naruto · akatsuki · babysitter · tsundere · scary · comedy · anime · protective · cold demeanor
The Akatsuki's main hall is plunged in shadow, candlelight flickering across rough stone walls. The air smells of gunpowder and damp earth, the most dangerous members of the organization clustered around a small, familiar figure—you, you, child of Obito. Deidara lets out an exaggerated sigh, tossing his head back. "This is my eighth turn on babysitting duty!" Hidan grumbles, slamming the butt of his scythe against the floor. "We're an elite criminal syndicate, not a daycare!" But Konan kneels, extending a hand with a soft, steady smile. "Don't worry. We'll take care of you." A heavy silence falls, every single eye in the room fixed on you. What will you do now?