A/N: I'm baaaaack! And to start off my return, here's the first chapter of my first true multi-chapter fic. Enjoy!

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Key:-

" …….." Speech

'………..' Thoughts

"…….." Demon speech

'……….' Demon thought

"………" Fused speech

'………' Fused thought

A Stone's Throw

CH 1: Birth Of A Family

A few seconds, a few centimetres, the path of Destiny depends on such miniscule factors that even a minute change can have the most drastic of changes…….

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Obito Uchiha knew he was about to die. The surprising thing was that he wasn't afraid. He was more concerned with getting his team-mates, no his friends to safety, even if it meant his death. After all he wasn't lower than trash! No siree!

Kakashi Hatake felt a body slam into him, pushing both Rin ad himself forward and out of danger as the rocks came tumbling down. He coughed as the dust settled down.

"Obito!" he yelled hoarsely. "Obito!!"" this one came out stronger, tinged with desperation. He couldn't lose his team-mate, his friend, on his first serious mission!

"It's OK! I'm fine!" came the shouted reply, much to Kakashi's relief (a fact he would vehemently deny in his later years).

'Just barely!" Obito thought, eyeing the boulder which would have crushed him had it landed a few more inches to the left. He hadn't gotten off scott free though, his head felt funny, especially the left side. The vision on that side was blurry.

'That's odd; the Sharingan's supposed to enhance your vision isn't it?' He wondered idly.

A familiar gloved hand swam into his vision. He grabbed it ad was hauled onto his feet.

Kakashi stared at his friend. "Obito…. your eye…." He said gesturing to the Uchiha's face. He watched in morbid fascination as the raven-haired youth put his hand on his face and felt the broken lenses of his goggles. With a sickening 'Plop!' the Uchiha's left eyecame away in his hand.

Obito glanced down, feeling surprisingly detached. "So that's what was wrong!" he said. He knew it had to be the shock, or else he'd be howling in pain.

Looking back at his friend with his now oddly distorted vision, he impulsively held his had out.

"I know the medics can probably fix it back, but I want you to have it."

Kakashi stared at his friend, sure he'd misheard. "What?!"

"Take it consider a replacement for yours …. and a gift."

"But…."

"Hey! I'm an Uchiha! Our eyes are the best! Besides with the Sharingan I could kick your ass with one hand behind my back, let alone one eye!"

Kakashi looked at his friend before slowly taking out a kunai and prying his own injured eye out into his hand." I'll take yours only if you take mine."

"Boys!" a third voice interrupted. "You two do know your eyes can be healed right?" Rin, their team-mate questioned. "And you still want to do this?" she continued, having received affirmative nods. The two boys shared one eyed glances before shrugging. She huffed, before stepping forward, plucking the eyes from their outstretched hands and making the exchange before proceeding to apply the trademark green of healing chakra to their faces.

Kakashi was blinking owlishly, when the surviving Iwa nin glanced over the edge of the sink-hole to finally admire his handiwork.

"Well,well! You brats survived! Too bad! Though I might have some fun with the girl once I kill you two."

Hearing the nin's plans for their team-mate made both males blood boil. Obito took a few steps forward, only to stumble as a wave of dizziness hit. As he fell to one knee, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up he met the mismatched gaze of his team-mate.

"Rest. I'll take care of this." The Hatake prodigy said, his tone, unlike other occasions filled with concern rather than his team-mate's nod he charged up his incomplete jutsu.

'I only have enough chakra for one attempt, got to make it count!" he thought charging at his surprised foe. To his own surprise he didn't suffer from tunnel vision. His surprise soon turned to realization however.

'Obito, your gift's more valuable than even you realize.' He thought as he drove his fist through the Iwa nin. The body slid off his arm as he stepped back putting as much distance between him and the body as possible before falling to his knees in exhaustion.

A few minutes, later his team-mates joined him. Obito had his right eye covered by his hitaie. "Better cover it up." he said at Kakashi's quizzical look, "the rocks did more than knock my eye loose. I can't seem to turn the Sharingan off." he explained. Kakashi nodded before moving his hitaie into a mirror image of Obito's.

"Well, it's not exactly what you were assigned but good job!" a voice said. All three teens turned to see their blond haired leader leaning against a tree.

"Sensei, the mission.." began Kakashi.

"It's my fault! I convinced Kakashi to rescue Rin." Interrupted Obito.

"It's alright." Minato raised his hand smiling. "You did the right thing. I'm proud of you all, and I've a feeling I wouldn't be the only one." He finished glancing at Kakashi.

"But, Sensei, the bridge…" Rin said hesitantly.

"Is waiting to go 'BOOM!'" Minato said with a grin. " So what say the 'Dynamic Duo' take a couple of soldier pills and we go finish our mission,eh?"

A few minutes later, Minato spoke again, as they leaped among the trees." By the way Kakashi, I retrieved your dad's blade. I know this young weapon-smith back home who'd be able to fix it back up. His uncle did help your dad make it after all….."

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The Third Great Shinobi War saw the fall (sadly) of great legends, yet it also saw the birth of legends destined to be even greater. And foremost among them, was the legend of Konoha's "Heroes of the Sharingan-Kakashi Hatake and Obito Uchiha", exemplifying all the virtues Konoha held dear. The duo were part of yet another legend in the making 'Team Minato', the future 'neo-Sannin'. But to the members of 'Team Yellow Flash' as it was known among themselves and their friends they were part of something much more simple yet profound. They were part of a family.