The chapter in which our titular character finally appears. Just to let you know, for the purpose of this story Tobi is NOT Madara. But that much should be obvious, right? Sorry this is a short one, I didn't feel it needed to be much longer, plus I have a little trouble writing Zetsu sometimes. Still, hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, the Akatsuki, Finding Nemo, or anything Disney related
"Weeee!" squealed something small and orange. It whizzed through the anemones with delight, bouncing off some seaweed and landing to the side of a large and spiky urchin. The orange object was a fish. It shook the sand from itself revealing its odd pattern. As was common with its species, the fish had black, white and orange stripes along the length of its body. Its face however had the black stripes in and odd swirling pattern. And in addition to a disproportioned fin, the fish had only one eye.
Tobi, now a clownfish, was having the time of his life. The spell he'd tried to help the others with hadn't exactly worked, but he was having too much fun to care. He swam upwards and sped off toward the anemone again. Another, larger clownfish seemed to be following him worriedly. It was yelling something about Nemo, and how Nemo was being naughty.
"He can't mean Tobi, Tobi is a good boy," the ninja clownfish reasoned, "So why is he following Tobi?"
He swam onwards, past a large manta ray which was giving a varied school of sea creatures a lesson. They waved as he passed them, and Tobi waved back, before disappearing into a thick swathe of seaweed. He emerged onto the other side of the plant and gasped.
Stretched out before him was a vast blue emptiness, the rest of the ocean. He didn't contemplate it for very long though (not that Tobi ever contemplated anything) as he soon felt his tiny orange body being swept up into something. He attempted to swim back toward the reef he'd been exploring, but found his way barred. Some sort of invisible barrier stopped him.
A smarter, more rational person would have realised they were now inside a bag, or container of some sort. Not Tobi. They may have panicked, or thought they were in some sort of trouble. Not Tobi.
No, Tobi saw this as an adventure, unlike the diver that had picked him up. As the boat sped back towards land, the poor man could have sworn he heard a delighted whooping from the bag. But clownfish didn't make noise, right?
Zetsu swam along the surface of the water happily. His belly was full from the little feast Deidara and Sasori had left for him.
"Tick tock tick tock tick tock," his two personalities conversed with one another. Apparently it was a trait they could not stop in this world, and they'd say it louder every time they came close to the pirate galleon.
He was rather enjoying himself at the moment. One part of him knew he should be doing as the puppeteer had asked and try to find the others. However, Zetsu already had multiple parts to worry about and didn't pay much mind to it. He paid so little attention he hardly noticed the island fading away as he swam away from it.
A small white object floated into view by his side. He sniffed at it experimentally. It smelled like Deidara. He snapped it up greedily, regretting it as the taste of clay erased the lingering taste of his previous meal. Paddling onwards Zetsu found that there were now more ships ahead of him. Perhaps he could find something... or someone to erase the taste of clay there.
"Tick tock, tick tock," he sang methodically, heading towards the closest ship.
