Yo, hey everyone. Here's another story for you guys! This idea came from another author, who wants to remain anonymous, but thank you anyway.

Full Summary: AU. Obito has been through a lot, and just as he thought he was getting his life together. It starts to all fall apart again, starting with his job and the people behind it. Soon Obito is targeted by people for failing a job assigned to him. Other than the people targeting him, he now has to watch his back from the Mass Murder Gaara Shukaku after getting a new job as a sort of investigator to find the escaped convict. GaaObi.

Obito/ Itachi: Age: 20

Sakura: Age: 19

Rated: M

He walked around. He turned as he heard it. He froze as a scream reached his ears. He went toward it, but ended up reaching a different place.

The grass dissolved into sand. His eyes closed and opened again. This time he was in a car. His dark eyes watched the trees fly by him.

The car suddenly lurched and flipped. The eyes closed and remained that way. He smelt burning flesh, a smell too familiar.

A gasp broke through his lips when his gaze settled on the car on its roof. He just stood there. Smoke instantly filled the air. Flames started to escape from the windows.

He decided to turn away, but his body refused to move. He eventually moved his eyes to glance to the side. He saw a figure, who tilted his head at him.

The figure moved closer. It had long black hair tied up and two long marks on the side of its face. Another car drove by, and the figure's side got slammed by the door.

He sucked in a breath and his eyes flew open.

He shuddered in his bed, sweat along his forehead. It was only a dream. He sat up and got out of the bed. He got dressed and made his way out to his kitchen, which he shared with another.

"Morning, Sakura," he smiled at the pink-haired woman. He and Sakura had gotten together a little while after they graduated high school.

Sakura responded around the same thing, except with a bit less happiness than him. Her pink hair slid over her shoulder as she tried to casually ask. "How long have we been together, Obito?" Obito knew what she was hinting at.

He didn't like it. He just shrugged. "Only a little while, perhaps, a year?" He didn't understand her constant hints toward marriage. He wasn't ready, and he might not ever be. "Well, I've got to go. See ya, Sakura." He waved a hand as he grabbed hold of a piece of toast.

He threw the toast in his mouth and went to his work. It wasn't exactly work. It was actually pretty easy. He was basically the janitor of a major corporation. He could never remember the name, but he did show up on time, usually.

He did his job. He mopped the floors, washed down the windows, and threw out the trash. It was around noon when Obito gazed to the clock on the wall. He had absolutely nothing to do now. He sighed softly.

He leaned up against the wall, and he stared out the window. This day was going so slow. He suddenly heard a voice and turned to it. "Come with me. The Leader wants to see you." A blond, uh, person said.

Obito tilted his head, but followed anyway. No one ever saw the boss, or whoever the Leader was. Leader was a strange way to call your boss, in Obito's opinion. He knew better to keep his mouth shut on the subject. Only a select few were able to be in the presence of the "Leader."

Obito soon made it to a room. He was forced in by his elbow, and the door instantly closed behind him. Obito's dark eyes traveled from the closed door to the person at the desk. He didn't expect what he saw. The man seemed to have ever inch of him pierced.

No wonder why it's rare to see him. Obito thought with unease. After he was told to sit, he did as the man instructed. He put his hands in his lap with a blank face. He couldn't tell if this person had a sense of humor, and he didn't need to lose this job.

It had took a while to even find someone that would take him, especially with the grades he got toward the end of his high school years. It was not entirely his fault, though, but that's for a different time.

Obito was tense. "Sir, you wanted to see me?"

"Yes." The tone of the voice made Obito almost cringe. It sounded like he was going to get fired. "I have an assignment for you."

Obito's mouth opened slightly. Alright, he didn't expect that. "O-Okay, what exactly do you want me to do? Vacuum the rugs?"

The man shook his head, orange hair swinging a bit with the movement. "Not exactly, have you heard of a Uchiha Itachi?"

Obito nodded once. He had been friends with Itachi since they were mere babies.

"You must eliminate him."

The ages are changed to fit in the story better, so please make sure you read the ages near the top of the page. And, guys, reviews are greatly appreciated! The chapters will get longer in future chapters, by the way. Well, later, then.