I do not own Naruto or any other references that someone might see in this fic. What IS mine will probably been seen as someone else's anyway, and I'm not exactly hurt by that.

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Chapter 5.

'How will it be painful? Wha-What's going to happen?' Obito stared up at the legend next to him in a short silence wondering what this painful recovery was going to be. He had answered Madara's question without any thought, his mind still focused on trying to resolve the pain of the strange dream he had gone through.

Realising that his dream was over and he was back in the real world he tried to remember the last thing that had happened before dreaming. It struck him quickly, stabbing him as he wavered at the burning memory that had sent him to a place of overwhelming fear in which he had never experienced before. He froze on his back and breathed heavier coming to terms with the reality of the situation very fast. The dark, red light and rumbling heat from before scorched in mind.

'I'm at Madara's mercy.' He thought losing the fighting spirit he had released after waking up. He remained silent not answering the last statement that Madara had spoken. He didn't realise it at first but his nervous and fearful feelings had painted his face in uncertainty and caution.

"Is something wrong Obito?" Madara questioned showing no emotion as of yet going back to the stoic, unwavering face of a veteran warrior. He easily saw the wavering emotion Obito had expressed as the white, spiked plants held Obito's body tightly in place. It wasn't the fear of the fact he was being restricted and bound. It was a familiar face that Madara had seen quiet the number of times both before he had entered the battlefield and left. 'I see. That aura stuff was as impressionable on him as I had thought.' Madara thought with the no emotion tone his mind-set had on. 'Would have to thank that crazy old man for teaching me it.'

"Eh, no. It's nothing." Obito said realising that he was an open book. He regained some of his more stronger traits glaring back at Madara in the determination he usually showed, however still showing more caution while in Madara's sight. "What were you talking about? You said recover didn't you?"

Madara nodded. "That's right. I am going to help heal you faster than I had originally intended. You've proven you could possibility handle it." Madara stated saying what it was he wanted to do.

"Heal me faster? Wait a minute..." He said softly. "...why did you think I wouldn't be able to handle it?" Obito questioned softly again while glaring at the man in vigilance.

'Hmm, you're being far more careful and questioning than the last time you awoke to me.' Madara thought seeing the hesitant and careful nature in Obito was acting. "I didn't think you could handle it in the slightest. Nor did I think you had the bravery to do something so risky."

Obito squinted with his remaining eye his face covered in bandages and the white spikes of a plant. "Risky? That doesn't sound good. Especially coming from your mouth." Obito said slowly gaining the prideful, stubborn side of himself back as time went. Prior to being forced unconscious, Obito had come to think he could trust Madara to not bring harm to him. However this thought had left him in a heartbeat after Madara's forceful abilities and nature made themselves clear.

'Thinking back to that, what was that...thing?' Obito continued unsure of what had actually happened. He wasn't sure that it wasn't genjutsu that had been used on him, so there wasn't much else to think about regarding it. 'Maybe.. maybe Ninjutsu?' Obito thought trying to piece it together drawing an unknown.

Madara didn't react to the insult instead moving on from it. "It will indeed be risky, and with it very painful. Perhaps more painful than you could possibility be ready for. Even more than anything you could imagine." He answered in a cryptic, slow terror that caused Obito to frown. "Can you see your body Obito?" Madara questioned lowly waiting for an answer.

Although pinned down, Obito could just move his head enough to look down on his body. He could clearly see the white claws, or teeth, that had worked their way across and over his body, covering most of it. They were strangely smooth looking, like that of a healthy leaf however holding a hard to describe white that pulsed with life. It definitely had life and was most likely a plant or fungus of some sort that tightly gripped his body in a still position. Obito found it hard to breathe and couldn't even move his legs or hand. Obito flinched. 'That's right, I only have one now.'

Trying to move on from the sad thought, continuing from where he looked, he could see what little of his body was not covered in the strange, organic material or the bandages. He could barely see his skin, but what little he could was wrinkled, very thin and pale grey without energy as if aged 50 years. Obito could just see his own chest from tips of his eyes and he could swear that his bones were all that stopped his grey, skin from seeping inside his organs. It was like looking at the decrypted, lifeless and recently deceased body of a weary elder. It was a pitiful and degrading view of himself that Obito had wish he hadn't seen. He could feel the anger and frustration rushing to his mind at the disgusting sight as he showed displeasure in acknowledging it. "Yes I can see it."

Madara didn't react seeing his displeasure. "That's not good then. Better grip your head tighter." Madara answered as exactly that happened. The plant spikes that held Obito's head tightened and pulled the young boy's head back on the bed in quick force that shocked Obtio. "Ouch! What the hell?" He shouted loudly with hesitance, still having not gauged how to treat Madara. He was fearful of Madara now, and had yet to know the bounds that could keep him from harm and alive.

"The healing process I am proposing will without a doubt cause you to move, with or without your nervous system operating." Madara stated wanting to make himself clear. "If you are free to move during the process you can cause the process to stop, or somehow disconnect yourself from the healing. Then there will be no telling what will happen. But I assume any will result in your death." He explained wanting Obito to know as much as possible about what was going on.

'If he lives through this, he will never forgive me.' Madara thought. 'But, I still need him on my side. So I will tell him everything so that he knows that I have warned him.' He continued leaning his hopes that Obtio would survive. "That is something neither you or I want Obito. So even when you do start begging to be freed you will at least know that I can't do that."

Obito was about ready to shout at the old man for saying he would beg for the healing to stop. 'Can't he see what I am right now? I look like a damn corpse!' He thought offended and looking annoyed with Madara. However he held back his words, now believing that if Madara said it was painful and dangerous than it was. "If this is so dangerous why are we going through with it?" Obito asked with discontent.

Madara began walking with his cane around Obito, not bothering to nod to as Obito couldn't see anyway. "Obito, it's clear to me that you wish to leave." He started as Obito continued to let his emotions get the better of him. "However, if you tried to go now you wouldn't even make it to the exit of the cave. Looking at your body you can see why, right?" He continued, seeing that the reminder of the fact tortured the boy's wounded pride. 'I will not deny that am curious to find if this will work more than seeing you safe. But if you live through this..I will need you to know that you wanted this.' He thought selfishly and darkly.

He stopped behind Obito's head moving into the young Uchiha's view. He peered down with nothing but his eye, appearing quiet superior from Obito's point of view. Despite his age it was a show of how real and serious the situation was. "Your body is dry, thin, weak, without energy and looks as old and dying as mine. Your legs can't even stand by themselves let alot support your body." Madara stated coldly. "You're an empty desert without the energy, strength, air or water to support your own existence, life and being."

Obito anger was getting the better of him as his body shook and vibrated in fury. "Hmmmr...I already know this." He said softly and slowly. "So, stop reminding me!" He said with distaste and utter spite.

Madara squinted down before walking away. "Yes, you realise this but you still wish for the comfort that your friends would supply, therefore tired to leave anyway." Madara said emphasising Obito's need for reassurance that things would be fine. "You want this greatly Obito and this...forced healing will allow this as it rapidly regenerates you." He answered not needing to look at Obito, knowing that hope had appeared. "You would be with them much sooner than planned and it would make you stronger than you were before." Madara answered as Obito's eye widened at the hope.

Obito did want to leave and quickly but still had some problems in trusting Madara. But the hope that he would be with his friends again was greater than his caution of Madara. He asked unrestricted wanting to know what Madara's plan held. "Really?" he started sarcastically. "How? What do I have to do? How does it work?" He asked quickly and softly, wanting to know more of what this process would hold.

'Genjutsu isn't the only way to control people. I would laugh if I could.' Madara thought having trouble believing that Obito would pounce so easily at hope. "Calm yourself before you kill yourself idiot." He responded seeing the boy's excitement. "Like I said the process will be painful, just as cruel as I can be and could very likely lead to your death." He said honestly, wanting to measure Obito's thoughts and desire yet look impassive. "With that knowledge, are you really willing to trust me to ensure your life, so that you can see your friends again?" Madara asked knowing that he would have to soon lay it down harder than this.

As Madara had thought in regarding the relationship between a student and Master there was a large level of trust and understand required that would be gained over time. In order to gain Obito's trust quickly he would have to make it seem that all of Obito's decisions were his own. And the best way to do that without genjutsu was to play on Obito's desires and wants, and to make Obito want it badly. This was, according to Obito, to be with his friends and in the hidden leaf.

Madara did not believe this though. 'Hm, your desire to be with that girl is beyond your own control. You still are very much a child.' Madara thought humbly.

Obito understood what Madara was getting at in regards to the healing. The risk of death and his resolve to not trust Madara, which was both evident to the old legend, was now what was stopping him from wanting to say yes to the healing. "...I...I can't...I don't trust you. But I do want to leave. I want to go home." Obito answered stuck between his two choices. 'What should I do? I know I shouldn't trust him but I don't want to say here any longer than I have to.'

Madara spoke again, trying to drive his point deeper. "You thought I was the reaper at one point. Would you be willing to trust the reaper with your life?" Madara asked as Obito couldn't and wouldn't make a choice. His face was unclear as he struggled to decide. He had seen he own body and could see that it wasn't going anywhere. Plus just the imagine alone would make the boy feel sad. How long would it take to change? How long would it be until he could leave? But then again, the healing was supposedly very painful and could cause his death. Could he trust Madara to try and keep him alive?

Obito was willing to deal and compromise for now. "...I...I just...I just want to see my friends. I want to go home." He answered. "It's like you said I can't go or do anything as I am. You're stopping me from going because of that, probably helped saved me through it. If I want to see my friends sooner I have no choice..." He said changing his tone to much more aggressive and angry one. "...but to trust in the fact that you haven't killed me yet."

Madara scowled the strange way of staying 'I trust you but only because I'm not dead'.

"That's kind of insulting." He answered bluntly not liking that Obito was fighting his need to trust Madara and Madara wanting to trick him. 'I need him to be more sure than this.' Madara thought, hating how stubborn and resistant a child could be. "You can still be patient and take the safer, longer path!" He growled in anger, in truth he wanted Obito to answer against it and in the same tone as himself.

It looked like it had work for a moment as irritation was evident in Obito's remaining eye that had activated the sharigan. But he calmed himself before answering, sounding smug. "No. If the legendary monster and criminal, Madara Uchiha thinks I can do it, then there's no reason why I should fail." He answered confidently, angering Madara at his child-like confidence.

"Hmph. It's good to know that you're brave and willing but you're a bit wrong there boy." He answered complimenting positively but not showing care. "No one has done this before, so I can only guess that the chances of survival are within 10% or less. And even if you should live, saying that you haven't gone through some form of loss during it is too broader term."

Obito was slightly surprised to hear this, surprised by the odds and the comment of bravery. To hear so much uncertainty from the man who had convinced him to trust him. To hear Madara with such uncertainty. If he lived through it, why would there be a failure in it? "What do you mean?" Obito questioned not understanding the way in which Madara spoke. 'He was a lot more clearer the first time I met him.'

Madara sighed. "This will take some time to explain but I want you to know all the details before honestly deciding. First this forced healing will restore your body to its former glory and more. But it will last five whole days, maybe more, and will be unbearably cruel and torturous. The experience during it will reach every part of your body and will cause a variety of pain at random times constantly."

Obito's eye twitched. 'How does that explain it? I don't understand at all why it is going to be so painful.' Obito though thinking that it had only made it sound more dangerous. "That's a bit clearer, but is kind of strange. Why would it work like that?"

Madara was silent trying to think about how to say this to child. "How to explain this?" He said out loud. "I think an example is needed, don't you?" He questioned wondering if Obito was up to one.

Obtio didn't know how to react to the question that was so human like that it screwed with the image he was poorly trying to form of Madara. "An example? Um, ok, sure."

"Have you ever heard the story of the Poison Boy?" Madara questioned curiously.

"Uhmm, no. Don't know it." Obito answered as Madara faintly grinned.

"I think that if you go through this healing it will be very similar to it. Here's how it goes." Madara elaborates, actually sounding quiet happy to do so.

The story starts with a mother and her 6 year old son who both lived in a beautiful world.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! Are you for real?" Obito questioned having trouble comprehending that he was about to go to through a bed time story with Madara while tied to a bed with white...living... things holding him down. Who in the world could honestly say that they had been forced into hearing a bed time story by the legendary Madara Uchiha? You'd have an easier time forcing Nekobba into the Inuzuka compound than understanding such a phenomenon.

What Obito didn't know was that in fact Madara knew most of every fail tale, folklore, old legend and creepy, ghost stories that existed in the world. It was a strange interest the Uchiha had that had actually payed of greatly for the Uchiha's knowledge of the world secrets, mysteries and unknowns. This came to such a point of which, that Madara had no problem with speaking of them normally like they were natural, conversation starters. If anything, the knowledge that Madara's own dreams and desires were heavily dependent on such information made the old man even more interested in them.

But because of this, Madara became confused to Obito's strange reaction. "Yes, I don't see what's wrong with it." Madara pointed out annoyed he had been interrupted. "Now let me continue."

'He's not screwing with me?!' Obito thought wondering how it had come to this. 'He's really going to tell me a story!?' He continued with a strange face stunned. "Is this like a fairy tale?" Obito asked curiously in wonder of why Madara Uchiha would want to tell a story. "Because if it is, you do—"

"Shut up and listen to the story!" Madara yelled in anger not accepting a no.

Obito stopped questioning instantly. 'Screw it, I'm sure as hell not going to stop him.' Obito thought quickly backing of with his question, satisfied with letting the old man that decided his fate do what he wanted. "Ok fine, just, this better be worth it."

Madara nodded unseen. "Now.."

The story starts with a mother and her 6 year old son who both lived in a beautiful world. Both the mother and son loved each other and the world they lived in immensely. However they were poor and did not have much. But the mother would always tell to the son 'I will protect you my love no matter what.' The mothers love was of the most devoted love in the world. But the world was full of dark and poisonous things, and in order to protect her love and keep her love she would do a very cruel thing. In order for the mother to express her will to protect her love she would make her son drink the smallest drop of the world's most poisonous, deadly and most excruciatingly painful venom every day. And every morning after she would cry knowing that her son had lived through the pain. A year past and boy who still loved his mother survived. By the age of 7 years old his body developed to be immune to all the poisons of the world through his mother's actions and was protected by the darkness of the world."

Madara stopped, wondered if Obito had come to gain an understanding from the story. "You have any idea how this story so far relates to the healing?"

"So this is going to make me immune to poison?" Obito asked bluntly.

Madara dead planed standing and staring at Obito. "Tsk, kkah, No! Well, maybe. But that's not the point." He answered disappointed that Obito hadn't understood. "The healing I suggest will have to two goals. One of which is like the poison boy's!" He urged in annoyance. "The process will heal your wounds, than damage them again before healing them and repeating. This will continue until your body learns and develops in the nature of healing and recovering to similar wounds inflicted, almost exactly like in the case of the poison boy." He said trying to get Obito to understand that this healing was like that of a vaccination shot in which would expose him to enough damage for the body to heal and counteract future damage.

Besides Madara's knowledge of folklore, he also had a massive amount of knowledge regarding medicine, biology, and evolutionary science. Although the majority of his studies in the field occurred after he left the hidden leaf, he had been able to make up for time within the cave having had Zetsu steal and in some cases buy the books and scrolls needed. Originally he had been researching for a means of overcoming his rival's wood style. However finding where he was, he's knowledge was now used as a means of finding a way of prolonging his life and making himself younger, should the use of the rinnegan become somehow impossible for Madara.

It was from this he had come up with the forced healing for Obito that would act like a forced evolution. "For example, your body was crushed, so this process will heal it, than crush you again. In a less realistic sense to what you've actually been through." Madara pointed out. "Before repeating the process until your body develops or evolves a means of preventing it or healing from it."

Obito thought about it, however could not understand what the healing actually meant or was going to change. He of course didn't know one thing about Medicial ninjutsu or about the strange study of science as he didn't care for it. But even as stupid and limited as Obito's knowledge was he couldn't help come to terms that it was an impossible process. "Tha-tha-That's...um..impossible, I think? Yer, there's no way a method like that would work!" He yelled having never heard of such a way of healing. 'In fact, the body's life time can't heal or change fast enough to prepare for future injuries. It doesn't work the same as a disease, virus or poison!' Thought Obito thinking that it was impossible.

"Yes it is impossible..." Madara confirmed. "...for a mortal." He finished highlighting the fact behind his plan and catching Obito of guard. "Before we begin healing you, two connections will be made to your body to pump the Gedo Mazo's power to you through the Life-bringing, Senju-flower behind me. One will heal you from your current state, causing you pain. But before that starts, the other will enforce you're body with a massive amount of its chakara allowing you keep your age frozen in time and ready of reenergising. "

"Question?" Obito pondered trying to keep up with Madara.

"Hm, Yes."

"Is the Gedo Mazo the statue inside the flower?" Obito asked having not heard the term.

Madara's eye widen in between his white hair. 'Oohhh, I told him it's name. Shouldn't be a problem though.' Madara thought in content not see any wrong with it. "Yes it is. By pumping its power through the flower I am able then redirect it for use on myself or in this case you. It will supply you with chakara that will keep you at your age during the healing."

"Wow, I'm going to be immortal for a little while. Neat." Obito thought out loud, not finding the idea or sound of it bad at all. 'Obito the immortal Hokage. That sounds cool.' Obito thought day-dreaming the title that made him sound better than he was. 'I bet Kakashi would never be able to do this.' He continued in thought.

"Oi, oi, OI!" Madara yelled seeing that Obito had stopped paying attention going into a daze. "This is important you fool. Listen damn it."

Obito tried to nod only to realise he couldn't. "Yes, but that doesn't make it any easier for me to understand." He noted, clearly at this point only understanding that he was going to go through a lot of pain and suffer to heal himself for his friends and so that he could return home. He didn't even know if this would restore his arm or not. And yes he did remember Madara say that he could.

Madara sighed louder as a sign that he didn't care for Obito's difficulties and continued. "If you weren't immortal and this process was to be done, your life energy and longevity would burn so quickly to point in which you would die of old age with the first 15 minutes of the healing. In order to stop that, the statue's immortal chakara will practically freeze your age at what you are at now and reenergise the energy of the cells after they have been used for healing."

Obito didn't understand how he would be immortal, so much so that he was clearly sweating in bewilderment and confusion. But for an instant he did understand something. "But if my body is broken down, rehealed and re-energized as you say, won't that change the actual age my body?" Obtio questioned somehow knowing that the life span of his body wouldn't be able to keep up with such a change.

Madara frowned. 'How did he know that would happen? I didn't think he was that sharp?' Madara pondered having thought that Obito wouldn't know such a thing from his obvious difficulties."Yes, it will change your age and body. All in all though, because of the immortally in place, your body will appear the age of 12 and you will grow within the natural bounds it was suppose to, with no affects to your life-span. Your experience won't age either. " He pointed out. "But in actually, like you think, your body's age would vastly increase and be closer to the age of 90, 100 or maybe more so years. And with this—

"WHAT THE HELL DO MEAN I WILL BE 100 YEARS OLD!" Obito panicked not like the sound of have 100 year old body.

"IN a physical experience base sense." Madara said trying to calm the boy. 'Probably shouldn't have said that. So I probably shouldn't say that it will be on a cellular level as well. Hopefully though the need of that knowledge won't be needed or lead down the road I'm thinking of.' Madara wondered, hoping that it wouldn't lead to the dark end he thought of from it. "With this there is a chance your body will not be about to withstand the constant break down and re-healing and just give up during the process, leading to your death. Or it could cause you body to randomly give up during your life if you live, who knows." Madara elaborated.

Obito looked hesitant as all hell now, fearing and dreading the thought of dying randomly during his life or the fact he would have a body with the experience of a 100 year old man. 'UUccch, l would be like Madara.' He thought cringing at the possibility.

"However this is greatly theoretical, mentally you still be 12 years old and your body may remain stable after the forced aging and healing." Madara noted trying to change the shifting opinion of Obito. "Plus, I'm not sure of these negative specifics. However the positives of this will be that your body will most likely develop faster and greater than that of any other shinobi your age, leading to enhances chakara reserve and muscle development and strength." Madara concluded, knowing that these positive possibilities were what most interested him. It would help him in developing a way of recover from his current age. In particular interest was how the transfusion of senju cells would develop, grow and influence the healing of Obito. 'The senju cells might be all that stops his body from breaking down.'

In truth, Madara had changed his mind that Obito was a possible pawn. At least for the brief time Obtio would be in the healing process, he would be considered as experimental genuiea pig. 'As his body is still technically developing, the forced heal will change the nature of his cellular structure and way of growth. His appearance probably won't be all that different to if were to grow naturally, but his body will have traits that will be designed to help him survive.' Madara thought listing of the positives of the change. His body could become able to withstand high pressures or thin atmospheric levels, more resistance to heat, cold, toxins or disease, and larger amounts of stamina, regenerative healing and reflexes. The positive and negative possibilities went on as far as the evolutionary, pyramid's possibilities went.

"The healing will forcibly cause you're body to evolve and make itself stronger while at the same time healing your body completely during the time of the healing." Madara finished feeling he had covered the majority of what the healing would do. 'Then again. You're scars may not heal either.'

The risks were possible death, guaranteed mental instability, physical and cellular instability with possible cellular breakdown either during the healing or after it should Obito live. But the positives were that Obito's body would be mostly completely healed (save maybe his arm, eye and a few scars), a stronger desire to live and survive, and an enhanced new body that would produce a number of different means to survive according to the Gedo Mazo's will.

Obito bite his lip in uncertainty, knowing that the negative greatly out weighted the positive. "As good as all that sounds I no longer feel that this is a safe idea. Maybe I should just wait and recover the long way." Obito said no longer feeling that this was the right choice. He may care about his friends dearly but if there was a safer way of healing compared to this his would have to take it. His friends would have to be patient as he would.

Madara had to disagree as Obito saying no to the healing would greatly wound the benefited research and results that could greatly help him. 'How do I change his mind without genjutsu or a seal?' Madara pondered now feeling he should have just controlled Obito into it without possibility of denial. 'He knows that he's not worth anything to his friends dead, and he wants to ensure his safety to see them. How could I use his desire to be with his friends for this? Or Is there anything else I can use?' Madara pondered thinking about how to approach this.

"Will this heal my arm or my eye?" Obito questioned hopeful, obvious to Madara that the answer to the question would heavily impact his decision on the healing.

Madara wouldn't lie as easily as he normally would as right now as the best way to manipulate Obito without force was to be as truthful as possible while also being very convincing with words. Truth went hand in hand with trust and Madara needed that from Obito. "I haven't thought about your eye but as I already said, I have a plan for healing your arm that would work with the slower process of recovery. But in regards to the faster healing I cannot guarantee that your arm or eye will be healed or even started to heal from it. There are more serious problems with your body that the faster healing will fix over your arm, however should the healing be successful, your arm will naturally grow back at a faster rate than before." Madara finished knowing that this was a strong possibility.

Originally Madara had guessed Obito's complete recovery time to be 14 months with his arm having formed and grown within the first 3 or 5 months however his body would remain unstable for quite some time. But if he survived the healing he would be completely healed within maybe 6 months with his arm back within the first month.

"As for your eye, I don't know. No one's ever regenerated an uchiha eye before." Madara answered as the topic hadn't even occurred to him. 'Regeneration with Uchiha blood transfused with Senju. An even more interesting road could open from it?'

Obito pouted. "What are some off the more serious problems that need to be fixed then?" Obito questioned in disbelief not believing there could be a more serious problem then his arm missing.

Madara went stoic, thinking about the crueller way of making Obito say yes. 'Didn't want to use this card, but I am losing his thought of a speedy recovery.'

Madara shut his thoughts for the storm to come. "A few internal organ problems, and the fact you're a eunuch." He slowly and yet so swiftly said without missing a beat.

Obito shifted from his spot squinted at the ceiling. "Eunuch? What's that?"

Madara didn't bother opening his eyes. 'For the love of God, Why?'

Shaking the thought he answered. "It means to be without a gender." Madara said with the same beat as before.

Obito frowned strangely at the answer that made no sense. "Without gender? What are you talking about? I'm a guy." Obito stated in confusion at what Madara was saying.

Madara sighed in annoyance sweating, hardly believing it had come to this. "You were crushed Obito. When was the last time you saw your parts?" He question turning away from Obito now, to give him some space and privacy to think.

Obito thought about Madara's words analysing what they mean before he went silent a moment. His head and eyes rapidly started darting down and up as much as they could. '...No.' Obtio thought trying to shake his head only to fail like he had when trying to nod. '..No, no. Nope. That is not possible.' He continued, denying something worse than losing his arm had made itself greatly present. What guy in the right mind would think such a thing would happen to them after all.

"They would grow back in the longer process as well..." Madara states still not facing Obito.

'THEY!?'

"...but it would still work in the faster process too and would be completed by the time it was over. Just that, the healing would be of such a pain at that location that it would be most probably unknown to any man, and possibly woman." Madara continued, laying it down quiet harshly.

Obito lost his red shargain as he eye went black and his face went blank. "You're joking right?" He questioned with a saddening and yet hopeful face staring at the ceiling as there was nothing else he could look at.

"Sorry brat, but this is no joke. I originally didn't want to tell you out of how it would make you feel and was instead going to let the fast healing fix it before you realised." Madara answer honestly. "But maybe you will want the treatment now."

Obito's face lost all feeling as it went blank without even sadness. His eye actually started to water staring at the rock ceiling as Madara turned to watch with some care. 'It really suck to be you.' Madara thought, actually feeling something for Obtio. It wasn't much though.

'Hey, tell him it was at least still easy to distinguishable and spot despite being crushed.' Zetsu's clone that held Obito down noted to Madara telepathically. 'His right hand didn't even look like a hand, so the fact that IT did still look the same even crushed has to count for something.'

Madara couldn't help but get increasingly annoyed. 'I'm not telling him that, 'although crushed you could tell it apart from any other part of his body'. Just stay as you are and shut up.' Madara answer in his mind not wanting the Zetsu clone to do something stupid.

Obito laughed a little softly still hardly believing such a thing as this. His life had often been faced with difficulties be an orphan with no parents to guide him or tell him things would get better. Even in his own clan he didn't really have anyone that was that close to him, other than maybe old-man Kagami. And even that was vastly limited as the elder Uchiha had his own duty to his family and village which Obito could understand. So often it was hard being the clan disappointment, always last, always failing and always ignored. His clan didn't even care enough about him to hate or scorn him for it. They just didn't care.

It was part of the reason he wanted to become Hokage for the acknowledgement give for the title. But even trying as much as he did, not being born special with the light born talent so many others had made it all the more harder. Everyone was ahead of him and everybody was aware of this to some degree. Maybe they believed it was because he was just weak, until someone stated in uncertainty that perhaps it wasn't because he was weak, but because he had a soft heart that wavered easily.

Obito did come to realise this opinion and so that thought, slowly but greatly, that he had approached things in the wrong way. So instead of trying to be the strongest Obito tried to be the kindest, helping people where he could and bringing happiness to people so that he would be remembered.

Thankfully, somewhere along the line of doing so he lost the selfish thought and came to enjoy seeing people's happiness, not for the acknowledgement or praise of doing so but for the simple fact of helping others as the right thing. Continuing this path of seeing people happy, Obito could soon see that this wasn't the path he had been searching for either. And he was willing to accept that he wouldn't be remembered or acknowledge for being as kind, as it was not the way things worked.

He would not be acknowledged for his skills or strength nor would he be acknowledged for his kindness or caring, but that did not stop him from doing these two things that he enjoyed. As before, his train of thought changed from one to the next, still wanting the acknowledgement of people but now not for his own selfish reason.

With that he questioned, why did he wanted acknowledge so badly? His next reasoning came from the source of his dream, the Hokages. Asking himself, did they seek acknowledgement?

No. They did not.

Strangely, he wanted to be free of that need for acknowledge from everyone just as the Hokages were. They didn't become what they were for the praise they wanted of others. They became Hokages because people wanted them as Kages because of who they were.

A concept of simply being yourself, living, training and fighting for your own desires and wants. While Obito didn't know what the Hokage's wanted in their lifetimes, he could guess it was something that everyone was willing to die and live for as they followed the hidden leafs leaders.

However it was this concept that Obito first used which had consistently failed him. No one really understood or even wanted to know what it was he wanted. It was a concept that had gotten Obito nowhere with his first and only other dream that was his love interest, Rin.

It was very clear to everyone that Obito had feelings for Rin and it was clear to Obito that everyone knew this. And yet nothing REAL happened. No one, not even Rin acknowledged Obito feelings or even hinted that she was aware of it. Maybe it was from that fact that Rin hadn't said no, despite knowing, that gave Obito hope that maybe he still had a chance. That perhaps his efforts and feelings would be recognised for what they were and would lead to Rin staying her own.

He wanted Rin's acknowledgement and feelings, but she clearly had her eyes on someone else who didn't feel the same or just hadn't said so. His teammate and generations best that remain the prodigy shinobi born with a natural light of talent. A love triangle with no actual love or acknowledge of one another.

A frustrating result, making the only choice left for Obito to be patient, himself and to work towards improving who he was. To make himself the best Obito Uchiha he could be just as one of the Uchiha small teaching pushed. To be the best of the best.

And he did try, and failed for the longest period of time. Obito thought he had learnt how to hide his feeling when he was younger but that too much like his current understanding of Madara was naive. With every failure that came, the pain welled and builded with no one who would help Obito or guide him. No one from his clan, not elder kagami, not his sensei Minato, no one would acknowledge Obito's faults and failures and from it see to help him.

All he could do was move on by himself and try again.

Until eventually, he had somewhat succeeded. The 3rd wheel of the love triangle he was caught in, had acknowledged his will and desires, and had done so with such respect that he believed Obito's wish enough to break free of a mental block that stopped him from caring. It allowed Kakashi to come to the decision to help Obito. Help had come to Obito when he least expected it and it had payed off with saving Rin.

But in the righteous naive heart he had, Obito did the right thing again that best suited who he was. And ended up under a boulder for it. He hadn't failed but he hadn't succeeded either as fate denied him the future he dreamed off through what one would see as punishment for almost getting what he wanted. Fate, as Madara had spoken of, instead decided to throw him into this current predicament with clear reason.

"It's official." Obito stated in sarcasm feeling extremely depressed and sadness. "I have awoken in hell with a dead and in-piece body unable to move, and am being punished along with the world most evil criminal." He stated in a strange sadness sounding somewhat insane. "I must have done something so horrific before being crushed that I've forgotten about it and am now being punished." Obito wept in deranged happiness. "If any person alive were to go through this they would probably kill themselves to escape the misery..."

'Or go on an insane killing spree.' The Zetsu clone said to Madara's mind who was getting more and more annoyed.

"...but I have the world worst criminal to stop me from doing that."

SLAM

"Alright, enough." Madara said slamming his cane into the ground, impatient to Obito's feelings and not appreciating the boy's comments about Madara. "You have done nothing wrong Obito. This world is hell and fate is its chain to reality. It has somehow happened that fate has literally forced you to your current state and into my care. And as unlikely as it is, it is the path that has opened to you and me in this hell." Madara stated still keeping to his belief as Obito listened to the rant with little emotion. "I thought that you were strong and willful enough to survive hell in its fullest, but you are not going to be able to survive anything alone if this is what you are showing me." Madara did believe in Obito and could understand the boy's breaking soul, but remember it was only because it would benefit him.

Obito was listening intently now as Madara selfish desire was all the guidance that was available to him right now. There were no other voices or opinions that would help reassure him that things were going to be fine. Not that he really had anything like that to begin with or anything like that after.

Obito's watered tears which had not fallen due to his break on reality, sunk in his eyes, shrinking as his emotion settled. "I look like a broken, scarred corpse and my eye, arm and dick are gone. There's really not much left of me." He said bluntly. "And my only chance of fixing and escaping this nauseating and revolting problem as fast as possible is to suffer further, and age beyond what should be possible." Obito said in sadness. "I don't want to stay like this a second longer and there is a chance to change that right here. But should I do it knowing what will happen?"

Obito went silent again trying to process the decision that now should have been one-sided yet held so much uncertainty that it halted an answer. Madara didn't care about Obito's dilemma and instead quickly started thinking of what he could use to get a straight and 100 percent answer but it was proving more difficult that he had thought. There wasn't much else he could use, all he could use was time to give Obito a chance to think as a means of convincing him. It would allow him all the time he needed to come up with a counter.

'Obito's mind doesn't know what choice to make. This will make it easy for me as all he needs is a small push in the direction I want.'

The two remained silent for a time, neither looking at each other but neither forgetting about each other's presence. Only 5 minutes pasted before Obito responded to the two hard choices that would not work for him either way.

Madara was right as Obito faced an internal struggle still wanting to say no, but wanting to be pushed in the treatment now as he now became to think he needed it. "The risk...it's too high." Obito objected with uncertainty.

"As is what your friends and every other shinobi everywhere does. Whatever you do as a shinobi there is risk. Whether this be death or the life's of your comrades it does not matter. It will always be there, but the only way to lower that risk is to be one step ahead in one way or another. To be stronger enough to survive. To be in the best of the best." Madara said recalling a lesson that had been briefly educated to the Uchiha of all ages. Madara remember it was one of the few lessons of the clan that did have some positive sense to the desire of power that the clan had.

The statement had greater affect than Madara had thought as Obito did remember the lesson quite well through its past influence on him. The effect instantly caught the old Uchiha's attention as Obito's face changed. It was a greater response than Madara thought. "To be Hokage." Obito answered as if reliving a memory.

Madara was slowly piecing the words together as he responded. "To be Hokage...is to be the best." He hesitated continued trying to piece how it had come to the mentioning of the despicable rank of shinobi that he hated. "You...want to be..Hokage?" He questioned.

Obito's mind was broken in a few ways right now which was what mostly led him to change his thoughts quickly to statement to forget his pain. That was when Obito then realised a fact that he had forgotten. Despite the fact that the man before him once was and still is a definition of monster, he to like himself had wanted the title of Hokage. "Yes." Obito said cautious as to how the old man would react.

Madara was silent for a moment before brushing it off as nothing. "Hmmm, you can try. I'm not going to stop you from trying." Madara answered as if it was a sad joke.

"You don't think I can do it?" Obito questioned staring at the ceiling feeling further depressed.

"No, anything is impossible but, you're not even willing to risk your life to heal yourself." Madara answered with some thought causing Obito to frown. Madara saw this but did not falter at it. "Obito, to be Hokage, to be any type of leader you must have the will to do and act on anything that you desire with only the smallest bit of fear. You have to be willing to face death in whatever form it comes in and you must be willing to act only for your life, your desire and what you will benefit from it." Madara said with some small sorrow that actually was able to calm Obito.

"What are you talking about?" Obito asked in concern as Madara words suddenly sounded selfless, not because of what he was saying but because he was saying it to Obito. "Is this still even about the healing?"

"No, it is not." Madara answered in some peace. "But now I have decided." Madara continued as Obito looked in direction of Madara's voice. "I will not give you another chance for this. Make your choice now." Madara finished in absolute waiting for Obito's answer.

It was a curious thing what Madara was now thinking. He motives hadn't changed and he was still going to use Obito. Madara wanted Obito to chose the faster healing to become his solider, but something else had pecked his interest. Curious how that one word 'Hokage' had such weight to it in the world, even if Madara Uchiha himself was using the word he hated. One way or the other Obito's choice would only bring the smallest change to Madara mind, although in complete reality and ending it will not change a thing. It was ultimately pointless.

But it was a stepping stone.

Obito thought hard about those words but not as hard as he should have. He answered with the thought of wanting to be stronger and to escape what he was in right now. But a small part of his mind felt that in some way it was a choice to prove not just to Madara, but the whole world that he was cable of much more. That he could be the leader that would bring happiness, peace and freedom.

"I'll do it. Heal me as fast as you can." Obito answered with his dream on the line as well as his resolve.

"Very well Obito."

Obito had complete misunderstood what Madara was saying and the point behind Madara's words. For once though it wasn't because he was stupid, but because simply put 'his mind wasn't all there'. But Madara got his answer that made him happy.

'You're not going to tell him the rest of story? How the poison boy ends?' The Zetsu clone questioned curiously having realised Madara had not explained all of it.

'In time, maybe. But either way he will have to learn in the hardest of ways what it means to have power without light.' Madara responded in his mind not caring for Obito in the slightest.

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