Tomorrow would be Senior Prom. His High School graduation. Tobi had scheduled a meeting at the evening. He said it would be the last time they would ever see each other. This made the young boy experience all kinds of mixed feelings.

It was weird that he didn't want them to have a last night together during their last meeting. But he did say that he would be too busy getting everything ready to leave. And this, right now, was what Menma assumed would be their last night together. Tobi was right in between his spread legs, ramming into him like never before.

The bed was shaking and the boy wouldn't stop his loud moans from coming out. They had spent the whole afternoon at this. He had fucked him in every possible position there was. They kissed with fervor while the boy could feel the man caging him against his body. Like if he was trying to fuse with him.

Menma felt very connected with him. Far more than just the pleasure. He didn't know if his mind was playing tricks on him but, there was a warm feeling inside of him. Something that he couldn't describe. Was it love? Was he in love with Tobi? He felt the powerful thrusts that would hit just the right place that made him go crazy. The cries echoed from every wall in the room and as the climax got near, all of the emotions within came bursting out.

"Aaah... I love you!"

The boy told him when he reached his orgasm. He felt when the man came inside of him and when he got out in a sharply way.

"What damn thing did you just say!?" The teacher yelled at him in such a way that terrified the teenage boy.

"I... I... it's just that..." The kid stuttered from watching the furious glare the teacher was sending him.

"What's the matter with you, little girl? A few fucks and you go and think of that cliché stupidity? It's a good thing I'm leaving now. Truth is, I was getting kinda bored with you. You should probably go now."

He told him with such a coldness and indifference in his eyes that the younger raven put a hand against his chest and closed his eyes tight shut.

"Well? What are you waiting for? A VIP invitation? Get out!"

Menma got up and started getting dressed. He felt very unpleasant. Like he's never felt before but, how he had surely made so many girls feel. Even if he was, diplomatic.

"Hey?"

"What!?"

"During the time we spent together. You never felt anything towards me? Not even a little bit?" The teenage boy asked with a cracking voice.

"Dollface, I already enjoyed you as much as I wanted. You're disposable. Allow me to explain the definition of the word. Disposable: Intended to be used once, or until no longer useful, and then thrown away. Look it up on a dictionary and you'll see I'm not lying."

Tobi told him as he started smoking a cigarette. Menma felt how his heart finished breaking into tiny little pieces. He couldn't stop himself and started sobbing.

"Oh no! Not this again. I'm not in the mood to deal with a crybaby. Nor do I have the patience to put up with it. You better get out of my sight now!"

He ordered him but, the boy didn't move. He was too affected. When the older raven saw this, he grabbed him rather roughly by the arm and dragged him out. Not caring if the teenager was only half dressed. He threw him down the street without the least bit of gentleness.

He closed the door right on his nose. Menma finished getting fully dressed with the inquisitive stares from the people passing by. He didn't care. He highly doubted that the people here would recognize him. Silent tears started falling down his face while his heart started beating in a painful manner. He took a taxi. He only wished that no one would be at home. He didn't want to see anyone. He entered and didn't even notice Might Guy, the gatekeeper, staring at him strangely. Might Guy had never seen his young master cry. He scurried his way to his bedroom and locked the door.

He jumped on the bed and hugged his orange colored fox plushie. He had his heart completely crushed and his dignity was shattered as well. He couldn't stop the sobs from coming out. The agony he was feeling was huge.

"Hey kid, look at what I... what's the matter with you?"

An entering Naruko asked. She was confused when she saw her son in that state.

"Don't let your Dad see you like this. You know how he feels about boys crying and..."

Menma didn't let her finish. He got up from the bed and hugged her. He had never done it before. But, he needed to unburden himself. Even if she wouldn't know what was happening. He laid his head on Naruko's neck and cried in desperation. She pushed him away with her hands and looked at him closely for the first time. He noticed a worried look in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked as she dried the tears away from his eyes with a handkerchief.

"It's just that... I'm going to miss you all." He lied.

It was obvious that they wouldn't be missed. He thanked God that the woman was this naïve and apparently bought it.

He put on his best content face so that they wouldn't notice he had been crying. But Naruko was the one who ended up being the center of attention. His dad was calling her.

It seemed like they had jumped her when she was buying the most expensive dresses. She hadn't let the bodyguards go with her because, she said that Pein made her look bad with all the piercings he had on his face. She was explaining how it was her fault and not Pein's. But, Sasuke was furiously yelling at the orange haired man. He punched him and it was somewhat understandable. His wife's life had been put at risk. Because, he hadn't been there to protect her. The woman had come home trembling in fear at what had just happened to her.

"Damn it Pein! You're completely worthless! You have one job. Just one! And you can't even do that right! What the hell am I paying you for then?" He yelled out in fury.

This rage outburst seemed pointless to Menma. It's not like Naruko wouldn't step in at some point. The boy ignored them and when the whole spectacle was over. He called Gaara's cellphone and told him everything that had happened.

"You know? I don't think you're really in love. I think you're just confused. When this is over you should go see a Psychologist."

When he hung up, he tried to concentrate on thinking about tomorrow. But he still felt like he loved his teacher.

His luggage was ready. His flight to The Bahamas left in three hours. It was 7 PM. He would probably get there tomorrow on midday. He would be there when the graduation would take place.

The brat's fate shouldn't be important to him. But even though, he had that in mind... He couldn't help but feel a tiny and unpleasant stab in his chest. 'It's nothing personal. It would've happened with anyone.' He repeated those words to himself over and over. But he couldn't get Menma's teary eyes out of his head. The image of him telling him that he loved him and that adorable pout he made whenever he cried. He always rebuked him for crying because, when he saw how fragile he looked. Just like an unprotected little boy. It made him want to baby him and he couldn't do that.

"Tobi!" Ino said while raising her voice.

This brought him out of his daydreaming.

"What do you want!?" He annoyedly answered the girl.

"Ow! You're such a grouch, aren't you? But fill me in on the details. Did you make him suffer? Did you mistreat him?" The blonde girl asked with a smile on her face.

"I treated him like the worst piece of trash in the entire universe. Happy!?"

"Why are you in such a bad mood today?" The teenage girl asked.

"Let me put it to you this way. It's none of your fucking business. Do you have my payment?"

"Yes, here. I'm giving you this in exchange for the favor you did for me." She answered while she gave him a gold ring with a purple precious stone on the middle.

When he put it on his eyes glowed and instead of the usual symbol of three tears around his red eyes. The symbol changed to that of a flower symbol. But the girl didn't notice because, she was too concentrated on what the man had on his other hand.

"And do you have mine?"

Tobi gave her an envelope with a DVD inside.

"Are you sure about what you're going to be doing with that video?" The teacher asked her.

"That's not your problem."

Out of nowhere, the raven man squeezed her neck until she was blue.

"The next time you talk to me like that. I'm going to make you experience an agonizing pain like no other. Is that clear, you cunt?" She nodded with her head and he released his grip on her. Ino fell to the ground. She was shaking and started coughing and gasping for air. She knew she had to be careful with a man like this.

"I'm just saying that he deserves what's coming to him. He did the same thing to me. He used me and then he exposed me in front of his friends." The girl answered as she caught her breath.

"I think he's already suffered more than enough. What you're thinking about doing is unnecessary." He told her with uninterested.

"It's what I want." The young girl answered with rancor. "He's going to wish he hadn't messed with me."

Tobi rolled his eyes and grabbed his luggage. It was a small one. He never really carried that much stuff with him. The house was rented and the car was already being shipped by boat.

He walked to the airport. He would've loved seeing Madara's face when he would see the video. What really made him unhappy was that, surely, he wouldn't recognize him. After all, he looked a little bit different than from when he was 16. Not to mention how they were supposed to have the same age. Not even the name would sound familiar to him. Since Tobi Uchi wasn't even his real name. At least, not exactly. It was actually Obito Uchiha. He thought that the hardest part would be forgetting about Menma and of everything that happened with him.

But every five seconds the image of a pair of beautiful sapphire blue eyes filled with tears would come back to his head. He shook his head and turned his thoughts to his next destination. No one would hear about Tobi Uchi until a few years from now.