Gomenasai
"Yuki…" Tobi said his voice deeper than normal, seeming that his voice broke in a matter of seconds.
That voice… it irked her ears. Where was the cute Tobi she loved? She loved the way his endearing voice called her name, sometimes exaggerating the 'yu', making her name longer than necessary. She couldn't help but to ask who he was. Please, say Tobi, say you were mucking round, and then I'd just laugh, like we always do. Maybe even a smack round the head…
"…Madara."
No…
"Madara…? Uchiha Madara?"
"No, it's just Madara."
It was too much for her to compromise, where was Tobi? What could she do? Accepting Madara would feel like throwing Tobi away…
Madara, Tobi, Madara, Tobi, Madara…
"Sorry…" she shook her head, pushing his bared torso back.
They had gone so far; she almost thought she was at the gates of heaven…
Madara…
But they were locked.
"You're not the one that… that I love…" She gathered the sheets around her, as she spoke, covering her slender, exposed body.
"No, Yuki…"
"You're Madara, the one I love is Tobi-chan…"
"Yuki… I can change…"
"…sorry." She looked away, attempting to hide the tears that fell, burying her face in the sheets that covered her.
He opened his mouth, about to speak, but decided against it. His mismatched eyes darkened as he stood up. A swish of cloth and he was gone.
He might pretend to be Tobi, but he's Madara, and she would label him as Madara, not Tobi. Tears fell freely as she thought of this, falling on to those snowy sheets. What was there to do…?
Nothing.
All she could do was to wait for the waterfall of gems to stop flowing, as the sheets adopted a deeper shade of gray.
Sitting alone, feeling sorry.
"Gomenasai…"