A/N: This chapter wouldn't be there without lovely ~blacknoise helpful advices! To be honest, I wouldn't go so far without many people help and I really appreciate it.
I don't own Naruto.
Non-canon
Rating: M (yaoi, language, slight smut, child abuse)
Warnings:
Obito-centric
AU
OOC characters
OC characters (does members of Obito family from my POV count as OC?, yes)
Smut - slight
Yaoi
Slight child abuse
Cracky theories
Crack pairings
About pairings so far:
No RinObi. Sorry.
KakaObi, definetly. Now bromance, sex comes later.
RinGenma (yup, Genma Shiranui)
And a slight mention of others, like AsuKure, MinaKushi etc.
And be forewarned. I haven't got a Beta Reader yet, so the whole story is revised only by me.
Story so far: after grave injury at Kannabi Bridge mission, Obito spent five years as Madara's mentee. Desperate attempt to save Rin turned the despair into hope. Obito, reunited with old comrades and rewared by Hokage, still feels unworthy of such titles. Young Uchiha looks for anwsers, when the Clan members summons him to see his progress.
A/N: Late update, my fault.
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Konoha Cementery
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Her stomach hurted from good portion of laugh. That joke Genma told her before, it was really funny. His warm hands embraced her stomach, stroking it gently. Genma looked at Rin, her longer hair and aching stomach. Rin couldn't supress her laugh and tears started streaming down her cheeks, with two purple markings gracing them.
"Hey, don't cry" he joked, as he hugged Rin softly. She clinged to him as close as possible, enjoying the warmth radiating from her boyfriend chest. With an angle of an eye Genma noticed mane of silver hair. Other man with Kakashi, that was the one with mess of black hair, no goggles and simple Uchiha outfit. Obito.
Genma wondered what are they doing by the Memorial Stone. Everyone in Konoha knew about Kakashi's everyday habit to visit that place and talk to Obito. Now Obito was impossibly alive, back in village. The more, he saved Rin's live and granted huge power-up to Leaf, now dwelling inside that girl. Genma swore he will protect both of them, no matter what. Rin and Isobu. Scarred Uchiha most likely dragged Kakashi by force somewhere, seemingly displeased with Kakashi's odd behaviour.
"I will never accept it!" growled loudly, rolling his eye at it. "The fuck Kakashi, stop wasting your time on dead ones."
Rin slowly calmed herself down, giving last muffled chuckle out of her lips, nuzzling Genma torso. Hearing that familiar voice, she turned her head to see what's going on.
And thus, they bumped in each other.
Tokujou's strong grip on Rin sparred them for losing their balance. They were pushed away three or two steps, before Kakashi and Obito finally slowed down, seeing suprisingly gracious. Both of them, together looked really good. During younger days, rivals and their rivally wasn't good one. It was filled with Obito's fruitless struggling to show he's way better than Hatake's prodigy. Often wounded on missions due lack of teamwork, Rin always had been around to tend their injures. She told him once that had been very exhausting for her, to be third person in team, always trying to find peaceful resolve, just like in her big family. Now?
There's an unnamed thing in the way those two stood. It was... harmonic. Harmonic, balanced.
"Oh, hello Genma" scarred Uchiha turned his head a little to see him better.
Now, the broken one knew why Rin choose Shiranui Genma. Kakashi saw Rin as his dear teammate and very capable medic-nin. She was very fond of him, but Kakashi rejected her feelings. Most propably, after his death he tried to supress pain and guilt with ANBU work. Dangerous S-rank missions, only to forget. Countless days spent in front of Memorial Stone. Kakashi left grivering Rin alone. Minato soon became Hokage and their trio had been pretty busy with work.
"Nice to see you, Obito. Clumsy as always." Genma narrowed his eyes. What's with that look. "Obito, about Rin..."
Black eye locked at his face.
"I owe you a debt, Shiranui" soft voice spoke. "You took care of her when I wasn't around," after speaking these words, he turned into Rin direction and kissed her forehead gently. "I've been in love with you, everyone knows that... Now, I don't deserve your love... Not after I left you behind when you're needed help, here in Kiri."
Genma stood there, enfluged by sudden burst of jealousity and anger, but Kakashi put hand on his shoulder. Brunette blinked and her hazel eyes followed taller male movements. Obito backed away from her, unable to speak to her, the person he failed so miserably. Her hand caught his gloved one, wet and cold.
She shook his head.
"Is that true?" worried voice, nagging glance, holding his hand so strong she almost crushed it. Five years, she had changed, really much. Together with Genma she seemed to find sincere happiness, at last.
Rin saw flash of pain and remorse in Obito's eye. Rest of his face didn't express any emotions, despite that Rin knew Obito for too long time to be fooled by lack of emotions in that case. Does he really judge himself so hard? It was... unlike young boy with wide smile, dream to become the most badass Hokage. She could heard her heart shattering, seeing grown-up, broken person he had become.
Gently wrapping her arms around him and smiling.
"I won't hide nothing from you" Obito hugged her mindlessly. Now or never. That should have been told to her at the start. She's his great friend, but now belonging to Genma. Her boyfriend. He won't stand in their way, earlier he would have tried to impress Rin with ninjutsu skills. "You're a bit mad at me."
Is she mad? Of course she is! Upset and enraged with his odd behaviour. Rin pushed him away, ready to listen her former teammate words. These were pretty important, at least woman instincts told her.
"Stop being so hard to understand," exclaimed girl and with an angle of an eye she saw damaged Memorial Stone. Muffled chuckle was the response and scarred male glanced at her and Genma.
"Not engaged yet? I'd love to see that," right corner of his mouth raised slightly, creating nice impression. "Both of you, happy together. I should congratulate you, guys."
"I'm a bit jealous" admitted Genma, looking up at four faces carved in the stone. "You died, became a hero, come Konoha and had Jounin promotion. In that pace," Genma smiled, averting his gaze back at Obito, senbon between his teeth flashed. "Your dream will be true."
They wanted to encourage him to believe in that bullshit? Mt. Hokage, all the previous and present village leaders glaring at him, giving him divine judgement.
He lacks experience and leadership skills. The more, it's far too early for him to become Jounin. That promotion, Minato-sensei had his reasons, undoubtfully. First, he should have earned that title not receive it as a bait and bribe to other Uchihas.
"Would you follow me, no matter what?" was the question. "Village leader is nothing without trust of his fellows."
Person who leaves village and makes his great comeback, that's not very realiable. Genma should have known that, that's the law. Law and rules. Sure, he broke them countless times, unware the risk and consequences.
Genma chewed his senbon, immersed in thoughts. His classmate saved Konoha twice, but appeared here more powerful after long hiatus, without sign or message. There were some decent reasons behind it, despite them TokuJou wasn't so sure. That wasn't trustworthy case.
"No. Not yet."
Predictable. Obito nodded, then looked at Rin and Kakashi.
"What about you, guys?"
They blinked. Kakashi had the same remorse in eye. Scarred male glowered at him, clearly seeing the outcome. Guilty-stricken, that would completely cloud his judgement. Rin became suddenly saddened, gentle stare, she's always watching over him.
That was wrong.
"Obito, that wasn't your fault," assuring smile, even if he'll still blame himself for sealing Isobu inside her. They went though lot of hardship and Rin didn't know what exactly happened with Obito during last years. "No matter what, I'll place my trust within you. Just like Isobu. Becoming Hokage has been big dream of yours since I had known you. It's good, nice dream."
No.
He's not worthy.
Cold evening, when Uzumaki Kushina gave birth to Naruto Namikaze-Uzumaki. The solitary moment of Jinchuuriki weakness, labour. Madara-sensei appointed him to get the fox. Ten ANBU members, one by one, strangled. They had children, families.
He was ready to act against man who teached him how to be shinobi, current Hokage and another Leaf-nin. He was about to unleash living, vivid chakra force and escape with it. He was about to control sentinet creature, nine-tailed fox. He was ready to destroy Minato's family, because powerful Bijuu might go wild and harm innocent people.
His hand were stained with blood.
"You should have known my answer, Obito." Said Kakashi.
That's it. Trust. To regain their trust, to prove it's not vain he must face trial and meet justice for past actions. Until that day, he's not even worthy of being Jounin. There's not another way. Senju prosthesis itched him again, the reason was unclear, lurking presence nearby. The Zetsus kind were the case, the tickle in his right side was the sign they're close.
Obito shuddered. So fast.
"Good morning," polite voice approached them.
It was Itachi, with Sasuke clinging to his back, like baby monkey.
"'tachi, Sasuke-kun." He greeted them.
Lurking presence was still there and Obito's neck stiffened at once, unintentionally, which was ridiculous. Here, surrounded by friends and pals, concealed presence in nearby tree made him really nervous, proving only his distrust.
"It's pressing matter," flat voice. "Noble Elders are demanding your presence, Hatake-senpai, Obito-niisan."
"Huh, it couldn't been helped. See you, guys." Obito let out a relief sigh. Wait, Otousan said they wanted to see him tomorrow. Something is off.
Kakashi put a hand on Obito's back. Tenzou, hidden in tree was the reason for Uchiha strange change in behavior. Able to find young Mokuton user so fast? That's exceptional sensing skill. Despite that, he wasn't able to pinpoint the location and find out the lurking identidy. That's why he became so disturbed in a blink of an eye. Very cautious, if not paranoid a little. For Black Ops, flaweless attitidue. Why he's thinking about Obito in ANBU?
"Calm down, it's friendly creature" purred Kakashi.
"Is that a Mokuton user which Zabuza mentioned a bit earlier?" asked, as they followed Itachi and Sasuke. "Tenzou."
"You're giving me creeps, Obito" shrug. "To put this bluntly, there's less than ten shinobi in Konoha capable of find Tenzou. He's very skilled, ANBU member."
"How old is he?"
"Fourteen."
"One of Konoha top shinobi, I see."
He? At age of fourteen he was barely able to move, getting used to new body. Half a year earlier he awakened Mangekyou Sharingan. Now, even children a bit older than him possessed great skills and abilities. "Tell me more."
"Orochimaru experimented on sixty-four newborn babies, war orphans and injected First's DNA into their bodies. Tenzou is top-secret shinobi of ours."
Tenzou was one of Konoha's best. Solitary and lonely creature, unable to make proper bonds or with noticeable difficultity. He was Kakashi's direct subordinate. Gloomy and sticking to rules, most like his younger self. As Sexy Sensei once told him, people needs to talk to each other, a little everyday, or else their hearts will grow dark and serious.
Sharing valuable intel with him. Obito cocked an eyebrow.
"I freaked out, mistaking him for someone else," scarred male muttered. "Madara-sensei used semi-inteligent goop to gain intel. I was sure that's it," turning his head in the young ANBU's nest, Obito blinked few times and threw quick peep in that direction."
Foliage moved and tree bark, too. It took a head shape, with big eyes or it's just another mind trick?
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Hokage's Office
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Minato kissed Kushina's cheeck as parting sign. Little Naruto fall asleep on her hands, tired of all day of running and restless night. Yet, his beloved woman looked way better than him, despite lack of rest. As soon as they left, stash of papers become the greatest enemy of Hokage. The thoughts about his student, they're keeping his mind busy.
After Obito's return the paperwork intensified. Rin becoming Jinchuuriki, Kakashi's daring rescue, three man cell to snatch Kakashi and girl before something bad would happen. Fight with Yagura's elite forces. Meeting with current Mizukage, two-sided agreement. Isobu will stay in Konoha. Daimyous will find peaceful resolve.
That all required his personal supervision.
He was in Ame, attack of powerful enemy, Pein. Obito mentioned that name before. How much does scarred Uchiha know? Only way to unearth it was interrogation.
"Now I see why you acquired smoking habit, Hiruzen-sama."
Old man raised his eyes at him. Minato seemed worried. Not only worried, noticeably perturbed about his student, everything. Hokage wanted, no needed to speak with the person he trusted. His advisors and Danzou, there was slighest thread of distrust.
"You're pampering him too much, Minato," hummed openly Sandaime. "You're still seeing little, clumsy boy who helped elderly, had big dream, followed Will of Fire and caused trouble all around. Obito isn't your child, Hokage-sama."
They had tea together.
Minato doesn't know anymore. Obito was his beloved student, the hero of village, hailed and put on pedestal, as example for younger generation. That's how he saw him, what he believed him to be. But, the reality was different.
"I can exactly see what you're aiming at, Minato" old man sent him concerned look. "From my three students Orochimaru was the one who deflected. I put great trust in him, I refused to take responsibility for him at the moment when we discovered his illegal experiments. I've been blind when I needed to see, don't make that same mistake."
How could Hiruzen compare Obito to Orochimaru? Snake Sannin was freak of nature, obsessed with immortality and research on jutsus and chakra nature. The mere thought made Minato irked, how could it be? Image of young, smiling boy flashed in his mind. Older one, bashing current system, with no true dreams, very similar to Uchiha Madara.
"They're not alike!"
Old man put hand on his shoulder.
"As we all know, he was Madara's student for five years. The First told me many things about Uchiha Madara. That man was able to survive his fight with Hashirama, obtain his cells, keep in hiding for decades and he had some influence on Obito. Don't underestimate that."
That whole speech about system. Ability to use Mokuton. According to Yoritomo, fire jutsu was exclusively used by Madara. The more, he wanted to trust Obito completely. That's why he promote him to Jounin, now strongly concerned if that decision was right.
"I admit your concern, Hiruzen."
Obito wasn't fool. Minato was well aware of it and decided to kill many birds with one stone. First, tensed situation between Uchihas and Leaf. Second, to give masses their hero. Third, more personal, to recompensate his absence in time of need. Fourth, they genuinely saved village. Despite the strain on trusy, Minato left decision into Obito hands. Sarutobi strongly disagreed with that approach, but he's only advisor, not Hokage.
"You believe in Obito."
"He's a good boy" Minato smiled. "He likes Naruto, Naruto admires him. He'll take proper care of him and help me with paperwork."
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Uchiha Compound
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In front of richly adorned old-style building, stood Yoritomo. Civilian outfit, black yukata, baggy tousers and bright coloured cloak with huge clan symbol on back. It was very special, Uchiha cloak. Only highly-respected clanmemberes were allowed to wear those. For whole his life, Obito had seen it four, maybe five times on father.
"Otousan."
Greeting his father, Obito wondered how Yoritomo achieved this. Protecting Kakashi from ill-tempered Uchihas, sparing the right to have cloak, strong position and respect in village.
Price, the price of that achievement. Tragedy within the family. Sandai had died, twins had been murdered. Feeling responsibility for his broken body and shattered mind.
"Itachi-kun, Obito, young Hatake. Suprisingly, not late," emotionless glance. "Come in, the Noble Elders are waiting inside."
Itachi bowed to them kindly.
"Yoritomo-san, Obito and Kakashi… I promised my brother to play with him today."
"Good luck, then."
Scent of heavy smoke brought him memory of last time. He promised them to come back with Sharingan, alive. Scars he gained made him stronger. There's no way they could harm him, except making Kakashi suffer. Obito won't allow that, no matter what.
Yoritomo was first. Narrow corridor lead to room with dim light, crowded with old, smelly people. Obito knew that goop way to well. Five years in rotten cave with Madara-sensei. They all wore similar cloaks what belonged to Yoritomo. One of them. His father was one of them. Good and bad.
They entered the room.
Withered geezers. Clinging to their true might and power leftovers, just like Madara-sensei. His and Kakashi fate laying in those hands. They're able to endure. Times before the Third War, the clan was powerful and well-respected, even capable to have one of them as Hokage. Then, war came. Way too many of them lost source of might, in battle. Some of them lost their lifes. Few of them remained sane. One of them gave eye to an outsider.
Now, after all those years slowly re-building the glory of past. He, with prowess of Senju and Uchiha, useless, sealed Mangekyou. Not trustworthy case. Still, there's a possibility he can achieve something with all he's got. He'll take the risk.
Sitting down, exchanging glances. Kakashi sat between him and Yoritomo. They did this in purpose, sit down on left side. In that case he needed to turn or shift his head to see properly. Manifestation of leadership, that's it.
"You're back, failure," spoke one of them.
"Noble Elders, greetings," was the response.
They held kiserus and smoke lazily, glowering at him with narrowed eyes. Examining, judging him, checking facial scarring, Madara-like look and glaring meaningfully at other male. Kakashi and Yoritomo.
Many pairs of fully-fledged Sharingans. Straining to see inside him.
"I've kept my promise" three tomoes spinning around pupil. His vision became sharper at once. So the game begin.
The air was heavy, full of the smoke from the long pipes. The Uchiha Elders hold their kiserus and looked at him emotionlessly. The dim light and the uneven, wrinkled skin of their faces reminded scarred boy of his sensei, Madara. Lowered his head humbly, but with anticipation. They saw it, because their faces became more wrinkled for a single seconds.
Last time he sat here five years ago, just before leaving to Kusa.
"You kept one only to commit the greatest disgrace for any self-respecting Uchiha, young one," sharp voice, older man stuffing his kiseru once again and sneering at him, the scars, pale and visible neck. "We're here to discuss your fate."
Strangely, Obito felt perfect calmness inside, as he didn't care if they'll exile him, detest him and rob him of the power, power of only eye. Everything was on their proper place. Just protect Kakashi. Mangekyou awakening had been unexpected, the price was too high. Death of the most beloved ones, Takiyeki and Tekiyaki.
"I'm ready to meet my punishment," exhaled the broken one. "Noble Elders, spare the speech."
What's got him? To speak in such a manner in front of people holding great power, in creamy cloaks with clan crest on the back. The anwser, anwser was easy. He's not afraid of them anymore. Not after five long years spent at Madara's site. The demon is dead. Yoritomo joined his hands and Kakashi with deadpanned face, lowered sight.
"We've heard you're not even an Uchiha anymore. You were reconstructed with cells of the First," said one of them. "Confirm the gossips, remove your shirt."
His eye narrowed, but there's no much of choice. He rolled up long-sleeved shirt, screaming internally. Suddenly, outburst of anger appeared. They looked at him like some freak of nature, yet presence of Kakashi made his fury a bit colder. Single nod, the Noble Ones let him cover the abdomen. From the day he gained Senju prothesis, it remained pale, white-grey goop, never changing it's hue.
It's true he's not even an Uchiha anymore. The more, he was half Senju, half Uchiha and shinobi of Konoha.
"Reclaim what's truly yours or we'll gouge out your eye and banish you from clan, together with Yoritomo-san for teaching non-Uchiha Sharingan techniques. The more, we'll forcefully remove Kakashi's eye. As I can see, you're willing to cooperate."
Everything was an illusion. Calmness, cold fury. It was just like four days ago, when he killed Madara. Everything was an illusion.
World started to turn crimson red, slowly taking over his visual field.
Kill. Kill. Don't let them touch Kakashi.
You already failed everyone.
You want to see his pain?
Kakashi had lost that eye because of you.
Damn it.
A/N v2: Hope you enjoy!