Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto at all! If I did Sakura wouldn't be useless, Itachi wouldn't have died, and Madara wouldn't be overpowered. This is AU.

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"Ugh," Obito groaned after hearing the doorbell ring. He sat on the bed and checked the time, which was ten in the morning. He was only wearing boxers, but he only decided to put a shirt on, not caring who or what was at the door. He exited the room and started walking downstairs. While walking downstairs, the doorbell rang again. "I'm coming!" Obito shouted, hoping that whoever was out there heard him.

When Obito opened the door, he saw a young boy. The boy had black, spiky hair, bangs hanging over his eyes, however it still seemed the boy could see. His skin was fair and he had onyx colored eyes, reminding Obito of somebody. The boy wore a yellow-green hat, decorated by a forest-green zigzag pattern. He wore a jacket the same color as his hat and baggy jeans. Obito raised an eyebrow at him.

"May I help you?" Obito asked, still irritated his beauty sleep was ruined.

"Are you Obito Uchiha?" The boy asked.

"Yes, why?" After Obito said that the boy handed him a note. Obito took it and began to read it.

Dear Obito,

Remember me? The rich girl at the bar. The one you had a one night stand with.

Obito's eyes slightly widened as memories flooded inside his mind. He shook his head, and resumed reading the note.

Well, it seems that I've gotten pregnant, and gave birth to your child.

If you get this note, it means that I have died; making you responsible for taking care of Sasuke.

-Mikoto

'Sasuke? Is that what she named him?' Obito thought. He let out an exasperated sigh. 'Why didn't I wear a condom? Why did she even keep the baby anyway?!' Obito snapped out of his thoughts, and turned his attention back to...his son.

He cleared his throat. "Come in, I guess..." Obito instructed. Sasuke looked a bit unsure at first, but entered the house. Obito went inside to. He noticed Sasuke looking around the house, and he decided to talk to the boy. "So, Sasuke, what do you think?" Obito asked, hoping the conversation wouldn't be too awkward.

"This place is a dump," Sasuke answered. He was right, too. The white paint was gradually chipping off the walls, and the hardwood floor was dusty and dirty. There were old newspapers all over the old, torn couch. The only nice thing Sasuke saw was the windows. However, they were covered by curtains, so he couldn't really tell.

Obito sneered. "I bet it's a lot better, than where you lived."

"No, mom married a rich guy," Sasuke said, still looking around.

'She married a rich guy? Why couldn't he take care of him instead.' Obito thought to himself. He had just lost his job again, and now he has a kid to take care of! Damn, Kami just loved to torture him... "So, are you hungry?" Obito asked.

Sasuke nodded.

"Okay, we're going out, then," Obito exited the house, and Sasuke mentally counted; 5, 4, 3, 2, Obito came back inside the house. "Gotta get dressed, first," He said, while running upstairs.

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At the fast-food restaurant, Sasuke and Obito were waiting in line... Well, more like Obito was waiting in line, while Sasuke kept bugging him about how hungry he is. The worst part was, the line was very long, and the guy in front still hasn't decided on what to order!

"Dad, I'm hungry," Sasuke whined, while tugging on the sleeve of Obito's jacket.

That's it. Obito couldn't take it anymore. Obito lifted Sasuke so high, that everyone can see, and yelled, "Will someone please get him some food?!"

Food came immediately for Sasuke, after Obito caused a scene. They both took a seat near a window, and Sasuke just started at the giant hamburger in front of him.

"How am I supposed to eat that?" Sasuke asked, pointing at the burger.

"It's not im-"

"Obito, is that you?" A voice, that Obito knew too well, interrupted his sentence. Of all the people Obito could run into, why him?

Author's Note: Sorry this is so short. Leave a review and tell me what you think so far.