Hello everyone, and Happy Halloween! Anyhow, here's another chapter, I hope you like it. Thanks for the reviews! I love them! Enjoy!

Obito yawned the next morning as he awoke. Kakashi lay on the mattress next to him, and already it looked more inviting then the floor. He began wondering why Kakashi hadn't gotten himself a bed. He was a jounin, after all, it wasn't like he was short on money these days. Speaking of money, Obito crawled to his ninja pack and pulled out his cat shaped wallet. It wasn't as fat as he'd like it to be, but it wasn't too terrible. He counted the money silently making sure as to be extra quiet and not wake Kakashi. Kakashi rolled over in bed tossing and turning, as though he was having a bad dream. Obito frowned, his own dreams had been plaguing him lately. And lately…it was even hard to convince himself to sleep.

Kakashi rolled over again and muttered something in his sleep. Obito sighed, turning back to his money, a whole seven thousand yen…maybe it could pay for the down payment. Then he got up and walked to the boxes, rummaging through them again. He really needed to find an apartment of his own soon, rummaging through things was a mess and a pain in the ass, and so was being considerate of another person's sleep. It was funny, Obito could remember their chuunin and (well, his gennin for a while) days when Kakashi would always be the first up and lecture them all about oversleeping. Now Obito was the one getting up early. But it was hard to sleep.

Finally he found a pair of clothes that suited him. He decided Kakashi wouldn't mind him using his shower, and quietly, Obito closed the door turned on the hot water and got in.

Kakashi woke up moments after hearing the sound of the shower come on. It was in his nature, sleeping deeply was not a part of being a ninja, or at least, if a ninja wanted to survive that was. The nightmare had finished early. Somehow, Kakashi was relieved, at least there was one way the other ninja was helping him…he didn't have to see that face…and hear his name being spoken through those dying lips. And the blood. He'd been saved, saved from the pain, for one day in the past few he'd been given a break. But even so…even without the dream…all he could see was blood. And the sharingan…the sharingan Obito had given him was forcing him to see it all the time these days. Every intricate detail, he remembered.

He got up again, and went to the sink trying to scrub his hands free of the terrifying red liquid. Abruptly Obito came out, yawning and stretching with another new set of clothes on him. What had ever happened to the blue and orange jacket he wore and the blue pants? Today it was blue pants with an orange pinstripe…well maybe everything hadn't changed. But the shirt was black. The eyepatch was on, as usual and the headband still waiting on the floor with his old clothes.

Their breakfast took on a much simpler form than it had the day previous, instead it was rice and some meat for filler. Obito didn't seem to care, he went after it, finishing quickly and set the bowl down in the sink afterwords, "Hey, Kakashi. I'm going to head around town and see what apartment's I can find to rent for cheap today, so I'll see you around."

Kakashi nodded, and watched and then noticed that Obito had left both his headband and his goggles behind. His eyes furrowed, Obito had been acting so carefree…like nothing had happened. But then again, ever since finding out Rin had been turned into a jinchuriki neither of them had talked about it. Anger welled up inside of Kakashi, he knew that Obito didn't have an aptitude for hiding his feelings, yet for the past two days he'd been so nonchalant. It was almost like Kakashi was the only one left to suffer. He slammed his fist into the counter-top feeling the anger spread through him, as well as the pain spreading from his knuckles. Pain…

And what are you going to do today? His mind demanded. What would he do? Wander the streets, go to Rin's grave? Obito was the one who'd loved her…now he was acting like it was nothing…almost like they'd never had a teammate. Finally he calmed himself down, Rule number three, a ninja never shows emotion. Rule number three, rule number three, calm down. Obito's just being sensible, and if he can, then so can you.

But still, it was almost like cruelty. It would be better if he were on a mission right now, a mission so he could get it off his mind, make the pain go away. Make it harden. Just like Obito had done so easily, so obviously.

He stood up, got his t-shirt on and shoes and ninja pack. Today he'd go find Minato sensei, who was due to be Hokage soon. Minato sensei would understand, he'd let him go on a mission. With his problems seemingly resolved, he got up and slowly walked to the door. He wondered if he should bother locking it or not, Obito had come right in with no problems, and it wasn't like there was anything to steal in this worthless place.

Slamming the door shut behind him, he thought, Screw it. Who needs a lock in a community of ninja's anyway?

Slowly with melancholy, he trudged down the stairs and walked to where Minato sensei's house was, somewhere on the other side of town. Hopefully he'd be in, if not, then Kakashi could wait…it wasn't like he had anything else to do these days.

On the way, he passed some classmates. They all sat in a dumpling shop…well not all of them, some were out on missions, but enough. They called out his name and tried to ask him to come over. The anger shot up through him again, how could they all be so…happy? He knew why, none of them had lost anyone yet. Not a single one. He grit his teeth underneath his mask, and refused to look at them. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction. And then there was Gai.

"Kakashi! Time for another…"

Kakashi slipped past the so-called-green beast and walked on, he wasn't interested. He had other, far more important things to do.

As he walked off, he heard the other children say things. Years ago he'd been used to it, hardened to it.

"Geez, what's with him?"

"Jerk.

"What an ass."

"Maybe he's still sad about Rin."

"Yeah, maybe, but he doesn't have to be a jerk about it."

The voices were too far away to hear now. He sighed and walked on…into the darkness. Into the abyss.

Obito walked slowly studying apartments, the stucco walls, the paint jobs. He wasn't picky, a small apartment would do, and most people knew that ninja were the best tenets you could have because ninety percent of the time they were off on missions or something of that nature. Obito had actually already found a suitable place to settle down in. It was on the southern side of Konoha, near the mountain where the Hokage faces were. From there he could see the sun set at night. And it had a bed. He laughed at himself a little, two days without a proper bed…and he was complaining.

Really all this searching had to do with keeping his mind off of the obvious. The pain that lay, lurking, deep inside of him. He wanted to get rid of the pain, and the only way he figured on doing it, was just keeping himself busy, even if the things he was doing for the moment were just bullshit. Slowly he passed the memorials…and stopped. His heart dropped instantly and the memories, sharpened by the sharingan came flooding back. He sighed, he'd been hoping to avoid it, but now it was too late and his steps led him straight to the black stone with the names carved into it.

Slowly he knelt down and stared at the face of the stone. And slowly it all collapsed, the wall of happiness he'd been building, everything just tumbled down.

"Rin…" he cried slightly. The pain was in his chest. Gnawing at him, "Rin…oh Rin…"

Here…it was alright to cry. Here, no one could judge him for it. Here, he was safe from all pondering and ruthless eyes. He traced her name slowly with his fingers.

It must have been half an hour that he was there, and finally the tears had dried and he was able to get up and brush himself off. He turned slowly and headed back out. He decided he was done with the day and walked home. Durning that time someone tapped his shoulder, he looked over, seeing Asuma, Gai and Kurenai.

"Obito, what's up with Kakashi?"

Obito gave them a questioning look, he wasn't sure if he was ready to speak yet in his normal tone of voice. The tears were still mashed in his throat.

"He walked by us today without ever saying hi. Kind of an ass…"

Obito pursed his lips, the pain of the tears were gone now, replaced by minute irritation at his classmates for their lack of sympathy, but he wasn't sure what to say…everything, every thought seemed to be clouded by emotion. He grit his teeth, "Yeah, well…what do you expect? It's not exactly been the best week, has it. Losing Rin and all…give him a break."

Kakashi waited at the door, and found Kushina who welcomed him in wholeheartedly.

"Kakashi how have you been, it's so nice to see you! Wheres Obito?"

Wheres Rin? Kakashi thought, but he forced it back down.

"Is Minato Sensei here?" he was trying to leave the emotion out of it.

"Oh, yeah, he's in his study, would you like anything, while you're here?"

"No thank you."

His voice was slightly edgy, and as polite as he was trying to be, it wasn't working. She must have sensed it though, because she sighed and went back to find her husband. As she walked, the deep red hair swayed.

"Guess who's here to see you!" she said, so happy…why was everyone so happy?

Then behind the doors, he found some relief, Minato turned in his seat, he looked tired, beaten down from working too hard and for once today, not showing a false lie of being too happy.

"Oh, Kakashi, come in. I was actually about to summon you," he looked up at his wife, giving her a friendly smile indicating that they needed to be alone, she nodded and closed the door, her red hair swaying behind her as she walked away.

"How have you been coping?" Minato asked as he faced his student.

"Fine," he answered dully.

Minato nodded, "It's been a long week for all of us. Sandaime's about to relinquish the chair to me. I have to say I'm somewhat nervous about it. I heard about Obito being banished from the clan, is he doing alright."

"He seems to be doing fine," Kakashi tried, but he couldn't quite keep the harsh bitterness out of his voice.

Sandaime's face fell a little, "Listen Kakashi…"

"Err…Minato sensei, I actually came here, for a request."

"Oh, what kind of request?"

"I'd like to be assigned a mission."

"Are you sure you feel up to it?"

"Yes! It's…it's just, it's getting a little boring around here lately…I feel like I need a mission, to mellow out some."

A warm smile spread of Minato's face, "Well, then I'd like to ask a request of you."

Instantly Kakashi felt all his hopes for a mission fall flat. Minato was going to reject them. What was he expecting anyway, they'd probably assign him a D-rank anyway.

"Wait…just listen for a moment."

Crap…when had he become so easy to read?

Kakashi waited and listened.

"Kakashi, seeing as how I'm going to be Hokage soon, I'd like you to join ANBU. Be my right hand man. You're an excellent ninja, and I know I can trust you."

Suddenly there was elation, hope rose again, ANBU, being in the ranks of Konoha's top ninja. Kakashi liked it, it was like relief to his ears.

Minato must have noticed…damn, and he was wearing a mask. But his logical mind told him to cool down again, it was because Minato had been his teacher for all those years.

"But you won't be able to tell anyone, none of your classmates can know. And that includes Obito."

Kakashi didn't care, he nodded, "I'll do it, Sensei. I promise, I won't let you down…" I won't let you down…it won't be the same…as what happened to Rin…I won't let you down.

Minato turned to his desk and wrote a note on a piece of paper telling Kakashi where to go so that he could get his uniform and that he'd have to sign some papers in the meantime. They would probably have his uniform by tomorrow evening and a mission the next day. It would be hard, but it would keep him busy. It would keep his mind off of the death…off of that nightmare…off of Rin.