《Kakashi x female reader》Ch 38
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After the talk with Madara ,about who your biological parents were, you took a bath like Madara told you to. You had to wash everything including your hair, "not a scent to trace" Madara said.
After you finished washing you got out, and ALL of your clothes were GONE.
'What the fuck am I supposed to do now', you thought to yourself.
"M-madaraaaaa" you called out for him, while you waited in the hot spring for his response. You curled up so he wouldn't be able to see anything.
You can hear light foot steps approach you. Then they suddenly stop at the entrance on the cave.
(The hot spring is inside a cave , that's inside the caved hideout. You get it?)
"m-Madara is that you?" You called out but got no response. You poked your head above the rocks go get a better view, hoping to see clothes laying on the floor.
"Its not funny, stop playing games!
Just give me my clothes already!"
One again, no response. You slowly make you way out of the water, looking around to make sure Madara wasn't there to see you. You climb out and cover yourself up, as much as you could with your arms. You tip toe around the entrance, still hoping for a response, but eventually you're fed up with the games.
"MADARAAA! Just give the fucking clothes already and stop playing" you yelled in anger.
"Oh, is this what you're looking for?"
You look up, hearing the voice come from above, to see Madara hanging upside down from the ceiling, using chakra is his feet.
You're face turns a deep red, he was there the whole time! And you were NAKED! You slowly freak out, and get shy.
"Cat got your tongue?" Madara smirks at you. He flips down from the ceiling and is now standing in front of you.
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"Hmp You're better than I thought."
"b-Better?", you questioned Madara.
"You're body. Its better than what I thought it would be."
Madara finally hands you the clothes, you desperately wished you had on. As he hands you the clothes and walks off he says, "Seems you might be of extra better use after all."
'Perv', you whispered, loud enough for only you to hear.
You put on Madaras oversized shirt, that bared the Uchiha crest on the back of it. Then, you slid on some of his compression boxers. You slid on your ninja shoes and made you way back to Madara and Obito.
"Good you finally done, now we can leave. We're behind schedule as it is."
"Wait leave? I just got out, and I haven't even ate anything in 2 days!!"
"We'll maybe you should have ate?!" Madara replied smartly.
"Well MAYBE I would have if I wasn't fuckin kidnapped, and knocked out for 2 days!?"
"Ugh, just stop arguing you too. Here catch" obito said as be threw you a snack bar
"Hmp, this is the least you could do for me." You said as you partially pouted like a child.
~~~TIME SKIP:
It was now later that day, the time of the day when its almost night fall but still partially sunset. The whole yime you had tried to convince Obito thats it was time for a break. Once you finally persuaded him, he asked Madara who of course said no. He insisted to travel another half mile, then take a break ,and continue again.
"What the hell Madara, your so ridiculous!!A half mile hardly matters! I haven't ate anything in pretty much 2 days. I still have a pounding headache from being knocked out, oh yeah not to mention I've been kidnapped. So sorry that I'm not in the mood to run around and listen to you bark orders, like you're the king of the world!"
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"Well I'm bow in the mood to listen to you bitch and cry about everything! And king? Honey, I'm a GOD!"
"Yeah yeah... so if I don't listen to you what are you gonna do, send me to hell?" You mocked Madara about this God joke.
"I just might (name). I don't think you understand how serious I am (name). You don't know me, and what you've only heard of me, isn't even half of how gruesome I really am. I'll do anything to ensure I get what I want! At this point you're merely useless. I only need what's inside of you, not you! I think I'll kill you now (name)!" Madara drew his out his signature Uchiha fan blade. And all you remember seeing is red flowing on the ground before everything went black.
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