AKA: my extraction of kishimoto's ilk in my veins. he owns his bullshit.
Warnings: don't expect a lot of plot from this-its more practice of using dialogue to create the story.
"you're a complete idiot- you know that?"
Obito stared blearily at the pin lit sky, ignoring the voice.
"well?"
shut up
"No can do, besides- the only reason you can hear me is because you want to."
lies
"Are they?"
Slate eyes of a boy looked down on Obito, goggles dangling from calloused little fingers.
"Or are you still in denial?"
The tired shinobi shut his lids to the sight.
shut up and leave me child
The boy burst out laughing, "leave you? HA- you think i want this?!"
Obito gave no response and the boy snarled.
"Get up."
go away
"Up."
no
"Get up this instant."
you can't make me
Coarse laughter rang in his ears.
"Sure i can, tell me- are you really going to let it end here?"
...
"-failed plans, failed ancestors, failed friends?"
"You're just going to lie here and waste away? hun? Wait till glow-boy finishes his death match with crazy little Sasuke? Wait till one of them dies, or both. While Kakashi and Gai pick up the pieces?"
"Are you going to make him to bury them, and then you, AGAIN? After how many years he wasted infront of gravestones!?"
He deserves it.
"Does he? Does he really? You know the answer to that- none of them deserved this."
"Naruto should have had his parents in his life, Sasuke shouldn't have had to lose Itachi, Itachi shouldn't have had massacre anyone, You shouldn't have attacked them with the Kyubii"
He hacked back, eyes hurting, No, YOU should have disappeared.
"And I would have, if we stayed dead."
Obito cracked open his lids, angry tears slipping along his scarred cheeks.
Shut up
His younger self was walking past him, clambering up the piles of rock shards.
"Sure thing-"
Then turned back, to gaze into the last eye of his real self.
"-but we gotta finish this- so stop slacking, we don't want to be late."
On went the tinted goggles, and over the hills of earth he went.
So Obito lurched up.