A/N: I know I haven't updated my other stories && blahblahblah, but school has kept me here & there so I couldn't. I am for sure going to update this story more. I was inspired by Chapter 651 (if you read the manga) so this, of course, will contain spoilers I was also inspired by this other picture I once saw on Tumblr and with the chapter, BAM! This story was born. This story will not be canon and follow either the anime or manga plot. I might just include stuff from Chapter 651, or maybe not. It all depends on how I feel. Well, I'll be mixing the story around and yeah.

Enjoy~

Obito sat on, what he thought to be, his bed. It had been over three months since he was here, doing nothing and only being able to talk to that weird guy Zetsu. His hair was starting to get longer and messier and his left leg was finally starting to gain some little strength, except for his arm, which still was gone. He hated being trapped here, with no way out to get back to Konoha again. It bothered him of to no nerve. Just when he had awakened the Sharingan, he got crushed by a rock, trying to save Kakashi. Of course, that he didn't regret doing. What he regretted was not being able to confess to her.

Rin Nohara.

The only girl he had ever been in love with. The way she laughed and smiled at him with he attempted to tell a joke. The way she fussed over him for getting hurt on a mission. The way her brown hair fell onto her shoulders when she was sparing with him. Or the way those chocolate brown eyes followed Minato-sensei in admiration…..

He shook those thoughts out of his head. He had to stop pretending like he wouldn't ever see her again. After all, just being trapped here for some time was a default in his plans. Once he got out of here, he would for sure tell her how he felt. He couldn't wait until that time came. He would go and help out the old lady first before making his way to the hokage tower. He would announce his return and see all of his friends again.

He got up from his bed and looked at his left leg. It was pretty much healed, except for the fact that it didn't have enough strength to get him up. He let out a small curse as he laid himself back onto the bed. All that he wanted to do was leave already and no longer stay here a prisoner. He wanted to go back out on missions and train with his teammates. What more could he ask for?

He hated knowing that he didn't have to eat. Boy he missed that taste of ramen so much. And candy, he wouldn't forget about the candy. He just wanted to savor them again if he was going to be kept here longer. Except for the fact that the old geezer Madara Uchiha, or so he introduced himself, said that he had no need for food anymore; all thanks to him attaching Hashirama's artificial body.

As he continued to ponder in his thoughts and let out a small curse here and there, he was interrupted by none other than White and Spiral Zetsu. Speak of the devil.

"So Obito is finally awake." White Zetsu said while looking over at the boy. Obito got up to see both Zetsu's looking back at him.

"What do you guys want again? And please don't ask me how it feels like to poo.

"But why noooot~? We don't know our—"

"Shut up. We just wanted to know if you needed anything," White Zetus replied, after punching the Spiral Zetsu on the arm. "You are our responsibility until Madara wakes up."

"So you're babysitting me, again? How stupid. You guys are definitely stupid Kakashi's," Obito replied, while turning his head towards the rock. "Is the other Zetsu outside?"

"Yes. Apparently, some Konoha people are out there, probably on a mission. He has to keep watch and make sure they don't get to close here. Apparently, they might sense your chakra and Madara doesn't want that."

"Oh. Does he know who they are?" Obito said with eagerness. If they were Konoha ninjas and they knew him, they might come to his rescue after being trapped in there for three months!

"Some lost travelers I guess. They don't happen to have the forehead protector on them."

"Oh." So no one was sent to rescue him. Of course, why would he think that? Everyone thought he was dead. Hell, he thought he was dead too when he first woke up. He laid back on his bed and started at the ceiling. He was so bothered by the fact that he was unable to do anything. Angry with himself now, he got up and struggled to stand on his feet.

"Don't do that! Madara is going to get mad!" Spiral Zetsu said as he made his way over to him. He took a hold on Obito to help him up, but being the stubborn person he is, pushed his away and fell to the ground.

"What are you trying to accomplish by doing that?" White Zetsu said, looking from afar. Obito bit down on his tongue and tried his best to get up. He was going to show them all! He was going to get out of here damn it!

After a couple minutes of struggling, he managed to get onto his knees. White Zetsu and Spiral Zetsu stared in amazement as they watched the boy struggle to get up. Obito hadn't noticed it yet, but they had. His left arm was finally going back out. Madara watched from afar, noticing the boy's accomplishments. He smirked to himself, glad about what Obito was doing; seemed like his plan was working.

"I did it!" Obito finally yelled out. White Zetsu nodded his head while Spiral Zetsu did a little dance. Obito danced along with Spiral Zetsu, happy that he was able to get his limbs working once again.

"Don't worry Rin, Kakashi, and Minato-sensei. I'll be coming back soon. Just watch."

A/N: Another author's note, yeepii. I like Spiral Zetsu. I find him really funny :P

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