It was happening as he predicted. It was nearly 12:25, lunch time. He was sitting in english, and it was really just his luck, he had been paired with Rin and a few other students. He was getting irritable, he could feel the rage beginning. Everything she did fueled it. From her gum chewing, her lightly tapping her pencil, her voice as she asked the other group member's what they thought. He glared at the teacher for pairing him with her.
He was very close, very, very close to letting loose and yelling at her. Destroying her with words, making her crumple and cry. His monster was almost gone and in that class he couldn't drink it. It would steady him and he couldn't drink for another minute or two. He grit his teeth, glancing at the clock.
When he looked back at his group, they were staring at him expectantly.
"What?" he asked annoyed, his eyes narrowed.
"I said, what are your thoughts?" Rin asked, sighing and rolling her eyes.
He tensed, the wood of his pencil cracking as his fist closed around it. Just then, the bell rang, and just like that, he relaxed, Rin quickly packed her things and moved her desk back, leaving in a flurry. He sat there and smiled a minute, he hadn't lost it. He packed up his things slowly, turning his desk delicately so as not to make a lot of noise. Almost everyone had already left. He took his drink from his bag and put his earbuds in, walking out and taking a sip while turning his iPod on with his other hand. Apologize by Hollywood Undead came on as he strolled down the hall.
He was calmer now, the monster was working it's lovely magic. He was still crashing, but it was bearable with the monster. As usual, he was going to be late for hanging out at lunch with Kakashi and Rin. This time, he didn't mind, he needed to calm down anyway.
He reached the convertible just as Kakashi was starting it. He hopped in as Rin rolled her eyes. He had another goofy grin plastered on, this one real, he had come so close to letting her have it. The feeling of how great it would be to do so stuck with him for the rest of the day. Even when the two kissed, his mood was barely affected.
Obito was reliving the moment he had snapped at Rin.
They were trying to decide where to go for lunch. Rin was talking to Kakashi, saying things like 'I want to go where you want to go,' or 'I don't like that place,' or his real personal favorite, 'Don't let Obito choose, he eats disgusting things.' The last comment was when he lost it.
"You know Rin, just because I actually eat every day, doesn't mean it's disgusting."
Rin turned to look at him, her mouth hanging open before she looked to Kakashi as if expecting him to defend her. Kakashi only glanced at him in surprise, he thought he even saw a slight smirk on the other male's face.
"And you know what else?" he asked, he knew he was playing dangerously, but he couldn't help it.
"What Obito?" she asked annoyed and glaring at him.
"You do know what they say about girls who hang out with two guys at once, right?" and he grinned, a sadistic grin as her face turned from annoyance, to outrage, to hurt, and lastly, sobbing.
He didn't feel bad, but Kakashi had said, "That's enough Obito."
The black haired male didn't speak the rest of the day to either of them. He had felt good to tell her something like that. And it was true, people just didn't say it very loud, especially when Kakashi was around. They could never tell when something would set him off. Obito was slightly surprised he hadn't punched him right then or even when they go to their destination. He had simply gazed at him for a few minutes before following Rin inside.
At last, the school day ended, Kakashi dropped him off at his apartment, and he climbed the stairs wearily. The monster was beginning to wear off, his engergy was flagging. He had homework first though. Sitting in his room, at his desk, he took out his homework folder. He lifted his goggles and turned his iPod up. He had government work and social justice. It took about two hours, he was rubbing his eyes in tiredness. He wanted to nap, but knew it would be a bad idea.
He stood and stretched, taking off his button up and tossing it to the dirty clothes basket. As Never Enough by Five Finger Death Punch began, he went to his closet, opening the door as far as it would go, his pull-up bar was installed in the doorway. He did about fifteen before crouching and breathing hard, sweat covering his body. He grinned in satisfaction, taking his earbuds out and placing them on the shelf beside his bed with his iPod. He then went to the kitchen, dinner, a fantastic idea.
He made himself a bowl of cereal and stood at the counter eating. He thought of how great today had been. How much better it could be if only he had Kakashi.
He daydreamed about it a lot, he didn't understand what he saw in Rin. She was such a bitch. If he had Kakashi, she wouldn't be so obnoxious about it. He would be grateful to have someone so amamzing to call his own.
He stopped himself, thinking about it would only make him angry. He gazed around the kitchen, into the living room. He could watch tv for a few hours before going to bed. With a shrug, he washed his bowl and did just that.