Binas: Just for a side note, the flowers chosen for the get well gift are going by their Japanese names to point out what meanings that should be looked at. After all, some flowers do have different meanings in different cultures. Like how yellow roses AKA Kiiroibara mean friendship in Western Culture, yet mean jealousy in Japanese Culture. So yeah, there's the heads up.

Sorry for any OCCness, I am featuring more characters in this chapter and I have never really written them before, outside of some unpublished works that are sitting on my computer doing nothing. If anyone can help with that, please let me know and I will try to fix it in later chapters as what goes on is very crucial for the plot.

Also, 15Stepsdown I hope you get better soon. I wish you a speedy recovery.

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Guest Chapter 2; July 17th, 2016: Well that's why I put it there aside from being a symbol of power differences. You'll see in this chapter what happens with Tobi/Madara and Deidara… It will be quite the plot twist AND a mind screw. Not only that, it will raise the stakes even further.

Guest Chapter 1; July 17th, 2016: Sass is what I do best. It is one of my staples aside from slap stick and awkward/bizarre/outlandish scenarios.

Tutu and Parodox009: Glad you like the story so far. And I will do my best.

MsMJ: Glad to see you around. :D I wasn't expecting the popularity rise like I said. Normally my stories are left to the wayside in favor for… Other things… Yeah, I can't put that tactfully. I swear I am the least tactful person on Earth. And that's my style. I like the action to start right away. No pointless filler. Even my filler has purpose in terms of developing characters and providing perspectives. My knowledge on Naruto pretty much is very limited from the Pain Arc onward aside from Chakra originating from the Shinju Tree and Kaguya eating said tree's forbidden fruit (remind you of something) and Sasuke getting the Rinnegan in one of his eyes (which he does not deserve after frustrating me with some very, very poor choices that even DEAN wouldn't make like going willing to a pedophile for power). I will continue as much as I can. Not sure how far I can continue until my ADHD kicks in and drags me into something else that catches my Autism's attention. Yes, I personified them, just like how Inside Out personified emotions.

Interviner: Yup and the heat will continue to rise. Manipulation will only get one so far and it does not always work on an angel who is programmed to protect. In this chapter, things will be solidified. Also, if what happens late in the chapter is anything to go by, I think you can easily guess how Inoichi will react. But at the same time, I think only humans and demons like Crowley were unable to view an angel's true form. So I am unsure what would happen if a mass of sapient energy in the form of an animal were to lay eyes on Cass's true form. Though, Kurama is only truly terrified of Madara if I remember correctly.

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Shikamaru Nara laid on the grassy plains of his clan's forest, watching the clouds roll along above the canopy made of tree leaves. The deer rustled the nearby grass and bushes as the little ones played and the older, male ones wrestled for dominance and mates. It was very relaxing to say the least. It gave the young Nara enough peace to reflect on everything that had happened during the week.

First was the attempt to apprehend the two Akatsuki Members, Hidan and Kakuzu, for entering the Land of Fire and murdering almost everyone in the temple just for a bounty. It almost led to the death Asuma, which was something that devastated Shikamaru. As much as he wanted to go out and do something to get revenge for Hidan nearly taking Asuma's life, there was nothing he could do. The one who intervened and saved his sensei left Hidan's status very ambiguous. Was he still alive? Was he dead? Had he suddenly had his memories erased? At this point, with all the powerful things that Castiel did, it would not surprise him if he left the man in eternal sleep. However, he had shown no intentions of killing Hidan.

In the end, Shikamaru was just glad to still have his sensei, cigarettes and all, despite how the smoke made his eyes water and the scent was a bit gross. He let his mind wander back to the moment his sensei woke up approximately three and a half days after he was brought back unconscious.

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Flashback… Hospital Room…

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The spiky ponytail wearing Nara set down a banquet that was handcrafted by Ino. The flowers that composed the main part were buruberu, white tsubaki, purplish-blue ayame, and hinagiku. The wrapping for the banquet was white with a green band decorated in kuroba.

It had been a couple of days since he was admitted into the hospital, yet he showed no signs of waking up and that troubled Shikamaru. What if Asuma was in an eternal dream state, a vegetable at worst, doomed to never walk among the living? Dark thoughts and questions like that buzzed in the young genius's mind.

"I'm not sure if you can hear me, but, uh," Shikamaru said, feeling a bit weirded out, "Please wake up soon."

Shikamaru's face contorted into a cringe, obviously not liking how his words just came out. It just sounded way too cheesy and silly. Childish, even.

"Okay, that sounded a lot better in my head." Shikamaru verbally admitted before sighing. "This is so troublesome…"

"Maybe it wouldn't be if you didn't think about it so much." A familiar voice chuckled.

Shikamaru perked up. Asuma was laying there, looking a bit drowsy with a small smile on his visage, clearly showing that he heard his student's attempt at talking to an unconscious person.

"Asuma…"

"Hey there. Looks like I was out for quite a while."

"About three days."

"Looks like we were pretty lucky that that guy showed up when he did, huh?"

Shikamaru couldn't agree more. But still, everything from that day haunted him. He couldn't even go to sleep without picturing the Homicidal Maniac's face. His heart burned with the urge to do something that would put the asshole in his place.

"You're thinking about Hidan, aren't you?"

"He nearly killed you, Asuma!" Shikamaru said, trying to keep his emotions in check. "And I know he wouldn't be just satisfied with our team. He could harm many more innocent people on top of the others he has claimed. I have to do something about it."

"Shikamaru, it is normal to feel the need to take revenge, but at this point there is nothing anyone can do." Asuma consulted. "From what I do remember, he was knocked out and we won't be able to find him for the time being, so there is no point in plotting to kill him at this time."

"Are you saying we just let him go free?!"

"No, I am saying is that we wait and better ourselves." Asuma corrected. "When he shows up again, we will know how to deal with him. His partner is a bit iffy, but with a mind like yours, there is no doubt that we will overcome the obstacles."

Shikamaru thought on those words. It was very true. They had no idea of the psycho's current location and status. And in a way, it gave them indefinite time to prepare for their next encounter, to develop strategies that would hinder the immortal killer or better, kill him off for good. And as much as he wasn't very fond of the idea, there were things that this generation's Ino-Shika-Cho trio needed to work on. In Shikamaru's case, it was his stamina, which was pretty lacking and was a liability. For Choji, it was his self-confidence. And for Ino, she had to refine the skills she had and make them even better than they already were. As much as Choji would most likely want to gorge himself at the BBQ, Ino doing whatever troublesome women like her did, and Shikamaru playing Shogi and watching clouds, there was no chance, even if hell froze over, that they would be able to get out of the mess that they fell in. They had to improve, they had to get better as a team, together as friends.

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End of Flashback… Interrogation and Torture Facility…

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"Okay, put him over here."

Inoichi placed Deidara's body in the wooden chair and laced straps onto his wrists and ankles, which had chakra suppression seals etched into them. As extra precaution to go along with removing any and all weapons (including his clay), they sewed the extra two visible mouths shut as they found he had a third one on his chest that was already sewed. They didn't need him escaping and demolishing the Hidden Leaf like he demolished the Hidden Stone with his kekkei genkai: Explosion Style.

Ibiki Morino, the head of the Hidden Leaf Village Interrogation and Torture Force, looked down at his new interrogee, a bit surprised that he was looking at the sleeping form of an Akatsuki Member.

"Well this isn't a sight that you see every day." Ibiki stated with a bit of a sadistic smirk. "An S-Rank criminal getting captured. This should be fun."

"So what extraction method will we be using?" Inoichi asked.

"Well, since we are a bit lucky," Ibiki began, his smile not leaving his face, "I think a little mind probing won't hurt our guest all too much."

Inoichi stepped forth, and used the same jutsu he used on Izumo to delve into the terrorist bomber's mind. What he found was absolutely shocking. His mind had been scrubbed clean of almost everything, but his name, basic likes (sculpting which was rather expected and a dish called bakudon), basic dislikes (rice pilaf and people who are either obnoxious or those who have no appreciation for the beauty of the art he makes), how to use his chakra and jutsu, and base personality (hot temper, passionate about art, etc.). Inoichi quickly drew away with urgency twinkling in his eyes.

"Ibiki, we have a problem."

Ibiki quirked an eyebrow at that statement. "What kind of problem?"

"Looks like my team's original target, Castiel, wiped his memories. Not even I am able to retrieve them with my jutsu."

With that said, things had become a whole lot more difficult. Not only had they lost the chance of gaining more information on the mysterious Castiel, they lost the bonus of gaining new information on the Akatsuki, which still held onto its major threat status due to them kidnapping Jinchuriki like Naruto and Gaara (and at this time, they had no clue why they wanted to capture them, but from what they knew, it couldn't be good).

"Alert the Hokage of this development." Ibiki ordered a random bystander, "This has become a very serious matter and requires her attention immediately."

"Yes, sir." The bystander said and rushed off.

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Tsunade couldn't believe what she was being told. What had been considered icing on the cake (without the cake) turned out to be all but real. It really made her frustrated. The only possible good that could come out of this was one less Akatsuki Member to worry about since they could now dictate the fate of the one they held and there was very little chance of him rushing off due to the blank slate he had become.

On another note, the whole situation surrounding Castiel had become more serious than what it was originally, which wasn't much. Tsunade had no idea what to think about the cards that have been dealt to her and her village. First of all, there was the fact he was pretty much aimlessly wandering off where the previous generation Ino-Shika-Cho team found Deidara and the numerous sightings in various poverty stricken villages was anything to go by. With his power set, he could theoretically deal massive damage to the shinobi nations and all of its inhabitants. Second, was the fact that the Akatsuki had taken interest in him. Anything involving that infamous group of S-Class criminals always went downhill like the time when they kidnapped the Kazekage, Gaara. The teenage leader of the Hidden Sand Village had died in their grimy hands and was brought back thanks to Chiyo's life giving jutsu that required her to sacrifice her own life.

'What are we going to do?' Tsunade thought, 'Without any information that is actually useful, we are pretty much sitting ducks. I just wish that somebody will tell me what is needed in so I can protect this village.'

Tsunade sighed and took a swig of her sake. This situation was giving her a massive headache and it had yet to become a report for filing. She could only imagine how badly this will hurt her brain later.

"Why can't this be any simpler?" Tsunade groaned.

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"Another one of us has gone Nine Tails!"

"Quick!"

Without any time spared, one of Naruto's two hundred shadow clones had been pinned to the ground by Yamato's Wood Style: Foo Dog Heads, which caused a pillar of wood to do the pinning part thanks to the kanji for the word "Sit" on Yamato's hand and the necklace that Naruto had been given to him by Tsunade three years ago in a gambling that involved him learning the rasengan.

Once the clone had been pinned, it went out with a "poof", sending whatever it could remember before losing himself to the Nine Tailed Fox's recent attempt in trying to escape the seal back to the original Naruto.

Yamato sweated as he released his jutsu for the moment. That had to have been the fifteenth clone (maybe more) he had to suppress. He was nearing the point of collapsing due to the amount of chakra he had expended each time.

"Naruto, let's stop for today." Kakashi, who had gotten out of the hospital around the time Team Seven had returned, said as he read through his adult romance novel called "Make Out Tactics" (which was made by Jiraiya, the one and only super pervert). "I don't think Yamato can handle another shadow clone losing control."

"Aw come on!" Naruto said as his clone yelled in protest. "We're getting so close to combining my Wind Style with the rasengan! I know I can do it!"

"I'm sure you can," Kakashi stated, not looking up from his book at all, "But that progress could be lost if something happens, like say, you pass out for a week."

"You know that it will take more than this to make me pass out!"

"Take a break for a while and at least give Yamato a chance to rest. We can't afford to have him being in the hospital due to chakra exhaustion either."

Naruto frowned as he dispelled his shadow clones, gaining a headache from the onrush of hundreds of memories bombarding him all at once. With that, he went off with a chakra enhanced leap, leaving both Yamato and Kakashi behind in the training area. Yamato fell over, thoroughly exhausted, leaving Kakashi alone with his dirty book.

'He'll get over it…' Kakashi sighed in his head. 'In a few hours, he will be asking if Yamato's done resting. Now where, was I...? Oh… Heehee…' Kakashi had gained a slight nosebleed right under his mask.

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Castiel kept vigilance of his surroundings. Ever since those two men dressed in black robes with red clouds ambushed him, he could not afford drawing more attention than he already acquired. Sure he still healed those in need and visited several small villages like Uree-mura from time to time, but he still kept himself as invisible as a misplaced angel could be.

'The inhabitants here are starting to come after me, too.' Castiel thought. 'At least I can deal with them temporarily, but it won't be before long someone else tries to capture me.'

Castiel couldn't help but snort a tiny bit. From what he had seen and heard others think, the entire population, as he knew, knew absolutely nothing about angels, demons, and the likes. In some ways that was good, but he couldn't help but be slightly offended that they forgot what angels were. Then again, he wasn't sure if this was more offensive than the silly depictions on the First Earth of his kind.

However, he did learn that there were many powerful things that did perk a bit of interest. First were the Jinchuriki, which appeared to be humans that had been sacrificed to become vessels of demonic energy (which had taken shapes of animals and animal hybrids) with full control until something provokes the energy within. It was in fact, actually kind of practical yet kinda not considering how much damage the energy does on their psyche and how they are treated by society.

Second was the nearly extinct Sharingan, a "dojutsu" as they called it, that caused the wielder's irises to turn red with between one to three tomoe in each eye. From what he gathered, the eye could copy movements, see masses of energy, and learn any technique with one look. Castiel would have to note to warn anyone with this ability not to try to look at his Grace with those eyes. Blindness or death would be imminent if they did.

Third was the Byakugan, another dojutsu, which caused babies to be born with pupil-less pale grayish-white irises. This differed through the fact it could see energy pathways, see a near 360 degrees around the wielder, and see through objects not shrouded by an illusion or a seal. Again, he was definitely going to warn the wielders not to try to look at his Grace.

'How many eye related powers do these humans have?' Castiel thought. 'Hopefully no other mutations bestow abilities that could potentially cause them harm from merely looking at me.'

Suddenly, Castiel sensed another presence. One all too familiar as he had thrown the moron. However, at the same time, he could feel that one of the masks disappeared, leaving arguably only one.

"Don't try hiding yourself," Castiel began, "I know you are there."

The sound of clapping rang through the area as Tobi, who was now going by Madara, stepped out of the shadows.

"Your skills impress me, Castiel." Madara complimented.

"Flattering me won't do you any good." Castiel stated very flatly.

"True, but that fact is still worth noting for the future." Madara leaned against a dead tree that was littered in cuts and burns. "Now tell me, why have you been interfering with the Akatsuki?"

"I have no plans to interfere with anything." Castiel pointed out. "I only stopped one person in order to protect a child from a barbaric slaughtering. You and Deidara merely initiated a fight with me."

Even though he could not see it, Castiel knew Madara had raised an eyebrow. He probably did not expect him to say anything among those lines at all. That proved that this Madara was assuming things about him. He just hoped he didn't assume anything ridiculous like he would have when under his Tobi persona.

"Interesting." Madara said. "Now tell me, you said you were trying to protect a child. Why were you so interested in his survival?"

"He was a child; and children have the right to live their lives without fearing Death's touch. Hidan was going to take that away from him."

"How incredibly naïve you are to say that. Death cannot be stopped; it is a part of an endless cycle that will never cease."

"And I know that, but children still should not know what it feels like to fear Death."

"In a way, that is very true, but in this case, even the babies know the feeling what death being near is like. However, I do plan to rectify it and make that a thing of the past."

"What do you mean?" Castiel was starting to not like where this conversation was going.

"I have a weapon in the process of being completed. It will make primitive emotions like fear a thing of the past. It will be the answer to a solvable portion of death: war. Without war, death won't be as common as everyone will be too happy in their own worlds to even care about their fears of death, jealousy, corruption, and greed."

During this long winded and boring monologue, Castiel got a clear read of what details were involved thanks to his angelic telepathy. Madara was planning to trap everyone in a dream world by using the tailed beasts to summon a giant statue and fuse with it so he could cast an illusion on the moon. It was an insane plan. An insane plan that removed something that was very special and unique to every single human in existence: free will. Even Castiel himself couldn't experience the full potential of this power that all humans held.

Filled with anger, Castiel pinned Madara to a tree with his telekinesis and got right in his face.

"Don't you dare go through with that plan." Castiel hissed.

"And let everyone suffer from their fears?" Madara asked. "How heartless could you be? Humanity is crying from the pain of fear and war! I want to put an end to it so no one has to feel sad, angry, or hate ever again!"

"At the cost of losing free will?" Castiel retorted. "You are the heartless one for plotting at removing it! My Father gave it you as a gift and you're willing to throw it away!"

Time froze around the two. Castiel was righteously furious, a very, very rare sight for someone who struggles with human emotions. Madara breathed heavily as his ears rang a bit. In the moment that the angel in front of him snapped, he felt an incomprehensible power that overwhelmed his own wash over him, causing his ears to pop and a wave of dizziness took over. Despite the dizziness, he could make out a pair of translucent wings emerging behind Castiel. At that moment, he realized what he had just come into contact with: someone who was definitely not to be angered, not matter what.

"They will retain their free will, I assure you that they will." Madara coughed.

"But that free will wouldn't be real." Castiel replied, still frowning. "It would only be within a world you control, thus meaning you control their will, not themselves."

Madara didn't reply. Either he was having trouble breathing, or he had nothing to defend himself with. Thinking it was the former, Castiel began to remove his telepathic grip when Madara began screaming. Then it dawned Castiel, he had been distracted by Madara's little plan to check if he held one of those dojutsu under his mask. Castiel made the mask combust to reveal a heavily scarred face with only one eye. An eye that was bleeding and now blind.

"That wasn't a very smart move, Madara." Castiel stated. "Just like I suspected, your Sharingan can view a glimpse of my true form. Humans cannot see it without suffering the consequences you are experiencing or worse."

"What do you mean worse?" Madara asked as he clutched his eye, trying to stop the bleeding.

"You could have died." Castiel replied with little emotion.

"How can you say that so nonchalantly?!"

"My people skills are rusty."

Madara winced, not believing what he was hearing at all. He reached his free hand out, trying to sense where he was with his sense of touch instead of sight. It proved as a big challenge as all he felt was the ground around him.

"No, no, NO!" Madara muttered to himself in horror. "This can't be happening!"

And with that one little phrase and string of fragments, the mask of Madara fell, leaving one final mask: the mask of nothing. Because this was the man's last mask, Castiel could be for certain as to who this man truly was: Obito Uchiha, an orphan who was adopted by two others in his family. He was tardy for everything due to his kind heart. He was willing to help anyone who needed it, even when his own well being was on the line and held a strong moral compass (which was now broken). Obito was also the one who gave up his left eye to someone who he once considered a friend when he thought he was going to die from being crushed by a massive boulder only to be rescued by the real Madara Uchiha.

Obito kept on stressing on all of the mistakes that had piled up in this one encounter. This included ticking off what he assumed was a really super powerful shinobi, becoming blind from trying to put the same guy in a genjutsu so he could control him, and a long list of other things he had probably missed. All in all, this was the one moment where he failed to act like Madara and traits of his old, dead, original personality leaked through the cracks.

Castiel looked down at the sobbing mess of a man that was sitting against the tree, unable to see the world around him. He knew that even if he wasn't an angel, he would still be able to tell that Obito heavily relied on his one remaining eye.

As Obito kept going on with yet another long winded amount of dialogue, Castiel began studying the man's mind some more and found why the Uchiha was so focused on this plan despite the numerous times he had told him that the plan was abysmal. The girl that Obito was talking about had been killed by his best friend, Kakashi, during an encounter with Hidden Mist ninjas. In Obito's memory, it appeared that Rin Nohara was just standing there, making it look like it was intentional despite the horrified look on Kakashi's face. Castiel would have tried to restore the memory (he knew it had been altered), but he had no firm knowledge of what had happened due to not having been present at the time.

"-Are you even listening to me?!" Obito called out, snapping Castiel out of his little "mind reading" session.

"Sorry," Castiel began. "I was reading your memories."

"What?!" Obito exclaimed, feeling very uncomfortable and a bit violated. "That's really rude!"

"I was not aware that it was." Castiel stated calmly. "I figured that it would be more informative as to why you are so insistent on going through with that idiotic plan."

Obito groaned as he face palmed. This guy was more than just "rusty", he was cringe worthily bad at interacting with others.

"I now know why exactly." Castiel continued. "You miss your crush, Rin Nohara."

"What gave that away?" Obito sarcastically asked with a hint of bitterness. "My long monologue that you didn't bother listening to?"

"No." Castiel said. "I paid no attention to it because it was not insightful. I found out by reading your mind."

"You're an ass, you know that?" Obito asked flatly.

"I fail to understand why you think name calling will garner anything of value."

Obito sighed and said, "You know what, I'm out of here."

Obito felt the ground around him with his foot and began to steadily try to find his way around. He so did not want to deal with this anymore. He was now blind thanks to Castiel and needed to find a suitable replacement eye, one preferably with the Mangekyo Sharingan, a rare form of the Sharingan that was assumingly formed when one someone close (i.e. a friend or family member) dies right in front of you. He didn't want to deal with the hassle of putting oneself into a genjutsu. It was after all a very tedious procedure that could be difficult to not only begin, but to end. The Eye of the Moon Plan must go on, regardless of this massive set back.

Obito nearly tripped over a rock, but managed to catch himself with what little balance he had in that moment. Castiel watched as he stumbled about, not even batting an eye at how ridiculous he looked tripping on small rocks and roots. Obviously there was no stopping the man from doing whatever he could within his power to launch his plan, even if it meant killing himself. It was really pathetic to say at the least.

"Stop, Obito."

"Why, so you can gloat on how you barely lifted a finger when you defeated me?" Obito snarked. "You do realize that will do you no good."

"You would do anything to go through with that poorly thought out plan?"

Obito rolled his blind eye, getting kind of tired of Castiel calling the Eye of the Moon Plan stupid and ill formed. It was rather insulting considering it was devised by the real Madara Uchiha and was the best shot he had at making the world a better place and reuniting with Rin.

"Yes, and even me being blind won't stop me from doing what it takes to go through with it." Obito stated with determination. "I will even give up my life to do it, after all, that's what heroes do."

Castiel tilted his head in a puppy dog fashion, confused greatly by the man's logic. A plan that involved removing free will to save the world from the evils of war and fear being hailed as heroic. There was no logic to be found from an angel's point of view. It was just messed up. Something that could have been fixed if a new garrison had been placed to protect this Earth. Sure, it would still have the unfortunate things like fear and war, but there would have been something that Castiel had only seen once: hope and faith. It was the farmer that found him who displayed a bit of it, but in the grand scheme of things, he was smaller than a percentage of the population. This world had lost hope and faith and it was jarring.

"Even if I could bring Rin back to life?"

Obito scoffed as he crossed his arms. There was only one way he knew that people could be brought back to life, and it was not pretty (mainly for the human sacrifice required). It was called Edo Tensei AKA Summoning Jutsu: Reanimation, basically a zombie reincarnation jutsu that came in two forms: partial free will and no free will, both displaying what Castiel was against.

'If he does what I think he is going to do, then he is a massive hypocrite…'

"I might think about it. How do you plan on doing it?" Obito asked before following up with the sarcastic add on of "Need me to bring you a human sacrifice? I've got plenty."

"I only need her remains." Castiel replied flatly, missing the sarcasm completely.

Obito was taken back by that. A technique that resurrected a person with only their remains was unheard of. Sure, there was that one Rinnegan ability that allowed the user to sacrifice themselves to bring back life to an indefinite amount of bodies, but those bodies were still fully intact. Rin was practically bones right now. Shivers went down his at the images that appeared in his head.

"Please tell me nothing creepy or weird will happen." Obito said.

"I assure you, she will not be a walking skeleton." Castiel said, earning a pointed look from Obito. "Oh, Sorry."

"I know where she is buried, but I kind of need to be able to see to find the location." Obito stated.

Obito then felt Castiel's hand touch his forehead, followed by a burst of warmth in his face, causing him to close his one eye. A few moments later he stopped and looked around, amazed by the clarity that his eyes had not had in a very long time. What surprised him was that he had his left eye back. His hand went to it, touching it gently and realizing the massive scare was also gone, unable to believe what was going after all that had happened so far.

Once the formerly scar-faced Uchiha was done being mesmerized by the latest turn of events, he led Castiel where he had buried Rin. It only took about one hour to reach the location. Obito made a pair of shovels with his Wood Style and handed one to the angel. With that they began digging. After approximately twenty minutes of fast paced digging, Rin's bones were revealed. Obito gave a sad look as the moment where she died replayed in his mind. It was truly depressing. Despite this, he still removed every single bone he could find and placed them in roughly the same position they would be if she were lying down.

"I don't expect you to change your mind about that plan of yours," Castiel began as he kneeled next to Rin's bones, "But please do try to consider it."

Castiel placed a hand on Rin's skull and a white light emitted all around the skeleton. Obito squinted his eyes as he watched in awe. He witnessed muscles and veins rebuilding themselves, organs reforming, skin migrating over the reconstructed tissues, and brown hair growing back to its former length. What did not come back were her clothes. Needless to say, Castiel did lie about nothing weird happening. Then again, with how socially inept he is, it might have been normal for someone to run around naked to him. Without even needing to think, Obito quickly took off his Akatsuki cloak and laid it on top of Rin's nude torso with a red tint spreading across his cheeks.

While Obito was distracted by the revival of his late crush, he failed to notice the vegetation dying all around Rin. Trees began to rot, the grass browned and decayed, and the weeds and flowers rapidly withered to the point it was hard to tell what they once were.

After what had seemed forever, the light died down and Castiel got up and stepped away. Obito heard a moan come from Rin's mouth, causing his heart to skip a beat. Her eyes then opened to reveal the same brown eyes that he grew up knowing. There were no black or gray sclera, just pearly white, signifying that Edo Tensei had not been used. This was so far; the Rin he knew.

"Wh-where am I?"