet.

Zetsu's black side speaks in Bold.

The World Needs More Tobi

(Redone)

Tobi awoke that morning face down on the floor. Blinking the sleep out of his eye, he hefted himself up and stretched his arms above his head. This wasn't anything new. Tobi had always been an active sleeper, rolling and turning, and occasionally became one with the floor. Despite this, Tobi hopped up with a skip in his step. He loved mornings. It was always a new beginning in a way, a new day to find out what everyone was up too.

'Tobi wonders if Deidara-senpai is awake yet...' the orange masked man questioned himself as he glanced at his alarm clock. It wasn't that early.

Looking over at his blond roommate, Tobi smiled under his mask. Deidara was still fast asleep, his blond hair tangled from sleep while his face was buried into a thick pillow.

'Senpai's still asleep...' Tobi thought with a giggle, 'Tobi will let him sleep.' Carefully Tobi began to tip-toe to the bathroom. His bladder was screaming at him to run for it, but he was determined to let his senpai sleep. Distracted by the thought's of his bladder, Tobi's foot caught on a discarded shirt. Wobbling, Tobi tried to catch his balance and felt for the closest object, a low hanging shelf that held various items of Deidara's creation.

Tobi landed hard on the floor and stared up in horror as the various explosives fell towards him. Covering his eye hole, Tobi waited for the impact.

All he felt were the thunks on his mask of the bombs, but no explosion. Sighing in relief, Tobi felt thankful that the bombs had been duds, or at least were not as super sensitive as Deidara normally made them.

There had been no explosion, but the loud noise of the shelf coming from the wall and a, surprisingly heavy, Tobi falling to the floor had roused Deidara from his light sleep. "Gah!" Deidara squeaked as he bolted upright in his bed, his honed senses perceiving the noises as a threat. His hand reached for the shuriken he had on his night stand, and he was fully prepared to throw it.

"No Senpai!" Tobi shouted as he watched the blond reaching for the deadly weapon. "I-It's just Tobi, Senpai!" He shouted quickly.

Blinking the sleep out of his eyes, Deidara focused on the 'intruder', and found that it was, indeed, his roommate. Deidara felt the vein in his temple pulse, "One day Tobi, one damn day is all I ask, un!" He shouted in anger. It was always the same with this idiot! He couldn't even sleep around him. Tobi hastily began to apologize, but Deidara would have none of it. "You've already ruined my morning, un! Get out!" the blond screamed as his hands began feeling for various items strewn around his bed.

Tobi squeaked and ducked as an alarm clock whizzed by his head, "S-Senpai please!" Tobi begged as a shuriken flashed out of his peripherals and sliced a tiny cut through his pj's "Tobi is sorry!"

"I said get out, you little bug!" The blond replied as he wondered if he could chuck his side table at the masked man.

Feeling the danger rising, Tobi made for a quick exit out the bedroom door. Even he knew when to let the fiery blond have some space. He flew open the door, and turned to run down the hall. Tobi grunted as he collided with someone, or something, and his mask pushed roughly against his nose. Peeling himself off whatever he hit, he could feel now that it had been a chest that he had felt.

"Tobi?...The hell are you up too this early in the damned morning?" The large plant-like man inquired, one side obviously worried and the other side caring less about the younger males well-being.

"Z-Zetsu-san!" Tobi cried in relief then held tightly onto the larger mans shirt. "Deidara-senpai is angry at Tobi! He accidently tripped and caused a mess, and then he threw things at Tobi's head!" He stated pointing at a developing bruise under his mask, which of course Zetsu couldn't see.

Zetsu sighed. It was too early for this. He detached Tobi from the death grip on his shirt and nudged him in the direction of the bathroom. "Please try not to annoy Deidara. He's a little bitch in the morning, we don't need you making it worse. Go change out of your pajama's Tobi."

"Pajama's?" Looking down, Tobi realized that he was indeed still in his little Akatsuki shorts and thick socks. "Oops..." Tobi said before nodding. Changing sounded like a good idea!

Jogging off to the bathroom, Tobi was thankful that he had extra clothes in the bathroom closet. Going back to that death-trap of a room would result in an even angrier Deidara...Tobi shuddered at the thought. He knew how Deidara could be when he was angry. What just happen couldn't even compare to how the blond could be when he was really mad.

'Well, Senpai is out of the question...' Tobi thought as he exited the bathroom. Who else was there to talk too? Looking around, Tobi spotted a door covered in dried blood. 'Oooo, Hidan-san is always awake in the morning.'

Hidan sat in the middle of a carefully drawn circle, his rosary intertwined within his interlocked fingers as he prayed to his God, devotedly muttering the words under his breath. He was focused, his concentration written on his pale face.

"Hidan-san!" Tobi shouted as he flung open the door to the Jashinist's room.

The sudden noise made the white haired man jump, breaking his prayer. His back was to his door, but he knew very well who just interrupted his ritual. "The hell do you want freak? Can't you see I'm busy?" The alabaster haired zealot grumbled.

"Tobi wanted to see what you were doing Hidan-san!"

"I'm praying...obviously," Hidan muttered under his breath before looking over at the obnoxious male, "I don't care why you're here. Piss off!"

"Aw, but Hidan-san, Deidara-senpai says you're never in the mood for fun! Hidan-san shouldn't be so grumpy!" Tobi pranced over into the Jashinist's circle and squatted in front of him, that obnoxiously orange mask staring Hidan in the face. "Let's have some fun!" The excited male chirped and gave a poke to Hidan's forehead.

The Jashinist's eye twitched dangerously. "Fine...you want to have some fun?"

The darker haired male nodded excitedly, hopping to his feet. "Of course Hidan-san!"

The Jashinist reached for his scythe. Suddenly Tobi felt unwelcome. Perhaps he should leave Hidan alone for today...

That thought came too late as Tobi bolted out of the irate mans room, fleeing the onslaught of curses and swings from a deadly weapon. He ducked and leaped down the stair well in an attempt to lose the other, but Hidan was right on his tail.

The next few minutes were a blur for Tobi. Trying to avoid a deadly kick, Tobi had fled into the kitchen. Tripping over his feet, Tobi toppled over the kitchen table and throwing its various contented to the other Akatsuki members who were trying to enjoy their breakfast. Food flew along with curses and shouts of anger, and a furious Leader was not happy to have coffee spilt into his lap. The red-head took his anger out on Hidan, who was merely an innocent bystander in all this. Apparently Tobi's tripping had gone unseen by the majority of the victims, and Hidan's hasty explanation only implemented him as the wrong-doer.

Tobi peaked over the upturned table and decided a hasty exit was in order. The masked man snuck quietly out the archway, tucking his hands into his pockets. 'Oops...Sorry Hidan-san!' he thought as he sat on the couch like a good boy. He hadn't meant to cause trouble, but it was Hidan's fault for chasing him! If he had just had fun like Tobi said then none of this would have happened.

Thanks for reading! I understand that the previous edition of this was a horrible mess, but hey I wrote that when I was eleven. ELEVEN. A lot can happen in eight years. Apparently I didn't know how bad I truly was haha! So therefore, I am redoing my entire FanFiction profile. No longer will I be embarrassed by atrocities such as this!

But I understand that learning from past mistakes is important! Curious about how bad the first edition truly was? Check out Chapter two and see for yourself!