Ok guys, here's the second update of update day- hope you enjoy it! Oh and a special digital chocolate-chip-cookie goes to whoever can find the random Naruto song title reference I managed to get in here(please note their may actually be more than one, if so please point it out to meso I can pretend it was intentional!)

Disclaimer No Jutsu!

Me: Ok Sas-

Obito: Wait!

Sasuke: what?

Obito: Can I do it?

Me: no

Sasuke: sure

Me: Hey!

Obito: yay! – I do not own Naruto or anything related!

Sasuke: you see, he's way better at it than I am

Me: just for that, I'm going to eat the last Klondike bar

Sasuke: you wouldn't dare…

Me: (whilst taking bite out of candy bar) wouldn't I?

Anyways….. Enjoy the story!

Obito felt shivers run up and down his spine at just the mention of

Orochimaru. Of course he'd heard many a tale of the legendary sannin as a genin and then as a chunnin – everyone knew of the Hokage's old favorite and his fall from grace. Everyone in the village who had the tiniest shred of common sense knew that to make a deal with him was to sign your own death warrant. But if Sasuke had grown up in Konoha why didn't he know that – why didn't he know better than to go to Orochimaru for power? And who would want what he could give? Confused, he looked across the room at his old team-mate, noticing for the first time the lines of pain and worry etched into his face, lines that definitely hadn't been there when he'd last seen Kakashi. The Kakashi Hatake he'd known hadn't felt pain even when he'd had his left eye gouged out, hadn't worried about anything but the mission and completing it no matter what. He'd seen a change of heart in his old comrade in the hours before his death, but he'd never expected anything like this.

"But why?" He asked shakily, voice wobbling with suppressed

emotion. "Why would he go to Orochimaru? What could he possibly want that he could give him?" Kakashi sighed. "You know obviously, that Sasuke is one of the last of your clan." Obito nodded weakly. "Well the reason for that," Kakashi continued. "Is that his older brother, Itachi, single-handedly wiped out your entire clan. Right before Sasuke's eyes." Obito's eyes widened. He felt like someone had put a hand around his throat and was squeezing it slowly, painstakingly driving all the oxygen from his body. The knowledge of the massacre of his clan had been more than enough to handle, knowing that it had been at the hands of one of their own was almost inconceivable. "Kakashi- are you quite sure of that." Catching sight of the anguish in Obito's eyes, Kakashi nodded again, hating himself for doing so. "Sasuke told me himself, in fact he was able to describe the event in graphic detail, it was a bit disturbing really." Kakashi tried for a smile, but Obito just stared straight past him, gaze fixed on the wall. He sighed, how could it be that Obito Uchiha was being the focused one whilst he, Kakashi Hatake was trying to crack jokes? "But to be honest," He said after a long pause. "I thought he was just beginning to realize that there were other ways." Obito looked his way, confusion clouding his onyx-colored eyes.

Darting back into his bedroom for no more than a minute, Kakashi

returned with a large, black-framed photograph which he set almost reverently down before Obito. "This - " he said, pointing at a good-looking thirteen year old Obito recognized both from what he'd seen in the training ground and from growing up surrounded by other Uchiha. "Is Sasuke just before he took the chunnin exams" The boy was glaring sullenly, evidently disgruntled at having Kakashi ruffle his straight raven-colored hair. What really captured Obito's attention, however, was not his good looks or his sulky expression but the look in his eyes. They were not the eyes of a thirteen year old boy, in fact neither of the other two teenagers in the photo had anywhere near the amounts of sadness or sorrow in their eyes. They were eyes that had seen it all, known it all, and didn't want to see any more. Obito sighed more deeply than before. He was beginning to comprehend why Sasuke would go to Orochimaru, even if he didn't understand it. "And this-," Kakashi said, breaking Obito out of his reverie. "Is him just before he left on his last mission."

The change was phenomenal. Although it couldn't be said that

Sasuke was smiling in any way, shape or form, in a way, he still looked happy. If his mouth wasn't smiling, his eyes – eyes that had been so weighed down by grief and tragedy in the last picture – were. The boy in this picture was a boy that was proud enough to fight for power, not have it handed to him by the likes of Orochimaru. But he had done, if Kakashi was to be believed and Obito knew better than anyone that he was. And that was what Obito couldn't understand. "What happened Kakashi? What happened that could make him change so quickly?"

His team-mate shrugged and shook his head. "I honestly don't

Know. "Before he left on their last mission, I heard him say – I heard him say – that he'd realized he was wrong, that he'd realized that what he had in Konoha – the friendship and the comradeship – were making him stronger than ever. But then he returned from that mission and everything had changed."

"Did anything happen on the mission?"

"I asked his team-mates but they said they couldn't think of anything to explain how he was behaving when they returned. He almost killed Naruto – one of his team-mates – before he eventually left the land of fire."

Wanting another look at his last remaining family member, Obito

glanced back down at the photo. What caught his eye this time, however, wasn't Sasuke himself, but the people with him. "These are his team-mates?" He asked, curious. Kakashi nodded, allowing himself what looked to Obito to be a proud smile. "Yep. That's Sakura Haruno." He pointed to the girl in the middle, her pale-pink hair held back by her headband, her light green eyes glittering in the sunshine. She looked just the same in the second photo, a nice, unassuming, normal girl – maybe not the best of ninja but one of those genuinely nice people that always made you feel bad about yourself for being slightly meaner. Certain that he'd successfully summarized her character, he moved on to the last team-member.

He couldn't help but gasp as he caught sight of the thirteen year -

olds wild blonde hair and shining blue eyes. "Who is this?" he asked Kakashi in a hushed tone. "That's just Naruto," Kakashi said innocently. Obito raised his eyebrows, unwilling to let Kakashi enjoy his obliviousness for much longer. "Naruto – what?"

"Uzumaki," there was no mistaking the laughter in Kakashi's voice as Obito raised his eyebrows at the mention of the last name of their old teacher's girlfriend. But there was no denying that once you got over the immense resemblance to Minato, there was a lot of Kushina in Naruto's face as well, in the frown that creased his face in the first picture or the maniacal grin he wore in the second. They were a good set of team-mates, Obito could see that, from both their pictures and the look on Kakashi's face as he spoke of them. Kakashi had always been hard to please and he doubted that time could've changed that about him. So if Kakashi Hatake thought well of them, Obito Uchiha would too, without even having to meet them. But there was something else, something in the way they both looked at Sasuke, something in their body language around him. It would be so easy to be hostile to someone like that, and Obito could see in the first picture – much earlier in their career as a team than in the second picture – that Naruto seemed to be tenser around Sasuke then Obito thought he would be normally. But by the second picture, that had all gone, both of his team-mates looked at Sasuke with a level of respect and understanding that Obito wasn't sure there had ever been in his own team. They cared about him, he could see that, and his being gone must be hurting them more than they could say. That was when he made up his mind. It wouldn't have mattered if Sasuke had been a hyuuga instead of an Uchiha, from the hidden sand instead of the hidden leaf, Obito would have gone after him no matter what if anything just to keep intact the friendship between team-members he'd never managed to achieve when he was their age. He and Kakashi might have realized as he lay dying that all their years of fighting and competing had actually formed a friendship stronger than anyone would have thought, but they had never had what Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura had. "I will go after him Kakashi," he said, his voice taking on an edge to it. "I will go after him even if it kills me again, and I will bring him back."

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