I stared dumbfounded at the man who towered above me. The man with raven colored hair, wearing an Akatsuki jacket. The man with one Sharigan, and one Rinnegan, staring down at me... not speaking a word.
"Obito…. How… Why…?" I cursed myself for my trembling voice, I just couldn't help it. I watched helplessly as his cold eyes washed over me, making me shiver.
"You killed Rin," His voice was somewhat softer than I expected, but that was beside the point. I blinked, furrowing my brows. He didn't take his eyes away from mine.
"You killed Rin…" The raven repeated himself, but this time his voice boomed and his eyes glistened with killing intent.
No… This couldn't be happening… I jerked my head away from the other, clenching my fist.
"Don't bring her into this!" I managed to raise my voice as well, but it wasn't nearly intimidating as my former team mate's. There was a smile tugging at the man's lips. I could tell.
Suddenly, A stabbing pain jolted through my chest. I could no longer move… No… What was happening..? The Akatsuki member was no longer where I had last seen him, but rather, pulling a sleek metal object from my now blood drenched shirt. The pain was overwhelming.
"Wh…Obito…" My sentence was cut off by a sharp cough. It hurt so much… My body began to go numb, just as everything turned into total darkness. The taller man faded, just as my feeling had. Nothingness consumed me.
'BOOM!' I shot up from my little mat on the floor, gasping and clutching my blanket. Had all of that been… a dream…? Instinctively, I lifted my hand and placed it over my chest. All I could feel was my heard pounding away, nothing out of the ordinary… Despite this, my heavy breathing continued.
"Obito…." I muttered once more, pulling my legs up to my chest, trying not to be too loud. After all, JIraiya was at my house as a guest tonight, and I certainly didn't want to wake him. Rather, I didn't want him to actually see me like this.
Eventually my breathing calmed down, but this didn't stop thoughts from filling my head. It was kind of like a movie... I saw things I wished I could forget a long time ago, but I guess that just wasn't going to happen for me, huh?
"I'm sorry, Rin, Obito, Minato, Otou-san…" Tears started to swell in the back of my eyes, no matter how much I tried to avoid them. "I'm sorry," I continued to apologize to the emptiness of my room, sobbing into my knees. 'So much for not making any noise.'
Thoughts of Sensei gradually led to Rin, then to Obito, and then to Otou.
"Damnit," I hissed, tears streaking my cheeks. Thinking about my father only made it worse…
I lifted my head slightly, only to set my worn out eyes on a tall, white-haired man standing in my doorway, just… waiting for me to notice him, I guess.
Vision going blurry with tears once again, I tried to speak. My mouth opened, but I just couldn't seem to form any words.
Great.
I lifted my head up completely, quickly raising my hand and using the back of it to wipe my eyes. The other simply made his way across the room, and plopped down next to me. Stirring slightly, my gaze shifted to the floor.
"I miss them, too," The older man saved me from talking and placed my head on his shoulder, ruffling my hair just a bit.
As soon as I heard those four words escape his lips, all my doubts melted away. I exhaled shakily, nearly leaning into his touch.
"H-How long… How long were you there…?"
"Long enough.." The Sanin sighed slightly, nostalgia surging through him.
Before long, I was struggling to keep my half lidded eyes open. Damn, he always had a way with getting me to sleep. Even since I was a child.
Even so, I was grateful to have him. I suppose you could say… He was the father that was never there for me.