I've been really board lately and it's been hard to find inspiration. Honestly this story has been the only one on my mind, I swear I'm working on others but it's slow going. Enjoy.

Pyrrha sighed as she walked down the street towards her house, she was tired after school. Like always every teacher insisted on using her to demonstrate every little thing. Then when lunch came around nobody wanted to sit with her. Worst of all though was that she'd heard nothing at all about Blank or where he might have gone. According to the hospital he simply disappeared from his bed without a trace.

She figured it had to do with his semblance. During their fight she wasn't entirely sure what had happened but after reviewing every angle of the match she could get a hold of she was convinced. He hadn't dodge her attacks and she didn't miss, her sword and shield had passed completely through him like he wasn't even there. She knew he wasn't an illusion or hologram though because she had very clearly felt his blows against her.

Pyrrha shook her head as she turned into the walkway up to her front door and pulled out her key, upon opening the door she felt something off in the back of her head but brushed it off as she walked up a small flight to her room. She had a book report to work on as well as three small assignments for her advanced courses, it shouldn't take her more than an hour to do them and get started on the report, luckily it wasn't due until next week. Pushing open her door she dropped her backpack and was about to begin stripping to take a shower when her heart skipped a beat.

"My name is Obito." In an act of instinct Pyrrha grabbed the nearest item, a hairbrush, and threw it at the source of the voice. She was about to grab something else when she finally got a look at the intruder, she paused while her heart was still racing. It was him, Blank. "I didn't mean to scare you." He said raising his hands.

"You broke into my house?" She asked now holding her chest.

The boys face actually turned a bit red at that. "Well kinda I guess, sorry about that. I actually just walked through the front door."

"How did you unl... oh you mean you actually walked through the door. Like when my weapons passed through you." Pyrrha nodded. "So why are you here?" She finally asked.

The boy was silent for several seconds. "I don't really know." He shrugged. "After waking up in the hospital I left and went home, then I couldn't get you out of my head." He said quickly noticing how red the girls face got which in turn caused his own face to grow redder, it was weird really, this how he'd have acted in a situation like this before everything changed. "That came out wrong, I meant I couldn't stop thinking about you. Wow that was worse." He said now really missing his mask. "Look, I just wanted to meet you and introduce myself, after this you'll never see me again." He said standing up.

"Wait." Pyrrha stopped him. "I'm sorry if I sounded hostile before, you just scared me." She said walking over to her bed and taking a seat on it. "So your name is Oreo, that's an interesting name."

"Obito, Obito Uchiha." He corrected her. "And your name is Pyrrha Nikos right? The champion, beating me has done quite a bit for you from what I've heard." Obito said attempting to regain some control over the conversation.

"Yeah, but I still don't consider it a win, not really. You were stronger, faster and more skilled than me. My aura was nearly completely gone and your's was barely touched. By all rights you should have won, so why did you forfeit?" She asked after shaking her head.

"I told you back then, I entered the tournament for a good fight. I wanted to test myself, and you delivered, so I left after getting what I wanted." He responded before closing and reopening his eye revealing the same red glow he had during the match. "Anyway, that's all I really wanted so I'm gonna leave now."

"Hey, can we see each other again? Maybe spar sometime?" Pyrrha asked sounding hopeful.

Obito was silent for several seconds. "Maybe, I'll consider it." Then before anything else could be said he raised his arm above his head. "Later." He said lowering the arm and slowly disappearing behind the arm all the way down to his feet until his arm was all that remained and faded away leaving Pyrrha all alone in her room.

Vale

Kakashi looked over the ticket in his hand, it was for a movie that Yang had dragged him to see. 'Tom Brick III' He of course hadn't seen the first to but she'd insisted that he didn't need to in order to enjoy it, according to her it was just two hours straight of one guy kicking everyones asses. Qrow had given him a long lecture about dating his niece and how to treat her, he also completely ignore every attempt Kakashi made to tell him he wasn't dating Yang. After five minutes he just gave up and started nodding along with everything the drunken huntsmen said.

Apparently Taiyang also had a speech he was planning to give him the next time they saw each other, he made a mental note to keep an eye out and let a shadow clone deal with that. He had his suspicions that talk would last longer than the ten minute one Qrow gave. It was all the usual stuff two, keep her safe, be a gentlemen, if he tried anything with Yang the two men would castrate him. Standard 'boyfriend' talk every dad gives, and what made it even more annoying was that he was not in fact her boyfriend.

Looking over to the snack bar he saw Yang walking over to him with an arm full of popcorn and candy, she was wearing a sun dress under a coat and a pair of fur boots that reached her knees. Her hair was as messy and all over the place as ever. He had to admit she looked really good.

"What theater are we in?" Kakashi asked the girl as he took the popcorn from her.

"Number eight, seats nine and ten on row J." She answered looking at her ticket. "Come on, it's starts in a few minutes." She said taking his arm in hers as she lead him to said theater.

Two Hours Later

"I'll admit, that was exactly what you described." Kakashi said as he exited the theater with Yang once again on his arm, it was now dark out and according to his scroll, something he'd only originally bought for work, he had two hours to get Yang back home before, as Qrow put it, Tai would tear a hole through Vale looking for them. While he may not have been nearly as afraid of the men as a normal teenage boy would be, he still had no desire to become the subject of their wrath even if he was certain he could take them both in a fight should he need to.

"Awesome right, nonstop action done right." She laughed leaning her head on his shoulder.

Kakashi did his best to ignore it, he'd never been the type to show physical affection. His father had been a life long ninja and was therefore trained to keep physical contact with anyone to a minimum, and like most ninja, that training unfortunately bled over into how he interacted with his family. Kakashi had gone through the same training. As they walked a cold wind blew against their backs causing Yang to tighten her grasp on him. "Now look at that cutie right there." A man spoke stepping out of an alley way, he quickly pulled a large knife from his belt.

"I was gonna ask for your wallet, but I settle for the girl kiddo." He said pointing the knife at Kakashi.

Kakashi chuckled. "Trust me, she way more than you can handle buddy." He said as he was about to draw a kunai he had hidden in his sleeve to dispatch the thug.

Before he could though Yang let go of him and walked up to the man and looked him up and down. "Sorry, but I'm not into the creepy flasher look, I prefer real men." She said gesturing to his outfit.

"Oh I like that mouth you got there, I'm gonna put it to some real wor-" He was cut off as Yang's leg slammed in between his legs with enough force to actually lift him off the ground, she then followed it up with a right to the jaw that sent him into the side of the building nearby.

Kakashi stared at the downed man and shook his head. "Was that completely necessary?" He asked as Yang walked back to him and retook his arm.

"Probably not, but it got the point across. Besides, a gals gotta protect a damsel in distress." She laughed as they continued to walk.

"Am I the damsel in this scenario?" Kakashi asked raising an eyebrow.

"Oh don't tell me your the type to feel threatened by a girl being stronger than you." She continued to giggle. "Don't worry Cyclops, I won't tell anyone how you trembled in front of the big bad mugger." She teased.

"Okay now you're just making things up." He deadpanned.

Yang only laughed louder as the pair walked arm in arm down the street.

One year later

Obito wiped his mouth with the napkin next to his bowl, with his other hand he lifted a glass of water to his lips and drank. It had taken a lot of getting use to and a he'd broken a lot of glasses, chop sticks, and even bent quite a bit of silverware, but he slowly got use to the robotic arm that took the place of his once lost limb. "This soup is very good Ms. Nikos." Obito told the older woman who sat across from him, Pyrrha sat happily next to him at the small round dinner table.

"Oh Obito, you say that about every meal I make. I'm starting to think you're just trying to flatter me." She smiled at her daughters best and, sadly, only real friend. At first she'd been a bit nervous when Pyrrha had introduced him to her, she knew the boy was the one that Pyrrha had fought in her first tournament, she'd also seen just how brutal he'd been during his fights. To her surprise the boy had been nothing but polite since their first meeting. She'd noticed that the boy was very withdrawn, possibly even more so then her daughter, but when he was with Pyrrha she could tell he was slowly coming out of his shell. She'd also noticed how much happier Pyrrha had become after Obito came into her life.

It had started with Pyrrha going out to the gym and sparring with him, after about a month she introduced him to her. Now nearly a year later he'd become a regular addition to to their dinner table. Something that made her a little uncomfortable was just how little she really knew about the boy. Simple things like where he lived, how he earned the money he always seemed to have, where he learned to fight the way he did. In all their dozens and dozens of spars Pyrrha had yet to land a solid hit on him let alone beat him and she'd only gotten stronger over the last year. Still though, he'd yet to do anything to make her worry for her daughters safety and he made her daughter so happy when he was with her so she was willing to over look it.

Finishing off the last of the bowl Obito stood and took the bowl to the kitchen sink. "Thank you for the meal, and I'm sorry about this but I've gotta go again." Obito said smiling.

"Really? We've got a guest room if you want to stay the night." Naomi offered.

"Thank you for the offer but I need to be somewhere." He shook his head. "I'll see you later Pyrrha." With that he walked over to the back door and opened it before walking through.

Standing Naomi walked over to the now closed door and opened it finding nobody on the other side. "How does he do that?" She asked out loud.

"I don't actually know either, just that it's a part of his semblance." Pyrrha replied. "He can let things pass through him and can even walk through walls, how that translates to how he disappears into thin air I have no real clue."

"Well hopefully he doesn't do that to run off when you two have children." Naomi teased her daughter.

"MOM!"

With Obito

Obito flipped through a dozen hand signs before slamming them into the forest floor. "Wood style, Spike Prison!" He shouted as wooden spikes shot up out of the giant grimm gorilla that had been charging him. Several of the spikes impaled different parts of the beast such as it's leg and hand, it let out a howl of pain as Obito flipped through even more hand signs before taking in a deep breath. "Fire style, Grand Pyre!" A moment later a giant wave of fire engulfed the entire area surrounding the beast which only howled louder as it was scorched to death by the extreme heat of the flames.

Within a few minutes the fire had died down and the beast no longer existed. Obito frowned as he flexed his artificial limb, he had wrapped it in bandages to avoid stares. His outfit currently consisted of a long sleeves dark blue shirt with the right sleeve torn off. On his lower body he wore a pair of tan pants with numerous pockets and of course his sandles on his feet.

Flexing his hand several times he sighed, it was slow. The robotic limb just wasn't able to keep up with the speed at which he made hand signs, it was annoying. Sure it was better than not being able to mold chakra at all but still annoying. In a battle between ninja the split second it took to make hand signs could be the difference between life and death.

Taking a moment to catch his breath he looked up at the sky, the sun had almost completely set. He'd been killing grimm for over an hour now, he could easily keep going for several more hours should he need to but he wasn't really feeling it.

Activating kamui he quickly found himself back in his, he'd taken some time to make it a bit more comfortable. He upgraded his cot to a bed and even got a small dresser for his clothes, Pyrrha had all but forced him to go shopping with her when he told her he only had a few pieces of clothing that he washed in a river every couple days. Any time he needed money he'd just use kamui to enter the vault of a bank and take a couple hundred lien, normally he'd simply take what he wanted but Pyrrha had been very angry the first time she saw him steal something, even though it was just a sandwich from a deli.

Pulling off his shirt he tossed it onto a pile next to his bed and walked over to the dresser that held his clothes, as he pulled out another shirt he looked at the small slip of paper on top of the dresser. It was a series of small photos from a booth Pyrrha pulled him into for pictures.

Obito wasn't sure how to describe his relationship with the young champion, for the first few weeks he'd looked at her as nothing but a way to become more familiar with the culture of Remnant. Then that changed and he began seeing her as a friend, that had hit him far harder then he'd expected. He didn't need nor want friends, friends had only ever caused him pain. His only goal in life was to grow stronger and kill Kakashi, but despite this he'd found himself completely unable to break off from the girl.

He'd tried several times, once he had gone to Vacuo for two weeks, on day seventeen however an itch in the back of his mind demanded he go back and at least say goodbye. He went to let her know he wouldn't be seeing her anymore but before he could get a word out she'd nearly tackled him and sobbed into his chest about how much she'd missed him, how afraid she was that he wouldn't come back. That had been the last time he'd attempted to leave, lately he'd just convinced himself that the girl's companionship was simply a way to clear his head so he could get more out of his training. Something he'd noticed was how much lighter he'd felt after spending time with the girl, like a weight had been lifted. He even noticed a boost to his own stamina after spending the day with her.

It was also thank to her that he'd become extremely good at dealing with firearms, he could now easily identify and react to bullets far better than he had before. If he used his sharingan he could even tell what type of round had been fired and what effect it would have. Pyrrha's favorites were heavy metal slugs because she could influence the rounds a bit after they'd been fired by using her semblance.

Obito had taken an interest in the substance dust, it was very different from anything in his world. They way they used it in their weapons was also incredible, he'd taken to designing a weapon for himself to use against Kakashi when the came, something to give him an edge over his former teammate. Unlike it other fight's he'd couldn't simply rely on Kamui to beat the jonin, he held the only true counter to his jutsu in the sharingan he'd given him.

Closing his eye he took a breath and cleared his mind before walking over and throwing himself on his bed, he hadn't slept in nearly forty eight hours, he'd been to busy training and spending time with Pyrrha. He'd earned a few hours of sleep.

That seems like as good a place as any. To those of you wondering why Obito is so much different, I truly believe that at the point that he'd met Pyrrha he hadn't yet completely crossed over into the darkness like he had in the anime. The Obito we all know was alone for years with only Zetsu whispering in his ear after Madara's death. I don't think he passed the point of no return until at least a few years of letting old wounds fester. At this point it's all still fresh, he had an opportunity to heal at least a little. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. LATER.