Sept, 10th 1999 - Tobi and Zetsu -

The classroom was loud, sanders, saws and drills made their usual noises. Tobi sat and watched as Zetsu put the finishing touches on the bird house/ flower pot he was building. Zetsu had uber talent when it came to wood. Tobi worked on his own creation adding his own final touches to his keepsake box, as Zetsu began to paint his.

Tobi stood and walked to the paint shelves. He had a certain color in mind and at the moment, it seemed to be missing. Looking around the room at everyone's work stations, he finally spotted it on Zetsu's table. He walked over and stood in front of Zetsu. "May we help you?" He asked not looking at Tobi. "We?" Tobi asked confused.

"Yes, we. There are two of us in this body. Now what can we help you with?" Zetsu asked, becoming slightly annoyed. "The beige paint. May I borrow it?" Tobi asked quickly. "Take it. We don't need it anymore." Zetsu said as he put the final coat of red on his project. Tobi picked up the paint and quickly walked back to his station. This guy was wierder than he'd anticipated.

Tobi began painting his keepsake box as he glanced at Zetsu from time to time. 'We? How strange.' He thought. He turned in his seat as he went to pick up another brush. Zetsu was standing right behind him. 'Damn!' Tobi thought as his heart jumped out of his chest. "We didn't mean to startle you." Zetsu murmered. Zetsu reached out and took the brush from Tobi's hand that he was currently holding.

"Your making harsh strokes. If you spread the paint thinner, it will glide better with less brush marks. Watch." He dipped the brush into the paint and then cleaned most of it off in the can. He ran the brush smoothly over the wood making finer strokes. Tobi breathed in softly. Zetsu made it seem so easy and he even cared about the job that Tobi was doing enough to show him how to do it the right way.

That's what baffled him. Why did Zetsu care? Zetsu put the brush in Tobi's hand and then wrapped his hand over Tobi's making his hand glide along with his gracefully. Tobi turned his head and watched Zetsu's expression as he held Tobi's hand. Zetsu was focused on the task and Tobi was focused on the boy standing over him.

He had never really noticed before, that the boy seemed to be black on one side and white on the other. He really was a strange boy. Intriguing, but strange. Zetsu released Tobi's hand and walked back to his station. He sat down and began gathering all of the left over materials, cleaning up his station before the bell rang.

Tobi continued to stare at the other boy. 'Wow, what does that boy have over me?' He thought. He was fine until Zetsu had come close to him and touched his hand. Now his mind was all in a fog. He shook his head trying to come back to reality. He finished painting the box and let it set to dry. He cleaned up his area, just as the bell rang. People piled out the door, all in a hurry to go nowhere in this prison called highschool.

Tobi walked casually out the door, when a hand rested on his shoulder. He turned around to see Zetsu standing there. He almost panicked, until Zetsu held out an object in front of him. "You left your jacket in the class room." He said softly. His voice was like gooey caramel running over silky chocolate. It was sweet and seductive at the same time. That's when it dawned on Tobi that two voices had spoken from Zetsu.

My god. He really did have two people in one body. Tobi reached out and took his jacket and stood staring into Zetsu's eyes feeling captivated and unable to look away. Zetsu smiled and snapped his fingers infront of Tobi's face. "Hello. Are you okay?" Zetsu asked. Tobi blinked coming out of his hypnotic state.

He looked at Zetsu clearly for the first time since he had handed Tobi his jacket. "Thank you." Tobi said as he turned and walked away. Zetsu followed a moment later. Tobi walked to his locker. He opened it slowly and and put his jacket inside. He thought about Zetsu and the way he had held him so captive with that look. He needed to keep his focus and not get sloppy with this.

He was supposed to be observing this guy, not falling for him. His job was to find his weaknss and then kill him. He shook his head again and headed for his next class, laughing to himself as he went. Great now he was as crazy as Zetsu and his split personality.