Should I continue this story? I have not received any reviews, so I'm wondering whether this story is any good. But anyway, here is the third chapter.
Chapter 3 – Tobi's Sharingan
A large humanoid venus flytrap emerged sneakily from the earthen ground in the tropical woods, his yellow pupils daggered at the black figure, who had been leaning stiffly on an ancient oak tree for half an hour. Sun rays crept quietly through the dark-greenish forest, basking on the blue birds chirping happily on the branches in the vicinity. A familiar, child-like voice, though not very clear, reached Zetsu's sensitive ears,
"Nine hundred, ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-six…Nine hundred, ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-seven…"
Zetsu contorted his half-black, half-white face in disdain at the rhyming voice. The black part of him thought silently, "Do you think what I'm thinking that fool is doing?"
"Yes," The white-faced Zetsu replied, "As always, Tobi is playing hide-and-seek with Deidara."
Black Zetsu gave out a mirthless laugh, and corrected his other half, "Tobi is playing hide-and-seek alone, never with Deidara. Deidara agreed to play the kid's game just to get rid of him."
"Let's help Deidara-kun (Junior) 'get rid of him'. I'm kind of hungry. What do you say?" spoke White Zetsu, who then gulped a lump of saliva through his blood-thirsty throat.
Tobi, the black-haired boy, was still chanting his numbers innocently, "Nine hundred, ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-eight…Nine hundred, ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine…"
"I wonder…" Black Zetsu mused to himself, "Would we become like that retard if we stuff him into our body?"
White Zetsu frowned with a sea of worried lines on his milky forehead, "Great! You had just ruined my appetite."
"One million!" Tobi jumped to face his behind, his swirled, orange mask shimmered brightly under the hot sun, "You can run but you can't hide, Deidara-sempai! (Senior!)"
Tobi immediately darted across the green grass with dead leaves rustling at his toeless shoes. His cloak was dark, decorated with red clouds and similar to Zetsu's own costume, implying that two of them were colleagues under the Akatsuki organisation. Zetsu, who was only about a short distance away from Tobi, did not migrate from his spot; he believed that with the advantage of him bearing his plant-like facial features and colours, he could blend well with the greeneries at the very floral scene. His attentive eyes followed Tobi out of the woods. Unexpectedly, Tobi sprung around, causing Zetsu's heart to jump out of his massive chest with an odd pang of utter surprise and disbelief.
"Zetsu-san! (Mr.Zetsu!)" Tobi called out cheerfully to the speechless Zetsu, "Let's find Deidara-sempai together! Whoever catches him first buys ice-creams! Good luck, Zetsu-san!"
Zetsu's heart was throbbing greatly, as though he had just witnessed Tobi using his 'Sharingan' on him. Smiling toothily behind his 'lollipop' mask, Tobi scampered out excitedly, accompanied by the alarming sound of his light footsteps.
"That boy smells fishy…" Black Zetsu's thread of thought lingered indignantly.
"But not as fishy as Kisame," thought White Zetsu, triggering a regretful sigh from his black-faced neighbour; he was not at the very least elated at the fact that he would stuck with his pain-in-the-neck partner for the rest of his life.
O O O
Eva let out a soft shriek, as she looked down at her filthy fingernails, which had been treated with a luxurious manicure recently. The lustre of her precious fingernails had lost tremendously, much to her dismay. She could picture herself being a laughing stock among her great circle of friends, who, like her, had taken good care of their fingernails for the sake of pride and fame. Her awful, deepening thoughts then slipped away, and she set her teary eyes again on the small light escaping from the hole that she had created.
"Just you wait, jerk-face!" Eva clenched her pearly-white teeth, as she widened the hole of freedom with her jaded, already-jagged fingers. Soon after, she stuck her head out of the gaping hole almost impatiently, and what she saw made her gape. White cotton clouds were passing by her face only by a mere inch; from that, she knew how far she was from the earth. Very far.
"That's as far as you go, Jinchuuriki," Deidara whispered to Eva's ear from behind, as though he was sharing his darkest secret with her, "You can't escape, un."
Eva's heart stopped. She quickly turned behind to see a young man sitting relaxingly on the bird, with his legs crossed. The first thing about him that aroused her attention and interest was the platinum-blonde ponytail on his head; it was so high and silky that anyone could have easily mistaken him as a girl. His smirk was somewhat evil, but was quite pleasing to the eyes. Eva felt her hollow cheeks turning hot and red, reminding her of how she had felt the same way for her boyfriend, Ken, on their first meeting.
Now she was worried whether her steady relationship with Ken had come to an end, after that last disastrous meeting she had with him several moments ago…
"Don't you ever dare call me 'jerk-face' again," Deidara's deep voice crashed Eva's train of thoughts into a million pieces, "I'm Deidara, un."
Eva snarled, "I don't care what your name is, jerk-face! And what's with the 'un-un' sound? Are you constipated or something?"
Deidara's thick yellowish eyebrows rose in a knit of unendurable anger, and his eyes fiercely stared at Eva's, with the pink colour on his cheeks became more dangerously pronounced than ever. Eva stared back at him, trying not to betray a hint of fear through her facial expression and body language. The gusty wind beat upon their faces, but none of them seemed to be bothered by the annoyingly-strong breeze. With their unblinking eyes held in a deadlock, Deidara spoke,
"Watch your mouth, 'Jinchuuriki'. Do you know what I did to my partner with his foul mouth, un?"
"What?" Eva asked curtly.
Deidara replied, "I suffocated-"
"There you are!" A merry, boyish voice came out of nowhere, "I'm coming to tag your arm, Deidara-sempai!"
Out of curiosity, Eva heaved herself up from the hole, and looked down at a strange, orange-masked man chasing them.
"Deidara-sempai! Wait for me!" Tobi waved his arms beckoningly, his steady legs still racing on the vast field to catch up with Deidara's clay bird.
Deidara smacked his forehead hard, unconsciously slapping the wet lips on his palm against his own epidermis, "Speak of the devil, un… 'Jinchuuriki'!"
"Huh?" Eva gave a blank look at Deidara, who was watching her from the corner of his eyes.
"Hold on to me, 'Jinchuuriki'. We'll fly in full speed, un," Deidara spoke; his thin lips pursed tightly, his hand holding out in the direction of Eva.
For the first time, Eva stammered, "W-w-what did you just tell me to do?"
Deidara growled, "I want you to hold on to me, 'baka'!" He roughly grabbed one of Eva's dirty hands and put it on his right biceps. Though she was too overwhelmed to curl her fingers around Deidara's muscular arm, she could feel a non-imaginary sense of security coming from him. No matter how weird and inconceivable the feeling was, Eva felt…happy.
"Don't fall! Ready, un?" Deidara said with a serious voice. Eva's heart was beating so fast that she thought it would explode at any moment.
"Un…" Eva murmured breathlessly. Without any delay, Deidara's clay bird streaked towards the mountains like a jet plane, leaving Tobi's echoing voice behind.
End of Chapter 3
