Indra descends from the sky like wrath incarnate, Chidori sparking in one hand, sword in the other. Orochimaru back-tracks as swift as he can but it's not quick enough avoid losing an arm and a leg. Off to a side, he can see Asura mopping up the mooks, taking her sweet time and seemingly more than happy to leave Orochimaru to him. Given their past, it's understandable why she would do so; Indra knows his moves, knows his mindset. He's the best for dealing with him.

It's why he's not responded to the other whenever he's asked where he came from, needling him from every angle. Was he upset over the loss of the Uchiha clan he'd never gotten to know? Did he want to hunt Itachi down? Did he want to help him? Was he losing his sight from the advanced Sharingan? Did he hate Konoha?

He doesn't respond to any of them, continuing to fight. Admittedly, it's more challenging when Orochimaru has access to his chakra, when the Shinigami hasn't stolen his arm (metaphorically) from him. Nothing Indra cannot deal with (he's fought a god; Orochimaru barely registers as a threat at this point) but still, irritating.

His opponent steps out of the shed skin of his former self, a wild look seeping into his amber eyes as Indra surges forwards again. Their blades clash, flashes of sparks blurring back and forth, slices of silver in the air.

Then Asura goes rocketing past him through no choice of her own and suddenly he has bigger problems.

Orange mask- Tobi.

"Asura!" His heart fucking leaps into his chest, abandoning his fight with Orochimaru in an instant, fuck everything else. The Rinnegan he'd been trying to keep hidden from the snake bastard springs to life, forcibly pulling Tobi back and away from Asura, right up until he twists into that fucking dimension of his. Fuck, where's Kakashi when you need him? And double fuck, this is his old teammate, isn't it? Does that mean they have to keep him alive? Wasn't there something about a seal on his chest? Indra's not a hundred percent sure but Madara's just that kind of bastard, isn't he? So, the answer is probably, especially if it's ringing a bell in his head.

A lot of the fighting in the last few hours of the war had blurred for him, leaving only faint traces of thoughts about shit that happened and the distinct impression that Asura looks hot when she's fighting god.

"And another one," Tobi growls, looking over his head, mask firmly in place and single Sharingan flashing. Indra returns in kind, lacing three different genjutsus over the fucker as Asura surges forwards, Rasengan in hand. She goes right through him, twisting with Kyūbi enchanted speed to have a second go once her body is through the image of their opponent.

"Indra! Need to go to the other place!" Fuck, she's right. He can't send her to the other dimension; if he dies, she's stuck there. Fuck.

The Rinnegan pulsates in his left socket and Indra swirls himself away, ignoring the startled gasp from Orochimaru. They were supposed to be dealing with the snake here, not Tobi. They weren't prepared for Tobi. Oh, they'd win, that goes without question. But Indra's far from happy that he's literally in a different dimension than Asura.

After this, he's looking for a dimension with a nice little island for them to lose track of the months on.

.

There's not too much for him to do from then on. Well, that'd be a lie; Tobi keeps popping in and out, Indra keeps beating the shit out of him whenever he does. Each time he appears, he's a little more worse for wear, proving Asura's on the other side, still tearing chunks out of her opposition. The mask goes somewhere between the fourth and fifth jump, the wild look in his eyes appears by the eleventh. After the nineteenth, there are no more jumps.

Indra stays within the whacked-out dimension for a half-minute, just to ensure the other isn't going to randomly appear, isn't tricking him into thinking he's dealt with.

Only then does he swirl himself back to the previous location; the Rinnegan fucking throbs and his chakra levels are the lowest they've been since he woke up in the past.

Still, Tobi caught in a Kyūbi powered fist is pretty satisfying to see. That Asura's missing the entire left sleeve of her shirt and the skin is freshly pink, like nearly healed skin that's been exposed to a little too much heat, is less pleasing. Indra makes sure he stands on a set of Tobi's toes as he walks over to join her.

"Let me guess, therapy with a fist?" Indra angles, gaze never straying from Tobi. The other man is staring at Asura like she's ripped everything apart (she has) and glued it back together until it doesn't resemble the original product (which, if they're talking about Tobi's future, she probably has).

"And some truths!" she chirps, scratching at the newly healed skin, sucking her bottom lip before it stretches wide with a smile. "Kurama's even agreed to rebuild his heart once I've ripped the seal off."

Tobi's choked 'what' means nothing to Indra (other than the little pleasure he gets over the bastard freezing in terror at the declaration). More importantly-

"I wasn't aware the Kyūbi was awake," he says slowly, watching Asura for anything on the subject. After all, Indra's good, but the Kyūbi is one thing that he can't skate around. Unfortunately, the giant fox's opinion matters, given that he literally resides within Asura. They're, unbelievably, friends. He's under no delusions; the fox is never gonna like him. Indra just has to make sure it doesn't hate him.

Plus, having an immortal chakra beast watch over the future generations of Uzumaki-Uchiha children is ideal, in his head.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, he woke up last week. I told Obito everything; he's gonna come back to Konoha with us!" Asura fist pumps, blatantly ignoring the other's near catatonic state. "I'm sure Jiji will understand with the whole seal on the heart thing and we can just tell everyone else he was captured and tortured by enemy-nin, right? I mean, it's sorta true."

What was it Tsunade had said? Oh, yeah, 'following a woman's lead is for the best'. That logic is fine with Indra, after all, as long as Itachi and Asura's safe, what does he care? He's more than happy to let her call the shorts in all honesty. Something he should have been doing since they were genin. Life would have been so much more enjoyable if he'd done that from the start.

"But before that, we're gonna have to go track that Snake-face again!"