Here's just a little bit to whet your appetites...enjoy! (Standard disclaimer still applies.)

Dear Members of Team 7,

I guess you're probably wondering where I am right now and what I'm doing. I wish I could say that I'll tell you when I get back, but I can't because I won't be coming back. Now, now, don't give me that look. I'm not pulling a "Sasuke," ok? In fact, if I could, I'd stay with you all forever, laughing at Sai's attempts at humor, betting on Kakashi's next Gai-challenge, gaping in awe about Sakura's latest medical discovery/breakthrough, and wondering where Sasuke might be now. I never was able to keep my promise to bring him back to Konoha, but at least he is no longer an Avenger. At least he has some peace in his life, and maybe, just maybe, that's enough.

The two people standing next to the boy were shocked. He had literally appeared right at their feet in front of them. Completely nude. Rin averted her eyes, blushing furiously. Obito wasn't much better, but he had the decency to pull off his dark jacket and cover the kid. He wasn't worried about the stranger suddenly waking up and attacking; he was definitely out of it.

With him newly-covered, Rin felt it was safe to take a peek. After all, she was a medical-nin. In fact, it was pretty embarrassing for a naked body to have such an effect on her, but it was so sudden! There was no poof, no pop, and not one ounce of noise. They'd just blinked and voila, there he was in all his birthday-suit glory, albeit somewhat covered in blood. A random boy popping up out of nowhere like that would shock anyone out of their senses. But she'd regained her professionalism pretty quickly and leaned over to check his vital signs. As she did so, she gasped.

"What! What is it!" Obito practically shouted.

Geez, do you have to be so loud? Rin thought to herself before answering, "His throat...look at it."

Obito looked and promptly swore. "Well, I guess we know where all that blood came from," he said.

"Yeah, but who did it and how in the world is this guy still alive? Whatever made that cut should have sliced right through the jugular. And..." she paused as she continued her examination, "...he's been poisoned." Now it was her turn to swear. Someone REALLY wanted this person dead. At least the poison was a slow-acting one that she recognized. If only it weren't so potent. Rin sighed. This was going to be tricky. And to think this was supposed to be their day off.

"Can you heal him?"

"Yes, but it's not going to be easy." Her brown eyes turned to his dark ones as her voice took on an air of authority. "Contact Minato-Sensei immediately, tell him what we've found, and get back here as soon as possible, preferably with a medical team and some clothes." He took off at once, and Rin was left watching the new kid, wondering who was after him and how he got away and ended up at their team's training grounds, of all places. Also, who was he? His face and hair were mostly covered in his own blood, so it was impossible to tell, but he did appear to have some birthmarks...maybe.

She shook her head. She could figure all this stuff out later! Right now the priority was to save his life! Friend or foe, it made no difference off the battlefield; this was her job and she would do it and do it well. The green energy in her hands increased as she fought to contain the deadly toxins and heal what remained of the lethal wound to his throat. Odd...the jugular was intact, but not as though it'd never been touched. It had been healed already.

Deciding that the poison itself was the real problem, she took one hand off of his chest and slipped it into her weapons pouch to take out a kunai. She then made a small cut to his forearm, put the knife back, and proceeded to drag whatever poison she could out of it. It was much more difficult than simply giving him an antidote, but there wasn't time for that. Just because it was slow-acting didn't mean it was that slow.

Her thoughts were cut short when Obito returned with Minato and a medical team in tow. Kakashi wasn't there. Not that she'd expected him to be; some random nude, injured guy probably wasn't something he would consider worth his time. Then again, she hadn't actually requested his presence. ("Requested" as in "ordered," that is.)

"What's the status?" Minato asked, immediately in his typical dead-serious attitude. Women loved that kind of thing.

"His throat has been cut but partially healed, so that shouldn't be a threat to his life. However, he was also poisoned, which I am trying to fix." Sweat dripped off her forehead onto the youth she was working on. It was an exhausting process.

The youth, feeling said drops of sweat, suddenly awakened, gasping. His eyes shot open as he looked around in panic and tried to get up.

"No way, kid. You've been seriously injured and aren't going anywhere but the hospital," Minato stated in no uncertain terms. "Medics," he called, "as soon as Rin says he's stable, take him to the hospital, please. Obito, stay here and make sure he doesn't try anything. I'm going to request some ANBU to keep an eye on him." The blonde wonder left without a sound, a brief flash being the only thing signaling his leave.

Now the stranger looked even more panicked, but he did as he was told and stayed put. It was hard to read his facial expressions thanks to the blood, but he was clearly both afraid and in pain. Also...his eyes... Rin shook her head again. There were more important things to worry about!

She finished pulling as much of the poison out as she could, remembering to keep a small vial of it so she could create an antidote (if there wasn't one available), and the medics gently put him on a stretcher, nearly dislodging the jacket covering his waist. Then they began the careful process of carrying him back to the hospital.

As the two teammates watched, the boy passed out, most likely from weakness and the pain of being jostled even a little. Then they looked at each other.

"Oh, man!" Obito could not contain his excitement. "A real, live mystery! And it's all ours! YES!!!" He leaped into the air, pumping his fist, and landed somewhat...clumsily. Rin sighed once more. He was the only Uchiha in existence (that she knew of) who was constantly looking for fun and entertainment rather than obsessively practicing some new jutsu or other. For that reason, his whole family--parents and siblings included--called him worthless, and yet, he never let it get him down.

She chuckled to herself. Maybe he had a point this time. "I have to admit, it is very intriguing. What do you say we try to find out a little bit more about him?" she asked, turning to the hyperactive teammate.

Her answer came in the form of another leap into the air (fist and all) and an exclamation of, "YEAH!!!!!!"

Rin laughed. She loved Kakashi, but Obito had more personality. Maybe some of it would rub off on him some day. After all, that stick could only go so much further up his--

"Come on, Rin! Let's go find Kakashi and get him to help us!" Perfect timing as always, Obito. Perfect timing.

I should have longer chapters after this, but this will do for the moment. Let me know if the action seems to rushed; I tend to get carried away when writing.

Also, if you catch any spelling mistakes or colossal grammatical errors, let me know.

Any other helpful comments...? I could use 'em.