I did decide to continue this, after getting some ideas for it. The rating will probably go up as time goes on, since I will be having it go up with the ages. Like this chapter will make the rating go up to T. Anyway, please review if you enjoy!
Years had passed since that day, Nagato had never heard anything again from that boy, Obito, again. Now he was sixteen and by now a powerful ninja of his village, he was modest about his power though. For a long time, he hoped that he'd see that boy again, so that he could show him how strong he got. How much more mature he was than before, get to know him more. The more time that passed though, it didn't seem like it was going to happen. Even after only seeing him once, he never forgot Obito, he didn't know why he remembered a Konoha ninja that he met once.
Right now, Nagato was walking by Yahiko and Konan, they were heading off to the current base they had in Amegakure. They had created an organization dedicated to bringing peace, Yahiko as their leader. The red haired boy always just following what his friend did, he wanted to be like him so much even now when they weren't kids. Following what his friend wanted to do made him feel better, he was more of a follower than a leader anyway.
However, while they had stopped under some rocks to take cover from the rain, somewhere near their base, they could all sense someone near. Nagato was the first to glance to the side, seeing a figure approaching them slowly and calmly. The way it approached them seemed confident even, the three of them ready to fight if necessary.
Then a voice that none of them knew spoke, "Relax you three, I'm no enemy." soon the figure stepping under the rocks that sheltered them from the rain.
Who they saw was a man wearing a mask so that they couldn't see his face, wearing some sort of cloak and they could have sworn they saw a Sharingan eye through the one hole in the mask.
Yahiko stared at him cautiously then said, "Identify yourself, now." he demanded to the man.
The masked man turned to Yahiko then said, "Madara Uchiha." this seeming to make the leader flinch for a moment before just relaxing.
"Madara Uchiha? He died a long time ago...how do you expect us to believe that? Why approach us?" The orange haired leader didn't trust him, nor did he believe for a second that he was the legend himself.
His two friends seemed to let him do the talking, as they usually did. Though Nagato was staring at the man who claimed to be Madara. There was something so similar about his chakra...he felt like he knew this guy. That was impossible though, this man was nothing more than a stranger. He did notice though that he kept glancing over at the red head, which was making him tense a little.
"I came here to make an offer to you." 'Madara' started, "I want to create a better world, something you could call a dreamworld." he could see the confused looks on the orphans so just continued on. Speaking about how he wanted to create a world without pain, suffering, war or even hate. A world that was like a dream. Then he looked right to Nagato and held out his hand, seeming mostly interested in him, "Join me...help me create this dreamworld."
The red head blinked and stared at him, he didn't know why it sounded so compelling, the man himself was, for some reason, compelling. He almost felt like he wanted to know more about this guy, he just brought about curiosity to Nagato. About to say something himself, but an arm was put in front of him, a Rinnegan eye glanced over at Yahiko, who was the one holding the arm in front of his friend.
"What you're saying...it sounds too good to be true. Are you trying to use us?" Yahiko said, he could see how the masked man stared at Nagato and he didn't like it at all, "I'm sorry, but we're not interested."
"The way you're going about things, it's all wrong. You'll learn one day that I'm right." The man shook his head at this, frowning underneath his mask.
Yahiko only rolled his eyes at what he said though and turned around, "Lets go, Nagato, Konan." starting to walk off. Konan followed without hesitation, but they both noticed Nagato seeming to be very slow about following, his focus was on the masked man. Their leader didn't seem to like this, getting a little tough with his friend, "Nagato, follow, right now." his voice was a little harsh, but only because he wanted to make sure the red head followed him. No way was he going to let him friend fall for any tricks.
The boy flinched at Yahiko's voice and gave a quiet nod, starting to follow, though a voice from the man behind them said, "I'll come back to this spot every day..." this made the Rinnegan eyes look back at him, he noticed that the stranger was speaking to him directly, "If you want to know more...if not, I know one day you'll understand." an eye stared at Nagato through the mask, "I know for sure, you will, Nagato." then he suddenly seemed to suck himself up into some sort of jutsu and was gone.
The red head silently stared at the spot where the man had once been, damning himself for being so curious. Though before Yahiko could say anything, followed after them, trying not to seem bothered by the fact the masked man seemed so interested in him. Not to mention how familiar he felt. He just had to pay a visit to this spot again one day...he wanted to know more. Not about the plan, but him in general.
Weeks passed, and the man in the mask would not leave Nagato's mind. He couldn't find a time to go out and try to see him without Yahiko or Konan knowing. However one day, the three of them had been in a pretty intense battle and Nagato had been injured, enough to the point he was forced to stay at one of their hideouts while everyone else went out to the battlefield again. It's not like he was so badly injured he couldn't fight, he just had a stab wound in a non-vital area on his torso. His friends always seemed to want to protect him more than anything, he wanted to protect them instead. Though as he thought, now was a good time to sneak away to see if he could meet that man. Even if he was hurt, it may be the chance he would get. He threw on the usual organization cloak and tried to not make it seem obvious that underneath it, he was injured. He was nervous about going there alone like this, but he slowly made his way there.
Soon making it to that area that was shielded from the rain, and saw that masked man sitting on a rock calmly. As if he was expecting the red head any moment. As soon as Nagato's footsteps were heard in that area, the head turned over and he said, "Ah, so you finally showed up."
The Rinnegan user stood a few feet away, a little frozen. He wasn't used to doing things on his own without Yahiko's say, but he just wanted to know. Shaking off some fear that he felt, he spoke, "I...just want to know more about you..."
The man stood up from where he was and looked at the red head, "Oh? What do you want to know about me?"
"I...don't know really..." Nagato admitted, "But...you seem so familiar...and your plan, I don't get why you'd want something like a dreamworld...It sounds impossible to me." trying to stay a bit away from him.
A sigh came from the masked man and he said, "I wish you could understand. I want nothing more than to make this world better, and this is the only solution for this hopeless reality." Nagato could have sworn he saw something red coming from the eye hole of the mask for a moment as he was glanced at. If he was Madara, he'd have the Sharingan right?
"I doubt it's the only solution..." The Rinnegan user frowned a bit at what he said.
"It is, I know one day you'll know that it is." The man nodded to him. Inside the man was just thinking, Damn it Nagato, don't let yourself realize how hopeless this world is the same way I did...
Though what he was thinking was unknown to the red head, who just looked to the side a bit, "I don't think I will...but-" he was going to say more though his wound suddenly started to act up. He had walked a lot there and his wound had opened up. The bandages staining and the blood leaking. Wincing and held the pained area.
"Hmm? Are you injured?" The voice didn't sound concerned, but the masked man was heading over to the cringing boy.
"N-No...keep away from me..." Nagato said nervously, moving back a bit, but had to hold onto his injury that was hurting.
"I'm not planning on hurting you." Yet at least, "Let me look at that." suddenly right in front of him, which made the boy jump in shock.
He swallowed and stared at the masked face in front of him, "You...better not try anything..." he was pretty submissive, though he was confident that he would be able to stop him if he tried to hurt him or anything else.
The man said nothing more, but grabbed onto Nagato and forced him to sit against the wall of the rocky area, a bit gently though. He didn't want to make him not trust him until he got him to join him. For now he opened up the cloak, there not being any shirt under so the bloody bandages were obvious. It was cold out so some cold air hit the pale skin, making the red head shiver as he watched cautiously.
"Seems pretty bad, and yet you came here to see me." A finger poked the bandages a little, watching the boy twitch at this. He seemed to think for a moment before saying, "Wait here." then he had disappeared, almost seeming to absorb himself like before.
Nagato was very confused at this and still was, sitting there and it only took a couple of minutes for him to appear back the same way with some new bandages. He could tell, the masked man was trying to gain his trust...he still had a bad feeling while around him. Though this familiar feeling when around him, it was...just so weird. Nostalgic maybe.
The man walked back over and sat somewhere in front of him so that he could start removing the bloody bandages. He could tell how nervous the boy was around him. It was understandable, but he didn't want that right now. He had to help convince him to join in his plan, even if it was a slow process. Once he had the bandages off, he started to replace them with clean ones. Nagato found it strange to be being helped by someone that wasn't one of his friends.
Though there was just something about this guy, something that confused him. The red head spoke to him now though, "So...I don't believe you are Madara...so...who are you?"
The man seemed to flinch a bit, looking up at the boy to say, "I am Madara, but if you do not wish to call me by that name, call me something else. Names are nothing to me." then continued to bandage the wound back up.
Nagato still doubted him, only because Yahiko did though. Looking at him and muttered, "Then...give me another name to call you by..."
Without looking up at all, he masked man said, "...Call me Tobi, if you really need another name to call me." it was a name he came up with off the top of his head. However, there was slight feeling of guilt within 'Tobi' when he spoke that name. It reminded him of a name that he had tried to long since forget...
Before he could think more into it, Nagato said, "Okay...Tobi than..." it felt more comfortable to say that then Madara, whom the Rinnegan user was sure he wasn't. It just didn't feel like he was that all-powerful legendary ninja. For now, he just let the man, who he would now call Tobi, continue to bandage the wound.
Soon he finished and he said, "There..." looking up at the one Rinnegan eye that showed on the boy. Those eyes, even if not his, they fit him so well.
Nagato couldn't tell that Tobi was staring at him like this and thinking such things, trying to move away from him a bit at least while saying, "Uh thanks...well, I should...be going..."
The masked man though had grabbed his arms and held him there, "You don't have to leave yet."
The red head didn't really like him doing this, getting nervous like he was going to attack him suddenly, "I...really should get back...my friends could be there worrying about me..."
"I can take you back quickly anytime. There is no need to leave yet. Besides, there is something I'd like to give you." Tobi said to him, holding onto Nagato's arms to keep him there.
"Give me...?" A confused look was on the younger male's face at this.
There were no more words from the other, but he seemed to lift his mask up a bit. For a second there, he felt like pulling off his mask fully, to show Nagato who he was. However it didn't happen like that, instead, the mask lifted enough to where only his lips showed, which, to Nagato's surprise, was pushed into a kiss against his.
The red head at first had no idea what to do when this happened, a blush forming on his cheeks, being a ninja, instinct told him that it was a trap and to get away from him. One side of him though, was yelling at him to kiss back. He didn't even know why, he didn't know this man! Somehow though, the lips felt familiar, though they had a bit of a rough feeling to them, there was just something that reminded him of his first kiss. He ended up giving in a bit, kissing back on a little. Trying to keep himself under control, he couldn't get attached to this stranger. Though he felt like the other had smiled a little when he had kissed back even if only a little, and arms were going around him to pull the smaller boy closer. They were both sitting and they were quite close like this, almost to the point Nagato was on his lap. The red head's arms almost went around Tobi, before he forced himself to push away and glanced to the side.
The masked man frowned at this and said, "Why'd you pull away?" a bit disappointed that he didn't continue kissing him like it seemed he would.
Nagato though, was too afraid it'd be taken too far, and he was too confused on why he even wanted to kiss back. Pulling himself more away from him and slowly stood up, "I...just need to go now..." instantly starting to walk off.
While he was doing that, Tobi stood up and he could hear him say, "I could get you home." he offered.
However his offer was denied, not with words though, but Nagato just started to run off the best he could with his bandaged wound. Even if that would most likely open it up again. The red head soon out of sight and Tobi pulled his mask back down.
A little angry at this, the masked man just disappeared, before appearing in a cave like room and pulling the mask off fully and throwing it to the side.
A voice came from behind him that said, "Hey, you don't seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen, Obito?"
The man turned around to look at the only one who was alive that knew who he really was. Zetsu, the artificial human that seemed to stay quite loyal to him. He looked forward and growled a bit, "I just had a run in with Nagato."
White Zetsu blinked his yellow eye at this then said, "The kid with Madara's Rinnegan? Did you get him to join us yet?"
"No...he ran away from me." Obito said angrily. Inside, all he could think was, Damn it, my feelings for him are getting in the way of my goals. I never thought seeing him again would have this effect on me.
"Well, we still need him for the plans." Black Zetsu spoke now, "Do you think you'll be able to get him to join still?"
"I will be able to, or else I'll have to force him." Obito said, "Anyway, I'd like to be alone now." I want to get Nagato to understand before he has to deal with the same thing I went through...
"Got it." Both Zetsu said before disappearing into the ground to leave him alone.
When he was got, Obito hit the wall angrily and glared at nothing really.
Nagato, why are you making this so difficult? Only you are making me feel this way again. I thought I finished with loving someone after...He inwardly cringed thinking about who he had loved more than anyone else.
He continued to glare at nothing. You better join me, or else I will do whatever it takes to get you to forward my plans.
His thoughts were silent for a moment as he sat down somewhere, putting a hand to his scarred face. Though...even if you join me willingly or not...there is one thing that I will truly make sure of...
You will be mine.
Alright so I feel like this chapter was horribly written but I tried my best! I am deciding to continue this and I don't plan to make this very long, but we will see how it goes.
I hope you are enjoying this unusual couple!