The Tobi Apocalypse
This was created by a friend of mine (we shall call her Zess!) so I don't own the akatsuki or the story.
Part 1: The Real Death of Kisame
The akatsuki comes back from the store. Tobi eating sugar by the handful, and Kisame hugging his new fishy food.
HIdan- Tobi, stop with the know we dont have that kind of budget.
Tobi- NOOOO, TOBI GOOOOD BOY! (Pancking) You just spend too much sugar money on body oils! Hidan is a bad boy! Not Tobi!
And Tobi began to cry very loudly, and Pein was beginning to get annoyed
Pein- If the crying and yelling doesn't stop, there will be no purchase of sugar or body oils at all.
Tobi- What about my sugar toast?! Or coffee?! Or my bowl of sugar?!
Pein- I will make sure you will eat all those unsweetened!
Tobi- NOOOOOOO!
And Tobi began to cry harder
Pein- And if that doesn't shut you up, maybe we can think of confiscating a mask or two
Tobi- No. Tobis a good boy, so there's no need for that.
Tobi immediately shut up and went to his room, quietly. All stared, amazed.
Hidan- Well, that sure shut him up. We should try it more often.
Pein gave an evil glare to Hidan, shutting him up quickly. Shortly after, loud noises could be heard from Hidan's room, followed by the slam of his door, and then Pein.
Morning came. The Akatsuki slowly came down for breakfast. Tobi slowly came down, with teary, bubbly eyes.
Pein- Tobi, what is it now? Is your sugar all gone?
Tobi- yes *sob* but that's not *sob* why I came *sob* *sob* l-l-l- *sob* l-l-l- *sob* l-leader *sob* sama... *Sob* I-I-I-It *sob* Its Kisame, Leader-sama *sob*
Pein- What did he do this time, turn into sushi?
Tobi- *sob* yes. *sob* Sushi's dead. *sob* Tobi is a good boy, *sob* Tobi is not bad, *sob* Tobi did not do it. *sob*
Tobi began to cry uncontrollably. He ran to the sugar and began cramming it into the hole in his mask. Later, a funeral was arranged, and speeches were made. Just as the akatsuki was leaving, Tobi dropped something into the casket, and looked oddly bubbly. Sadly, they left.
Later, an undead Kisame opened his eyes in the buried casket. He started yelling and screaming for help, only stopping to notice sugar poured all over him. Noone ever answered his calls, and sadly, he died out of a lack of water because the sugar dried it all up.
