"Why do you only wear black?"
"Because it's relaxing."
"No it's not."
"Yes, it is."
"It's depressing."
"Relaxing."
"Depressing!"
That moment I turned around and glared at the boy talking to me. It was the boy with the goggles. They were tanned orange and on his eyes now. The boy had black hair and eyes and wore a navy blue outfit with an orange collar. The boy and his outfit were too bright. We were in the garden again, where I was sitting before. I just wanted to go and get some silence, but he followed me out and started commenting about my outfit. It's not like I couldn't have thrown a few fashion critics back at him.
After a few seconds of glares I turned my back to him again and muttered out,"Just leave me alone."
"Don't wanna." He said as he threw his arms behind his head. What a happy asshole. "My name is Obito Uchiha. I already know your name, Rika Uchiha. Did you like living in the forest? Damn it must've been boring. I wouldn't want that. Well I'm happy you're here now! Because now I can help you change that depressing fashion sense!"
"I don't want to change my fashion sense. I told you, it relaxes me." I snapped back at him. He was obnoxiously happy. Although Obito seemed nice, he was thick-headed.
"So anyway, are you going to join the Ninja Academy?" The loud child asked.
"I guess…"
"Do you know any moves?" Obito asked as he sat down next to me in the small area of grass. I answered to him with a nod."What do you know?" He asked again.
"I know mostly Genjutsu and Taijutsu." I said,"My parents taught me."
"Oh wow that's really cool. Did you know that they have really good food around here…" Obito kept on going. But that's where I stopped listening to him. I noticed that he didn't ask me anything about my parents. Any other six year old would've gotten all over my business and asked me everything. Only a child who understood how much it hurt, how much I didn't want to talk to anyone about it, would not ask. That's how I really got connected to Obito.
"Hey Rika, are you even listening?" He asked me, finally noticing that he was talking only to himself. Again, I answered with a nod. "Well then what do you want to be when you grow up?"
"An Anbu. My parents told me about them." I said. I really did want to be an Anbu. They were what Shinobi really should act like. Not those crazy ones who head out into a mission loudly. A Shinobi should stealthy and unknown.
"I'm going to be future Hokage!" He said loudly as he jumped back onto his feet."I will be the strongest Shinobi in this village, and this goggles shall be my trademark!"
"Shinobi don't need to be strong, they need to be stealthy"
"NO! They need to be strong! A real man fight should be straightforward! You have to honor your enemy!"
"That's dumb."
We didn't agree on a lot of things.