For days, Tobi had been drawn back to the enlistment papers stapled together on his desk. Occasionally, as he washed the dishes, he would casually glance over at it, and find himself fixated on the little stack.
Now, however, he was seriously comtemplating the prospect of rejoining. Tobi tapped the black ballpoint pen perpetually against his bottom lip, which was pouted in pondering.
The hours ticked by; steadfast Tobi remained seated in his chair, which was decorated tastefully with a single doily.
Finally, he made his decision. Recruitment was no longer an option; it was a necessity.
With a soft thud, the pen made contact with paper; the ink bled his name in full.
Tobi grinned widely. He was going to-
*dingdongding*
Tobi jumped. After calming his palpitating heart, he shuffled to the door in his fuzzy, orange slippers.
"Hello," Tobi greeted cordially at the stiff, uniformed man on the opposite side of his apartment door.
A paper was shoved into Tobi's face.
A draft for the navy.
Tobi gave a joyous yelp, leapt up, and hugged the man.
-::-
Sure, navy wasn't what he was going for, but Tobi wasn't complaining. He had always dreamt of sailing the open seas, inhaling the salty breeze of the ocean, watching the dolphins ride the waves next to the colossal warships.
But...was the ship supposed to churn so much?
Tobi leaned heavily over the railing of the ship, and barfed again.
D= Tobi's seasick?
Tobi saluted the flag with blazing smile, full of Akatsuki pride. The Akatsuki national anthem was faithfully practiced at seven every morn. Every sailor, regardless of rank, had to adhere to this protocol. They were in immaculate rows, facing the red-cloud pennant, the on-board orchestra producing the dulcet harmony, the song of victory.
xD Tobi's a patriot!
^o^ *huggles Tobi*
Why do I get the feeling something bad's going to happen...? (me: Because it is. xP)
Colorless eyes measured the closing distance between the Akatsuki ship and his faithful dive-bomber. Lieutenant Neji Hyuuga fingered the radio, his baritone voice smoothly flowing into the electronic equipment.
"Begin Operation..." He halted, internally wincing. Did Neji have to say it? Did he really have to say it?
"Yes?" prompted the crackling voice of a troublesome blonde from the other end, oozing with saccharin.
All ten of the other squadron members could feel, if not see, their flight leader's face tighten into a profound grimace.
Their target was nearing. Neji had no choice, eternally degrading though it may be.
It was now or never.
"Begin Operation Uzumaki Naruto!"
"Yes, sir!" A dozen aircraft roared into position.
"WAAAWHOOO!!!"
He'd kill that Uzumaki later.
Operation Uzumaki Naruto! xD You just can't stop torturing poor Neji.
Lieutenant Neji? ...HOTT.
o.o What does this mean...for Tobi?
Midway through the uplifting music, Admiral Itachi Uchiha noticed, with a pair brilliant, crimson eyes, unauthorized aircraft soaring into restricted air space.
Leaning over inconspiously, as not to interrupt the ceremony, Itachi muttered to Captain Kisame sharply, "Have those demented fools grounded and penalized." Kisame nodded, and swiftly departed in a hurried walk toward the command center, the bridge.
Itachi was going to have talk with those-
Red eyes widened upon seeing the clear blues of a pilot streaking overhead. Those eyes. It was the infamous, reckless aerial ace: Ramen Lord. Don't be fooled; as derisive as it sounded, the Ramen Lord had a record of 63 kills, only second best to the Byakugan, with 64.
Itachi did not often soil his tongue with profanity. "Sh*t."
Oh, d*mn.
The Ramen Lord? ...Oh, Naruto, I love you.
Admiral Itachi Uchiha? Mentally torture me, why don't you? Dx
Anxiety rose as soon as the specks in the sky veered low, leaving confusion it their wake. The sailors' whole-hearted chant and the melodious instruments came to an abrupt stop. It wasn't until a bomb blew nearby cargo into smithereens that raucous terror filled the souls of many; they were under attack.
"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!!" Thank you, Captain Obvious.
Even with the threat of hovering airplanes, targeting the ship's vunerable points, Tobi's gaze remained constant on the fluttering oriflamme; he would see the national anthem through, despite the unwarranted dripping of cold sweat. That is, until the flag caught fire.
Then, Tobi kind of scooted.
Then, he ran.
TOT Run, Tobi! (me: ...Where's he going to run to? He's on a ship.) xO Shut up! RUN, TOBI!!
Explosives were unloaded in excess upon the unsuspecting warship. It teetered violently after several rounds.
The cacophonous, red alarm blared through the titanic, maritime vessel. It glanced off the steel walls, in every chamber, so disquieting it was soundless.
Tobi was amongst the many that now manned anti-air weaponry. The Green Beast spiraled out the sky, and a green-apparelled pilot ejected along was his seat, into the safety of the sea miles away. Along went the Fang, and The Troublesome Genius, later to be rescued by the Shukaku, the Suna alliance's aircraft carrier.
But heavy fire was rained upon the ship, credit to the Byakugan, and of course, the Ramen Lord. Then, came the rumbling combustion of onboard explosives, incited by a foreign bomb.
The Sharingan began to plunge into the depths. Sailors threw themselves into the choppy waters.
The Konoha fighters returned home, triumphant.
-::-
The last thing Tobi recalled, he was sinking...he was inundated with an all-emcompassing blue asphyxiating him.
The next, he was blinded by white, dry, but in pain.
Tobi did not want to appear weak, but even still, an excruxiating moan escaped the lips he could not feel.
"Hold on there, soldier," spoke a reassuring voice. Tobi peeled an eye back to see a blurry outline of a female dressed in white, hovering over him with a magnanimous smile.
...An...angel... Tobi thought before collapsing into oblivion.
Is it...really an angel?
T.T Tobi's not dead, is he?
*mutters* I really hate these cliffhangers, you know. (me: ^^' I know.) -->
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[03]
"Amine," called Shoki. Amine groaned; she'd just gotten off duty, and opened her newest volume of Make-out Paradise.
Now what does she want? grimaced Amine. It was three in the morning.
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I just had to put Ramen Lord Naruto and Neji in. I just did.
They rule the sky.
>.>' Yes, I realize it's a lame pun. *gets trampled*
