Disclaimer: I am pretty sure Jiraiya and Itachi would be alive if I owned Naruto.

Gender: Friendship/Romance/Adventure/Crack/ Humor/Angst/Feels/Mystery

Parings on this chapter: One sided Obito/Rin, Implied Kushina/Minato

Warning: The characters will visit timelines that contain violence and death/Bullying/Crack/Genderbend/Shounen-ai/Polyamory/And a lot of other stuff.

P.R.O.L.O.G.U.E - Old Ladies (And Their Stupid Gifts)

Besides your everyday tired granny, and crying child, Obito would occasionally stumble across a retired ninja with no great achievements, a tool the village have long since given up on. Those broken people would usually stare at him with impassive eyes, searching for the kindness he is rumoured of having, and desperately wanting it. Most of the times they silently take a few steps in his direction only to slowly turn away, their pride considered more important than their emotions. Yet a few outcasts manage to smile tiredly, a bag full of dusty old weapons on each hand and a favor on the tip of their tongue.

Obviously Obito accepted each and every favor with a cheerful smile. It doesn't matter how hard it was or how strange their requests sounded, the answer was always affirmative. The feeling of being wanted being more than enough to make him happy.

Well, most of the times anyway.

There were some requests that still made him uncomfortable.

The boy gulped, trying unsuccessfully to look away from the multicolored eyeballs gently floating inside the transparent glass. A silent shiver crawled down his spine every time a lifeless eyeball stared directly at his face, seemingly judging his every action.

"Is that trembling bones I am hearing?" The blind lady he was currently helping asked, her unfocused white eyes and bleeding lips making her look almost demoniac. "That's not good young man. Thou should not be struggling with such a small glass of eyes." The old lady pointed out dryly, her bony brown hand holding a big trembling box. "These snakes are at least five times heavier then thy baggage and thou don't hear me trembling."

"This is nothing!" Obito huffed, a little offended. "If you want I can even carry this snake box for you." It wasn't exactly the best offer to make when one was carrying a creepy jar of eyes, but it was the only way his brain came up with to protect his pride.

The old lady raised her bushy white eyebrow in amusement. "If thee insist." Without much care, the blind woman dropped her box on Obito's arms, making the snakes inside hiss in anger and shake around like crazy.

After placing the angry snake box in an angle that covered all the creepy eyes, Obito relaxed slightly, his mind awfully aware of the constant hissings. The weight wasn't proving to be a problem compared to all the other things he have been forced to carry before, but the incessant shaking was bad for his equilibrium.

The rest of the walk was mostly pleasant. The old lady started rambling about all of the dimensional theories she made, going in an awful lot of details about scientific mumbo jumbo. The Uchiha just nodded cluelessly, asking some hopeless questions when he wasn't wrestling the snake box, each question was meet with an amused chuckle.

"I guess that's it," The old lady said when they arrived her home, she sounded disappointed. "Thanks for the help young man."

Obito smiled, gladly placing the snake box and the glass of eyes on the ground. "No problem lady." Or not much anyway, it wasn't as if his teammates weren't used to his tardiness.

"Before you go, please accept this gift as a sign of gratitude," the woman said offering a beautiful red and purple scroll fully covered in black details.

"What's this?"

"A food seal," the lady explained "It contains a storage of dangos and onigiris."

The boy smiled, happy for having something to eat on the training grounds. "Nice."

"Just don't eat everything at once!" The old lady warned "You'll get fat."

"I'll keep that in mind!" The boy laughed, his black eyes shining in joy. "Thanks for the treat!" With that said, he quickly waved goodbye and sprinted to meet his team. As expected, the first thing he heard when he entered the lush green training grounds was the bastard's voice, sounding as annoyed as always. "You're late!"

"It's not my fault," Obito immediately defended himself. "There was this old lady that needed hel-"

"Yeah, yeah, we have heard those excuses before." Kakashi deadpanned, not believing in a single word he heard. Even Rin looked exasperated.

"They are not excuses!" The black eyed boy snapped. "If you just stopped being such a lazy bastard and actually asked someone I swea-!"

"Why would I ever waste my time for you, loser?"

Obito growled, "You're a bastard!"

Minato chuckled, his usual fond smile made most of Obito's anger go away. "I am sure you wouldn't lie to your teammates Obito," the Uchiha boy smiled despite himself, tensing up when Minato continued, "But I can see where Kakashi's skepticism come from. Your tardiness needs some work."

The boy immediately deflated. "Hai sensei."

"Good," Minato nodded in approvement, "Now that this is out of the way, I would like to explain our mission."

His three students immediately turned their full attention to Minato.

"As you all know, Madam Shijimi has a pet cat named Tora." Everybody nodded, dread settling in the pit of their stomachs. Their sensei proceeded, "Yesterday I have been informed Tora escaped again and it's our job to find her before the sun goes down."

The utter annoyance everyone felt could be summarised by Obito whining, "Agaaain?! This is like the third time this week!"

Rin smiled nervously. "Can't we do another mission?"

Minato looked at her, apological. "I'm afraid not."

Everyone sighed in agony.

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By the end of the day, Rin was covered in dirt and superficial scratches, her hair have been twisted beyond comprehension, easily getting entangled by dead leaves and grass. The usual bright smile she flashed everywhere turned into a soft, almost satisfied one.

Gods, she looked beautiful.

Or at least, Obito thought so.

The same, unfortunately, could not be said for Kakashi and him. The prodigy of the team was pissed, he didn't have many scratches nor leaves stuck on his clothes, but he did get dirt on his hair, enough to make his usual white fluffy locks turn a light brown.

Obito scratched the deep cuts on his hands, trying very hard to ignore the new cracks on his favorite google.

It wasn't working.

"That was even worse than last time." Minato murmured, not a single scratch covering his skin.

The three looked at their clean sensei with envy, not able to contein himself Kakashi declared "We hate you." Depressingly enough, Obito and Rin didn't disagree with their moody teammate.

Minato laughed awkwardly, "And here I was thinking about having ramen... "

"No, thank you." Obito mumbled tiredly"I think I'll pass."

Everyone looked at him strangely.

"You sure?" Rin seemed worried. "I thought you liked ramen."

"I do, it's just gets boring to eat the same thing all the time." Obito mumbled, looking for the scroll that old lady gifted him. "So instead of watching sensei and Kushina-nee flirt again-"

Minato blanched, his cheeks became considerably pinker.

"- I thought it would be better to test that old lady's dangos." The boy finished, picking up the beautiful scroll and absently shaking it.

Kakashi snorted, as if he still couldn't believe people threw sweets for the obnoxious boy he was forced to call a teammate. The Uchiha boy scowled, he opened his mouth ready to start a fight, but was interrupted by Rin-chan relieved smile"Oh I love dangos! Can I have one?"

Obito blushed, one of the many grass leaves falling off his shirt. "Of course Rin-chan! You can even chose which flavor you want!" When the girl nodded gratefully, the boy messily unwrapped his scroll and blinked, a confused look crossing his face when instead of dangos, five black seal kanjis shined on the parchment.

Minato curiously peeked over Obito's head, a serious frown crossing his face. It wasn't hard to guess what the kanjis were trying to say, 'One' 'Two' 'Three' 'Four' and 'Five' are all basic knowledge after all, the problem was how vague this information proved to be. A number could hold literally anything, be it sweet dangos or five bombs dangerously close to his naive student.

"I don't think you shoul-" But it was too late, before The Yellow Flash could fully voice his concerns, Obito was already touching the Kanji for 'One'. Not even a second later the parchment started glowing, a blinding red light flooding the whole training ground.

Immediately the four ninjas tensed up, ready to flee. A sudden pull made the Uchiha boy yelp, he tried to fight against it but it was futile, his whole balance sense disappearing in a matter of second, followed close by his muscle control. His brain could vaguely acknowledge Rin-chan's scream of panic in the middle of Kakashi's nonstop cursing but before he could be sure it was gone, and so was his hearing.

And then Red.

Everything was tainted by a violent red.

It took two seconds, the two longest seconds in Obito's life, before the world quickly re-made itself, like a blurred red speed painting gradually getting it shapes and colors. Barely breathing the black haired boy noticed he could feel his muscles again, could spot his confused team and easily sense Kakashi's glare. "What did you do?!"

"I-I don't know," Obito tried weakly, his confusion almost palpable. He have always been bad at fuuinjutsu, drawing seals wrong and ignoring crucial details, but he never thought someone could mess up a food summoning jutsu.

"When do you ever." Kakashi growled, looking around with distrustful eyes. Everything looked pretty much the same, yet he couldn't help but feel like something was off.

Minato suddenly froze, confirming Kakashi's suspicions. He took a wary step back, disbelief flashing pass his blue eyes. The teleportation seals he placed around Konoha decreased considerably, unlast half of it was gone "Something is wrong."

Team 7 tensed, looking around for any enemies.

"Seriously wrong," Minato continued, his whole chakra senses going highway. An impossibly familiar chakra signature was quickly approaching his little team, traveling hundreds of meters with ease. Like light traveling through the air.

Not even one second later a familiar child flashed in front of him, surprising his cute students. The familiar stranger immediately started measuring his group up, intelligent blue eyes searching for something, his tiny hand easily maneuvering a heavy Flying Thunder God Kunai.

He positioned himself to threaten the team leader- ready to use force if necessary- only to freeze the moment their blue eyes connected.

It was like looking into a mirror.

A/N: I am not sure if this was a good start or a terrible one so a review would be nice. Be it a possitive or negative review I'll still apreciate it, just please, don't be desnescesarily rude.