There'll be a few adjustments to some ages but it should all fit regardless, alright?
Pairings: Obito Uchiha x IPPAN JOSEI, Tenko Shimura x Himiko Toga
~NRK~
"You'll understand, I'm sure," a man said softly to a young man with a baby in his arms.
The man was moderately tall with fair skin that had some wrinkles and black eyes. His hair was a dark black that was slowly showing signs of graying and in a slicked-back style, allowing his forehead to show.
Wearing a black suit, a gray scarf around his neck, a black hat, and a pair of brown dress shoes, the teen in front of him sighed but nodded.
His spiky black locks shifted as his fair skin and black eyes looked to the small baby in his arms, said baby had a short white mop for hair and big red eyes filled with some sadness, a very small horn coming out of the left part of her forehead.
The two were dressed in a black top, pants, and self-made black ninja sandals while the boy had on a black haori over his shoulders with a familiar fan emblem on its upper back and a conical black hat on his and the baby's heads.
The three stood by a nice two-story house, newly bought. Of course, it was.
His grandfather would never let them be kicked out and then put onto the street by their racist parents, no, he'd make sure they had something resembling a 'home'.
It had two floors, as noted before, nice square windows, cream-colored walls, and a salmon-red roof and shingles. The amazing Japanese architecture was more than enough for their housing needs and he was sure it was full to the brim with food and supplies.
It was now his job to take care of this young life in his arms. The life of his recently-born little sister.
'Second go-around and I'm dealing with this in a world where rampant war isn't as destructive,' well, until the advent of powers called 'quirks'. "Grandfather… so I'm just supposed to raise Eri?"
"Essentially, Obito-shounen," the man said sadly as Obito Uchiha nodded. "I can tell, you've already prepared yourself. With your upcoming graduation, I'd have thought you'd be prepared for something…bigger than what you've been ladled with… haa, damn that stupid girl."
"Mother isn't exactly the brightest mind, no."
The man winced at that, rubbing the back of his head before the three looked up as slight drops of water hit their faces.
"We don't know what Eri's quirk is," the grandfather said as he ushered the two inside, a pair of men moving from the car they'd come in with two large suitcases. "So, be on your toes. You're one of the few, even with the vigilantes of today, who don't hate quirked individuals. Don't let that kindness leave you."
"Despite you calling it 'kindness', I don't see it as such," Obito said as the man smirked. "I can't hate someone for no reason, potential harm be damned, they didn't choose to be born the way they were, no one is," that was the complete and total truth. "It's 'common sense' not 'kindness'."
"Hm, hm, if only more could see it that way faster."
"I'm surprised, ojii-san," Obito said as they moved past the foyer, their shoes put away. "It's just… in our line of business-"
"No, none of that," the man said with a sigh. "I've had enough of that with Chisaki, the world of yakuza isn't one you all should be a part of… and yet he's so…" He looked conflicted.
"You gave him more than he could ever want."
"Yes, I know, but he's still but a boy who should see beyond the world I live in, the one I wish none of you youngsters will ever get involved in."
"... ah… I see," the teen raised a brow at the tired man.
"Maybe when you're set up with a nice girl," he smirked as Obito rolled his eyes. "Or maybe you could take up that proposal?" The man hinted as Obito grimaced.
"I… I was under the impression you'd be stepping down."
"Not for another ten or so years. Honestly? I still have all you children to look after, enemies to deal with before they try, and do something they'll regret, while I'm finishing up several businesses I've been invested in."
"The clothing one?" Obito considered. "Because… if you won't mind me handling it as a separate existence," his grandfather looked surprised. "I'll handle it, making clothes would be as far from the yakuza compared to, say, a tattoo artist."
"Are you sure? And even then, when? Eri will need tending to."
"Of course, I won't forget her, not even a moment, maybe when she's… five? Four possibly?"
"Hmm… Well, at that time, you could submit your own wares and we'll see where things go from there."
"Thank you, jii-san… jii-chan," Obito corrected with a bow that the man smiled sadly at.
"I sometimes wonder if you took all the maturity that girl had gained over the years."
"Perhaps or it could have come out of the ether, it's not like it's father who I got it from."
"Hmph, that man," the man looked annoyed but sighed all the same. "Very well, take care. I'll see about visiting every other weekend."
"I'll have some tea and biscuits prepared," the teen Uchiha smirked as the man laughed.
"I'd have thought you'd become a chef, not a tailor."
"Life is strange like that."
He departed after some more small talk, leaving Obito with a curious-eyed baby in his arms.
"N-Nii-nii?" She looked at him before stuffing her face into his haori as Obito sighed softly. "I-I'm gud girl?" Eri sniffled and held him close.
"Yes, you're an amazingly good girl, Eri," he whispered as she gripped his top tightly. "A smart, kind, pretty little girl who didn't deserve what our mother did to you."
"S-She hit you!" The girl cried into his top and he sighed.
'And I did the same back,' he'd felt some guilt, of course, he did, he'd been raised with love and care yet the moment a small horn is on his little sister's head, she deserves to be punished?
No, he wouldn't stand for that and if no one would for Eri, he'd turn against the entire world to make her life one where she could live happily.
~NRK~
The following morning, the two of them sat at the dinner table, Eri in a baby seat and the young man feeding her as he considered his options.
'I have to finish school,' he should possibly see about switching to online classes. "Who knew a baby could shift things so?" Obito said to himself as he wrote more into a small notebook at his side as he fed Eri.
"Hm-Mmm!" The one-year-old, and some change, grinned as she finished her food. "Fi-ish!"
"Yes, you did," Obito said before getting up and taking her out of her chair.
He spent the next hour of his Sunday burping Eri, checking if she soiled herself, and overall monitoring her mental health.
Once he was done doing all of that, he went to the decently-furnished living room with three large couches, a long coffee table, a bookshelf in the back corner, and a big TV in front of it all.
"He's spoiling us way too much," Obito muttered as Eri babbled away in her baby carrier around his chest. "Still, it's at least comfortable," he thought as he set her down in a cradle within the room and pushed the coffee table into the back couch.
After rolling up the carpet, he went to 'work' and began his push-ups.
The world he'd been reborn into was not safe, no matter how much less 'shadowy' backstabbing would happen.
Ignoring that he lived in a world where someone might have the power to shoot fire, Obito knew better than to be caught unaware and stopped mid-push-up to get up and grab a remote.
He turned on the TV before turning on the news channel.
Obito worked out as he listened in.
This just in, it's been thirty years since the rise of vigilantism has taken effect and the world's still on the fence about these so-called 'heroes'.
The male news anchor huffed at the sentence. It's isn't wrong to say that, yes, the lowering in quirk-enhanced crime can only really be thanks to these individuals. Especially from 2180, the day their rise began.
Another anchor, a woman, frowned. Yet, these so-called 'heroes' are nothing more than current-day vigilantes! In the past, no matter how altruistic, we dealt with these individuals by the law.
Yet, how would we handle the rise in quirked crime?
… the woman looked annoyed but pensive. … there has to be something. It's not like my concerns are unwarranted. Just recently, there's been a 'change of sides' with several vigilantes who had to be dealt with by, surprise surprise, more vigilantes. Is the public really supposed to trust such fickle individuals?
I'm noting your concern, I'm not exactly at ease around every quirked person I meet. The male caster sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. Yet, at present, the only thing stopping total anarchy is these 'heroes' of the people who decided that allowing many others like them would simply ruin the state of society. If anything, why don't we speak on the recent situation with the one named Enji Todoroki?
The woman wore a confused expression. The notable one where he hired a quirk woman as his youngest son's bodyguard? Or the fact that he, Yaoyorozu Production, and Tsunotori, the America-native company, have followed up and hired more of such individuals to guard their properties and selves?
Exactly. I think we can't just worry about vigilantes but the balance in the social structure is currently tipping, once more, in the favor of those with power. The man frowned as she grimaced. Whether we like them or not, surely, we can all agree that such moves are… concerning.
'It's true and yet the world's still half on the hate train for quirked people,' and those same individuals, once driven into a corner, would lash out and create a hysteria that fools would blame on them just based on them not being quirkless.
He finished his 300th push-up before moving onto more complicated versions, 'Spidermanning' in place.
Yet, the news would have it that America has been considering several acts towards them. Some rumors claim they're going to, get this, license them.
That sounds ridiculous! Who'd honestly put their faces up for such a thing?
Well, it's like you said, these random acts are still just that, random. People have jobs, lucky ones if they're not quirkless, and can't just keep on saving the day… but if they're being paid to do it?
The woman considered the idea. Well… it'd certainly be a nice idea but then you have to consider the ramifications of it all, yes? For one, they'll literally be ratting out every vigilante who joins and then you have the pay these people are supposed to get… I don't like it.
Still, it's only fair. Fighting, stopping destruction, saving lives? It's hard to say there's a price on such things when we're one meltdown quirk away from kissing all of Japan goodbye.
She groaned but saw his point. Hmph, we'll be back with the morning news after these commercials. Stay tuned for the upcoming debate with several philosophers on the concept of 'Truth vs Mutation'!
As the commercial played, Obito sighed.
"These people have no sense of self-preservation," he shook his head as Eri looked at him curiously.
"Self!" She said and he chuckled.
"Yes, well, they don't seem to care too much about themselves," he answered as she giggled.
They watched the news for another hour, the teen having gotten Eri a couple of toys to occupy her mind on the floor.
Meanwhile, Obito held onto an item that was wrapped in cloth with a curious expression. "..." He undid the wraps and looked at the weapon within.
From what knowledge he had of swords since being born in this plane of existence, this was a weapon with an odd 'quirk' to it, pun not intended. He ran his finger along the odd katana's back, the weapon dark gray in color and had dark blue wrapping around the bronze handle.
The blade was slightly curved and heavier than a normal katana, something with a good weight, for him, and odd kanji on the side of it. Not just there, either, it was all over the damn thing from the pommel to the handle to the hilt.
'Unbreakable,' this weapon had been given to him by their grandfather, having been left in his room along with another sword that was clearly for Eri. '... why did he give me this?' What was important about this weapon? "Why not give it to me earlier?"
Eri made a curious sound before crawling over and staring at the weapon as Obito re-wrapped it with a chuckle.
"Not for you, this is dangerous," he said, amused, as his sister pouted before he rubbed her cheek, the squishy cheeks of the girl easily pinchable, and Eri giggled as she leaned into his touch.
This little life would need several forms of tutelage, a lot of learning, and a bunch of support he hoped he was good enough to handle.
~NRK~
He donned a Gakuen uniform of his high school before looking at Eri.
The baby was currently on his bed, crawling around in a white onesie with a rabbit-eared hood.
"Alright, let's get this over with, yeah?" He couldn't just call in for a change of classes, especially not when he was almost at graduation. 'Being two years ahead has never felt so annoying,' Obito could only imagine the rumors that would spread and groaned before steeling his resolve. 'In the end, I have no such friends, no mature people around me to care for, nor any real need for a reputation.'
As the grandson of a yakuza like his father, as they spoke about Saturday, he was guaranteed space in one of the man's stores. He didn't really need anyone to hire him based on references from racists or people who were out to get him.
No one he should care about.
~NRK~
Of course, the change in the atmosphere around him as he walked down the street would be… mixed.
'God, it's like they'd never even seen a quirkless person with a quirked baby before,' Obito rolled his eyes as he walked to school… then again. 'Is it because I'm carrying a baby?' He began to realize as his eyebrow twitched at a shocked old woman who ran up to him.
"Obi-boya! My word! Say it ain't so!" She said as he sweatdropped.
"Please, give an explanation of whatever the hell is going on," Obito groaned.
"... wait so you ain't that girlie's father?"
"What?"
~NRK~
He ignored the security guards at the gate of his school who gawked at his little sister before trying to stop him.
Obito ignored the two beat-up guards at the gate of his school, the group of students all gawking at his amount of violence.
'That felt more cathartic than I thought,' not saying he'd go around attacking racists but… it was seeming very pleasant to his state of mind so he kept it closer than his 'ignore' part.
As he ignored the students who kept gaping at his 'new passenger' before reaching the doors to the school and going in-
"Uchiha, the hell is this?!" An older boy at his side said in outrage, his eyebrow twitching as Obito turned to see his look of disgust. "Why'd you bring that thing to-"
Kick to the knee. "AHH!" The boy's knees buckled.
Slam hand into the sternum, a bit below the center to his some kind of blood vessel.
"Hurk!"
And, finally, grip the neck and CHOKE.
The choking older teen in his grip was enough to get jumps out of the students around him.
"You talk to my sister like that again, Kaito, I'm ripping your throat out," was all Obito said, dropping the boy who rolled on the floor, gasping for air. "That goes for the rest of you lot, quirked or quirkless, I will make an example out of you."
He went in after that, leaving behind a pale crowd of teens.
All save for two. One of whom tilted her head curiously while the other, a boy, huffed.
'Well ain't that interesting?'
Meanwhile, Obito huffed as he navigated to the principal's office. 'Get this over with, get this over with,' he told himself over and over as he minded Eri's pacifier, the baby girl reaching up and patting his cheek. "Yes, I know, I know. I've got most of your things," he said to her as they stopped by the door to the principal's office.
He knocked thrice, waited for a bit, and entered with a slow peek into the room to find a man there.
He was tall and had pale skin with gray eyes and nape-length silvery-white hair. Wearing a gray suit with black pinstripes, black shoes, and a pair of glasses as he read some documents, the principal of Vader High School hummed as their gazes met.
"... Obito-kun, correct?" He said as Obito nodded and came forward before sitting down, his 'package' gaining the man's attention. "... U-Um, y-young man, is that child your-"
"No, she's not," Obito said immediately. "Her name's Eri, Eri Uchiha, she's my little sister and I'm now in charge of her since our parents kicked us out the moment they realized she had a quirk, Kimyona-sensei."
The principal's countenance changed as he frowned, eyes narrowed onto his desk. "... I see… you took upon you a great responsibility, Obito-kun, that's not something anyone can just do."
"That's why I'm here."
"You're dropping out?"
"What? No, I was just asking to have my classes shifted from on-premises to virtual."
"Oh, thank goodness!" The man sighed in relief as Obito rolled his eyes. "Well, that should be easy, you've already turned in your year-end assignments for all your classes, which all received 'A-'s at the minimum," the principal grinned as the young man nodded. "And all that's left is your end-of-year exams. You'll have to be here for those, mind you."
"That's fine, I can handle it-"
Squeak!
Obito blinked, stopping mid-sentence, as his head turned to a door at the right side of the principal's office, Principal Kimyona's shaky grin enough to tell him it wouldn't be a simple situation.
"... should I… ask?"
"... hmm, no, but perhaps you can help," the man considered with a growing smile. "You see, there's a student of ours who needs more help with school work than you'll ever need… and the thing is, she's also one who only does virtual classes due to her quirk's…quirkiness."
"Nice pun, sir."
"I try," the man said with a nervous smile before gesturing to the door. "Please, maybe you can help her, she's not a bad person but she, sadly, does hang out with bad people," he frowned as Obito got up.
He went to the door and turned the knob while peeking in.
"Hello, you're-" Obito began to say, words calm and measured… and it all went out the window as his eyes widened, his face burned, and he slammed the door shut.
"Huh? What happened-?"
"You didn't say she was cha-!"
"H-Huh?! W-Wait!" The voice from before, that had been squeaking, squeaked again as she pushed against the door while he pushed back. "W-What did you see?!"
"Enough! That's what I saw! Get dressed!" Obito said as they fought to open the door before the snout that had pushed out burned bright red and slipped back in with another one of those squeaks. "Dammit!"
"Ah, apologies," the principal said, looking a bit embarrassed as Obito's eyebrow twitched. "It's… there was a clothing malfunction for her and her old uniforms, that's part of why she's been doing virtual classes… and also because the outfitters aren't as helpful as I'd like."
His eyebrow twitched some more before he groaned, stopped pushing against the door, and knocked on it.
"... h-hello?" Now that she wasn't screaming in embarrassment nor muffled too much by the door, Obito could hear the slightly high-pitched but soft tone of the woman. "S-Sir?"
Obito facepalmed, remembering what he'd seen. 'Being with a woman like that…' God, he was really hopeless. "Yes, well, I'm aware of your… malfunction," the embarrassed 'squeak' that followed left him confused. 'Isn't she a shark or fox?' He hadn't known from what he'd seen.
His eyes had snapped to the pair of orbs she'd had in a barely wearable bra and that had taken over his mind.
"W-What about it?" She asked, her suspicion raised.
"Let me see it, you can't be running around with a barely contained… torso."
"YOU SAW?!"
"It's not like I did so on purpose!"
"Your eyes shifted!"
Obito burned as his principal laughed a bit. "Sir!" He growled at the man's amusement.
"Apologies, please, continue."
Obito groaned. "Listen, I get it, I'm sorry, it just… happened. Right now, let's leave that be so I can fix your uniform."
"..." The woman was clearly hesitant but the slightest creak of the door told Obito her answer, the young man taking the offered bits of cloth as he heard rustling on the other side. "G-Give them back immediately when you're done," she sounded so resigned and Obito frowned before a sound from below him got his attention.
"Hmm, Eri?" He said softly to the baby who looked up at him and reached for the clothes, much to his amusement. "This isn't yours to play with, they're someone else's," Obito chuckled as he set down his bookbag, and his newest katana-carrier bag, before pulling some things out of it, surprising his principal.
"Sewing supplies?" The man asked as the quirked woman made an odd sound from behind the door. "Obito-shounen, you do have… well, a home, right?" Kimyona looked hesitant.
"Yes, we do, it's just getting used to the suddenness of it all, you know?" Obito said before he rolled some thread in-between his fingers.
He worked for maybe five minutes, the man blinking at the sheer competency of the teen while the door cracked open to reveal a teal-colored snout with white underfur, a pair of orange eyes looking down at the working boy with a look of awe.
Obito bit off the thread and finished up the skirt and sailor fuku. "Hmph, done," he said to himself, putting his things away.
"T-That was amazing, Obito-shounen!" The principal said in awe as the boy held up the finished products.
"I had to add more black to the girl's uniform, though, so I'm not sure how people are gonna like the random bits of black. I usually prepare for my own uniform and the fabric in ours is a bit tougher," he said to the man who looked increasingly surprised. "... wait," the boy blinked as he looked at the uniform again. "W-Wait, hold on, this is the girls' uniform!?"
"Y-Yes?"
"I thought it was a woman on the other side of the door!"
"... hahaha," the man laughed a bit as the snout peeking through the door burned bright red. "No, I told you, didn't I? Her quirk makes it hard for her to come to school normally."
Obito blushed as his head mechanically turned to the face peeking out the door, his cheek twitching the girl around his age blushed a brighter red.
"... Here," he said mechanically as he held up the articles of clothing to her, a big, slightly clawed, hand coming out and taking them gently before the door closed. "... A-A moment, I'm just curious," Obito said without thinking, the door stopping for a moment.
"Y-Yes?" She said.
"... are you a dolphin? Shark? Fox?"
"..." She peeked out again, blinking in surprise at his growing embarrassment, the boy facepalming.
"Ignore me."
"F-Fox."
"... a second likely invasive question… no tail?"
"N-No."
"... I'm sorry."
The girl blushed again but tucked back in without a look of distaste, leaving Obito with a babbling Eri and a face full of slight shame.
"Sir, I think I'm an idiot."
"Hahaha!"
Meanwhile, behind the door, the young woman held her red cheek before looking down at her clothes.
'... don't I know him?' She thought, blonde locks falling past her fluffy fox ears into her vision. "..."
She put on the uniform, a blue, white, and black, for the skirt, a thing that she found herself surprised by once she had it all on.
'I-It fits?' Her eyes widened as she raised her arms tentatively.
She balked and twisted, stretched, and hopped a bit in embarrassment but it stayed… a-appropriate!
Her uniform fit!
"I'll take my leave, sir, I think it's better that I not go to class with a baby on me," came that boy's, Obito's, voice.
"That's fine, thank you for your efforts today, I can only imagine what life is like for you now," their principal said.
"Yes, it's not a change I expected but I'll literally live with her, she's not the one I'm at odds with."
"So, be honest with me, your parents… they-"
"Tried to disown her so I disowned them for the both of us."
Her eyes widened as she looked at the door.
"... you're a kind young man."
"I don't believe so but I'll take the compliment."
With that, his steps went away before the sound of a door opening and closing reached her enhanced hearing.
'He's not normal,' she thought, growing red as she remembered that he'd seen her in j-just her underwear! '... he called me a woman,' the girl's face went red.
Not 'monster', 'kitsu-onna', or 'mutant'.
Woman. He'd recognized her as a mature person… a woman.
"You can come out, now, Ippan-shoujo," the principal said as she did so with an embarrassed face. "Hmm, I guess you've never met Obito-kun before," he said with a smile as she nodded.
"I-I didn't think there was someone who didn't mind q-quirks like him… h-he called me a 'woman'."
"Yes, well, Obito-kun is rather… hmm, silent but kind despite his own words."
She nodded at that.
Obito finally walked out the school doors and ignored the still shaky students who gave him a wide berth.
'... this isn't so bad-' He began to think only for the day to go 'bad' as a nearby building erupted into dust and stone, screaming from the guards gaining the frozen students' attention. "... fuck my life," he said as he hurried to the gates, the farthest place from the chaos.
Many screamed before rushing out of the school right behind him, the Uchiha just lucky he had a head start.
He ran out the gates past the shocked guards while reassuring the whining Eri she'd be alright.
Still, as he ran, Obito noted the situation at hand with a frown.
In the panic, he saw the individual at the top of the building, a woman whose hair spiked up with glowing energy and whose hands pulsed with some sort of similar thing… plasma.
Was that a woman who could wield plasma?
"Shit," he cursed under his breath, slipping into a nearby alleyway and grimacing as others followed his example, making the space a bit cramped for his tastes. "Dammit."
"Uchiha?! Dude, come on, I don't want any shit to happen!" The boy from earlier, Kaito, pleaded as Obito grimaced at him.
The younger third-year sighed hotly but ignored him and they all watched as that rogue quirked woman went on a rampage.
"YOU SPITE ME FOR SOME LITTLE ACCIDENTS?! HOW ABOUT SOME BIG-ASS EXPLOSIONS?!" She roared to the world as the sounds of sirens could be heard.
"Haa, at least this'll get solved," he whispered to Eri who clenched her baby carrier in worry. "I know, I know."
Still… that woman continued to rampage, heated bolts shooting out, again and again, against buildings while people screamed, cars screeching in the streets, and rubble fell without focus.
He grit his teeth before looking back at the also-horrified people.
'I need to get out of here,' he thought, minding Eri's pacifier. "Just hold on-"
"SQUEAK!" He froze at the sound… the very familiar sound. "W-We need to run!" Another squeak came out into the air of chaos.
'No… fuck!' Obito leaned out the alleyway to see that woma-girl and man. "Dammit!" He ran out, much to the disbelief of those in the alleyway.
Ippan squealed as the two of them jumped as they ran, a large bit of building crashing behind them.
"Oh, God!" The man yelled as they looked back at it.
"For the love of God, KEEP RUNNING!" Obito shouted at them as he ran down the street, the two flinching before running after him. "Dammit!" The former shinobi cursed as they congregated before continuing down the street. "Whatever, no talking, keep running!"
They did, hurrying out of the blast radius of the insane woman.
Ippan looked beyond worried as Obito grimaced and their principal just looked frightened beyond belief.
"Just keep running, we should be able to hide soon," the boy said as they skidded around a corner and made to run only to find worse news there.
Why? Oh, well, it was only because another violent quirk-user was running amok and was currently tossing cars about like some kinda ape… which wasn't racist because he was one, an ape-man of some sort, but that wasn't the point!
Right now, they needed to get out of here!
"This way!" Kimyona shouted as the four of them hurried into an alleyway. "What in the world is happening?!" He said quietly as the three able-bodied ones huffed.
Obito, meanwhile, was trying to take care of Eri, the baby girl seemingly on the edge of crying.
"I know, I know," he whispered quickly to her, removing her from her carrier and holding her close. "I know, Eri-chan, please, be brave for a bit more," Obito whispered some more to the baby sniffling into his shoulder, Ippan and Kimyona looking back at him with looks of concern. "I'll handle her, just keep an eye out for more of those criminals."
They did, Obito pulling out some baby formula for the girl who didn't take to it and he sighed before putting it back and just walking back and forth with her. As he did, he noted something hopeful.
"You both," he whispered loudly and they both turned to him and where he was pointing down.
A manhole cover!
"Oh, thank God," their principal said with a look of relief while Ippan blushed at it.
"Um…" She tried to say something but stopped, paling a bit.
Kimyona and Obito plucked the cover open with a combined effort, the man noting that the boy's one arm was more than enough to help him pluck it up.
The smells weren't great, to Ippan especially, but it was an option.
"Alright, go down," Obito said to the man who nodded.
As he did, looking around the place as he descended, before finding something surprising.
People also hid down there, many who looked horrified and covered their noses with cloth or clothing.
"Shut it! Shut it!" One of them hissed at him and he grimaced, going back up to tell his students.
"There are more people down here, Ippan-kun, Obito-kun," he said to Obito and Ippan who frowned.
"That's fine. Ippan, you need to…" The brunette began to say only to note the girl's downward-facing head. "... Come on, we don't have time?" Obito said, confused.
"I-I can't fit," she told him, a horrifying resignation on her face that his eyes widened at. "I-It's fine, I can stay out of trouble while you guys get away."
"... sensei," Obito sighed as the man blinked at him. "Go down there and be safe," he said as he moved his foot beneath the manhole cover and began to shift it over, much to Kimyona and Ippan's horror. "Stay safe."
"O-Obito-kun?!" That was all he got out before having the cover put on even if slightly ajar.
"O-Obito-kun? W-What are you doing?!" The fox girl hissed at him as he walked up to her and frowned.
"You're not gonna last up here alone," he said grimly as she flinched. "We'll wait it out together, no ifs, ands, or buts."
She looked both horrified and touched, looking down with a sad expression. "I-I'm quirked, Obito-kun… t-there's a chance they won't care about me."
"A chance," Obito said. "You're assuming they're not going to target you specifically but what has proven that? They're attacking indiscriminately. You'll get caught regardless."
She grimaced, her large hands facing her as they sat down.
"..."
"..."
The area rumbled randomly, startling Ippan constantly while Obito frowned, eyes closed and focusing on the area around them.
The screaming of other civilians, the echo of explosions, gunshots, and the like giving the fox girl the jitters.
Obito had been focused on the situation, not allowing any of it to phase him, when he blinked at a body settling down next to him, hands wrapping around his bicep. "... Ippan?" He looked at her and blinked at how pale the girl was, how horrified she looked, and how frightened her hands' grip was. "... it's fine, it's going to be alright," he whispered to her and Eri, the baby looking up at the two with watery eyes he sighed at.
As they waited things out, Obito frowned as the explosions kept happening.
Why the heck were things still going on? It'd been fifteen minutes, what was happening?
Why had the gunshots stopped and screeching tires reached their ears?
"The hell?" Obito frowned as he looked up at the building across from them and his eyes widened as a figure landed atop it. "...?"
The figure's form jumped high into the sky before plasma slammed into them, sending them careening out of view.
"... a vigilante?" He realized as Ippan perked up, looking at him.
"R-Really?" She asked, hopefully, before he shrugged.
"I don't know. Most likely but with how things are going, we'll have to wait and see, you understand?"
"Y-Yeah, what happens if they can't beat them?"
"Or what happens if they cause enough damage to kill us."
She flinched and gripped him tighter.
As they waited another ten minutes, the two jumped as something crashed up above before falling down into the alleyway.
"EEEEEK?!" Ippan had pulled Obito off the floor and held him against her body, within her arms.
Obito, ignoring the mounds that had become his suffocation hazard, pulled his face out of her chest. "What is it?" He asked, face red but his mind focused despite his 'internal issues'. 'No, no, no! Now is not the time!'
The dust-covered individual coughed as they got up on shaky feet. "F-Fuck, that hurts."
The two teens blinked as the figure's body became visible.
It was a girl, maybe around their age, who waved off the dust with a huff before holding her side.
Her hair glowed bright green, flaming hair extensions rising into the air before her black-masked face blinked at the two of them, oculars widening as she grew nervous.
"S-Shit!" She squealed, sharp teeth on display as her black tights, white hoodie, and brown boots shifted, her fingerless gloves revealing the sharp claws for hands she had. "Crap! You guys need to leave!" She said to them as Ippan flinched, Obito's body struggling to fight her strength for a moment before he slipped out.
"Come on!" He told the bigger-than-usual teen, grabbing her hand and pulling her onto rigid feet. "If she got hit here, we-!"
The three froze as a shadow blotted out the sun, all three of them looking up at a grinning gorilla quirk user.
Obito slipped Eri into her baby carrier backward before grabbing both girls by the arm and running out of the alleyway just in time.
They stumbled out into the street, the two females barely regaining their composure to continue running alongside him as the criminal gave chase, his large, SUV-sized, body causing slight rumbles every step he took.
"Dammit! Keep going!" The vigilante told the two as she skidded to a stop, hair burning bright before she flew into the criminal who was sent flying back as she skidded to a stop from her flying lunge. "I've got this!"
The two of them did, rushing down the street and seeing the true carnage that had taken place.
Crushed cars, melted poles, large craters, and molten stone rested on the street they'd originally run from, their school maybe two blocks away.
"O-Oh my God," they skid to a stop, the destruction in front of them making them pivot off into another direction. "T-This is horrible!"
"It is and this is why, despite what people say, we need vigilantes," he admitted as her head snapped to him in disbelief. "I'm not some fool who thinks we're going to be fine forever with normal weaponry. No reasonable person wouldn't realize that the world is more dangerous than it's ever been in the past, things change and we have to change our methods to handle them."
She blinked before swallowing as they kept running-
Obito slammed into her stomach with his back, the two of them tumbling back and barely dodging the explosion of heated plasma in front of them.
"H-Huh?!" Ippan shot up with a squeak, the boy and his sister in her grip. "What?!"
"Ippan, we need to run!" He shouted at her.
"Not so fast," came a voice from behind them, the two teens turned to see the first woman, the plasma-user.
She looked like crap, honestly, what with her left arm hanging limp and her legs hobbled towards the three.
"... take Eri and run," Obito said quietly as he broke out of Ippan's grip with some difficulty, the girl squeaking at him as he passed his sister to her, the foxy teen taking her involuntarily. "I'll handle this as best I can," he added as he dropped his bag at her feet while keeping his katana-carrier bag. 'Can I do this?' If this katana was magically unbreakable? Yes.
"Oh, a hero, huh?" The woman grinned weakly, her office lady clothes basically in tatters but her right arm held strong. "A quirkless boy like you, it's your type that causes the problems in the world."
"A shining example of peace, are we?"
"I've done nothing to deserve the disdain I've received! My existence isn't what drives your racism!"
She lobbed a plasma bolt at him and Obito grimaced before swinging out with his bag.
He fought the projectile for a moment before reflecting it away, much to his, her, and Ippan's shock.
The bag had burned but the sheath remained unharmed, the black and golden covering not showing any melting or smoking parts.
"W-What?!" The woman choked while he hummed and remembered the kanji.
'Ah, so that's it,' well, maybe, he'd have to see.
The boy discarded the bag entirely before walking forward towards the woman with the blade locked into its sheath.
She threw her right arm out again, another bolt.
He blocked and sent it into the ground again, more confidence in his movements.
Obito broke out into a run that had the criminal flinching before she kept lobbing those bolts again and again. He didn't stop, slipping in and out of her attacks with ease as he came in close.
"?!" She tried to swing out at him but a simple sidestep evaded it before she choked at the sheathed weapon slamming into her neck.
Her knees buckled.
Rotate and swing for the back of her head.
A loud 'THWACK!' rang out before the woman hit the ground, knocked out cold, leaving him sighing as he rolled his shoulder.
'That was easier than expected,' the fact she was out an arm probably helped but it was also more factors.
These people weren't trained killers. It was a bit in favor of what she said.
They hadn't done anything wrong, they were just folks pushed to the brink of what they could handle and broke down due to circumstances out of their control.
He sighed sadly, looking down at the knocked-out woman before he hurried back to Ippan whose mouth remained dropped, her sharp teeth on display.
"Y-You beat her?" The girl looked shocked but he shook his head.
"She'd already been disabled enough for me to do so easily. Besides… I don't know about the gorilla man but she wasn't a monster, she was simply pushed too much," he sighed and Ippan's ears flopped against her head as she held Eri, the baby reaching out for her brother.
Picking up what remained of his sword bag, Obito tied the sheathed weapon at his waist and took back the baby with a gracious nod.
"Thanks for looking after her," he said as Ippan blushed a bit, messing with her fingers.
"Y-You're welcome… what do we do now?"
"If I had to guess? Go home," he shrugged as she blinked, tilting her head at him.
"J-Just go home? Why?" Ippan asked.
"Well, what's there to do? If it wasn't obvious what happened then things are messier than we could handle. I'm not a vigilante and the last thing I need is for someone to mistake me for one."
They began to walk back to that street where they left the burning hair vigilante.
Looking in, they sighed in relief, a knocked-out gorilla man currently left on the ground and the vigilante not in sight.
"With this, we're done here."
~NRK~
As it turned out, the girl, Ippan, had followed him home before they blinked as she pointed down the opposite street towards her home.
"... how long have we been that close?" Obito asked, confused, while she giggled a bit.
"A-Alright, I hope I'll see you around… O-Obito-kun," she blushed a bit while he shrugged before he gestured to his home.
"Would you like some tea before you go home?"
Moments later, Ippan blinked at the seemingly new house.
"D-Did you move in recently?"
"Yeah, Saturday."
"No wonder we haven't seen each other, y-you did just get here-thank you," she said immediately as he placed some tea and amazing biscuits on the dining table, things that had her stomach growling, much to her embarrassment. "O-Oh?!" Ippan's nose twitched involuntarily and she swallowed back some drool.
"Go on, you can eat," he said as he sat down next to Eri, the baby girl reaching out for him, quickly being put into his lap.
The girl did, eating a biscuit pretty quickly, what with her six-foot, and some change, frame before blushing as she chewed.
She swallowed and ate some more, drinking some tea after her fifth biscuit of the fifteen he made.
"T-That's amazing!" She complimented as he chuckled, taking one for himself.
"I enjoy cooking from time to time," Obito said as he broke off a small, soft, piece and had Eri chew on it, the baby girl squealing as she enjoyed it.
Ippan blinked at the two, remembering his situation with a sad frown. "Y-Your parents really disowned you?" She asked him as he looked at her.
"Yes, it's the truth," Obito admitted with a nod as she grimaced. "Sadly, I can honestly say, it was only a matter of time," Ippan blinked.
"W-Why?"
"Well, if they would do this to their own daughter… what do you think they thought of other quirked people?" The girl flinched and he nodded. "Exactly, they weren't even discrete about it, either. It got to a point where I started staying over at my grandfather's place for most of the week."
Ippan didn't want to think about it, not in the least. If someone would disown their own child, w-what would they do to someone with a quirk who wasn't a part of their family?
Her mood dropped and Obito sighed. "I'm sorry, I didn't wish to worry you," he said with a hand rubbing the back of his head.
Eri made another hungry sound and he smiled softly.
"I wish things could have ended differently but I can't dwell on it, I won't allow myself to be ruled by my past," he said to her, getting a look from the girl. "I'm not gonna let that affect Eri no matter what. As her brother, it's my job to ensure she lives a life without difficulty. It's going to be tough but I'll find a way."
Ippan blinked at him, eyebrows raised. '... he's different from me,' she bit her lip a bit before nodding. "You're a lot stronger than me, Obito-kun."
"I've just developed faster though you've kinda beat me in that regard," he admitted, one eye closed and a bit of a blush on his face as she blinked before burning bright red. "... apologies."
"I-I think we should forget that!" She squeaked and he nodded. "... A-And I'm not sure why my quirk does this," Ippan admitted, looking at her hands as he hummed. "F-Foxes aren't even that big a-and yet I'm huge!"
"You're not even a foot taller than me."
"But for a girl, I'm a giant!"
"... not wrong," Obito shrugged. "But you just have to make the most of your situation, no offense, but you've got advantages others don't."
"Well… I could live without them," she said with a downward look. "I-I'm not even… strong enough to let go of…" He blinked as she looked a bit miserable.
"... is there an issue you're having problems with?" Obito asked with a frown and she flinched.
"N-No! It's fine! He's how I made it this far!"
"Ippan, what the hell does that mean?" She flinched again, looking away. "... Ippan… is someone making you do things you don't want to?"
"W-What?! N-No… T-That is! Um…" She floundered for an explanation that didn't make her look more guilty before she just stopped, gripping her skirt. "... I… if you don't have power in this world… Obito-kun," she trembled a bit.
Obito's eyes darkened. "..."
"You need to latch onto people who do… I-I know you're not like that, I-I do! Maybe… if things had been different…" She trailed off before something rang.
Obito blinked as she pulled something out of her bag… something he was surprised by. "You have a cellphone," she smiled humorlessly. "H-Hello?"
-It's me, Josei. Where the hell are you? The meeting's tonight and we need you to keep that kid under control!-
Obito's face shifted into an apathetic expression as she tried to hide her phone from him, her weak expression was impossible to hide from him, though.
"I-I'm coming, I got caught up in the attack by the school," she said and his loud huff had her ears flopping. "... I'm coming, I was just being held back a bit, Victor-kun. T-Tell Tenko-kun I'm coming, alright?"
-Tsk, that fucking kid won't eat-
"I'm coming back!" She said urgently, ending the call and quickly getting up before rushing to the door.
Obito watched her go before she stopped by the foyer, head down. "... T-Thank you for being around, Obito-kun," she said, turning back with a big smile his eyes closed at. "Maybe… one day I can be strong like you."
She put on her shoes before leaving, closing the door behind her with a look of resignation that Obito simply replayed in his mind time and time again.
"..." He pulled out his phone as Eri grabbed onto his uniform's top. "... hello, grandfather?"
-Yes, my boy?-
"Do you think I could leave Eri with you for tonight?"
~NRK~
Ippan grimaced as she returned to that apartment, the outside of it covered in graffiti, the marks basically all rounding back to one thing.
Mutants.
Monsters.
Abominations.
She sighed as she walked up the steps and went inside before moving to the side of a thrown bottle, a woman at the end of the hall with horns woven from her hair, her quirk, twitching as she growled at her.
"Finally got your fat ass here?" She asked Ippan who frowned. "You realized we're all supposed to be here, right, Giganto Bitch?"
"That's not my name, Kuri. Why are you waiting in the hall? I thought Victor wanted us all down in the basement?" Ippan asked with a bigger frown as she noted the entire hall. "... Where's Tenko-kun?"
"In solitary confinement, ma'am~," The older female said with a disgusted expression as Ippan rushed past her without hesitation.
She tried to grab her but the mutant girl was too fast, far too fast with her quirk's innate abilities.
"Damn that bitch!"
Ippan, meanwhile, focused as she climbed to the third floor in no time, bypassing all the individuals standing outside specific rooms and the like.
"Hey, Ippan-~"
"No."
"Come on, bitch-"
"No."
She hurried past all of them, the annoyed men scoffing at her.
"Victory Bitch," they huffed in unison.
She didn't care, not for their words, their inappropriate touches, their needless heckling, or their unwanted gazes.
No… Ippan didn't care for a single man in this fucking building… but she cared for a young boy. One who needed so much help, so much…
She bit back the tears as she made it to a room with a woman and man at the front of it, the two's looks like night and day.
The woman had fair skin, red eyes, and dark gray dreads that the schoolgirl knew could become needles at a moment's notice, the woman's biker outfit covered in rips and tears.
"Ah, someone returned," she said with one eye closed, arms crossed. "Your boy's been rather annoying as of late, real problem child."
"Hmph," the 'man' on the other side of the doorframe huffed. "More like he's just refused ta do anythin' if his momma ain't home."
He was tall, lithe, and covered in a thick black vest and cargo pants, his feet bare. His arms, meanwhile, were nothing more than large bat wings, the appendages folded, at the moment, but the arms atop them were easily as usable as normal human arms. He had white skin, a wicked set of teeth, black eyes hidden behind a large blue visor, and a pair of bat ears coming out the top of his head.
"... Batto, Hari, when?" Ippan asked and the two huffed before shrugging.
"We don't know, Victor just decided ta do it a few hours ago," the woman, Hari, said with another shrug. "Whatever, our job's done," she said as they walked off together. "We're gonna go and get some booze!"
"You comin'?" Batto asked with a smirk as Ippan huffed. "Yes, yes, kiddie, geez, ya live in a dump, gotta make up for it somehow besides taking on another mouth to feed."
Ippan frowned as she entered the room without waiting, the room an apartment that had been filched for everything within it and left with paint-curling walls and broken wood.
Within it, she rushed to a small boy on the ground, the small child's pale-blue hair and scratching fair skin all she needed to even catch a hint of to grab him and hold him close.
"I'm here, I'm here, I'm here," she whispered repeatedly to the boy who flinched, his hands raised before they froze. "It's me, Tenko-kun," Ippan rocked with him into a calm state as his hands, each finger covered by some tape, wrapped around her. 'This… h-how could I let this happen?' Her eyes burned as she hugged the boy tighter. "C-Come on, let's go and eat, alright?" She asked the boy whose head nodded in her chest.
She stood up with him in her embrace before leaving the room with sad eyes and took him to the stairwell on the other side of the way she came before going up to the ninth floor.
Going in, she walked into the first room to the side of the stairwell door, the inside of the apartment in question a sight better, much better, than all the other parts of the building.
She breathed in her safe space before taking the boy over to the living room and putting him down, with some hesitation.
"I'll make us something to eat, alright?" She whispered to him, embracing him one more time before going to the kitchen.
She made something simple with ingredients they did have. "I'll need to do some shopping," she told herself, thinking about the funds she did have. "Dammit," Ippan closed the fridge before going to the pantry.
Twenty minutes later, the boy, Tenko, came over with his favored blanket around his shoulders to the table where Ippan put down plates of eggs and rice.
"E-E-chan?" He spoke to her, wiping his eyes as she came over and hugged him again. "T-They were mean, E-nee… I-I wanted to hurt them."
"I know, I know," she whispered, ignoring the boy's slight misconception of her name like always. "Come on, let's eat and you can… y-you can rest."
They ate in silence, the boy simply focusing on his food while Ippan sighed silently.
'Three more months… a-and I can find a better job,' she'd have her diploma and with the rise of quirk acceptance, even if not in her specific ward in Tokyo, she could find something better than the flex warehouse work. "... how is it, Tenko-kun?" She asked him and the boy blinked, looking up at her with his dim red eyes.
"Um… it's nice," he said as she nodded. "... we're doing bad things to those people again," Tenko said to her, eyes looking for an answer.
"... y-yes, we are."
"You don't like doing it, nee-chan… that's I'll do it," he said simply like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Ippan held back the tears and her smile was shaky. "Y-Yes, because you're a s-strong little hero, you know that?"
"Yep!" The boy grinned widely, his happiness shooting a dose of 'this is alright' into her veins. "Hmm… n-nee-chan?" He fumbled with his taped-up fingers, getting a nod from Ippan. "D-Did you go to a friend's house?"
Her eyes widened. "W-Why do you say so?"
"You smelled like something warm."
Oh… "I'll brush my teeth before we go, alright?"
He nodded.
They finished up before brushing their teeth, changing into their 'it's time' clothes.
Winter wear was basically all it was, the brown boots, black cargo pants, the similarly colored long-sleeve top, gloves, and a dark brown hoodie with a mask at the collar, they sat in their living room, watching some kind of cartoon on the TV.
There was a knock on the door as eight o'clock hit, the two getting up and answering it to find an average-height man there, his peach skin on display only around his face and arms.
Wearing a gray metal helmet with a pair of slanted black demon eyes on the front, a thick light tan ballistic vest, black military fatigues, and a pair of black boots, he frowned at the two with a tutting finger.
"You two have been giving me quite the trouble," he said with a shake of the head as Ippan grimaced.
"I told you."
"Yes and, lucky for you, you were right there was a big ass attack, my lovely," she held back her disgust at his 'pet name'. "Now, come on, we've gotta meet that bastard, Shashin."
"Huh? W-Wait, hold on… isn't he the fourth-biggest group in the city?!" Ippan shrieked as he winced, covering his ears, the fingertips of each of his hands covered by small cannons.
"Dammit, bitch! I just got this helmet!" He groaned. "And yes, he is, that's why we're gonna gun him down or throw the Decay Kid at him," Victor said as he pointed at Tenko whose eyes narrowed. "Best be on your better shit, kid, your 'sister' is riding on that. And might be doing the same for me if you fuck up."
Tenko growled and the man sighed before raising a finger to his forehead.
"Capiche?"
"Victor!" Ippan shrieked again, this time on purpose, so as he grimaced and stepped back, rubbing his ears.
"Dammit! Fuck, is your quirk really being a fox?!"
She growled a bit and he huffed.
"We're leaving in ten minutes, hurry the hell up."
~NRK~
He crouched atop the rooftop, his right eye hidden behind his orange swirl mask. 'So, this is the situation, huh?'
Black ninja sandals, black pants, a familiar black cloak with red clouds, and a pair of gloves adorned the former shinobi who hid in the shadow of a laundromat across the street from Ippan's 'home', his weapon sitting across his back.
There was a large gathering outside the apartment, leaving Obito frowning as he watched the group. His eyes, even without his Sharingan, were a powerful pair that allowed him more than enough vision to look at the faces of each of these individuals before he landed on two.
'Found her,' Ippan walked out with a small child's hand in her own, a boy whose red eyes looked dim. "..."
He watched them go down the street and gave chase when they were far enough away, jumping across buildings and rushing over rooftops to keep them in his sight, well aware of the sniper they had on the roof. The person who jumped off their apartment's roof flew through the air.
'Wind feet?' So, something like 'Air Walk' would be a good name. 'But, please, lead the way to your comrades.'
They traveled for a time, the Uchiha following with a slower pace but with no lacking in distance.
'... hold the fuck up… why the hell are we so close to my parents' house?' He blinked as he watched from above a moderately-tall registration building. 'Where is this going? I know this area, it's not the greatest and it has yakuza all around but this shouldn't be a possible combat point, my grandfather's group would eat these guys alive…' Something stank here and he didn't like it.
As he watched the sniper move on, Obito didn't and, instead, moved down the registration building's levels, the building closed early so he could scale down with ease.
Reaching the bottom floor, he went into the elevator and slid a special ID card against the reader.
The box went down below the basement of the building and stopped on the next floor before he stepped out into a large area where a bunch of weaponry was held. 'It's a good thing he has control of this place,' Obito said as he grabbed several kunai off a wall and got a pouch.
Kunai, ninja wire, and shuriken, that's all he had. He wasn't going to use explosives when he wanted to grab Ippan and that child, he guessed.
'I need to figure out where that boy stands,' hopefully in the 'on her side' category.
Hurrying back up with a telescope from off the wall by the elevator, Obito slinked out an open window on the second floor before slipping into an alleyway where cameras weren't watching.
He got to the top of a building and saw that the group had dispersed with three individuals… Ippan, that man with the helmet, and the boy heading towards his parents' house… oh fuck him, that was not a situation he wanted.
Obito hurried, slipping by roaming yakuza with a special handsign that only they knew, their eyes widening as he disappeared into alleys before sending the information to the head of their group.
'It's good that jii-san knows I'm gonna be following these guys,' maybe he could take them down without too much effort? "... wait, why are Ippan and the boy doing this?" The girl didn't look too happy and the boy had a look of stoicism that didn't belong to a child. "... are they being forced to?" But why a child?
… A quirk?! His eyes widened in horror. The boy likely had a quirk that would do something and, with how he and Ippan were 'attached', she likely had some form of control over him…
He hurried to them, pulling out his bandaged-to-the-middle blade in preparation.
'The man with them needs to die first and foremost,' if he took out the 'head' he could let his father's men handle the rest. 'But I'll be revealing myself,' and Eri by proxy. "... shit."
Why do this for someone he barely knew? Why not let her deal with the fallout? Sure, she probably didn't want a hand in this.
It wasn't her fault. She got lent a hand she couldn't plan for and likely… hadn't known better… taken advantage of by a man she didn't think she'd ever have needed to worry about…
'I'm that much of an idiot,' he thought as he made it to the deli building across from his ex-parents' house, the three right in front of the door. 'A fool like no one else!'
A kunai pouch flicked open with two kunai on his middle and pointer finger.
Ippan felt more nervous than she ever did before. 'T-This is too much!' She realized it too late.
She… she might have let Victor do as he pleased with her body if she could have prevented this… a disgusting moment was worth less than their lives!
She knocked on the door with shaking fingers as Victor's hands cocked themselves, both of them raised.
"Nice and easy," he said even as Ippan swallowed nervously.
They waited for a moment before nothing happened, the two older individuals frowning for different reasons.
"Come on, go in-"
"Victor… c-can we not do this right now?" Ippan asked as his cheek twitched. "T-Think about it, aren't we in yakuza territory?" She whispered hotly while Tenko turned to the boss of their group. "What happens if we're caught?!"
"You think I didn't plan for this shit?! No yakuza know we're here! All we have to do is go in and run this guy's pockets before giving him the business," Victor hissed back.
"If we break-in, that's gonna make more noise than we could imagine!"
"Listen, Ippan, you could have made a different choice," he said pervertedly as she blushed and then grimaced, neither of the two noting the shadow moving into a far-off alleyway. "You came here because the other option was no good, right?"
Was she really about to… she looked at the frowning Tenko before steeling her resolve. "... F…" She grit her teeth as he grinned wider, hands raised.
"Anything that happens after you open that mouth is on you~"
Her core went cold as she reached her breaking point… but she had to do this… for Tenko.
"... Fi-"
"Well aren't you two interesting?" Came a voice from between them, the three's eyes widening as they jumped back only for a series of gunshots to ring out from the surrounding areas, hidden yakuza members from the nearby alleyways slipping into view.
"That bitch!" Victor raised his finger guns before taking shots every chance he got while Ippan covered Tenko as she ran away. "Dammit, woman! This isn't over!"
Ippan hoped this was her big break only to skid to a halt as cars came screeching into the intersection. "... o-oh no," she realized before their group of quirk-users and gunmen came in guns blazing. "No!" She dropped down, covering Tenko as the bullets flew. "Dammit! This is all my fault!" She realized with the tears finally falling.
She should have been stronger, it shouldn't have been something she got involved with and she wouldn't be here!
She grimaced as some bullets skirted across her lower back, hissing but keeping her voice down as she looked up for a way out before her eyes narrowed.
Ippan scrambled to her feet before running with Tenko in her grip and aiming towards the line of her group, hissing as another bullet skirted her bicep and thigh but kept going.
Getting close, she lunged forward before rolling past a pair of gunmen, letting out fast breaths while checking on the worried-looking Tenko.
"W-We're fine, Tenko-kun, I promise," she said slowly as she gasped behind the front of a car, looking around before noting that all their people were focused on the yakuza. 'What happened? Did they know this might happen?' Now that she thought about it, why was Victor even coming here?
He never told her and simply said they'd be visiting…
'He's an actual idiot!' Was he that dense to think that this wouldn't happen?! In YAKUZA TERRITORY?! "And I'm running with that idiot…" She was done.
She… Ippan couldn't do this anymore… she was really on the edge of her sanity.
Obito frowned from a nearby roof's vent. 'Well… didn't expect this,' he realized as he waited things out, eyes going to Ippan's hiding place. "I should probably go and grab her-" He said to himself before blinking as he saw 'something'.
Something that moved across the rooftops swiftly without hesitation…?!
He jumped onto the wire of some telephone poles, body moving across them with a balance and speed from his shinobi days. 'DAMMIT!' He cursed as he twirled his kunai before throwing them. 'Make it!'
The figure had stopped above the building by Ippan's car, a long blade within his grip and his gaze something the Uchiha was unable to figure out but knew better than to take his chances.
Ippan let out a long breath as she moved her hand to her lower back and winced as she felt some wet and sticky, bringing the limb back around to see the red on her palm's paw pads.
She grimaced. 'I-I got shot,' was it deep? Just a skirting wound? 'Obito-kun had a first-aid kit on his living room wall,' what a time to be thinking about a boy she'd just met.
Well, to be fair, he'd basically done his utmost to protect her in ways she hadn't known. Not protected in a way where she felt like she was some kinda piece of meat that'd 'reward' him at the end of the day. No… O-Obito had protected her like she was worth something beyond him.
Like a life that was worth being protected on principle… her eyes closed as she looked at the sky above, the gunshots drowned out by her thoughts. "I want to see him again," she said to the moon only to blink at something… her eyes slowly widened as she saw the 'fang' of that 'beast'.
Her heart skipped a beat as he looked down at her with 'sleek sharp teeth' raised to bite into her flesh.
"Save me…" She begged the world at large, eyes widening as the man made to move.
And someone answered, two metal objects biting into the wall above her, startling her would-be aggressor before something landed behind the line of her group.
"H-Huh?" Her eyes went to the masked figure who looked up at her potential attacker who sneered as he jumped down. "Huh-!"
She was lifted with Tenko and the three of them were taken away from the drop spot of her attack, his blade slicing through the front of the car where she'd just been.
'What?!' her body skidded?
No, the guy holding her skidded to a stop, her eyes going to his mask, the person looking at her and she could barely make out a sole black eye with her quirk's enhanced vision.
"H-Huh?" She blinked as he gently put her onto her feet where she stumbled a bit with a wince only for him to steady her. "W-Who?" Ippan looked between him and her stalking-forward attacker.
"Go and hide," he whispered and her eyes widened to impossible levels.
"O-"
"Go and hide," he said in a different voice, startling her before he rushed the man who attacked her. 'Good, now to focus on this man,' Obito thought with narrowed eyes.
The figure's form in the moonlight allowed him to see him in full.
Wearing black steel-toed boots, slightly baggy, one-piece, black jumpsuit with a thick belt around his midsection, he had several knife holsters that settled over his body on his black vest, a pair of dark gray gauntlets, and an odd light red mask that formed a 'V' at the top. He was tall, easily being over six feet tall, and had smooth black hair in a high ponytail, his hands holding his blade aloft.
"Will you get in the way of justice?" He asked as he lunged to meet the other masked man.
Their blades met in between them and they struggled with one another but the red-masked man pushed down, gaining the advantage.
Obito let it slide to the side, skirting off his blade before he brought it up to the man's neck only for a step on his foot to stop him cold.
"Tsk!"
"Not so fast!"
The younger male spun his hand into his grip and blocked the swing of his opponent's blade.
'He's either left-handed or ambidextrous!' Obito realized as he slid his blade up to the man's blade's hilt before he cracked him across the face with his left fist, separating them.
His weapon was dragged up in a slash that was meant to gain him space but his opponent flowed around it with his own blade coming for Obito's torso.
The former ninja's hand came out and gripped his shoulder, flipping himself up and over before he pulled him off his feet and before slamming down him into the street.
"Kaugh!"
Obito's blade came down only for the teen to jump back and dodge the toss of a knife. He skipped back two more times from two more throws of the man's formerly five knives, now down to three.
He lunged through the bed of knives and slammed their weapons against one another again before sidestepping with an upward slash the attacker blocked and responded to with a kick that Obito hopped onto before backflipping and barely nicking the man's chin.
Obito landed before rolling out the way of a downward slash only to block a kick with the flat of his blade, sent tumbling back before he recovered into a crouch.
"You… you're not some weak vigilante, are you?" The red mask man said with his blade held aloft. "You know true combat from experience, combat of the night and yet the blade of a ferocious swordsman. Who are you?"
"Hmph, nothing a pathetic man like you can prepare," he said, his 'Madara' voice on as he stood up and pointed at his opponent. "What about you, vigilante? I didn't think a man like you would just attack a woman and child."
"Hm, hm, hm, hm, no, I'm no vigilante," the man declared. "I AM TRUE JUSTICE," he added again, pointing at the Uchiha. "I attack those who reside in the night, those pathetic individuals who gain power by attacking the weak and tricking them out of their security. The world has no need for creatures such as those."
He lunged and Obito lunged to meet him before, the moment their blades clashed, he seemed to vanish from the red-masked man's vision.
"What-?!" His eyes widened before a kick to the back of his head sent him tumbling and slamming into the side of a car. "Ah! You horrid fiend!" The man got up only to dodge a pair of kunai, Obito giving chase as their blades clashed through the street.
Ippan blinked at the craziness going on before wincing and taking off into an alleyway. "We have to get away," she said to Tenko who looked at her with more concern.
"Y-You're hurt," he said.
"I k-know, Tenko-kun… b-but we need to hide."
He nodded as she moved to an alley and slid down the wall with a few gasps.
'I-I'm losing some blood,' it shouldn't be enough that she'd die, right? 'I-I don't know.'
She hoped that Obito could win that fight… and hopefully grant her a new place to stay.
Ippan didn't want this life and she hoped he didn't think she was trouble.
Back with Obito, the quirkless boy grimaced as he and the red mask-wearer kept moving with gleaming metal.
He paid attention to both the shootout behind them, Ippan, and this character before him. 'I'm not strong enough to handle this man,' unlike the vigilantes he'd seen on the street… or, no, more like.
Unlike the weak vigilantes, he was stronger than the ones who were clearly posers as he said. This man wasn't some random person who'd decided to be 'justice'.
No… he'd become strong to hand out his own!
'... good, she's gone,' that meant his fight was almost done. 'Still, I need to keep this up before-'
"FREEZE!" The entire area did, gunshot coming to an end and heads turning to not only find more yakuza around but cops. "HANDS ON THE GROUND!"
"That's my cue to leave," Obito said as he slammed something into the ground the moment his opponent swung. "Bye~" Was all the cloaked boy said as the white smoke filled the area.
Ippan gasped as he found her and Tenko, the boy standing in defiance before being picked up underarm.
"Come on, we're going," Obito said in his normal voice, crouching to Ippan's height to see the groaning, slightly ragged breathing, girl which had him grimacing. "Dammit, she needs immediate medical help… boy, come on, get in her lap, we're leaving."
"W-What? Who are-"
"Now's not the time."
Tenko jumped before looking at his step-sibling in concern and doing as Obito said.
When he was on, the boy opened up a manhole covered and dropped both his knives and shuriken pouches. 'I'll come back for those later.'
He went up to the two and Ippan looked at him, confused before her eyes widened as he picked her up.
"Hmph," he'd need to up his regimen.
Tonight was more than enough of a hint to do as much.
He held her up securely before rushing into the alleyway and moving further into them, out of sight from the sniper and any flying helicopters.
Ippan laid her head on his shoulder. "... thank you…" she whispered as he sighed.
"You're welcome, get some rest, alright?"
Her eyes closed as she held Tenko close.
Obito nodded before hurrying to a car parked in a random out of nowhere parking lot, a man standing by it, shocking Tenko.
"Young Master, please, I'll take you to the compound," he said as the boy's mouth fell while he and Ippan were being placed gently into the backseat.
Getting in beside them, the driver nodded before getting in and taking off down the street while Obito pulled a medkit out from beneath the front chair.
"Kotarou, lower the backseat if you will," he asked the man who nodded,
Tenko blinked as he and his sibling were now lowered nearly all the way back while Obito took off his mask and inched closer.
"Boy, I need to treat her wounds."
The rather scratchy-faced boy grimaced as he looked down at his sibling's body, the girl's breathing odd enough for him to get off reluctantly.
"Y-You're not gonna hurt us?" He asked dangerously. "If you do, I'm gonna decay you," Tenko declared with narrowed eyes.
"So, that's your quirk?"
"Yes."
"I see. Well, for one, young boy, I wouldn't do that to Ippan, she's gone through a lot as is. Two, why would you tell me what your quirk does?" The boy looked confused. "If I didn't know, you'd have an advantage."
The boy blinked twice before paling as Obito nodded.
"Alright, lift your sister's top, the most damage seems to be around her midsection.
~NRK~
Ippan blinked as she came to, the first thing she saw being a bright golden salmon fixture that had her thinking funny crap went down for this to be heaven.
The next thing she saw was her common sense. "Huh?!" She shot up before holding her sides immediately, eyes shooting to her midsection where she expected blood, pain, and an ache.
What was she greeted with? Nothing… absolutely nothing.
"Oh, God, is this actually heaven?!"
"Ack!? Dammit, woman!" Came a voice at her side and her eyes went to a young man, who might have been older than her, with a black face mask over his mouth and nose. "For the love of God, no, you ain't in heaven but damn if you wouldn't have been close if you didn't get attention before getting here."
His eyes were a bright yellow and slightly narrow while his skin was peach-colored and his hair short and black. Wearing a black dress shirt and slacks, his sock-covered feet pushed him up as he clapped his rubber glove-covered hands.
"Ugh, I need to get these burned," he huffed as he left the room she'd be placed in, the paper screens around her colored a dark gold with black villages. "I'll get the Young Master, you can just wait here," the man said after leaving.
Looking around, Ippan noticed the green tatami mats on the floor and the smooth ceiling which was similar in color to the paper walls. "W-What happened?" She blinked before noticing her clothes. "H-Huh?"
A dark blue kimono with golden pinwheels on the cuffs, borders, and chest.
"Someone changed me?" Her face went nuclear as she covered her face. 'Oh, God, please don't tell me Obito changed me?!' Sure, he'd kinda seen a few her goods earlier- 'ACK!?'
While she freaked out, though, the sound of footsteps reached her fox ears and Ippan froze before her head turned to see Tenko standing there with a shocked look on his face.
"Nee-chan!" He rushed over, wearing a small black yukata and pants with his favored blanket not in sight. "N-Nee-chan!"
Her flip was switched and she immediately embraced the boy before he even got to her bedside, longer limbs doing their jobs as she rocked him side to side.
"I'm fine, I'm fine," she repeated to her boy. "Tenko-kun… What happened? W-Where are we?"
"I-It's that guy…" the boy said, hugging her back as she held him in her lap. "... T-That Obito guy?"
So, she'd been right but where the heck were they? "I see… I'll have to thank him, again, for today."
The boy looked down, nervous. "N-Nee-chan?"
"Yes?"
"D-Did you always know a rich guy?"
"..." Ippan blinked once, twice, three times with total confusion written on her face.
"What are you-"
"Ah… good morning," came a familiar voice that had her head turning to see Obito standing by the door, wearing some tabi socks, dark blue pants, and a similar-colored yukata over it. "Ippan-san," he said as he came into the room with a familiar baby in his arms, Eri wearing a red onesie this time around.
"O-Obito-kun…" Ippan whispered as he reached her bedside and kneeled down to her level. "... thank you, I-I seem to constantly be in your debt a-and it seems like you're always there a-and…" She wiped at her eyes as Obito sighed softly, Eri's hand reaching out to the crying girl who looked at her before tapping her finger into the baby's hand.
With her size, her fingertip was just about the size of the baby's hand but she grabbed back without hesitation, warming the fox girl's heart a bit.
"You're his little sister," she said softly as Tenko looked at the small girl who babbled around her pacifier.
"A baby?" The boy said as he looked at the also red-eyed child who blinked at him before reaching out to him. "I-I can't," he flinched back, holding all his newly bandaged fingers away.
"So, I was right, his 'Decay' quirk is in his hands," Obito said as Ippan flinched before looking at Obito in alarm.
"Y-You know?!" She squeaked as Tenko looked down in guilt.
"He said it in defense of you, I just figured out how it worked because of the way he raised his hands," he said as Tenko gaped at him. "It's not like it's that hard to figure out. Unless you spit decaying breath or spit, there's not a lot more I could imagine besides 'Touch'."
"O-Oh…" Ippan winced as she held Tenko's shoulders. "... Tenko-kun," he looked down but she picked his chin back up with a smile. "I know you care, I'm forever happy that you do… but we can't just threaten people."
"She's right, you should observe them," Obito said as Ippna's mouth fell while she and a curious Tenko turned to him. "While you're right, he definitely shouldn't just out himself, or his quirk, so easily but with the world we live in, he should be able to prepare for anything," the Decay Kid blinked in surprise.
"Y-You're not mad?" He asked.
"No, I'm not mad that you want to protect your sister, I just think you went about it wrong. You gave up all your cards up-front when you two weren't in danger yet. You should have let me handle her bandages before being on alert."
Tenko looked at him in surprise and awe that Ippan sweated nervously at.
"H-Hold on, Obito-kun, that kinda thinking is rather…" She tried to find the word. "... dangerous," Ippan pouted as he rubbed the back of his head with a nod.
"Not wrong, I guess, to me, it just comes out. I live a life like that."
"..." Ippan finally remembered the question she wanted to ask him. "... O-Obito-kun…"
"Hmm?"
"Where are we?"
"..." Obito winced as he ran a hand through his hair. "You see… Ippan-san… we're at my family's compound.
"A yakuza compound."
Ippan blinked four times before her mouth dropped and she trembled.
"... I'm from a yakuza family."
SQUEAK!
~NRK~
Well, I literally cranked this out in one day and I know what I said, I'm literally almost done with 'True Guardians Chapter 10' and will get on 'Nao-Shi Chapter 3', promise.
But I just couldn't let this idea go. It kept hitting me.
So, welcome to the world of quirks 70 years before the beginning of the 'present' but with all our favorite characters thrown into it.
I looked it up online and no one's got a real solid 'when did quirks become a thing' so I'm running with the idea that it's 200+ years and we're literally at the cusp of vigilantes becoming heroes in the US. If anyone has any corrections to make to the timeline, let me know and I'll look into it.
Ciao.
P.S. This is actually the 'version two' of the idea. I wanted to make it so the story would have more conflict and putting this in the time of conflict on quirks, still, worked out the best.
P.S.S. Yes, the principal IS who you think he is if you can really place his features. Haven't revealed his first name which would make it obvious.
~NRK Out~