KRISH-un: Well, this is based on a drawing one of my friends made on DA. He has no art skills, but whatever (SORRY JEAN!) but his yaoi makes up for it.
WARNING!: THIS STORY CONTAINS SERIOUS TOBI! IF YOU DON'T LIKE SERIOUS TOBI, DO NOT READ!
Well, that's it, and I'm sorry for the late update on An Unexpected Adventure!
Remember: I don't own what you recognize!
Tobi sighed, gazing into the mirror he and his Senpai shared. Slowly, he peeled his cloak, and the fishnet shirt that was underneath it, off. He peered at his own upper body.
Large scars covered the whole right side of his chest. He ran his hand along one of the longer ones, stopping when his hand hit one of the screws that held him together. Again, he sighed. Why couldn't scars just GO AWAY!
He pulled off the familiar swirled mask that covered his face. He took a deep breath of air. Nothing was better than having that mask off. If only he could have it off. If only people didn't stare at him like he was a freak when he had it off. Wait reverse that. He WAS a freak.
He studied his face. His raven black hair went out in all direction above his heavily scared face. The ones from the rock continued onto the right side of his face, with more screws holding him together. His one good, onyx eye stared back at him. The other's eyelid was permanently shut, on account of the fact that it was sewn together. The scar that went from above his eyebrow to close to his nose was still there. He winced, thinking about the man who was now in possession of that eye. 'I still you, Kakashi-teme…' He thought.
It still hurt to think about the day of his 'death'. He remembered the fight he and Kakashi-teme had, and how bad he felt afterwards. But, more than anything, he remembered that damn rock.
The huge rock bore down onto his body, crushing him, hurting him. Rin screamed, "OBITO!" That damn rock shinobi laughed as tears started flowing down her face. Kakashi had just stood there staring in horror.
He remembered laughing a weak laugh, "Hey K-Kakashi-teme, I never gave you your present, did I?"
Kakashi glared at him, "You idiot. Don't talk about that now." That was when Obito noticed that his rival was crying too, from his one good eye. That was when he made his decision.
"Rin-chan." He had said, "Can you give my eye to Kakashi?"
Arashi-sensei had agreed to it, and the deed was done (He didn't want to think about the details, they still made him sick to this day), and Obito's world had faded to black.
He winced again, turning on the sink to wash his face. He took one last look at himself, then pulled his mask and shirt back on. He had one arm in a sleeve when his Senpai banged on the door, "Geez, Tobi, un! Hurry up!"
"Tobi's sorry, Senpai!" He yelled back, pulling his cloak all the way on. He stepped out, looking right into the blue eye of one very annoyed Iwa shinobi.
"Geez, you idiot, un!" Deidara groaned, pulling his fingers through his long bangs, "What were you doing in there, putting on makeup, un?"
Obito flopped on his bed, "Tobi is a good boy, Deidara-senpai! Tobi doesn't wear makeup!"
Deidara stared at him for a second, and then walked into the bathroom, muttering something that sounded like "Good boy, my ass!"
Obito lay back on his bed, 'On the inside, I may hurt,' He thought, 'But on the outside, Tobi's fine...'
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By the way, the drawing can be found by looking up 'ObiTobi forgotten' on DeviantART.