Author's Note:

Supposedly a one shot… but then this baby decided to grow using my depression as water and my stress as sunlight.

Also, sorry for the readers of my other stories (How I Met Your Mother and Niji). My laptop decided to just screw it so I couldn't get passed through my password. I asked my uncle to fix it and a few weeks later he decided to 'fuck this shit' and erase everything.

Ugh, I lost 25 pages worth of both HIMYM and Niji combined, lost my KakaObi pictures (perks of being a fujoshi. Sexy, sexy pictures. Meeoow!) and my meme folder that I treasure and use for facebook debates. Oh, and my school work too but who cares about that, I passed my subjects anyway!

Lol, joke. I cried when I suddenly realized my hard work which is my school folder went bye-bye.

So much work…

Today is a Friday. Usually, teens in Obito and Iruka's age are out with their friends, having fun, but not these two. Currently they're in a cemetery, standing in front of a worn out well.

"What time did the grandma says the well would work?" asked the raven haired fifteen years old.

"Exactly nine in the evening," replied his brunette companion.

"Then why the fuck did you think it's a good idea to come here at six?"

"…I was excited."

With that said, Obito introduced his face to his palm. "I'll set up my phone's alarm then." The Uchiha mumbled.

Umino Iruka used to be a good apple. Back then, his teachers would always attach the words "kind", "polite", "disciplined" and "quiet" to his name. When he was younger, his neighbors would always praise the boy for being the perfect child he is. There was even a time when his parents would treat him to eat outside whenever he did something extraordinarily nice.

And there was a time that he had parents.

Umino Iruka is currently a bad apple. No, screw it, a rotten apple. His name is antonyms with "troublemaker", "little devil", "hell spawn" and, the elders' favorite, "devious little shit". His neighbors curse his whole existence. His caretakers would lecture him for hours about it.

Before, he was a lonely kid with a mother and a father that loves him well. Now, he's a prankster with an Uchiha defect for a best friend.

Today is a Friday and Obito is bored as hell. It has been two hours, which means there is still an hour to go before nine. In the span of those 120 minutes, the duo had played tick tack toe in the soil using a stick, truth or dare, I spy and the old classic, hide and seek, which wasn't as fun since they were in a creepy cemetery and the number of players are just two. An hour left and they had no more games to play. Bummer…

Uchiha Obito is an outcast. Despite trying his best to be friendly and open to other people, for some reason he was hated or ignored. He would always sit in the middle of his bed wondering why they would not like him. Is it because he was obnoxious? Was he really that loud? Was it because of his late habits? Or maybe all of the above? He doesn't know, and as he grew older, he didn't care.

As he grew older, he met Iruka Umino, the self-proclaimed Prankster King, and that was the time he did care. And that was also the time he learned that it wasn't okay to be just a background for people. It wasn't okay to be pushed around and be labeled as a worthless thing, like a weed. It wasn't okay to be treated like shit. So he did what the Prankster King told him to do: Mess with people.

Look out world, Obito "Black Sheep" Uchiha is ready to take over the universe with paint, feathers, tar and a bucket of water!

It is official, the Uchiha kid was going to die of boredom and Iruka would be the one to dig his grave, which isn't that hard since they're in a cemetery anyway.

"Iruka, m'bored," the raven haired teen whined.

His brunette friend scowled, "Shhh, be quiet." He said and then continued his weird ass staring contest with a tomb covered in tall grasses and moss. That weirdo, sadly, he's Obito's weirdo.

"Ughhhh," This is it. RIP Obito "The Magnificent" Uchiha, cause of death: Massive amounts of dullness.

Ding!

No wait; hold your shovels and roses, an imaginary light bulb lit and our resident Uchiha just had the most wonderful idea ever. It would definitely quench his thirst for some activity… Wait for it… He'll bother Iruka!

Eureka!

Thirty four minutes left till nine, the black sheep started poking the Umino kid with a stick.

Obito Uchiha was, and still is, a bullied teen. He doesn't know when it started but he suspects it was the time he tried talking to the newcomer, Kakashi Hatake, two years ago.

Kakashi Hatake was, and still is, a child prodigy. He was smart, efficient, logical and athletic. His father is rich, making him also rich. Girls flock over him like rabid vultures. When he arrived at their school, the teachers worship him like a saint. Basically, the teen was almost perfect. Something the Uchiha kid would die to be.

The Hatake kid used to live in America and because of his father's job; he had to move to Japan. Since Konoha High was the closest to their newly acquired house back then, his father decided to enroll him there. Poor Uchiha, if he only knew his nightmare in the flesh was going to arrive.

After their teacher, Minato Namikaze, introduced Kakashi to the class, the first person who dared to talk to him was none other than Obito. Little did he know that that was the biggest mistake of his entire life.

The silver haired child, who the teachers dubbed as an ' angel that was sent from the heavens', started to mock him, insult his name by adding words like "idiot", "retard", trip him in the middle of class and the worst of all, the signature "Don't tell this to anyone or I'll do worse" speech in every end of these 'meetings'.

He doesn't know why Kakashi does what he does, but the raven haired teen suspected it was because of his unusual talent of making people hate him that caused it.

At first, the bullying was light, but as the two teenagers grew older, Kakashi became rougher. The silver haired teen would put trash in his bag, would order him to be his personal slave for a week, would tell him meaner things like him being his family's mistake, would push him randomly in the hall, and so on and so forth. There were just too many things to list, the poor battered black sheep stopped writing.

There was even a time when everything was just too much to handle that he considered suicide. He was nearly there until he thought of the people that would attend his funeral. His parents are dead, so cross that off, his relatives are just cold bastards and would probably think good riddance, and the only friend he has is Iruka.

Iruka Umino

If he dies, Iruka would be devastated. The Prankster King would be lonely once again and he couldn't let that happen to his only friend. With the thought of Iruka in his mind, he refrains from putting his head in the necklace of rope.

Exactly fifteen minutes left and the raven haired sat, unmoving, while staring at his best friend with hawk-like eyes. "Why aren't you annoyed?" He asked with a frustrated huff.

Iruka chuckled at his friend's question like it was the dumbest thing to ask. "Being with you is troublesome. I'm practically immune." The Uchiha glared but he didn't counter the statement. He knew, deep in his mind, that his companion was right anyway.

After that momentary break from silence, the two didn't talk any further and chose to ponder inside of their heads. Five minutes have gone by, Iruka decided to ask a sensitive question that was plaguing his thoughts earlier. "What do you want to wish for, Obito?"

The black sheep's face was passive and his voice was monotonous when he said he wanted to be as good as everybody else. Being the best friend of the dead last has its perks though as Iruka could tell his partner in crime was lying. The brunette decided to ask the same thing again, hoping that his friend gets the hint. Fortunately, Obito did. The Uchiha sighed dejectedly before he replied.

The raven haired kid ran as fast as he can when his silver haired bully finally left. Today was rough as Kakashi decided that he did poorly with his given task. His classmate punched him in the stomach, but that was not what hurt him the most. No, it was the word that was said to him. The other boy said a lot of hurtful words mind you. It was okay due to the fact that those words were already drilled inside the Uchiha's skull. He wasn't ready though when Kakashi told him that he was a black sheep through and through.

That made him think.

He doesn't like thinking when he just got beaten up.

It depresses him.

He held back his tears as his feet carried him to the forest part of Konoha. He was once been told that he was an 'imbecile' by his cousins, his uncles told him that he was an 'idiot' and 'no good', his aunts (except for Aunt Mikoto, she's a Goddess) whispered about him being 'worthless' on his back and his other classmates told him many things raging from 'loser' to 'dork' but never did a person call him a 'black sheep' before. For some it may not be as good of an insult as imbecile, but for him it meant many things.

Is Kakashi implying he was an outcast? That he doesn't deserve to be a part of his own family? That he doesn't belong to this place? Probably. His bully even told him to be ashamed. That's like saying that you should be disgusted with yourself because you were born that way. That's like telling the sheep with coal colored locks to dye his hair white just to fit in. Fitting in. How do you dye the wool white?

As he ran inside the land infested with trees, his first tear broke and the next thing he knew it wouldn't stop even if his vision went blurry. Because of that, he accidentally hit on something soft and his butt made contact with the grass.

"I'm sorry." A female voice said and if Obito was asked to describe the girl's tone, he would answer with spring. It was soft like those newly bloomed flowers and warm like the season itself. It was welcoming, like spring. When obito finally had the time to process what the sweet voice said, he wondered why the girl was apologizing. It was his fault he was crying while running in the first place!

He stood up and brushed his pants. He scrubbed his eyes with his dirty hands and gave his best fake grin. "I'm the one who's supposed to apolo…gize…."

Holy hell! The girl's an angel!

Obito gaped like a fish out of water. In the appearance of the beautiful short haired brunette, his mind turned messy, his voice stopped working, his palms was sweaty, and his stomach feels like a flock of crows flew and did a loop in it. He looks stupid honestly but his thoughts were so jumbled he didn't even notice.

The girl giggled. "You're funny. What's your name?"

Obito messes up a lot of first impressions, fortunately, he didn't messed this up… he thinks. "O-obito. Obito Uchiha." He said. His eyes were still wide.

"Okay, Obito. My name is Rin. Rin Nohara."

And that folks is how Obito first met Rin, one of the three people in Konoha that actually notices his value of being a person. The girl he had hoped he will meet in the future that apparently was sooner. The girl of his dreams…

"Oh my god, look Obito! Look how awesome he is. He answered the really hard math problem!"

… and Kakashi had to ruin it for him.

"I want Rin to notice my feelings for her. How 'bout you?"

"I just want to talk to my parents for one last time."

Both of the boys went silent as the words echoed in their heads. They reflected on what it meant. Suddenly, the duo laughed.

"Kami, that was depressing! Let's not do that again!" Iruka exclaimed with a huge grin. Obito couldn't suppress his laughter as he bobbed his head up and down.

Ring Ring Ring

"It's finally time," Obito whispered as he looks at his phone. "It's exactly nine in the evening."

The Well Spirit's name is actually Yume. She used to be one of Faith's right hand women but after rebelling due to one of her colleague's influence, she was exiled to grant wishes inside a well. She's made the well her home for about fifty years… estimated. It's hard to count your days inside that thing when you can't even see the sun or the stars.

It's been thirty years (again, she thinks it might have been thirty years) that the first and last person made contact with her and made a wish. That person was a female going on her forties. Her husband just died and she didn't have a child, so she wished to have a son. Her wish was granted. Now the spirit only needs ninety nine wishes more to be set free. Once she's out, she would turn into a human.

"What time did the grandma says the well would work?"

"Exactly nine in the evening."

"Then why the fuck did you think it's a good idea to come here at six?"

"…I was excited."

There was a loud smack. "I'll set up my phone's alarm then."

Huh, it's been a long time since she heard voices near her well. The Spirit thought as she chuckled while listening to the two boys bicker.

"Let's play tick tack toe. Go find a stick."

"But we're in a cemetery. It's scary in here."

"It's your fault we're here early in the first place! Go find a stick!"

"Okay, okay. Sheesh." Then the boy whispered. "Want a stick? It's right up in your ass."

"What was that?"

"Nothin'."

Author's Note:

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