The pressure of death and regret pulsed inside this dimension, showcasing the feelings of the originator of the dimension. His body crumpled on the leveled platforms, as he gasped for breath. The extraordinary chakra he once held in himself all but vanished. His world, the place he would always come to be utterly alone, began to crumble, tearing into itself as multiple black-holes form. Space and time ripping to shreds, and the single man felt it all.

Oddly, he was not about to die alone, no, he was accompanied by a single young women who bared an uncanny resemblances to someone that haunted him. Her bright knowing eyes and flaring green healing chakra. It made his chest clench painfully, he couldn't die alone the way he thought he deserved, no, he was about to drag another innocent life with him, even though he truly tried to be good in the end.

He tried to activate his sharigan, but with no chakra left in his body to barely move, he couldn't. He couldn't send her back, and he couldn't somehow save her from the mess he put her in. Her pink-hair fell forward as she hunched over his form as she attempted to heal him still, maybe in hopes of the chakra renewing some of his diminished chakra, giving him enough charge to get them both out of there. It was a futile fight, he knew this, she knew this, yet she did not give up.

It was almost sad to him how good he felt, with her warm chakra soothing his would-be aching body, lulling him into a false sense of relaxation. Then taking a single glance at her, her stiff body, how wide her eyes were, afraid of not seeing her friends and family again.

At least she had someone who knew her and loved her, but that didn't make the situation any less guilt-free for Obito.

"I am sorry," his rough voice uttered out, surprisingly quiet and weak. Her bright eyes snapped up to meet his single dark one. Her lips parted, as if she was about to speak again, but then closed. How should she respond to a man who was her enemy not too long ago? How should she respond to his apology? With a sincere smile and an 'it's not a problem? Highly unlikely.

"I have seen the lives of shinobi with truly broken souls, whether broken by themselves of others." He didn't know why he was telling her this, but he had never spoken to anyone about this. Of course, unknown to her, he was talking about the Akatsuki.

"In the end, many of them never got to redeem themselves. To know I was the own to push them to their deaths," he continued on, clearly not even speaking to her, just trying to get this one last regret off his chest.

"I lead them to their deaths, feeding them lies and manipulating them to my will," his voice cracked, as all the faces of the shinobi he enlisted, the lies he told them and how he controlled them. Maybe if he had been a good guy, he could have helped them, and bettered the shinobi world without using the Tsukiynomi Moon Plan.

The girl listened, her chakra dimming for a moment. He was feeling guilt, a burden heavier than most. She had the same burden, though it was to a lesser degree, she could only imagine the emotions he was feeling after realizing his mistakes and wrong-doings after all this time.

"Even now, I am dragging you down," he once again noticed her presence. His eyes were brimmed with sadness, it had its heart-wrenching effect on the girl. She was always to soft-hearted.

"I am sorry…" his voice slightly faded out, as his chest moved rapidly, trying to find air in this crumbling world. "Sakura."

He had heard her teammates and friends call her out more than once on the battlefield, it was such a painfully hackneyed name for a girl with pink hair.

Her green eyes penetrated his soul as she stared at him. Should she try and comfort him? Forgive him? Could see really bring herself to honestly forgive the man who had destroyed so much? Though, the integrity of his last words struck a chord in her. If Sasuke would only open up like this, with such honesty and emotion, she knew she would accept him, same with Naruto if he ever took a bad path.

Eyes locked onto each other, the girl broke from her healing stance, setting a hand on the man's shoulder and her other hand clasped around his larger hand, sending a smile. It of course didn't reach her eyes, for when death looms right behind you, it is almost impossible to be happy.

She would not think of him as the killer of many people, but a patient about to see his final seconds. A man who was the best friend of her Sensei, a comrade from Konoha, who had the will of fire brightly burning inside of them.

There were many other ways to see him with her more optimistic mind, the only thing tugging at her heart was the death she was about to face. She could already feel the air around her tighten and spread out and spiral into many shapes.

"I will help you Obito," it was a common lie healers whisper to their patients, to comfort and relax them. Obito probably knew this, and those aching words were so familiar to the words that came out of Rin's mouth. He closed his eyes for a final time, letting his body fall into the darkness, the emptiness that lay beneath his life. His memories flashed one more time, the most prominent were the memories of the Akatsuki. Perhaps they would find themselves in the afterlife, perhaps he could make amends.

As he took one last shuddering breath, he dived down to the darkness, an image of a green-eyed girl following him.

He was gone, so was his world. Sakura screamed as her very awake body felt the tearing of space and time. She felt everything yet felt nothing, she saw ever picture imagined, yet she was blinded.

Her mind was blank and full to the brim with memories.

What was going on, she had no clue. Trying to see clearly, she imagined her hands forming the tiger seal, one of the first seals she had ever learned. She didn't know if her hands actually came up and formed the seal, or if it was all in her head, but she concentrated on her chakra, trying to keep all her chakra channels flowing evenly even as she felt them spike violently.

She didn't know what good it would do her, but she felt trying to keep her body together is healthier then letting it be ripped apart by the dimensions of space and time.

It seemed forever she was holding the concentration she was famous for, even the pain she felt was another numbness surrounding her. The numbness consumed her body until all turned blank and her mind fell unconscious.

So, new story out along with Idiosyncratic (A SasoSaku Ficlet). This is a bit formed after my old, and not-at-all very well written Where did you go, Sakura? where Sakura is thrown back in time, it doesn't follow that plot-line at all, but I am using the back-in time AU as well as Sakura gathering up the Akatsuki to try and bring them to the good side.

I am not sure what pairings will be in there, but it will be subtle whatever it turns out to be. There will be hints of SasoSaku and ObiSaku, but who comes on top, no one knows.

Anyways, hope you enjoy, the first few chapters will all be released today, since it will be a lot of narrating and thinking and general introducing, so I'm not going to make you wait longer for that.

Hope you enjoy, and like always

I do not own Naruto or its characters.