icymaru

"Obnoxious." "Creative." "Stupid." "Sweet." "Gender confused." "Beautiful." Aah, the joys of The Insult Game. Deidara often listened in on these quiet arguments that the ex-Grass nin had with himself. He would keep quiet and pretend to be occupying himself with his clay, or by talking to Tobi. But really, his attention was elsewhere. Everyday, the arguments got just a little bit better. "Noisy." "Outspoken." "Careless." "Powerful." The blond would eavsedrop on this little back-and-forth, listening as Zetsu's voices switched between the two different personalities he possesed. There was only one rule to the game that the green ha