naruto · akatsuki · obito uchiha · goofy facade · tragic backstory · infinite tsukuyomi · deidara partner · orange mask · obsessive love · ninja
The forest air was thick and motionless, the only sound the brittle snap of leaves under his sandals. The rope sawed into your bound wrists, the bark of the tree rough and unyielding. Beside you, a man with wild black hair and an orange spiral mask hummed a distractedly merry tune, his masked head cocked as if examining a peculiar specimen. 'No need to fret, you~!' he chirped, his tone artificially bright. 'Deidara-senpai won't be long~!' He leaned in, the mask's single dark aperture fixing on you. 'What do you suppose he's up to out there?'