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It was only a few days after she was resurrected, but Rin went ahead and moved in with him, lugging a bag of Hashi's hand-me-downs and taking the extra key to his apartment.
"This isn't moving too fast?" Kakashi said, mildly scandalized that they were moving in together literally only after a few hours of seeing each other. Rin just smiled and shrugged.
"I've been following him for twenty years, it's not that different," Rin said.
xXx
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To Rin's surprise, Obito still seemed too shy to approach her. Unless she was physically manhandling him, hugging him around the waist or plopping down on top of his lap, he didn't seem to know how to talk to her. He would walk into a room where she was sitting and stop awkwardly, blushing hard and not knowing what to say to her. "Why are you standing there?" Rin would say, and Obito would get a hold of himself, shaking his head ruefully.
"Sorry," Obito said. "I'm still not quite used to this. In many ways, I still feel like a kid."
Rin smiled. She reached a hand out toward him, inviting him to step closer. Gripping his fingers, she tugged him close, making him lose his balance slightly until he sat next to her.
The moment her hands rested on his back, she felt him relax. She smiled and brushed back his hair, kissing his forehead. "That's better," she said.
xXx
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They walked along the riverbank, Rin skipping down the boardwalk while Obito followed behind her.
"Obito! Oh my gosh, the sun feels amazing, you know you can't feel temperature as a ghost? I can't believe I've forgotten what sunshine feels like!"
She spread her arms, relishing the warmth of sunlight as they walked along the river. It was a bright afternoon, blue skies and sunshine skimming the surface of the water like glittering coins. She was about to go on about how nice it felt, feeling the warm breeze and the sunshine on her face, when she glanced up and saw Obito looking away from her.
"Uh oh," Rin said, and Obito lifted his eyes. "What's wrong?"
Obito seemed surprised. "What do you mean, what's wrong?"
"You get like that when you're brooding, tell me, what is it?"
Obito hesitated. Rin sighed and shook her head.
"Let me guess," Rin said, and she walked back toward him. "It's just that this is all too good for you and you don't deserve it."
Obito made a helpless little gesture. "I guess you really were following me," he said. Rin frowned at him. Obito shook his head. "This is everything I've ever wanted," Obito said. "You're alive and I'm Hokage. By all rights I should be happy."
"But?"
"But this is torture for me, because I killed my entire clan for this. I slaughtered hundreds of innocent nin." Obito looked away from her, drawing into himself. "I don't deserve this," Obito said again. "You're alive now, Rin, and you can do whatever you want. You shouldn't have to anchor yourself to me."
Rin furrowed her brow. "What are you saying?"
Obito didn't look at her. "I suppose I'm saying you shouldn't feel obligated to stay with me."
Behind them, a few children laughed and ran behind them, chasing their friend on a bike. Rin stared at him. "Are you saying you don't want to be with me?" she asked. Obito shook his head.
"No, of course not, but-"
"-but it's all a big mistake, and we shouldn't be together even if you love me?"
Obito nodded, and his eyes were bright and glassy again.
Rin sighed. "You know, you're right," Rin said. "I was killed when I was a teenager. I deserve to be happy."
"You do," Obito said. "That's why-"
"-that's why you should stop making me break up with you and stay with me."
Obito blinked, surprised. Rin crossed her arms.
"That's what you're doing, right? Making me break up with you?"
"I-" Obito blinked, then shook his head. "I don't deserve you-"
"And what do I deserve? Obito I don't have any family. Up until a few weeks ago, I was floating around following you, I was dead. All I want to do is be with you," Rin said. She stepped toward him, taking his hands. "All these years I spent wishing I could touch you or comfort you. And now I can and you're saying I should break up with you? I love you. You make me happy, me being here makes me happy. You wanted to remake the world for me, isn't happiness what I deserve?"
Obito looked away from her. He blinked quickly. "Um-"
"I thought so." Rin circled her arm around his, tugging him close. "If you get sick of me or meet some hotter kunoichi and wanna dump me, that's one thing. But don't put words in my mouth and don't make me torture you the way you torture yourself. Just let me be with you."
He took a shuddery breath. His eyes filled with tears. "It hurts me every minute I spend with you."
"Well, then good," Rin said. She pulled him close. "Maybe that should be your punishment, then."
"Punishment?" he said. Rin nodded.
"Being happy and then feeling guilty," Rin said. She turned toward the river, looking away from him. "I can't make you stop dwelling on your past. But if you really want to make me happy, you'll shut up and just stay with me."
Obito lowered his eyes again, then nodded. "I can do that."
"Good." Rin smiled at him, taking his hands. "Come with me to get ice cream?"
Obito let out a shuddery breath, then laughed softly, shaking his head. "Sure."
xXx
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"Rin?"
"Yeah?"
She rolled over to face him. In the dark it was hard to make out his face, but he felt warm and solid settled in her arms. "Obito what is it?"
"You're amazing," Obito said. His eyes searched hers, quietly. Rin smiled and kissed him softly.
The sheets rustled. She felt him pull her close before burrowing his head against her neck and shoulder, letting her wrap her arms around his back to hold him. Absently she stroked her fingers through his hair and pulled up the covers, letting her lips brush against the top of his head.
It wasn't like her to be so forward. When Rin was a girl, she would never dream of making demands like this. But Obito's sense of guilt and moral responsibility made it the only way he'd be with her.
So this is what it's like to have a body. Every so often the thought wormed its way into her head, as Obito slowly undressed her. He slipped between her knees and Rin moaned softly, muscles rippling and tightening as he kissed her clit and laved her slowly. The intensity of the coming orgasm was always surprising to her, sharp slashes of pleasure more intense than anything she imagined with a physical body. She grinned against his neck when he finally pushed inside her, one smooth stroke completely filling her.
After it was over, after he was lying on top of her inside her, exhausted and spent, Rin stroked his hair and brushed her lips against his neck. "I love you," Rin said.
She couldn't see his face because it was still buried into her neck: instead she heard him sniffle, softly.
"Obito?"
"Shit." He pushed himself up and wiped his eyes, angrily.
Rin smiled. She tugged him back down, wrapping her legs around him to keep him from leaving.
"It feels nice when you come inside me," Rin said. Obito blushed against her.
"Really?"
"Yeah." She let her fingers absently stroke his hair. "It's like this pulsing. It almost feels like a softer version of when you're fingering me."
"Oh, geez."
"Yeah," Rin said smiling. Obito laughed softly as she grinned and kissed his head.
She relished moments like these, when Obito was tired and happy and not mired by misery and regret. I like it when you hold my hand, she'd say, or I like it when you hug me that way, and he could tell himself he was doing that stuff for her and not feel too terribly guilty.
xXx
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A month after she was resurrected, Rin remembered some of the drawbacks of having a physical body.
"Um, Obito?"
"Hm?"
Rin blushed and didn't look at him. "Could I borrow a few ryo? I need to buy some pads."
Obito straightened, "Oh!" and he ran to grab his wallet.
"You're not borrowing," Obito said. He handed her the money. "I'm so sorry, I should have realized - take whatever you need, you don't have to ask."
"But I'm not working," Rin said, but Obito rested his hands on her shoulders, shaking his head.
"I want to take care of you," he said. He searched her eyes. "Everything here is ours."
"I should start taking missions again." Rin sighed heavily. "I feel bad. I shouldn't be mooching off your salary."
"You're not mooching, and I have no shortage of money," he said. She watched as he looked around the room, his eyes landing on her side of the closet. "You don't have that many clothes."
"Oh." Rin blushed. "Hashi-san gave me these. It's alright, I have enough-"
"We should take you shopping," Obito said.
"What about you?" Rin said. Obito tilted his head.
"What about me?"
"You should go shopping too," Rin said. "Isn't that your old Tobi outfit?"
They both looked at his black turtleneck, at what was probably a few old bloodstains he had scrubbed off the fabric.
"I could change," Obito said. "I think I have a clean shirt somewhere-wait a second, you started your period, what are you using right now?"
Rin grimaced. "Wadded up toilet paper?"
He strode with purpose. "Wait right there, I'll kamui over there-" and he swirled out and came back again carrying different boxes. "Um. I wasn't sure what to get," and Rin laughed and shook her head.
xXx
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The marriage application was practically unsalvageable.
Rin sat next to Obito and sifted through the crumpled pages, which Obito had crushed in his hands in a fit of despair and self-loathing. He had gotten happier recently before his sudden run-in with Itachi, and Rin was left propping up what was left of him. "This was twenty pages," Rin said.
Obito hung his head. "Sorry." She rubbed his back and smiled at him.
He sat with his head bowed, clasping his hands and looking at the floor while Rin rubbed his back and leaned next to him. She did this so often as a ghost she sometimes took it for granted that she could actually feel him.
xXx
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The day after Itachi apologized, everything was different.
"What's this?" Rin laughed, when Obito suddenly stepped behind her and hugged her, squeezing his arms and letting his palm rest on her belly.
"Nothing. You make me happy."
"Mm. Itachi and Kushina-san make you happy, not me."
Obito laughed, and even that sounded somehow brighter.
xXx
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The sex, when they were finally able to have it again, was amazing.
"Oh, wow," Rin said, looking up at the ceiling. She was feeling slightly giddy, grinning stupidly. On top of her, Obito was beaming against her neck. She had never seen him so happy.
"You look love drunk," he said, and Rin laughed.
"I do?"
"Yeah." He grinned and kissed the side of her neck.
"I guess pelvic rest'll do that to you."
"I guess."
"But you know, it's different too," Rin said. Obito shifted, looking at her.
"Did I hurt you?" Obito said. Worry edged the corners of his eyes. "I'm sorry, I forget you're still healing, I should have been more careful with you-"
"No, not that," Rin said. She smiled at him. "It's like, you were really enjoying being with me."
Obito smiled. "I always enjoy being with you."
"No, I mean-" Rin gestured. "Usually you wouldn't look at me. You'd hide your face against my shoulder or something whenever you were inside me." She couldn't quite put into words just how different it had been, how joyful and free and happy it felt, a lightness to their lovemaking for the first time in their entire relationship. It was probably because he no longer felt so guilty.
He smiled against her neck. "It's probably the pelvic rest thing."
Rin laughed and kissed his head. "Yeah. Probably."
They kissed. She nuzzled his face and felt him smile against her lips.
"Mm. We better clean up before the baby starts crying," Rin said, and she felt Obito reluctantly pull out from inside her. She caught his hand and pulled him back down for a quick kiss, before getting up to use the bathroom.
