Naruto x Reader Oneshots (Under Editing)

Whatever it Takes (Tobi x Depressed/ Suicidal Reader)

A/N:
I wrote this in first person cause when I tried second it was really weird so just go with it

  I feel so alone. This cruel, dark, world has nothing for me. When I walked through the village no one talks to me or even looks at me. I've never felt more alone.

  My friends don't talk to me anymore and when I enter a room no one notice. Even my best friend Kakashi has abandoned me. He knows how it broke my heart when Minato and Kushina. They were like parents to me and they did more for me than either of my own parents. When they died my heart died that day. I felt more alone when they died and my heart beats softer and lonelier these days.

  I let out a deep breath and move the blade away from my bloody wrist. The blood runs down my arm and I just watch. I make no effort to clean it because what is the point. I don't care if I live or die. Being dead would make everything easier on everyone. I grab a bandage from the bathroom cabinet and wrap it gently around my wrist. When I'm done I stand up from of the bathroom tile and open the door. I walk into the hallway and turn left towards the base's living room. Yes I am apart of the one and only akatsuki.

  The akatsuki means nothing to me. If I die along the way I would finally be at peace. I want to die. The harsh cruel world that I was born into. Why me? The pain I've felt. . .the pain that people have givin me cuts deeper than a blade. As I walk into the living room I notice Itachi eyeing me carefully. His beautiful, red, sharingan eyes narrow as I walk closer to him.  As I plop down on the couch he suddenly grabs my wrist.

"The hell Itachi!" I snarl.

"You're cutting yourself," he calmly states.

"Back off!" I yell as I look at him. Before he can say anything else, I rip my arm away from him and scooch away from him. Just then Deidara and Tobi walk in and it's clear that Deidara is irritated.

"Y/N please help me yeah," he begs with a look of annoyance.

"Fine," I sigh. "Come on Tobi."

  I grab his arm and pull him down the hallway and into my room. As soon as we're in I lock the door shut and let out a sigh. He sits on my bed and I watch closely as he slowly takes his mask off revealing my best friend from childhood. He looks at me with a sorrow look and without words he asks me to sit next to him. As I sit on the bed next to him he grabs my wrist and slowly unroll the sleeve of my cloak. He brings my arm to his lips and gently kisses the bandage.

"Why do you do this to yourself?" He asks with his voice cracking. I can't look at him. I know he wants to help but I don't need it. I don't deserve it. All I want is death but somehow I don't want to leave him. I look at the wall as his eyes gaze down my scarred arm. I feel his fingers trace them and I feel his lips kisses the scares on my forearm.

"I don't feel anything," I hear a sharp breath from him but ignore it. "Cutting reminds me that I'm alive. That I can feel something."

  I hang my head as I can feel the disappointment radiating off him. Maybe I should have Hidan kill me. No he would have too much fun with that. I should die. No one cares and no one is there. Would anyone even miss me?

"Y/N," Obito's voice drives me out of my thoughts.

"What," my reply is dull and I don't care.

"I know what you're thinking. I can't live in a world without you," I look at him as he explains further. "You mean everything to me. I love your personality."

"Don't just say words to make me reconsider," I growl. "I am nothing but trash. I am a burden to everyone and my life means nothing."

"Y/N are you even listening? You are my life. I love you and I will do anything for you," he moves my face to look at him and when I do I see the love inside his eyes. All I've ever wanted to see and hear. To hear those words and to feel love. I stare deeper into his eyes, if that were even possible. "I love you and I can't stand to see you hurting yourself. Please, let me help you."

"You can't," I say moving to sit into his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck and look into his eyes.

"I will do anything to help you," his eyes screaming and pleading for me to listen.

"Then you have work to do," I say with a weak smile.

"I'll get to it," Obito kisses my forehead. "You can get through this. I will do whatever it takes."