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The New Team Seven

Three years after the activation of Hatake Obito's Sharingan, he's finally placed on a team.
What great adventures are we going to see from this young Shinobi?

All in a day's work

Green grass stretches all around them, blue skies cloudless and clear. The sounds of violent shouting fill the air. Practice, it is essential to every team before they can really head out on a mission of important value. After all chases the cat doesn't really require team work. The damn cat just runs super fast and frankly you have to be faster then the cat to catch it. Obito realized this before his other teammates; although with his father teachings looming in the background stressing that teamwork was very important. How could one forget, ah yes the fact that his teammates are… idiots. He thought they would have worked out their differences; no in fact they are always fighting. Whether it was over bread or who got to carry the mission scroll that day, it never failed. It didn't help that their team leader, their Sensei didn't even try to stop the two from fighting… "It's too much trouble," he would say walking away from the two boys.

"I hate you two." Nether of the two boys heard Obito as he walked away from the fighting. He sighed, there's no way Hokage will put me on another team… even if I ask nicely or even begged. I'm doomed to be with these two idiots' for awhile.

Making his way over to where his Sensei was, laying down on the job… again, swear to god if I didn't know any better I'd say he was related to my father. Obito heatedly kicked his Sensei's foot, "Hey Sensei." No response, "Sensei…" for a second he thought he heard snoring from his teacher. "Shika-sensei wake your lazy ass up, I need your help stopping them…Again." One eye opened to see the now angry young boy.

"Mendoukusei," Obito kicked his foot again, "What have they done this time?"

"Go see for yourself, lazy ass."

"Do it yourself Obito."

"Shika-Sensei, please they only listen to you." He said sighing under his breath. It was true the two boys never listened to Obito even if he was a Chuunin.

"Fine, fine…" Lazily getting up from his spot, he casually began walking over to where his other two students were 'fighting'. Sure enough they really were going at it. Shikamaru noted the few large holes in the ground and some random on fire trees around the training area. "Uhg… Swear to god they are just like their fathers." Performing a few short seals, "Kage Mane no Jutsu." Obito watched the two boys come to a screeching halt, as two black shadows from Shikamaru connected to theirs. Shikamaru put his hands on his hips; the two boys did the same.

"Shika-sensei what did you do that for?!" The two of them screamed in unison.

"Take a good look around you two, this isn't team work. Pushups both of you, 300 each and Obito you and I are going to play Shougi." Obito nodded at his teacher, as fun as it was to play he knew it was really a ploy to get him to learn strategies. Shikamaru realized he had potential for it, even if it was troublesome he needed to teach the young Chuunin how to think ahead. So far he was ahead of Obito eight to six, not bad for a ten year old. Releasing the technique on the two boys they both dropped on the spot to do their pushups. It was either do it or feel the wrath of being danced in place like a monkey for twenty minutes. Which mind you Shikamaru enjoyed doing to his team. Doing pushups, in the two youth's minds was defiantly a better choice out of the two options.

Gesturing over at Obito the two of them went over to where Shikamaru kept his board, setting it out they began to play. Rarely did the game stop before the two finish their punishment. They could sit there for hours thinking of different moves and counter moves to each other. In the distance, two young voices chanted out numbers as they preformed. "Oh, ho who taught you that move?"

"Chichiue"

"You play at home?"

"Yeah, sometimes, mostly whenever Hahaue takes away his books." He smiled to himself.

"Well that makes sense and … checkmate." Looking up he saw his other two students rolling on their backs as they finished and from the looks of it out of energy. "Thank god, those two never know when to quit do they?"

"No, but I guess it's not so bad having someone like you as a teacher though, Shika-sensei."

Shikamaru smiled in amusement, not so bad huh… "Mendoukusei"

"Right, today's lesson is over then?"

"Yep, ok boys go home we'll be going doing mission's in the morning. Be ready for anything, even if it is troublesome." Shikamaru had grown up; even if it was troublesome he did it anyways. Naruto had asked him to take control of a team this year little did he know he'd get stuck with them. Yes them, Obito, Kouryou, and Minato. All three of them were like their fathers to his dismay, although Obito displayed a huge trait of his mother, her ability to control chakra. Because of this, he had already excelled at some medical techniques and even when learning he was faster then Kouryou and Minato. Shikamaru knew that it wasn't his eyes; it was Obito, he was just that good, pure tensai just like his father.

Kouryou was Sasuke's eldest son, twelve years of age. He looked just like his old man, dark eyes, thin eyebrows, short black hair and that fan crest on the back of his shirt. Nothing changes, father like son. He was obsessed with being the best, and he felt that Minato was a dobe. There was a small amount of respect for Obito seeing as he had what Kouryou wanted most for himself the Sharingan. None of the Uchiha had displayed it yet, Obito had beaten the clan to the punch. And at the same time Kouryou disrespected Obito because of this, he also refused to take orders from someone that was two years younger then him. Understandable, but rank is rank Shikamaru had to remind the boy. Kouryou didn't care, which annoyed Shikamaru to no end. Kouryou wasn't his favorite out of the three.

Minato was just about a year older then Obito; he was eleven despite what most think (including Kouryou) Naruto's son wasn't dumb. He somehow managed to get Hinata's brains; he also carried the bloodline Byakugan. He did look odd for his clan, his eyes where white and his hair was a brilliant blond color long and soft. He was just as graceful as his mother but his temper was just like his fathers. And for whatever reason he and Kouryou had it out for each other. Minato had grown up with Obito but there was a small amount of distance between the two when Obito gained Chuunin status when he turned seven. His friendship for Obito returned again when they were placed on the same team, but not so much to listen to him if there was orders involved.

Obito was the sensible one, which didn't surprise Shikamaru at all. With all things adding up he could see Kakashi and Sakura in him and he did catch a glimpse of 'insane strength' first hand. Only when Obito was angry did he display this trait and frankly Shikamaru was glad he didn't display it often or his team would be paste. He also knew it was a matter of time before Obito sent Kouryou to the hospital, surprisingly he had control over himself even if he was angry at his two teammates he always seemed to take the 'I'm getting the teacher' route instead of handling it himself. Shikamaru understood why, Obito didn't want his teammates to see the 'real' him. The side of him that he knew would down right frighten his teammates if they ever saw it and Obito didn't want that. He seemed to play himself off as something he was not. Shikamaru knew better, the Sharingan was nothing to sneeze at even he was afraid of it in some respects.

He really wasn't looking forward to when Kouryou activates his.Mendoukusei…he thought looking up at the trees watching them a moment swaying in the light breeze, that's something I'm not looking forward too… Hm … Happy dancing clouds. Making his way to his spot on the roof near his house he though he'd watch the clouds for a few hours before going home to find dinner not waiting for him.

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In the shopping district of Konoha Obito makes his way home. He likes going this way it allows him to listen to banter amongst the villagers, for brief moments he feels like he's one of them. Although that is totally not the case, after all he is a ninja. His age always surprises the civilians when ever he goes into one of the stores. It's a common mistake that some make when he's just walking around that he's an ordinary boy shopping for his mother. Some know better, this boy, this ten year old boy is a killer. He has blood on his hands from enemies, even if he never shows that side to anyone its there. Sometimes he wonders what it would have been like if he had been a normal boy going to a normal school and doing normal things. Boring probably, that's usually the conclusion he comes up with, very boring. He wouldn't have it any other way, he liked this life. Even if his mother was worried he wouldn't come home from a mission, at least he had someone waiting for him. Unlike his father, who lost everyone Obito has family that care for him.

He found himself standing in front of the book shop; Obito wasn't really looking per say he was just sort of dazing off. A bad habit, he blamed this on his father. He was paying attention to the things around him, but he always found himself just staring at nothing not really thinking about anything. Glancing over he noticed a huge poster hanging in the shops window. "Icha Icha Exchange, volume 20 in stores November 15th. Pre-order your copy today!" The poster had a rather large breasted woman on it, blond hair, blue eyes, and pink full lips. Obito never really understood the fascination with these books, maybe one day he'd understand. Although he was pretty sure his mother didn't want him reading them. He sighed looking away from the poster; I'll have to remember to tell Chichiue, he'll be excited. Shifting to one foot he looked around him, people bustled around him doing daily things. Stepping forward he continued though the streets, only to stop again in front of the weapon supply shop. I wonder if I could get a new set of kunai…. Momentarily he was broken out of his dazed lull by a nip at his ankle. He half thought of kicking whatever it was but then realized it was Pakkun. The pug-nosed dog was boring holes into Obito.

"Yo," Obito said casually.

"Took you long enough to realize I was there…" Pakkun sighed, shifting his weight he sat down on his back legs, "Note for you."

"Hm… What now?" Stooping down Obito retrieved the small paper in Pakkun's vest. Standing upright he opened the note, without really realizing it he sighed heavily.

"That good, eh?" Pakkun snickered at Obito.

"Yeah… I need to pick up something's for Hahaue."

The small pug rolled his eyes, "Ice cream and pickles again?"

"Something like that, I don't think I'll ever understand girls… I don't think I want to if they go around eating stuff like this."

Pakkun laughed at Obito's words, "You'll understand when you are older, kid."

"Probably but for now, I think I like the simple approach. Ignoring the fact that girls exist."

"But they do exist… Oh," It didn't take a genus to understand what Obito had said. The boy was sharp, probably too sharp for his own good really. "I didn't know you liked girls already, you're as bad as your old man."

Obito's face grew flush with color, "I'm going to ignore you said that." Sidestepping around the small dog he made his way to the store for errand, Pakkun followed him. "Why are you following me Pakkun?"

"Hm, no reason in particular really, what don't like the company?"

"No I like the company, you just usually poof after giving me a note."

"Ah…"

"Problems at home, Pakkun?"

"I wouldn't say problems; it's just nice to get out once and awhile." Obito understood. Problems were a wide variety of things when it came to men and women, even dogs.

"So?"

"My mate had another litter."

"Congratulations?"

"Hm… it was a couple months ago, but thank you."

"Not going well? Or does she want you to train them?" Obito smiled down at the dog.

"Something like that," Pakkun waddled between a few of people trying to keep pace with the young boy. Looking up at Obito he could see Kakashi in him, he's going to look just like his old man when he grows older.

"Hey Pakkun?"

"What?"

"Do you think I could ever get a pack like Chichiue?" Obito's question caught the brown pug off-guard. He staggered a little before stopping entirely. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, eh… That's something you should ask your father." He replied with a toothy smile. Obito nodded. Pakkun started walking again not that he was trying to keep up with Obito, but it was nice walking with the boy. You never knew what he was going to say. Coming up to the store Obito leaned down and grabbed the closest hand cart. He sighed, I really hate these places. They always make it a point to say, 'Oh look its Hatake Obito, he's so cute…' 'Oh my, you look just like your father!' Belch… just one day, one day I'd like not to be compared to my father.

"Welcome, dogs aren't allowed in the store." Pakkun grunted a little at the stores clerk.

"Eh… it's Pakkun, not like he's going to piss all over the carrots or anything." Obito said in a almost joking manner. Pakkun chuckled at the boys comment. The Clerk however didn't seem amused.

"Rules are rules son."

"I'm not your son," Obito retorted "and Pakkun is my friend, if he can't come in with me then I'll go somewhere else to shop!"

The clerk stepped back slightly from the Shinobi; he didn't want trouble… although rules were rules, "I guess a nin-dog is alright… you understand Mr. Nin-dog?"

"Of course, human I won't piss on your produce." This time it was Obito that laughed. Pakkun made his way into the store with the boy. "So… what are we getting?"

Obito stopped in one of the aisles; he squatted down in front of the dog. Ruffling his silver hair and pushing it out his face with his right hand. He pulled the note out of his back pocket with his left. "Well… let's see." He opened it again, showing it to Pakkun.

"Ew… I know Sakura is going to have a kid… but that's nasty." His pug nose wrinkled even more then it had been.

"I know… Why do you think I said I'll be ignoring girls? This is just too much." He sighed, "Don't get me wrong I love Hahaue, but yeah that's nasty." Both of them looked a little green around the gills. "All right, so… squid, popcorn, chocolate light and dark, strawberry milk, lime jello, cottage cheese, marshmallows… and saury. I suspect Chichiue put that on there."

The small dog snorted, "Probably." Standing up straight he made his way though the aisles one by one, thinking about what his mother would do with these things made him feel ill. Although any number of things stand alone was great to some extent, but after seeing what Sakura did with it half the time would make anyone want to wretch. Pregnant woman are a mystery to Obito, this isn't the first kid either. Oh no, this is the third. He had a little sister as well, she was born shortly after his eight birthday. Her name was Momoko or Momo for short. Her hair was pink like Sakura's but she had Grey eyes like Kakashi. Obito wondered what his next sibling would look like, but after all the weird things Sakura had been putting into herself he all but wondered if the kid would be normal.

Stopping and looking over the fish in front of him, Obito received a rather sharp tap to the back of the shoulder. Looking in that direction his face was met with an index finger of Tsunade, "Obito, shopping for your mother?" He sighed, "That good hm? Let's see the list today…" She removed her finger from his cheek and opened her hand; he placed the list in her palm. After going over it she too looked a little sick, "Oh dear…" Obito nodded, "A boy I believe, I mean I'd have to look at her to actually tell. But Obito I think your mother is going to have a boy."

"Eh, you can tell from the list?" She nodded, "Geh… did she eat this with me?"

"Yes, well no not exactly but close enough." She could see Obito shudder in the thought. "I'll be stopping by your home later today Obito make sure to tell your mother."

"Hai," He replied with a small sigh. Tsunade left him there in front of the fish counter, probably to find some Sake…

"I never understood why she gave up Hokage."

Obito looked down at the small dog, "She's… well, Tsunade."

"You mean…. Old." He said quietly.

"Yeah, it's not just that. I don't think she liked it anyways, desk jobs don't seem her thing."

"And desk jobs are Naruto's thing?" Pakkun got a chuckle out of the boy.

"Well, no… I don't think Naruto-sama knew what he was really getting into."

"Sure he did, he took the job didn't he?"

"Hm… true he seems to like the job a lot though."

"I'll give you that kid. Pick out that fish already lets go." Obito nodded and went back to picking out fish. He really didn't like fish and honestly wondered why not. His father loves fish and rice, so why doesn't he? At any rate he looked over the selection of fish, small, medium and large… which ones? He noticed something, 4 for 2 special, cheap too, Chichiue can't complain. That's the one he picked, he half wondered if he should get something for himself. The prospects of dinner didn't really appealed to him at all. Maybe I can find something on the way home. Placing the packages in the hand basket he made his way to the front to check out. Pakkun was right on his heels. The clerk behind the counter looked at the dog, "What?"

"Nothing," Her eyes snapped to Obito, "Did you find everything ok today?"

"Yeah," Obito said setting down the small hand basket. Even the clerk wrinkled her nose at the items in the basket. "None of this is mine, well yes its mine but not for me." She began to ring up the items in the basket. Looking at the total he pulled out his wallet from his hip pouch, Chichiue better pay me back… I can't afford Hahaue's habits. Handing the money over to the casher he took up the bags and recipe from her. "Thanks."

"Sure sweetie, tell Kakashi hello for me." She winked at Obito and smiled in a manner that made him feel really uncomfortable.

"Uh … Alright," Obito wasn't quite sure how to handle this situation so he resorted to old teachings, flee for your life. He was out the door and down the street with the small dog in tow before the woman knew what happened.

"Scary woman,"

"Tell me about it, this is why I don't want anything to do with girls. It's all too weird for me."

"That will change when you get older, kid."

"You keep telling me that, but I don't believe you at all." He decided that he should probably head home now, but first he needed to find something for himself. He looked at all the different shops as far as food went. He sighed; the only thing that really seemed appealing at the moment was Raman. "Raman it is," He went over to the small shop, "Yo, Ayame."

"Hiya Obito, what can I get for you today?"

"Two bowls of Raman, one Beef the other Chicken with eggs." She nodded, and set to work making the food. Before long she came over with two to-go containers. Instinctively he pulled out exact change to give her.

"Thanks Obito." She smiled.

"Sure, how's Iruka?"

"Great! Obito… I think we are finally going to get married!"

"Wonderful, I was wondering when he would get to it…" He smiled shyly at her, she giggled. He knew darn well that they had been engaged for a good five years, Iruka was slow… at least he asked her to move in with him two years ago. He would have felt bad if it didn't go anywhere, Ayame was a very nice person. She was like an older sister to him. Picking up the two containers he made his farewells, "Later Ayame."

"Later Obito," Setting off again he opened one of the containers, more precise the chicken one. Gingerly he pulled out a couple of chicken strips, leaning to the side he passed it down to Pakkun.

"Thanks, kid." He said taking the small tidbits. "Hmm… Ayame is a good cook."

"Yeah she is Iruka is a lucky guy."

"I thought you hated girls."

"I do, Ayame is different though. Much like Ino, Tenten or Hinata their more like big sisters or aunties."

"No Anko?" Obito shuddered; the older woman scared him to death. He never ever wanted to be alone with that woman, ever.

"No," He said sharply, the pug got the picture. Shortly after that conversation ended, they reached the main gates of the Hatake compound. Obito breathed in deep and let it all out in one big sigh. "Alright time to go in, are you coming in Pakkun?"

"Nope, I leave you here. Thanks for the chicken."

"Yep, later Pakkun." And just like that the pug vanished in a poof of smoke. "Nothing to worry about I have everything…" He told himself as he opened the gates, nothing to worry about at all.

The life of a ninja is full of hazards and it's all in a days work for a young Shinobi … After all going shopping for your mother, is hazardous in more ways then one.

TBC…?
Translators Notes:

Shougi: Japanese chess
Mendoukusei: Loosely translates to "How bothersome" or "Troublesome"
Kage Mane no Jutsu: Shadow Binding
Chichiue: Father
Hahaue: Mother
(Both of these are extremely polite used mostly in samurai families.)

Kouryou: rain dragon; hidden genius
Minato: Name of the Fourth Hokage
Saury: It's a fish
Momoko: Peach tree, child

Something of interest, yes Obito acts older then he really is. Much like his father he's very responsible even as a child, however he's not as cold and callus as Kakashi was when he was that age.

Yes this really is a sequel to The Birthday Present. This is dedicated to ShipperTrish who gave me the idea of continuing so I ran with it, I hope you like it. Also if you see any grammar/spelling errors let me know.