AN: I do not own Naruto blah, blah, blah we get it. I also wrote this on the car on my phone sorry if its a bit wonky. I'll also be leaving warnings on each chapter so you get a heads up.

Warning: there is no warning.

Damp, that is the word I would use to describe this weather here in the hidden leaf village. I woke up before sunrise like I usually do before all the bullying from my fellow clans men begins. Before anyones awake.

I got out the bed dressed in my favorite orange pajamas, the Uchiha clan emblem sown proudly in the middle of my back. I trudged to the bathroom in the hallway to pull myself together and to get dressed, before leaving I remembered to look into the mirror and slap on my famous fake smile.

Opening the front door I checked for any sign of my fellow clans men none so far being to early. I was grateful for that I don't think I could handle any jeers at my incompetence. The fresh air was as always seemed to calm me of my nerves as I walked out the compound. It is there were I found my favorite bench to rest on the same one I found myself on every morning.

'What am even doing here?' I asked myself. 'Its not like team seven will be meeting today anyways all of them being to "busy" to meet up.'

I felt my head start to nod off as I laid my head against the bench having not gotten enough sleep.

I don't know how long I stayed there, but when I came to I found myself laying on my arms drool dripping down my mouth. I sat up with a yawn and looked about myself the streets were bustling with people moving about their usual business not bothering with the boy laying on the bench.

I pushed myself off the bench and stretched out my aching muscles until I heard a satisfying pop in my spine. At that moment my poor stomach decided to make known its displeasure.

'I wonder if Ichimaru's is open.'

With food on my mind I made my way to the noodle shop with a skip in my step and that fake smile of my mine plastered on my face.

I entered the shop and greeted old man Ichimaru himself. He took my order of pork noodle soup and when he brought it to my table I at it with gusto.

After an hour of slurping noodles down my throat, the tingle of the entrance bell rang.

I tilted my head up and in came a man I've never seen before. Like I know I'm not the most observant person ever, but this guy had blue hair, and not that ocean blue, it was a dark midnight like blue except on the lighter side, and his eyes, God don't get me started on his eyes, they were an olive green and had no pupils.

He came in dressed in a shabby blue shirt and mud brown pants, he also wore knee high boots with a lot of laces and buckles.

Old man Ichimaru rushed over to greet the mysterious man with a bow of respect the man greeted him back. I didn't want to listen to their conversation, but my ninja training just seemed to kick; I also had a really bad vibe coming from this guy.

'How might I help young man?' asked Ichimaru curiously.

'Are you Ichimaru?' asked the man with his melodious voice.

Ichimaru replied with a nod and a smile.

'Good cause I'm looking for job please.'

'I don't know.'

'Please, sire I'll even work minimum wage.'

'Alright.'

'Thank you sir I can start working tomorrow morning.'

'By the way what is your name?'

'You may just call me Zodiak.'

'Zodiak, huh, that is a strange name well you are welcome to start tomorrow.'

'Thank you, I won't disappoint.' with that said the man turned on his heels and walked out the door.

My mind was still on that guy and his strangeness and knew in my bones that something was strange about him. With that on my mind I dropped money on the counter and rushed out the door to follow the strange man, I truly wanted to find out more even if it was going to kill me.

AN: Looks like Obito has a mystery case to follow and no he does not fall in love with Zodiak. What up till the next chapter to see what happens next. Remember to review and I don't care if you flame cause I wrote this for the love of writing. Thanks.