DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO NOR ANY OTHER ANIMEMANGA.
The Mourning
Tobi flopped onto his bed shuddering, repressing tears. " S-senpai..." He couldn't believe it, his senpai dead. Tobi Shuddered again, "No..."
Flash-backs of his senpai ran through his mind. "Tobi's a good boy," he said to himself. He giggled then sniffled as he remembered the quest for Deidara's missing arm. "Hmhm," he giggled again," the leg-lock sleeper-hold..."
He just layed there until he sensed another pressence in the room. "Hello Zetsu-san..." Tobi muttered. He knew it was Zetsu for two reasons. One, Zetsu was the only one that could enter other than the door. And two, he could smell a fresh green plant, Zetsu's venis-fly-trap.
"Hello," said his the black side of Zetsu's face, in the usual monotone and emotionless say. "Hey..." the white half of him said in a slightly warmer voice.
Tobi sat up and sighed, " What is it?" Zetsu didn't enter his room uninvited, or atleast hadn't before. He had always known Zetsu to be polite about his space.
"You're not dead," said Zetsu's black half. "I found pieces of your mask, strips of your cloak, and some of your blood in the blast zone," explained his white half.
"Yeah..." Tobi said. He had moved as quickly as he could, but his left leg had been caught partly in the blast. "I don't need my mask anymore." He put his head down and became lost in his thoughts again.
Zetsu moved to leave. "Leave the mask," Tobi commanded. Zetsu turned as his black half gave Tobi a questioning look. "I have a few things to do before I make the... announcement."
Zetsu nodded, set the mask on Tobi's desk, and left as he had entered.