Hello everyone! :D

Today I tried my hand at something really different from what I'm used to... ah, memes are the best for this kind of thing! LOL
The characters here are also two I don't used, but given the prompt I couldn't pass up the chance of having a little revenge, mwahaha!

Warnings: cannibalism, spoilers for recent manga chapters.

Disclamer: I don't own Naruto (or the prompt)

Enjoy!

Ja ne,
Temari 88

Old Meat

He (they) was a loyal individual - or as loyal as someone like him (them) could be, anyway - and after living alongside of his 'master' for such a long time, there was no doubt he (they) would carry out the orders he receved at all costs.
In this specific contest, his (their) master had requested, "If I ever happen to be defeated, which I doubt but still planning ahead is never wrong, you are to make sure they won't lay a finger on my body, understood?" He (they) had nodded, the task perfectly clear in his mind. then, as if in after-thought, Madara Uchiha had added, "Even at the cost of having to eat me yourself, am I clear?" once again, Zetsu had nodded, a grin spreading over half of his (their) face.

-x-

"Start with the legs. The legs, you fucking idiot!"

"Alright, stop shouting, there's no hurry."

"What if they find us, motherfucker!"

"They won't. We're so much underground, not even the finest ears could hear us."

"... Whatever, just start eating dammit all! I'm fucking hungry!"

Crunching and squishy sounds soon filled the secret cellar where Zetsu had managed to carry Madara's mingled body after the battle ending the Fourth Shinobi War. His master had lost - even his detailed and rehearsed plans had crumbled at his feet, despite his best hopes the old Uchiha hadn't succeded in controlling the Kyuubi no Kitsune—his formidable plan had not included the possibility of the Yondaime's son acquiring the demon's power before him.

Zetsu had well-by-now finished on his Master's legs and was just starting on the mingled and holed torso when the sudden wail and weezing sound of air passing through a broken throat made it clear that Madara wasn't dead yet. The man tried to stand up and push the plant's mouth away from his body, only to realize his arms were gone (blown apart by some explosion), his legs were nowhere in sight (didn't he still have them when the blattle ended?) and his torn torso had biting marks... the Sharingans in Madara's eyes widened as he finally understood was was happening—Zetsu was eating him up!

The old man had been so caugth in his terrific epiphany, that he missed the dark glint in the other's eyes as the plant approached him. The scream tearing at Madara's throat was filled with a pain so great no human living or demon had ever felt, he could feel every second of Zetsu's teeth sinking and tearing at his skin, he could hear the rip of flesh parting from bones and the sikening crack as his bones were severed with the mere strength of a jaw—he wished he would have blacked out already, the yells loud, so loud they covered the sounds of the plant shinobi's dining. Madara's throat wished he were already dead.

"Why you... doing this..." were Madara's last words, as Zetsu stuck his hand in his torn chest to pull out the barely pusating heart of what had been the oldest man alive. The Uchiha never heard the answer.

"You were defeaded."

"Fucking bastard, we're doing what you told us dammit!"

-x-

"He was a good meal."

"Bah... we've had snacks much more tasty than the fucker!"

"... It was old meat, after all."