I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. School and family life eats up my time.
EDIT: I'm resubmitting this chapter because I fixed the previous mistakes. I hope no one minds
It was dark, and all of the Akatsuki were in bed…well, all except for one. Zetsu quietly crept through the hallways of their 'house' hideout, stealthily creeping past the bedrooms of the other members. The 'tick tock' of the living-room clock and the hooting of the owl were all that was heard throughout the halls giving the place a peaceful feeling. As Zetsu crept toward the door, he stepped on a loose floorboard, causing a loud creak to echo through the house.
"Quiet! Do you want to get some food or not!" Aku whispered furiously through the right side of their mouth.
"I do, but I didn't know that floorboard creaked like that!" protested Zetsu, whispering by the left side.
"Oh, like hell you didn't, we've only lived here for about, what, a year now and we've had plenty of time to get used to this place!"
"Well, if we know the place so well why didn't you stop me?"
"Because even if I did warn you it would've been too late!" Their quiet argument continued like this until they heard a low mumble coming from the leader's quarters.
"Oh shit! You've done it now; now we'll never get any fresh human meat!" Aku complained throwing up their right hand in exasperation.
"Shh! We can still get some without anyone knowing if we leave now and we both shut up."
Nodding, Zetsu formed a hand seal and sunk into the floorboards at a painfully slow rate until he was gone.
"Hey, look over there." Aku said pointing with the right hand into the dark.
"What?"
"See that orange blob? It's moving, and chakra's coming out of it."
"Do you think it's a human wearing a mask?"
"Possibly, if it is, we should eat it."
"Right, I'm starving." They had been searching the woods near the neighboring village for hours looking for food, but hadn't found anything worth nibbling on. It was now around three in the morning by Aku's internal clock and time was running out. But with the spotting of the orange dot, his hope flared. Crouching down low they crept slowly towards the hopping orange dot barely making a sound in the foliage. As they got closer to the dot, it started to show the shape of a boy' body. The masked boy had a basket of herbs hanging off his arm and a long scarf around his neck. He walked at a steady rate and was humming a cheery tune while plucking herbs off branches and putting them in the basket. He was only five feet away now, and he had just bent over to pick up a mushroom, perfect. He jumped out from behind the bushes and dove for the prey, hunger clouding judgement. But before he could sink his teeth into the boy's shoulder, the masked boy swung around and hit him with his basket, knocking Zetsu face first onto the ground.
"Oh!" the masked boy yelped girlishly. "I'm so, so sorry sir, are you all right?" he asked in a worried voice bending over to where Zetsu lay.
"Yush." Zetsu mumbled through the dirt, thoroughly humiliated.
"You sure? My basket is pretty dangerous you know, it's hurt many people before!" he continued rambling on about baskets and their dangers at the back of his head causing quite an uproar in Zetsu's head.
"HOW THE FUCK DID A FUCKIN' BASKET STOP US FROM EATING THIS FUCKING TWERP!" Aku raged. Zetsu rubbed his imaginary temples trying to block out the blabbering coming from the weird boy and the ranting coming from Aku.
"Shut up for a sec and let me think okay!" Zetsu yelled internally and outwardly, shutting them both up. He sat up and closed the flytrap around his head, causing the masked boy to squeak with wonder.
The boy ignored Zetsu's previous order and knocked on the flytrap "Wow! I've never seen anyone so cool looking before! What's your name?" Zetsu growled and tried to block out the boys enthusiastic praising of his unique look. It worked and he was able to come up with a plan, a plan Aku disagreed with but didn't do anything about.
"…And one time I had this flower garden with little-"
"Hey, kid, what's your name?" he interrupted, the flytrap fully opened revealing his face.
The masked boy had been looking off into the distance talking to nothing but as Zetsu spoke his head snapped over to look at him.
"My name's Tobiton William Wakamatsu the III, but everyone just calls me Tobi." He said in a slightly more cheerful tone than before, happy to be acknowledged.
"That's a long name Tobi, do you live nearby?"
"Why yes, I live by myself in a cabin at the edge of the village, how about you?" He set his basket down and sat down next to Zetsu. They started to talk engage in conversation, and Zetsu learned a lot about the boy that night. He was an orphan whose mother had died when he was ten, he never knew who his father was or if he was an "accident." He wore the mask because he was embarrassed of the scars on his face that he got after scraping his face on some rocks. By the time the sun had risen they knew practically everything about the other, and Zetsu didn't want to eat anymore…too bad Aku was still hungry.
'C'mon! Let's just eat him! I'm HUNGRY! We're already going to be late getting back so we might as well feast! PLEEEASE!" But Zetsu ignored the pleading and whining of his mind mate and directed his thoughts towards Tobi. After contemplating for a while Zetsu finally said, "Hey, Tobi, want to join this cool organization that I'm in? You'll really like it!"