Guilty
AO3 || Chapter 5
With this, I bid farewell to my hiatus. I hardly knew you.
Rating: Explicit Characters: Obito/Kakashi, Akatsuki Tags: Omegaverse, Slavery, Hurt/Comfort, Abuse, Forced Cohabitation, Trauma, Feral Behaviour, Amnesia, Iwagakure, Recovery, Healing, Getting to Know Each Other, Slow Burn, Found Family, Mercenary Akatsuki, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better Warnings: Non-Con, Graphic Violence Summary: Across the room is a mirror. He stares at the bloodstained cloak hanging from his shoulders, sees the way his glove drips on the floor, smears of red on the vial he holds. His mask is flecked with the memory of the dead, scarlet against the orange swirl, and he’s tired. Kisame suggested he get an omega, but caring for and feeding one is time-consuming and wasteful. He doesn’t need some glorified pet to keep him in check. But he's tired of the blackouts, waking up to another corpse, unsure of why they died. When he kills, it should be with purpose. Breathing in the vial one last time, he sets it down and drags himself to the bathroom, leaving bloody footprints in his wake. He washes their filth away in the shower, the water cold to clear his head, and watches it circle the drain. His fist hits hard against the wall and he clenches his jaw. This can't continue. When rut ends, something needs to change. OR: To help regulate his violent behaviour, Tobi decides to purchase an omega. As it turns out, finding one is harder than he thought. But when he's ready to give up, there he is. Grey hair, an eye patch. A scent like old history.
