Hisoka sat shivering on his lofty perch, brooding as he watched his surroundings carefully. Just a few moments ago something had happened. It was dawn, too early for his target to be up, and yet he had just seen her at the window of her current place of residence. Her naturally pale pallor had appeared worse, as if she had seen a ghost, and the look on her face… She was planning something.

A snowflake fluttered by and broke his concentration. Hisoka glared at it. It had begun snowing again not long ago, and he absolutely loathed it. Winter here in Kiri was worse than normal weather in Kumo. The snow was a bitter element that hid its savage intentions behind pretty picturesque scenery. Because of the frigid temperatures and harsh weather, Hisoka had born himself a new, burning resentment for the season. Though a climate like Suna's was a stretch, he had to say that would prefer that over this any given day.

A violent tremor ran through him and he coughed into his arm. The other drawback to this location was the one to his health, which had slowed in recovery ever since his run in with the silent-stepper from Kumo, despite his deviation to see Orochimaru-sama for treatment. Frozen air may have stopped his lungs from bleeding, but it also made breathing an unnecessary chore.

In all honesty he couldn't wait for Ame to be done here and go back to Konoha. He was utterly sick of the length of time she stayed in one place, and it was a key factor in his current blooming ill attitude. He couldn't understand why she always had to make things difficult. Even when they were…

Hisoka shook his head. No, that was forbidden territory which he shouldn't even be remembering right now. The past was unimportant, and the future was too unpredictable to truly care about. All that mattered was the present.

A flicker wavered in his peripheral and he snapped back into focus.

His eyes narrowed.

Ame trudged through the snow, knapsack strapped firmly to her back, weapon at the ready. Hisoka sat upright, shifting so he crouched while clinging to the trunk as he leaned forward. He didn't fully understand what she was doing. It was too early for her to be moving locations. There hadn't seemed to have been anything wrong with her cover up until this point, so there's no way it should have been blown, and if she had received orders to return then he would have as well. He prepared himself to follow after her when everything was brought to a halt.

Standing in the young Hiroshi's way was the Hōzuki girl that had been hosting Ame, Muon. His frown grew heavier. Her ability to use silence as a weapon was bothersome, much like that Kumo-nin. Over the past few weeks he had studied her and had come to place her in a category that he had labeled as possible high threats. Among the Kiri shinobi that his target had interacted with then he had only been able to pinpoint two of them as actual S-rank enemies, the swordsmen in training Hoshigaki Kisame and Hōzuki Mangetsu, but the one that was constantly catching his attention was Muon. She had never once displayed her full strength during any training exercises, and he constantly sensed something dangerous lurking beneath her well composed, quiet demeanor. Her underlying presence almost reminded him of a Shinigami.

Hisoka moved a little closer to hear their hushed conversation, remaining careful and alert so as to not slip up and reveal himself to the unsuspecting girls below.

"What's going on?" Muon asked faintly, remaining a stoic and stiff blockade.

Ame shifted uncomfortably, looking behind towards the house she had left. She turned again to face Muon. Her expression contorted almost painfully as she struggled to explain herself, jaw working uselessly as it opened and closed without releasing a sound. Hisoka raised a hand to his mouth, pinching his lower lip between his thumb and forefinger in deep thought, wondering the exact same thing.

"There's something I have to do." She finally responded, sounding strangled as she did so. Muon cocked her head slightly to the left, silvery hair shifting across her back like waves of moonlight. For what felt like centuries compressed into a few moments she remained silent. He began to feel unnerved by this as he watched Ame grow antsy; fiddling with a button on her coat, or constantly checking in different directions with a flick of her eyes. It was little things like this that made him wary of the danger Muon presented.

And when she finally broke her silence he almost sighed out loud in relief.

"I understand," She nodded her head and stepped aside. "Kaa-san and Himei won't be happy that you left without saying goodbye, and Kisame-senpai will most likely be offended, but I'll make sure your regards reach them."

Ame chuckled lightly. Her shoulders drooped a fraction as she relaxed, and she quit fidgeting around so much. "You always make it sound so formal. If you put it that way then they're gonna come hunt me down!"

"They might do it anyways."

The little girl nodded her head in agreement. His brows creased together as he studied her expression. If she didn't have things like her natural appearance going against her then he could have been fooled into thinking that she was an adult, all because of the remorseful look accentuating her delicate features. His pinched his bottom lip tighter, an unfamiliar surge of anger washing over him. He couldn't stand that look on her face. It made her seem more innocent than she really was.

"I'm sorry for leaving so suddenly, but thank you guys for everything that you've done for me up until now. I'll make sure to come visit again soon." Ame stepped forward and hugged her friend. Muon hesitated for a brief second before slowly raising her lilac clad arms and returning the gesture. Before the moment could drag out they quickly separated themselves. Ame readjusted the bag on her shoulders and nodded before turning to continue on in the direction she had been traveling in. Muon remained until Ame had gone far enough, turning away once the child had disappeared between the trees to head back home. The second her back was turned Hisoka was off to keep up with his target.

As soon as he caught a break he would notify Danzō-sama of the little spy's movements.

Ame wasted no time after her encounter with Muon, wanting to be away from the Wave's borders as soon as possible. Once out of the Land of Waves then she would take the time to plan, as well as figure out exactly what Aleida seemed to know about this current situation. The strange woman had said that she would try to guide Ame as best as she could once she woke up, but her own mind limited things. And specific details were best not revealed because of the danger they might pose to her.

A shudder ran down her spine. Many questions swirled around and around in her mind, but none reached a conclusive type of answer, always leading into something else. Simply the edges of the bigger picture.

How was Obito alive? How were the bizarre dreams and memories related to the woman who shared her mind? Was it because of this woman, because of Aleida, that she knew things she shouldn't? And what exactly did that make her, and why would she be punished because of it? It was a hell of a mystery that wasn't anywhere near being solved. She was probably going to end up with a headache later because of this.

She stopped, panting.

Already her lungs were clenching in that familiar way, warning her of the danger she was posing to herself by pursuing this line of thinking. She gripped her chest and continued wheezing. The cold air certainly wasn't helping the situation any. Ame knew that she shouldn't continue down this path of thought, that she should quit trying to figure out the past, but now things were getting too serious for her to ignore everything like she once would have. The puzzle pieces were waiting to be put into place, it was a feeling that spread through her like roots of a tree. Because of it she couldn't help but ask herself one last question.

What in the world happened to her when she drowned?

Ame dropped to her knees and coughed the river out of her lungs.

A white Zetsu clone charged at him from the right, while two more came in from the left, the other one he sensed came in from behind. Obito jumped up at the last second and all the clones crowded together, almost knocking each other to the ground. He formed several hand signs with ease and inhaled deeply. A mighty plume of flame spouted from his pursed lips and ignited one of the many clusters of clones, incinerating them completely.

He lightly touched down on the ground. Before his feet could grow solidly planted a white fist came flying at his jaw. Obito hopped back and raised his synthetic arm to block another blow.

"Amazing! You're recovering like a champ!" Guruguru praised cheerfully, his voice echoing hollowly in his body. Obito smirked and drove forward. He struck high and low, increasing his speed bit by bit until the synthetic clone could barely manage to keep up with him. When Guruguru could no longer keep up, he surrendered. Satisfied, Obito ceased his assault and stretched his arms a little, feeling alive and better than ever.

"So what now?" Gururguru bounced out of his cower and jumped around Obito with his never ending supply of energy. "You wanna run laps? Or tell more stories? Hey! Maybe we can gang up on Zetsu!"

A rock came flying through the gloom and hit Guruguru upside the head, followed by a quiet, "Numbskull."

Guruguru began to whine. Obito ignored the clones as they picked up on an argument that, on most occasions, actually amused him. Today he simply wasn't in the mood to listen to their childish bickering. He unconsciously reached up and rubbed his chest, tracing the ridge that seperated human flesh from synthetic design. He hadn't gotten used to the feeling yet. There was little doubt in his mind that he ever would. Though it was pretty cool, it just didn't sit right with him as something that should be natural. Still, Obito was grateful to it for keeping him alive.

His gaze grew unfocused, and his brows furrowed together slightly. There was something else bothering him. Today he felt unusually… anxious. This cavernous weight practically filled his whole chest with unease. Something was happening out there beyond this cave, he just knew it, and he wanted out bad. The thought of something going on without him made him itch, practically burning him right to the core with the urge to bust out.

Obito shook his head, shaggy black hair falling into his eye. He grabbed a lock and stared at it, twirling it around in his fingers. He was practically growing a mane at this point. It wasn't bothering him yet, but since he didn't have a mirror to really show him what he looked like then he couldn't say how terrifying he appeared.

'I'll definitely cut it when I get out of here. It'll probably be the first thing I do.'

He let go of the hair and stared at his gloomy and empty surroundings.

Perhaps it wasn't just the possibility of something going on in the outside world that was making him feel so odd. Being trapped in a place like this with only clones and a relic from the past would be enough to give anyone cabin fever. Obito started to bounce from one foot to the other. There was really only one way to deal with all this pent up energy.

"Hey Guruguru! Let's race around the cave. First one to complete a hundred laps wins!" He started running seconds after the words left his lips. The swirly-faced clone protested loudly to his head start, but it wasn't long until he was catching up.

For a second Obito couldn't help but be reminded of Guy, because of all the things he could have challenged Guruguru to, it had to have been a hundred lap race around a giant cave. A smile spread wide on his face, and he kicked up the pace by ten, leaving the clone trailing behind in the dust.

Ame huffed, leaning her back against a tree and letting everything she had been carrying drop to the ground. Ever since she had gotten back to the mainland then she had been trying to find a way through the blank wall to make contact with Aleida. Every time Ame tried to get in though, she became more and more drained. Slowly she sunk to the ground, gently thumping her head on the hard trunk.

Why was it that when she purposefully tried to unlock her own mind that suddenly everything became unaccessible?

She closed her eyes. Gods above she was tired. No, tired was an understatement. She was exhausted. From the moment she had set a course for a place beyond the Wave's borders Ame had relentlessly driven herself. Physically she ran on fumes, having only stopped for a few minutes at a time to eat crumbs and take a sip of nearly frozen water. Mentally she could barely manage to pull up dregs of fumes to work with. Sleep had been a funny ideal that was constantly chased away by the thought of Obito running out of time, and of course, she couldn't talk with the woman in her head!

In short, Ame was very, very unbalanced.

Her eyes snapped open and she jumped up. Of course! That was it! If she was unbalanced then all she needed to do was tweak her equilibrium. Although the things that would really help, such as a proper meal and decent amount of sleep, were more ideal, there just simply wasn't the right amount of time to do any of it. Obito's future was on the line!

Stiffly, Ame began to move around in an awkward circle. Her tired limbs protested, begging her for a reprieve, but she pushed on. Even if she had to go beyond her limits to achieve a mimicked version of equilibrium, then so be it. Answers were needed, and answers she was going to get. Raising her arms above her head, she began to dance on leaden bones and feet. Sweat poured down her face, scrunched in pain, and her lungs twitched threateningly.

And then–

'Ame, stop.'

"Well it's about time," she muttered. Legs wobbling, she gratefully returned back to her spot under the tree. Everything ached, but she got her desired results. A grin teased the corners of her lips up.

'Alright, great voice in my head, I'm ready to be guided.' she thought sarcastically. All the barriers that censored her manners dissolved. Ame hung her head in her hands, breathing heavily.

'It's not that easy. Anything I say, if not very carefully worded, could possibly kill you.'

'Welcome to the world of shinobi, Aleida, where the job itself kills.'

The blank wall floated behind her eyelids. It partially became faded, and Ame got a peek into the world beyond. It was an underwater kingdom; or a watery grave depending on how she looked at it. Aleida shifted in and out of view, the way a reflection did on a moving surface of water. The woman looked ethereal, her colors and size matching some of what she used to confuse her own image with when Ame was just a little kid. Everything about her was eerie to look at.

'I know that what I'm saying sounds pretty idiotic, but I've had a lot of time to sit and think about this. Ame, I've watched you relive drowning time and time again all because of my memories, and I've come to learn a few things because of it. The least you could do is hold your comments until after the presentation is over.' Aleida snapped, scowling fiercely at her. Ame flinched. Up until now Aleida had been a gentle yet firm person. The fire which she used to reprimand her wasn't unlike that of what her parents had used, and it struck a chord deep within Ame that it would definitely be in her best interest to listen to whatever the woman in her head had to say.

Aleida pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled heavily. 'Sorry, but you've adapted to some of my behavioral characteristics so well that now I understand why people found me difficult to deal with.'

'I take it that's a bad thing?'

'Yes and no. Anyways, that's not important, so moving on.' Her head popped up and she clapped her hands together. 'I can tell you the general area where Obito is, but that's about it. Even that information alone could be a severe threat to your life, because what you are about to do is change the future. And that is problematic when the future for this universe has already been published and completed.'

Ame froze. 'What?'

Aleida stared at her with a stone faced expression. 'Think of this world as its own living organism. Because it already has a set future then it is going to do whatever it takes to stick to that path in order to reach the end game goal.'

The heaviness of the truth in Aleida's words was unbearable. She felt like she was sinking in her own mind. Ame collapsed to her knees, shocked.

'You are like a parasite to this world because of me. You aren't even supposed to exist, let alone know things that could change the future. And every time you see one of my memories and attempt to branch off from the original story, you are going to be attacked like a parasite by this world's immune system.'

The woman pointed at Ame, and she shook. So this was what Aleida had meant by being punished? That, just by being alive, she was committing some kind of crime? Or at the very least, her trying to interfere with the natural order of things was what was causing her to drown again and again?

For one moment, one selfish moment, Ame considered abandoning her attempt to save Obito. If she left him to whatever fate his future was bound to, then the universe shouldn't touch her. After all, when man defied the gods they were punished. Perhaps this was a similar test. She would be safe then, wouldn't she?

Her hand curled into a fist and she slammed it upon the ground.

How dare she even think to abandon Obito?! Her best friend?! The boy who aspired to achieve the greatness of a Hokage, who worked hard to improve himself for the sake of everyone else, and who trusted her like a loyal confidential! What gave her that right when even he had no say in his own so called future?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Ame raised her head and met Aleida's eyes.

'I'll be damned if I just let my friend suffer his so called fate. Tell me where I need to go.'

A gleam entered Aleida's eyes. For what must have been the first time ever, Ame witnessed the woman smile viciously in approval, and absolutely mean it. 'Your journey will lead you to a hidden cave in Mountains' Graveyard.'

She opened her eyes, the world spinning wildly as she keeled over, retching. When she was finished she wiped her mouth on her sleeve.

What she didn't notice as she prepared to leave, though, were the small streaks of blood smeared on her coat.

Hisoka decided it was finally time to abandon trying to make sense of his target's actions and instead focus on maintaining a decent pace to match Ame's sporadic movements. It had been like this for two weeks straight since they left the Land of Waves, only stopping briefly for personal needs, and once in a town to purchase a map. All in all he couldn't think of one thing to explain the girl's decisions. This meant that he would have nothing to report to Danzō-sama until she reached her destination.

The rough pace was taking a toll on both of them. Hisoka found it difficult to maintain his cover, and was often overwhelmed by the need to cough his lungs out every two seconds. Ame seemed to be faring worse than him, as she was using the trees for support longer and longer each time she stopped. Several times progress had been impeded as she had stopped to vomit up water, and after taking a brief moment to inspect it, blood. Wherever it was she was going, it wasn't to a place for healing.

She continued to lead them farther north.

Hisoka wanted to approach her, to knock her out and take her back to Konoha, but he couldn't risk breaking his cover. He couldn't risk letting her find out about his existence. Not until he could figure out just what he wanted his blank canvas to turn into.

Ame stopped again, and Hisoka gratefully took the break in stride. He watched the child from afar as she leaned against the trunk of the tree, gasping and shaking, covered in sweat. Pure will of endurance would only get her so far before her body would force her to give out. Even as he thought this he watched as she bent over and retched bile and water. It was peculiar that she was producing more water than she was taking in, but he supposed that was the body malfunctioning.

He turned away as she continued puking, feeling bile of his own rising. He cursed his weak stomach and spit it out quickly, before he would be incapacitated like Ame. Glancing back, he saw her wiping the fluids away from her mouth. Her stance suggested she was about to get moving again, despite the amount of shaking her body was doing. Before he could stop himself he groaned aloud.

Hisoka disappeared in a flash. Ame whirled around, weakly raising her staff while scanning the trees. Her skin was ashen, and dark hair clung to her like unholy fingers grappling for a purchase on her face. After coming up blank she turned around and sped off. Wasting no time on berating himself for his mistake, Hisoka returned to the chase.

He felt jittery. Something was going to happen, Obito knew it. Though time was warped in this place, and essentially he had never really had a sense of time, he knew he had been pacing back and forth for the last few hours. Ever since he had woken up, perhaps. The only problem with this was that he didn't know what was going to happen, and that was making him a jumpy mess. Not even Guruguru or Zetsu could talk to him without being waved off or reprimanded.

Obito could feel the eyes of his ancestor upon him as he paced, and he didn't like it. He didn't like it when that old geezer took any sort of interest in him. It usually led to another one of his speeches about his ideal world. And in his current state right now Obito was in no mood to listen to anything Madara had to say.

He stopped pacing for a moment, and idea striking him. Obito turned to Guruguru.

"Hey, do you think you could go outside and see what's going on? I mean, you can go through the walls unlike me, and I've just got this feeling that something's going on and I'm dying to figure out what it is."

Though Guruguru didn't have much of a face to speak of, Obito could tell when the clone was smiling. "Sure thing pale-o, buddy boy, Obito! I'll be back in a jiffy~!"

Guruguru jumped into the air and disappeared the moment he made contact with the earth. Obito returned to his pacing the moment the clone left, stretching out his limbs, popping his neck, the usual things he did when he got antsy in this place.

"Why don't we train a little and get rid of some of that energy while we wait, hmm?" Zetsu broke his newly formed concentration with his offer. Obito thought about it for a moment before turning to the clone.

"Alright, but only until Guruguru gets back."

"Yes sir."

Something resonated deep inside of her as she overlooked the graveyard. Ginormous bones littered the mountainous valley, a vast sea of trees engulfing them while lichen hung like curtains on their sun-bleached frames. She could sense her friend in this place, somewhere tucked and hidden away. Aleida never told her why Obito was all the way out here, so far from his own stony grave, but it was probably better that she found out from Obito. If she survived her challenge against this universe, that was.

Ame lept off the branch and into the forest below. She had no idea what she was looking for, but she knew that these mountains were riddled with places that her friend could be hidden in. If she had to check every last one of them then so be it. Until Obito was found, she wouldn't stop.

"Wowee-wow! You won't believe what I saw!" Guruguru popped out of the ground right between Obito and a Zetsu clone. Obito fell backwards, swearing loudly.

"Guruguru don't ever pop out like that again!" he yelled.

The clone shrugged and carried on as if he hadn't just scared the living daylights out of Obito.

"So I went out like you said, yeah? And I saw a bunch of things! The world outside is teeming with life~ And the little critters~," Guruguru gushed. When he saw Obito's expression he quit rambling and hurried on with his point. "A-anyways, I saw this girl! She was jumping out of some trees and into the forest. She was a crazy kid, too, for doing that. Not all the animals outside are nice. But at least she had a staff!"

Obito's attention had been drifting away as the clone dragged things out, but the moment he had described her his gaze was practically burning holes into Guruguru.

'No way… It couldn't be… could it?'

He grabbed the clone by the shoulders. "Can you tell me anything else about what this girl looked like? Anything specific at all?"

Guruguru cocked his head to the side and put his finger up to his so called chin. "We~ll she was really short, and had really dark hair too. And her skin was white as bone! She was practically absorbing all that sun because of how white she was!"

Obito smacked the clone upside the head before releasing him. He began pacing again. It may have been awhile since he had seen Ame, but that description… A spark flared brightly in his heart. He wouldn't let his hopes rise, but he would dare to hope regardless.

He turned away and looked towards the boulder that had blocked his exit, confining him to this cave. As he turned his back away, he missed the way the elder Uchiha's eye glinted in the gloom.

It was because of a misstep.

She was so tired that she missed the branch by more than just an inch, and it had sent her careening to the ground below. Ame tucked in on herself and hit the earth rolling. She didn't stop until she rammed into the root of a tree. Or perhaps it was part of a skeleton? It was hard to tell by this point. The world was growing harder to focus on.

Ame stood up, falling right back down again. For a long time she remained lying in the dirt, her pulse frantically racing through her entire body. It felt like she was floating away. Everything was surreal. If she tried to move then it was highly possible that she would be scattered on the wind.

'Ame. Get. Up.'

And then there was that voice in her head.

'Do not make me repeat myself. Get. Up.'

The voice reminded her of Mama. She never really liked it when Ame slept in too late. There were always things to do, training to complete, and food to eat. Food… Huh, she actually felt pretty hungry.

'Ame! Get! Up!'

"Alright, alright. I'm movin', I'm movin'." She grumbled, opening her eyes. But instead of seeing her room she was met with moss, and tree roots, and the smelly ground. Ame sat upright, brushing the dirt off her face. The world was still revolving too fast for her, but she was alert now.

She looked to her right and saw dense forestry. To her left was the opening to a cave.

Ame jumped up, snatching Akuma in her grasp. The wide entrance loomed high above her, dark and ominous. Everything about it screamed that going inside was a terrible idea. That the inside was hiding dangerous creatures that would pick her up and toss her down their gullets in one fell swoop. But she felt a pull. It wasn't a strong, harsh pull, but a light tug. Obito was close, she could feel it.

Before she could manage to lose her nerve, or pass out again, Ame charged inside the cave.

He was literally going crazy as he walked up walls. Some time had passed since Guruguru had brought him news about the stranger, but after sending the clone out again then nothing could be found. Obito bit his thumbnail, already worn ragged from his last anxious session.

He had to know if she was alright. What if she had gotten hurt? Or was being attacked by some wild animal? What if she needed his help?

Just as he was about to turn to demand he be let out to go search for the girl himself, the cavern shook with an explosion.

The tunnel had gone on and on, an eternity of darkness in which she had no way to tell if she would be blindsided by a wild animal attack or not. She also had no clue if it would ever end, and where she would be if it did. At one point she had even run into a crossroad. Literally. The option before her had been presented as a path that had air flow, and one that did not. As she had traveled further through the tunnel then the strange pull that had brought her there in the first place grew stronger. And at that crossroads, the mysterious force practically commanded she go down the path that had no airflow.

She suspected that it would lead to a dead end, and she was right. But at that point her chest was burning and convulsing simultaneously. It hurt so bad that she was certain that she was in the right place. And if not that, then she was certain she was overcome with delirium. Both were possible answers at this point.

Ame felt along the wall from one end to the other, taking note of how it felt like a huge boulder was actually blocking what otherwise would have been a functioning path.

'Well, only one way to get rid of a road block,' she thought, grinning crookedly. It was too much effort to talk, let alone breathe.

'Blow it up?' Aleida asked.

'Blow it up.' she agreed.

Waving Akuma around, she began to conduct electricity. The gloom brightened bit by bit until the tip of Akuma was a pure, ball of sizzling white energy. Ame lept back far enough before throwing all of her might into the attack.

"Raiton: Kaimetsu!"

A bolt of lightning raced towards the boulder and hit it hard enough to make dust and stones fall from the ceiling. Ame jumped out of the way, signing again furiously with her staff. She sent another furious bolt of energy at the rock, watching through sparks as it cracked. Her limbs grew heavier. The world grew hazier.

Her grip on the staff tightened and she forced herself to remain grounded. Until she broke through that rock and saw what was on the other side she couldn't give up, no matter what!

Obito fell from the ceiling, gracefully turning in the air so he landed on his feet. The entire cavern shook, dust falling along with stones of varying sizes. He had no idea what was going on, and neither did any of the clones. Guruguru couldn't calm down long enough to hold still, and Zetsu was too calm for the situation. And of course, Madara remained in his seat, observing everything from his isolated throne.

The boulder began cracking, shooting sparks from the openings that were created.

"Lightning?!"

So it wasn't an earthquake, someone was definitely trying to get in. Obito's spark flared brighter, and he felt a pull that made him yearn to be on the other side of the rock. The boulder cracked even more as if in response to his desires. A hole appeared, and then another, and another! He glimpsed something moving on the other side, encased in blindingly bright light. Obito backed away from the entrance, sensing that the grand finale was about to occur.

And not a moment too soon.

The cavern was alive with the sound of destruction. Dust clogged all of his senses, filling his nose, burning his eyes, and killing his taste buds. More than just pebble sized rocks showered down on him, and he had to keep moving in order to avoid being crushed, again.

When the disaster finally settled down long enough for him to settle in one place, he waited.

And when the dust settled charcoal eyes met with autumn wood, and reality itself froze in place. His heart drummed erratically in his ears as he watched his little friend emerge from the tunnel with disbelieving eyes.

"Obito, I found you," she breathed, swaying dangerously from side to side. Tears welled in her eyes. "Let's… go home."

[TD]: I would just like to thank everyone for their support of this story, it means so much to me. Now that this chapter is uploaded I'm going to go on a mini hiatus to correct all the other chapters. I'll be adding and getting rid of things, so when I come back again with the next chapter you might wanna go back and re-read everything just to be safe. (Also gonna cut down on those really long a/n's yikes.)

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