Disclaimer: Only Kishimoto owns Naruto/Naruto Shippuden. Last time I checked, my name wasn't that.

Dedication: To my beautiful, amazing, intelligent, girlfriend Phillipa (Shadow Spirit Dragon-wolf) for being there for me through not only my writing (both fanfiction and my original story) but real life in general. You have been my inspiration and my support through everything.

Warnings: the usual, weirdness, m-pregnancy, violence, suicidal attempts, explicit sexual content, and just the overall weirdness.

Pairings: ObiRin, SakuOro, KakaIta, and various other canon pairings.

Summary: So often bird's wings are clipped before they learn to fly, but when wings are healed they will not only flutter but soar through the sky.

Enjoy! :)

Chapter Two: Halo

Kakashi

"I'm giving you my Sharingan."

I told you a gift that wasn't worth anything was useless. You didn't have can gift for me. Then, in your moment of death, you gave me something priceless.

(Your Sharingan was just a bonus.)

I sigh, starting up at the Hokage monument. You dreamt it all your life and I shunned you for it. As if I had some right. I wanted to make myself believe I was better. I follow the rules, you bent them. Father snapped them.

Perhaps that is why…

I exhale again. Why did you have to go and die? You only proved me right and yet…

I reach up underneath the headband to touch my eye-your eye-feelings tears leak out of it.

Are you weeping, Obito? Please stop. I can't bear it.

I turn, heading home. Father is no doubt worried, but I'll let him worry a bit longer. I need time to sort this out.

(Whatever this is.)

I walk through the streets of the village. Sadness and misery engulf e village. It's as if Obito's death cast an extreme blanket of darkness all over it.

Some old men and women apologize for my loss and offer me sweets, which I politely decline.

I reach my clan's land. I stare at the gate. Father's wolf pack prowling or eating.

Four days.

Four days since c you died. Why risk your life for someone like me? Someone who shuns your idol and made your life a living hell?

Why?!

I clench my fists at my sides. You cry like the amazing crybaby you are.

"Kakashi," Father says softly, appearing behind me.

"I'm not in the mood."

"We need to talk, son."

"About what? How death is a part of a shinobi's life? You don't need to bother. I know the rules."

Silence folks the air. Being around you hurts too much, Father. I can't. Not yet. Please, just…

I start to open the gate.

"Obito is alive."

At this, I spin and punch you in the jaw. This time, I feel tears from my visible eye sting.

"Don't play like that! There's no way he can be-"

"Kakashi."

"What?" I snarl.

I can't believe him!

"Obito is alive. I know you're upset. You have every right to be, but you should know me better than that."

I look at him. I feel as if we only drift further and further apart.

"Come inside. We have a lot to discuss."

Without waiting for me, Father heads into our clan compound. I watch him for a moment then follow him.

We sit down once we've gotten ourselves some tea.

(Truly, I miss these moments.)

Father takes a sip, holding the cup in dangerous, yet soft hands.

"Well?" I prompt.

"I wasn't lying when I said as of right now your friend is alive; however, he is in critical condition."

"How?"

"Orochimaru, Byakuya, and I found in an underground passageway as we were coming back from our mission."

I frown. "A passageway? He should have been crushed to death by the fallen rock. His whole right side was crushed. So how did…?"

"Orochimaru is still trying to figure that out. It seems parts that should be injured aren't. It's an odd phenomenon for sure."

"Did Orochimaru say the chance of survival…?"

"About ten percent."

"I see. Perhaps we should-"

Father takes his tanto and places it on the table in front of us.

"Obito is strong. Like this blade. Believe in your friend."

"I'm trying, but with a ten percent…"

"Between Obito's determination and Orochimaru's skills, I believe he's going to make it."

"How is Orochimaru even going to fix this? I'm sure you saw Obito's body. How bad…?"

His left side wasn't damaged. But most of his right was. He lost his right arm as well. Orochimaru is working on implanting Lord First's cells to graft skin. I'm not sure the exact details, but I'm sure he'll full you in as soon as possible. "

I frown. "Wouldn't that make things worse?"

Father shrugs, taking a swallow of his tea. "I asked the same thing, but I trust Orochimaru's judgment."

I take a drink from my cup as well. "Should we? You know how-"

"He's changed."

I know he has. I've seen the changes even if they were at a distance and few and far between. He saved Father.

And now, it seems he's going to save Obito as well.

Orochimaru

Four days.

Four days of no sleep, no food, and no silence. Between the creature called Tobi and Obito's sounds of pain, and of course, the sound of screaming.

Beautiful.

I cut deep into Tobi's side, pulling a large chunk out. His body shifts, growing the skin back instantly.

"Hey! Stop that!"

"Why?" I scoff, taking a sample under the microscope.

"Because it's annoying and rude! Want me to take your side?"

"I hardly see what the fuss is about. It grew back."

"So?"

I ignore the creature. What it's made of sure is interesting. I never knew cells could form into another being and want to know things the original would know.

So if that's the case could we all…?

I shake my head. I can't think like that. I need to focus on the task at hand.

I gather the sample, walking over to Obito. I had to move him to make things easier. His condition requires it.

Honestly, I've been avoiding this. Constructing half a body of cells made of once opposing clans could be disastrous.

But…

I cut the skin, grafting it onto Obito's neck. I watch, observing the way it clings to itself, spreading out like extending roots soaking up water.

(Or, in this case, blood.)

"Your master must have extensive knowledge on Hashirama."

Tobi scoffs. "Master knows all! He knows how to save that boy."

I add more skin, keeping the wound cleaned and sterilized.

"How would he know it'd work? Unless the boy was to wear your body?"

"No. Master is better than that."

"Oh?"

"Like I'd tell you? Besides, it's not like you can't figure it out. Matter said you were bad news."

"Your master is well informed."

Did this "master," create this creature with Hashirama,'s DNA?

"Master is a saviour."

"What does he want with Obito?"

"Why should I tell you anything? You're the enemy!"

I chuckle, wrapping Obito's neck then moving to graft another right side.

"I'm heading Obito. It's the same thing your master would have done."

"Master wouldn't have cut into me."

"What can I say? I love my experiments."

"How are you allowed to breathe?"

"I suppose the same reason I'm letting you stay conscious instead of putting you under. Because really, you're annoying."

"And I'm supposed to care?"

"I doubt your master lets you act a fool."

"And if he does? You're just an idiot compared c to me and Master."

I check Obito's vitals once I'm done with his side.I change the saline drip, attaching the new bag as well.

I scoff, returning to the task at hand. "Says the creature who wishes to know how it feels to pass feces."

"Hell yeah! I mean I don't poo so it's a wonder of the world!"

I laugh, wrapping Obito up. "You're interesting. What if I told you?"

"We'd be best friends!"

"I hardly think that's a fair trade."

Tobi pouts. "What do you want?"

I glance at the creature. "Tell me how you were created."

Obito

Beep

Drip

Drip

Drip

Drip

Beep

I groan. Shut up stupid noise. I'm trying to sleep!

Wait!

I'm dead! So how am I hearing hospital noises? Maybe you have to go through the healing process then get to go? I wouldn't put it past the afterlife.

I slowly open my eyes. I frown, realizing I only have one. Okay, I know I gave one to Kakashi, but surely I would have gotten an afterlife Sharingan!

And another thing, why the hell is it so dark?!

I close my eye, blinking. I see strange eyes piercing the darkness. Huh. Very pretty. Wonder if they're here to welcome me?

The person moves. I try to sit up, but pain erupts throughout. Yes, this must be the place you get healed.

The person becomes more clear.

Well damn!

"Are you an angel?"

I sound like sand.

"Well, that's one for the books. I'll have to write that down."

"You need to write that book on poo you promised!" Another voice complains.

"I promised no such thing."

"So umm is everyone- whoa!" I exclaim, cutting myself off once I see c the person fully. "You look just like Orochimaru! You must be his mom! Holy shit! You're hot! Though don't tell Rin I said that, please."

"I told you he wanted to go outside and ring a bell," the other person says.

I spot the person on a bed, strapped. Or well, not sure what c it is. Must be some kind of creature to help with the afterlife healing stuff.

"While I appreciate the compliment, I am Orochimaru."

"No way! But Orochimaru couldn't have died that easily!"

This is crazy! What happened to him? And why is he with some strange creature?

"Ugh! I'm so confused!" I exclaim, pulling at my hair.

Pain exploded throughout my body. I cry out, falling against the bed. Sweat covers my body.

Orochimaru is beside me in an instant. He grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Calm yourself. You'll tear your body open."

I frown. "It hurts!"

"Where?"

"Just… I dunno! Everywhere! I feel like a giant rock killed me!"

Orochimaru leaves for a moment, returning with a glass of water and pills.

"Take this, then we shall talk."

I nod, doing as he said.

"So… how did you die?"

"I am not dead and neither are you, child."

"Wait! I have to be dead!"

"If you were dead you couldn't feel pain."

"Well, I mean there may be some crazy reason! I mean how am c alive?!"

"You're like me! You slipped through the earth!" The other person exclaims.

"Huh?!"

"It just means you're super cool!"

"So what are you?"

"A synthetic human created from the First Hokage's cells! My name is Tobi! And I don't have c to eat or poo!"

"Obito doesn't either, remember?"

"Look, I've got this! So bye, old man!"

Orochimaru's neck extends to an extremely abnormal length. He bites Tobi's neck, who shakes as weird markings spread all over his body and onto c the straps.

"I am not old!" Orochimaru hisses.

"So worked up!"

Orochimaru turns his attention to me. "Sakumo and I found you in an underground passageway right under where you had gotten crushed by the boulder. Tobi was there about to take you to his master. I used some of his tissue to graft most of your right side and a right arm."

"What about Kakashi and Rin? Do they know I'm alive?"

"Yes. But I forbade them from seeing you."

"Why?!"

"Isn't it obvious? You're in critical condition. On top of that, you've been unconscious for the better of two weeks. What point would that have been?"

"Oh well… now that I have a new body, Kakashi and I can have combo attacks to protect Rin!"

"While that is very Noble, you're not going to be able to achieve this b dream of yours for at least a year."

"What?! But I just activated my Sharingan and if Lord First is a part of me then…"

"Your body needs time to adjust to the foreign object. It's amazing your body took n in the grafts so well. It was the only option I had to save you."

"And that'll take a year?"

"No. You'll have to go through therapy. Sarutobi-sensei suggested you take a year off to get back in tip-top shape."

"Oh, so what about the b team? And the war?"

"Well, that's over. As for your team, you'll have to get b replaced, but Kakashi and Rin have been off duty."

"Oh, so when can I see them and Minato-sensei?"

"Now if you'd like."

Preview

Rin

Swirly laughs. "Didn't is more like it."

"Explain," Sakumo says, holding my head gently against his chest.

"She's always getting hurt. Always needing her men to save her. She can only stitch someone up and cry. She can't even hold a kunai without getting a bruise."

Next update date: June 30th

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