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Madara hummed lightly as he sauntered up to the village gate, his fingers interlocked behind his head, his visible eye was lazily drooped and there was a strange smile on his face. It wasn't sinister or happy, it wasn't evil or good.

The empty smile had no purpose other than to fool the guards that calmly walked out of their little box, he pretended to ignore them and started to walk passed them.

"Hey, mister!," The Uchiha stopped.

Getting into the village was going to difficult, he had no passport, no not even a fake one, and he looked less like a trust worthy man and more like a crazed serial killer (He thought it was the half mask, the voice said it was the look of his face as a whole, just another thing they disagreed on.) so they wouldn't just excuse his lack of ID VIA Pick Pocket excuse.

Actually that was a good idea.

Just not for this scenario.

"You need a passport to enter this village," The one with poofy spiky hair said.

'His hair looks soft,' The voice said dreamily.

The voice had been like that since Madara left the prison, he was guessing the voice was the nice kind of drunk. Drunk on what exactly? You have to ask the voice, Madara wishes you luck getting an answer because not even he could get one.

He tsked,"I do not have a passport, I am a simple traveler," he said, pitching his voice as much as his now sore voice would allow. It was far from Tobi's voice but it was still pretty young sounding.

It did not match his appearance.

That's what Izumo and Kotetsu thought anyway.

"The only way you are getting into this village is by getting passed through by the Hokage herself," The brow haired man said.

'Oh, that's right your mortal enemies granddaughter is the hokage now,' The voice laughed,' Man you were screwed out of the job five times by people related in one way or another! You're life really does suck,'

Now that Madara thought about it, how would the voice get drunk in there? and on what? Mind juice. These are the kind of things that goes through his mind now. Next thing you know he'll be sitting in a corner contemplating the meaning of string.

"Fine, then how do I get there," The Uchiha wanted to get his mind on something else as quickly as he could before that 'String' thing came to be.

The two guards cast a wary look to each other, passing a raised eyebrow back and forth, before Izumo coughed into his hand, putting on a professional attitude.

"Just follow me I will lead you there," he said waving a hand for Madara to follow him.

The raven shrugged and followed him.

Kotetsu watched his friend leave, "And I," he started loudly, "Will stay here alone," he rubbed the back of his head.

Flashback

Tobi watched Deidara as he pulled the blanket of his futon over his head, trying to ignore his presence. For some reason it was harder than usual for the blond, he wasn't exactly mad per-say, he was little bit but for the most part he was just annoyed.

Annoyed at Tobi for scaring him and annoyed with himself for being scared.

He should have known his partner was alright, Tobi never actually hurt himself.

Surprising but true.

"Is Deidara sempai mad at Tobi?," The masked ninja asked quietly.

"Go away, hmm," Deidara's voice was muffled by the blankets.

"Tobi didn't mean to make Deidara-sempai worry," Tobi was met by silence, "Tobi loves his sempai!," he fell into a crouch beside the bombers head, "But Tobi understands if Deidara hates Tobi,"

Deidara frowned, he sounded kind of sad.

"Everyone hates Tobi," The masked ninja's voice slowly deepened with every word,"Everyone hates me," he let himself drop onto his backside, back pressed against the wall, "And that's how it has always been," he pulled his feet closer together.

His mentality was still in Tobi mode, he had no idea that his voice had returned to its normal deep pitch.

"So that's what you said, yeah," Deidara rolled over onto his back.

"Huh?," 'Tobi' looked at him in confusion. He may have felt like a kicked dog, but he probably would have remembered saying what he just said...

What did he say again?

The blond snorted, "You talk in your sleep sometimes, one time you were grumbling something about everyone hating you,"

'If you said that Kami knows what else you said,' The voice mumbled.

"Not helping!" Madara inwardly barked.

"Is it true?," Deidara asked, pushed himself up so he was sitting beside Tobi.

'Tobi' slowly nodded, "Um, if sempai doesn't mind Tobi asking, what else does Tobi say when he's asleep?,"

"Not much, yeah, most of the time I can barely make it out," The bomber shrugged before pausing for a second,"Who is Izuna? hmm,"

Aw shit.

"He was Tobi's younger brother,"

"Was?,"

"He died...A long time ago," 'Tobi' said, fiddling with the strap on his sandal.

"I'd like to say I'm sorry but I have no idea what that's like. I don't have any siblings, my parents died when I was still young, hmm, so I didn't feel the loss or whatever it is you're supposed to feel," Deidara let out a yawn,"That was more Danna's category, he always went on these long tirades about his parents leaving him," he said as he stretched.

"But I believe, that it makes no sense to cry and get angry when someone close to you dies, the fleeting moments of life is what makes it beautiful, hmm,"

'Tobi' thought for a moment, "The world is not beautiful and therefore it is," Izuna said that.

The terrorist chuckled,"Danna, never understood true art. Never would have thought you did, yeah,"

'Tobi' grasped his arm and pulled him over so Dei was lying on his lap, "I do,"

The young ninja stared up with wide eyes of surprise as the mask was lifted.

He understood.

His lips softly brushed over the smaller boys.

Like how a painting understands the fire that turns its colors black.

(Wft was that? O.o)

'That was kind of deep man,' The voice said slowly.

Deep, Madara chuckled, such a shallow word. There was a lot of irony in that.

He could remember just how close he'd come.

Just inches.

But he couldn't do it.

Reminiscing on a past moment.

Damn, he really was acting like a woman.

A powerful gust of air was pushed through the village paths and a cloud of dust was pushed into the air, mixing with the sprinkling rain, coating everything in a small thin streams of mud.

"Shit!," Izumo cursed, turning back just in time to see a flicker of red and a section of the stone wall surrounding the village collapse,"Stay here!," he ordered taking off back toward the gate.

No doubt to check on his friend.

'I like that guy, he is pretty,'

Madara let the disturbed feeling follow him up the stairs. It looked the same as when it was built, if the files room was in the same place he could just teleport there. The Elder sensed for any oncoming 'enemies' before his mask fanned out and swallowed him.

When he re-entered the outside world he was in a dark room, he fumbled around, kicking a table as he searched for a light switch. Finally his hand flicked the switch and the room was suddenly full of bright light, making him blink to ward off the spots dancing in his vision.

He took in the room and sweated at the sight of files strewn around the room, some in piles on tables, some on the floor, a few papers were tacked up on the blue walls. Though you could barely tell the walls were colored at all, there were so many papers that they acted as wallpaper.

It was also strangely quiet in here, he strained his ears but could barely make out the sounds of the events going on outside. He knew he wasn't far inside the building, probably just a few doors down from the Hokage's office.

Hmm, he wondered.

"Yes, m'lady!,"

"Hn?," he turned his head in the direction of the faint, hallow sounding voice.

'Super secret ninja eavesdropping technique!,' the voice exclaimed, as Madara spotted a small vent shaft and climbed on the wooden chair set below it.

"SH!," he inwardly hissed.

He couldn't hear when the voice talked, it was too distracting, he wasn't a multitasker.

'Don't shush me they can't hear me dumbass, remember,'

"SH!,"

'Oh I get it you-,'

"SH!,"

Tsunade looked over the team of teens and their two elder Jounin teachers, "Sai I want you at the gate now!," She yelled

The door to the room slammed open without warning, shock showing on every ones faces as they turned to see a panting Shizune standing in the doorway and a just as winded TonTon pitifully oinking at her feet.

Madara flinched at the sound of the door hitting the wall, he wasn't prepared for that.

The medic exclaimed, "The prison has been raided!," The medic exclaimed.

Madara rubbed his ear, he didn't expect that either.

The voice tsk'd, 'You put your ear on the vent,'

The ninja's eyes widened as Shizune continued,"The guards stationed at the prison are all dead, the prisoners escaped and are already in the village, based on what the tracker ninja said they've been free at least sixteen hours,"

The lady Hokage's eyes narrowed as she rose to her feet,"Gather all the available ninja in the village, try to call back as many as you can," She commanded, "Do you have any ideas as to who is leading the attack?," she asked seeing various sections of the wall tumble.

The prisoners were S-class criminals, extremely strong, but the Genjutsu placed on the prisons only entrance and exit would have prevented them from getting out, even if they blew the entire underground complex sky high, the inner walls were constructed not to give way.

The outer walls however were a completely different story.

"We think the same ninja that attacked the ANBU in Kusagakure was the same person that just attacked the prison, the way the guards were killed is almost completely the same," Shizune said, picking up TonTon.

"Granny, does this mean?," Naruto asked with a hopeful smile, seemingly forgetting the current threat.

Tsunade walked over to the window, her hands latched behind her back,"It doesn't completely rule him out but it does give us reasonable doubt,"

"Ma'am, the one leading them, It's Yoshi Akamamura," The older ninja's expressions went serious.

"I don't get it, who is Yoshi Akamamura?," Naruto asked. He didn't get it and neither did Sakura.

Down in the village the prisoners filed in over the stone rubble, scattering in different directions after fleeing villagers.

"He was an ANBU once, A very skilled one, he was a friend of my fathers,"

"The White fang?,"

Yoshi calmly strolled through the street, blood mixed with rain stained his red prison rags.

"Yes. After my father died Yoshi changed, he killed his troupe while on a mission, returned to village and under the dark of night to assassinate Council Member Koharu Utatane with his special technique,"

He whistled a happy tune as he headed toward the Hokage's mansion.

"Obviously he failed and I was sent out to capture him,"

"How did you catch him?,"

"He gave himself up, said the village already killed my father and that he wouldn't be able to handle killing me,"

A cruel smirk stretched across his face.

Naruto crossed his arms, "He doesn't sound like much of a threat," he grumbled.

The sounds of the final sections of the wall coming down and flattening whatever buildings and people that were in its path made Yamato shake his head.

"You were saying?,"

Tsunade dropped her head into her hands as the villagers scrambled toward the center of the village with the prisoners calmly watching from the rooftops.

They were like pigs surrounded by starving dogs.

...

The room suddenly went silent with the sound of the door lock clicking, Madara stepped down off the chair.

'Time to get to work,'

Yes, the elder watched a pile of files tip over and scatter across the floor, but where to start?

SKIP!

Madara scowled as he flipped open the final blue folder, thumbing through the pictures to the very end, where a list of names were stapled to the stiff board, he snapped the file shut.

"I don't understand," He tossed it onto the table in front of him before sliding down into his chair,"How can this be?," he asked himself.

There were no files on Deidara, not a SINGLE one.

None that mentioned his capture, none that mentioned if he'd even been in the hands of the ANBU EVER!

And believe him, he looked.

He even checked the Bingo Book, the only info on Deidara hadn't been updated since his last birthday. Which was what, four months ago? Maybe five?

Madara was seriously starting to reconsider the idea that had been captured at all, there wasn't any evidence to back that theory up anymore, not that there was much to go on to begin with.

So where was Deidara?

Suddenly the entire building shook as it was bombarded by explosives, the prisoners were finally making their move, tiles fell off the ceiling, the hanging light fixture swung, but Madara found himself frozen in his seat.

'This place is ready to come down, we have to go!,'

"But-," There had to be something here, ANYTHING. He couldn't face that he went on a wild goose chase to the very place he wished to send to the pits of hell.

'No buts! We will never find Dei if we're buried under rubble!,'

It had a point, sitting here wasn't going to find Deidara. Staying in this village wasn't either.

This village, the vain of his existence, he wasted so much time coming here and what was he rewarded with? Nothing. A big giant glob of nothingness topped with stress.

It deserved all the chaos that befell it and so did the people that lived here. Poor, mindless sheep that jumped off the cliff when one of them fell.

Enough with the ranting, that's all he has done since Deidara went missing. It was time to listen to the voice.

'Damn right it is,'

Madara teleported out of the room and all the way back to the house in Kusa's forest.

The bodies of the ANBU were gone, all that was left were pieces of their uniforms, the rain had washed away the traces of blood.

He looked up to the leaning shack.

It was time to focus on Deidara and only that. It was his mission now, to hell with the info on the remaining tailed beasts, to hell with the Moons Eye plan. It could wait.

Now came the big question and the true problem.

Where was he supposed to go now? he went to Konoha with a lead.

ANBU.

He didn't have that anymore, he didn't have anything. The best he could do is flip a coin every time he came to a fork in the road, it would be more about as useful as wandering around the entire world aimlessly.

Even if he searched the house, it was unlikely there would be any 'clues' he could go on.

His head suddenly began to spin, his vision became blurry, the mixture made his stomach wretch.

"Tobi?,"

TBC!

2582 words! I stayed over 2500!

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