So serious question guys, I've been writing on this site for over 4 years now and have never written an M rated story. The reason for this is largely because I didn't want it to be hidden behind the ratings barrier. So I'll leave you all with this choice, would you prefer I keep this a T rated story or would you prefer I take it up a notch to M. If I do there will likely be far more graphic blood and gore as well as more sexual content, though I can't promise I'll ever write a lemon because I doubt I capable of that. Enjoy.

"It's the weirdest thing Oz, one of Raven's portals open next to me without warning and instead of her coming through a scroll flew out before it closed up." Qrow said from his booth in a mostly empty tavern. "I've tried to open it but it's password protected and I'm no techwiz."

"Perhaps she's planning to call you with information or something of the sort. If not than I'd suggest you hold onto it until we can have someone look it over more thoroughly." The older man told him.

Qrow groaned. "I'll do that, but mark my words, this is going to end in a headache. Nothing good has ever come from one of those portals, unless it's on our birthday and we toss each other a present." He paused. "Actually she usually just get me booze which leads to a hangover, so scratch that last part." It was some what of a tradition. Every year on the midnight of their the twins birthday Raven would always open a portal and the pair would throw a gift through, no words, cards or anything else. She would almost always send some high class alcohol while he'd usually send over a collection of photos of Yang, something to show how she was doing. This year he was planning on sending a framed photo of her when she received her acceptance letter to Beacon. Maybe add a picture of her and Kakashi so she'd know she failed to kill him.

"Well hopefully your wrong for once, I'll leave you to keeping an eye on Amber. Good night Qrow." With that the called was ended.

Grabbing the glass of alcohol before him he downed it before pulling out some lien and leaving the booth. Exiting the tavern he took a moment to enjoy the night air against his skin. Normally he enjoyed the sensation though tonight a deep frown marred his face, something felt wrong. He didn't know what it was but he had the itch that things were going to go very wrong soon, how or why he had no clue. Regardless he had a job to do, protect the fall maiden. "What a pain in the ass."

Mistral City

Obito sat in the darkness of the cargo hold hidden behind boxes and crates, this was one of the disadvantages of being a ghost, no passport or ID meant he had to stow away to fly anywhere. Pulling out the scroll he'd stolen off the bandit he checked the signal of his scroll, it was still on the Vale country side though it had moved to a new village.

Closing his eye Obito let out a frustrated breath, he wished he could just kamui there. Across an entire ocean to a place he'd never been before however was a bit out of reach even for his jutsu. And as much as he despised flying in these machines he knew it was far faster than simply running across the ocean. Even for him at his top speed it would take over a week straight of running to cross the entire ocean. This flight on the other hand would only take fourteen hours, far quicker and easier.

Opening the scroll again he dialed up a number and waited several seconds. "Hello?" A familiar voice spoke.

"Hey, it's me." He said with a slightly more cheerful voice.

"Obito, where are you calling from? I don't recognize this number." Pyrrha asked sounding tired, checking the time he realized it was past midnight in Argus.

"It's a long story but I lost my scroll, I know where it is though so I'll have it back soon. Just thought I'd warn you so you won't think I'm ignoring you if I don't answer." He explained. "Sorry for calling so late."

"Don't worry about it, and thank you for the heads up." He couldn't help but smile, even if he couldn't see her he could tell she was smiling on her end of the call. "Are you any closer to finding what you're looking for?"

He smile dropped at that, he was silent for a few seconds. "Yeah, I can feel myself getting closer and closer. Now get some sleep Pyr." He told her.

"Alright, goodnight Obi. Stay safe." She replied.

Obito ended the call and put the scroll back into his shirt. He wasn't lying, he could feel himself getting closer to Kakashi, it was only a matter of time until they met again. Only a matter of time until he could end the one who took Rin from him, he should be excited, eager to be able to put this all behind him and move on. But every step closer to Kakashi he took he only felt a pain in his chest grow greater and greater, it was infuriating.

The feeling of the airship taking off tore him from his thoughts, he closed his eye once again and tried to get some sleep, it had been a few days.

Patch

Kakashi spun in the air before slamming his leg down onto the back of a beowulfs head, he could feel the shattering of bones in the beasts head and neck through his chakra enhanced limb. The creature collapsed to the ground, Kakashi landed next to it and raised his foot only to bring it down onto the top of the creatures skull crushing it and killing the grimm.

He wiped a bit of sweat from his face, that had been the twelfth grimm he'd kill so far. Normally such a thing would be a breeze but as a part of his training he'd limited himself to using his bare hands, that meant no weapons, jutsu or sharingan. He found the bone carapace the older grim had much more difficult to get through, it had take more than five chakra enhanced blows to shatter one Ursa mask and another two to finally crack open it's skull.

Ever since he'd gotten the okay from the doctor Kakashi had returned to training and had taken it up several notches. If he wanted any chance of bringing Obito back to the light then he'd need to be stronger than he'd ever been before. To that end he'd broken the week up into four types of training. Monday and Tuesday he focused solely on taijutsu, stamina and endurance. That was what he was doing today, both Yang and Ruby were at school and Tai was working so he had the day to himself. His shadow clone was at work as well so he could keep up appearances.

Wednesday and Thursday was when he'd focus on jutsu and handsigns, he would also push his chakra to it's limit in an attempt to build up large reserves. He'd always had an issue with chakra reserves, his were smaller than he'd like and would run out rather quickly after a few high cost jutsu like his Lightning Blade. Then on Friday and Saturday he'd work on his sharingan, by far the hardest part of the week. The eye drained him extremely quickly to the point where he could keep using it continuously for a maximum of twenty minutes before he was completely drained.

Finally Sunday was his rest day when he'd do simple meditation and chakra control exercises.

Dropping into a sitting position Kakashi took a moment to catch his breath, he wasn't tired yet, he'd only been going for a couple of hours so far. He'd been considering something lately. Obito knew all of his moves, every jutsu he used and his fighting style. They'd sparred thousands of time before, Obito had plenty of time to pick up new techniques and jutsu which he clearly hadn't wasted. If he was going to have any chance what so ever of defeating his friend without killing him then he'd need an ace up his sleeve, something Obito wouldn't see coming.

He'd been considering getting a weapon since arriving on Remnant, something to assist in evening the playing field. He'd noticed that huntsmen and huntresses often became overly attached to their weapons, even going so far as to giving them names. That wasn't something he agreed with, a weapon was a tool to be used, if that tool broke of ceased to be useful it was to be discarded without a second thought. The way Ruby fawned over her weapon worried him a bit, if her scythe ever got destroyed in combat he didn't doubt that she'd freeze up or get distracted by grief over the weapon. That didn't even go into the subject of over reliance on their weapons, separate them and they were practically helpless.

He wouldn't become that way, his weapon would be a tool to compliment his combat style as well as something easily replaced if needed. Pulling out his scroll Kakashi looked up a weapons manufacturer, he had just the weapon in mind.

Vale Airspace

Obito watched the GPS on the stolen scroll, it had been half an hour since they entered Valean airspace and the capital city was another two hours away. He didn't actually have any plans to enter the city however, he was watching the GPS as they were approaching a certain point in their route. They would be reaching it in three minutes.

Closing the scroll he stowed it in his shirt before checking himself and around him to make sure he had everything, when he was satisfied he climbed to his feet and did a few small stretches before taking a deep breath. With his eye closed he counted down the last minute.

When he reached zero he activated Kamui and fell through the floor beneath him, he continued to fall until noise exploded all around him. Reopening his eyes he found himself free falling from over thirty thousand feet up, the airship was speeding away and the roar of the engines became quieter and quieter until all he could hear was the wind rushing around him. Looking down he had to admit he was in awe, the view from over six miles in the air was beyond breath taking. He could see hundreds of miles in every direction, this truly was a gorgeous world.

As he fell he allowed himself a rare moment of reprieve from everything, his life, Kakashi, the world around him. None of it existed, only the air blowing against his face. Looking to the approaching ground he readied himself, at his current speed he'd reach it in thirty seconds. Obito flipped through over two dozen handsigns before slamming his hands together in a motion similar to someone praying. "Wood Dragon Jutsu!" He shouted before a giant wooden serpentine dragon burst up from the forest floor. Activating his shackles he created a pair of long chains and flung them out either side just as his feet touched down on the back of the wood dragon.

Using his chakra to try and latch onto the dragons back while also maintaining a iron grip on the chains that wrapped around some surrounding trees. He grit his teeth hard as he felt himself rapidly slowing down, his sandles were smoking and he had to use all of his strength to keep a hold of his chains. Finally he came to a halt about fifteen feet from the ground on the back of the dragon.

Releasing his chains he fell to one knee, his arms hung limply at his sides. After a few moments he jumped down onto level ground. Placing his palm flat against the ground he quickly press his body weight against it earning a loud pop and a wince from. Both of his shoulders had dislocated while he was slowing himself with his chains. Grabbing his other arm with with his now relocated one he quickly popped it back into joint getting another wince.

His arms now hurt like a bitch but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle, they'd be completely fine in a few hours. Pulling out his scroll he checked the tracker, his scroll was just over three hundred miles south. At a brisk pace with minimal stops, he'd be there in less than a day.

Leaping up into the trees Obito took off in the direction the tracker pointed, he so so close now and he wasn't going to let anything get in his way.

That seems like a good place to call this a chapter. I actually had to do a lot of research on speed and terminal velocity among other things for this chapter. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. LATER.