Welcome back to another chapter! This one is a little more fluffy and playful! It has an R18 scene in it, but I shall warn you before and after! We are beginning to learn more about Uchiha and how my world's version of Uchiha built their clan/ how the founding clans made the village. There will be a couple of chapters following this plot! There is only about 6 more chapters till we get to what I call the Sensei years :3 So get excited for that ! Don't forget to let me know what you think in the reviews!
(This chapter is yet to be beta read. Details may change, but content will always remain the same)
**Warning this chapter contains mentions of graphic violence and se*ual content**
The time came and went. Night blanketed the sleepy town as Katsumi and Obito made their way to the Uchiha village. Winter was fast approaching so both of them made quick work of their journey. Barriers prevented curious civilians from walking in through the front gates, but it was unguarded. All of the Uchiha were being housed in the great hall, so all the guards were stationed there to protect the survivors.
The pair reached the spot in the fence closest to Obito's small home. With a quick look around to make sure they were in the clear, the two ninja leapt over the fence. They were grateful that his home was on the outskirts of the village. The metallic stench of old blood and fire made Katsumi gag, but she continued. There were little flags with numbers painted on them, each signifying one of the dead. She counted four in just the space surrounding his home and the blood on his doorstep made them both cringe. Obito's hands shook as he took a deep breath through his mouth. He stepped up to his front door and noticed it was cracked open just a fraction. His stomach dropped, yet he pushed his way inside. The stench of death was inside his home too. As Obito started to gather his things, Katsumi wandered off in search of the source of the smell.
It led her to his bedroom. Against the wall stood a tall bookcase, in front of it was a large crusted bloodstain with a flag perched in the centre. The dark stain seemed to extend under the bookshelf, leaving Katsumi scratching her head.
"That's the escape tunnel. It's so old, I forgot it existed. I hope that flag is not from an innocent." Obito took another deep breath before he reached forward and tipped one of the many tomes. The bottom half of the shelf creaked open to reveal a dark tunnel leading into the ground. He gently closed the hatch and brushed past her to his drawers. On the outside he was calm and collected. But on the inside he was trying not to throw up and scream. He knew that this pain wasn't exclusive to him, but he felt responsible for his absence. Of all the times for an impossible scenario to play out, it had to be this night. It was almost like the universe was playing a cosmic joke. With gritted teeth he swallowed his guilt and hurried to gather the last of his things. He slung his pack over his shoulder and gently pulled her towards the back door. "It's time to go."
Katsumi didn't need to be told twice. She followed him out into the darkness, over the fence and up onto the rooftops. On the outskirts of her sensory field she could feel two Anbu approaching the Uchiha village. She paused on the rooftop to watch them as they went through on patrol. 'Good timing.' She signed to her lover.
"Minato-sensei warned me they'd be patrolling. For a man with nuts of steel, he's a big old softy." He snickered as he sauntered off.
She stared at his back in amusement. Together they made their way back to the Hatake estate. When they got there it was empty. Kakashi was still not back from his day with Rin.
"Kakashi-kun sure doesn't waste any time." Obito snickered as he followed her inside.
Katsumi laughed along with him and immediately began to tidy the house.
"Woah, wait a second!" He pulled the rubbish from her and shook his head. "You are still on medical rest. You will not be cleaning up your brother's mess."
Katsumi huffed and headed to fireplace. Obito quickly joined her. He lit the fire for her and ushered her towards the couch. With a stubborn smirk she made her way to the kitchen. She was starving for some real food. Injured or not, she was not about to let Obito cook. He was more exhausted than she was, plus he wasn't the most confident around her kitchen.
"I can't stop you, can I?" Obito sighed as he watched her get to work.
"Nope." Her giggle resonated from inside the pantry. She returned from her gathering mission with all the ingredients to make dinner.
Obito walked around the kitchen island and grabbed a knife to help shred the cabbage. Katsumi started to feel irritated by the constricting fabric of her clothes. She gave him a quick wait here sign before she rushed up the stairs to get dressed. On her way up she snagged his bag so he didn't have to take it upsta later. Obito shook his head at this but carried on silently.
*** Warning R18 content begins!***
She tossed his bag onto her bed and began her search. Most of her clothes were work out gear or simply too tight for her current mood. She turned back to Obito's bag as an idea hit her. She unzipped his bag and pulled out the first shirt that caught her eye. It was a long sleeved shirt made of white cotton. The Uchiha crest embroidered onto the back made her smile. Her mood shifted from content to playful. She stripped all the way down, panties included, then pulled the large shirt over her torso. The hem touched halfway down her thighs and she knew this was going to drive her lover crazy. She took a deep breath to stop herself from talking herself down. Once she swallowed her pill and found some confidence she slipped into a facade of nonchalance. Soon she was down the stairs and heading back to her cooking spot. She purposefully ignored the stunned look on Obito's face.
The Uchiha male resumed cutting the vegetables, keeping her locked in his peripheral vision. It was intoxicating the way the fabric slid across the soft skin of her thighs or the way the wide neck kept slipping off her shoulder. Everytime she stretched or leaned over the counter the fabric would tighten, providing a delicious view of her nipples as they pressed against the cotton. He felt his cock harden instantly. His bulge strained against his pants so much that he had to subtly shift his weight to try and ease the discomfort. What he really needed was to be deep inside her, but he was being good. Rin had warned him not to be rough with Katsumi, but right now he couldn't think of anything else.
Katsumi watched her lover have a silent mental battle. It was exactly what she expected him to do, fight himself until she pushed him over the edge. It was quickly becoming her favourite game. With an amused grin she filled the pot up with water and placed it back on the stove. It was then that she felt the warmth of Obito's ragged breath as his lips skimmed the shell of her ear.
"You know exactly what you're doing don't you?" His hands found purchase on her hips as he pressed his arousal against her. He heard her swallow thickly which caused him to chuckle. "Oh, you're a naughty little minx."
Katsumi leaned into his embrace. The embers of lust that smouldered in her stomach caught flame. She felt desperate for release, desperate for distraction, desperate for him. Everything in her life was too much to carry, but his strong grip held her steady enough to fight on. Their intimacy was more than simple sex. She felt herself become slick with desire as he lifted the shirt and skimmed his fingers across her thighs. "What's the problem, babydoll? Shy now, huh?" His sultry tones were laced with amusement.
Katsumi saw his playfulness as a challenge. Despite her rabid lust she flickered out of his arms and gave him a little wave from across the room. Obito's look of shock was quickly replaced with a devilish grin. "Oh, playing hard to get? I love a good game." He growled as he gave chase.
Katsumi was fast and nimble. She danced around the house just out of reach of her amused lover. Every swipe and miss had him growing more sexually frustrated. Her game had him rethinking his strategy. Eventually he managed to chase her into her room, this time he used his kamui to slip through the wall. He dodged in front of her and gripped her by the waist, throwing her up against the wall. She hit the surface with a thud. His eyes were wild and full of victory. "Run away again and I will make sure you can't walk for a week"
Katsumi giggled. This rougher, more demanding version of Obito had her planning more games in the future. Her whole body gave in as he began to ravage her skin with love bites. He slowly sank to his knees lifting the shirt as he went. His breath was like liquid fire over her flushed skin. With hungry eyes he savoured every curve and plan of her body. When he had to lift her up the wall a little to get to his ultimate goal. He paused at the sight before him.
"No panties? You really don't play fair." He used one hand to part her legs and hook a shoulder under her leg. Instinctively Katsumi balanced out the other side. Obito held her firmly in place at the waist as he delved deep into her folds.
Katsumi fisted his raven hair with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Her face was a mixture of shock and ecstasy.
Obito eagerly lapped up her arousal before he pulled back to study her. He experimented by trailing his tongue up the centre, focusing on the pitch of her cries and the tightening of her thighs. When he reached the sensitive bundle of nerves at the peak, Katsumi slammed her hand against the wall and swore into the open air. Bingo. He began to play with her, teasing the bud with his tongue. He would slide his tongue back down her labia before delving deeper into her entrance. The taste of her was intoxicating. Slowly he would make the glorious trip back up to her clit gently flick his tongue around it.
Katsumi was going wild. Pleasure filled every sense as he pulled at her threads. Slowly she began to unravel. He pulled his head back to smirk up at her, his chin glistening. Katsumi looked down at her lover with lustful confusion. He held her eyes as he leaned back in, wrapping his lips around her clit.
Katsumi couldn't take it anymore. It was too much. With the fingers still buried in his hair she pulled his head from between her legs and pleaded. "Please Obi… I can't.. take it!" Every word was ragged like her breathing.
He gave a smug chuckle as he untangled himself and placed her feet on the floor. Only to pick her back up and toss her on the bed. Katsumi landed with a squeal. There was a slap as Obito gripped her thighs and slid her ass to the edge of the bed. He grabbed her pillow and shoved it under the small of her back. "Sorry, sweetcheeks, I won't be gentle."
Katsumi looked up at him with a mischievous grin as she spread her legs wide for him. "Fuck me… Obito…"
With a zip and the sound of falling fabric Obito finally pressed his silky head against her aching lips. Obito tried to keep up the tough act, but her words had him melting like butter. The feeling of her wet heat perched on his cock was overwhelming. He eased his way into her, soaking in her succulent groan. She felt like home.
Katsumi took a few deep breaths to hold back the tears. Obito felt his throat tighten with emotion. The fact that they were together again, alive, only intensified their actions. Hunger took over as he began a brutal pace.
Katsumi's head rolled back against the blankets. Her body sang with pleasure as he pounded her over and over again. The wet sounds of their love making filled the air. Their wanton cries became louder as Obito adjusted his angle.
He flashed her a wicked grin as he cupped her knees and lifted them higher. An erotic groan rumbled through him as he pressed her knees up to her chest. New sensations filled her aching body. At this deep angle she couldn't stop herself from drooling. Every deep thrust elicited sweeter moans.
Ecstasy coiled within her. He was hitting just the right spot. It was a sensation she had never felt before. Intense pressure began to build in her core as he ravaged her.
One hand slipped under the shirt to capture her bouncing breast. It took every ounce of strength he had to hold back the fold gates. He felt pride like no other when her walls began to tighten around him.
"Obito… Obi… fuck I…" her words melded together with her reckless cries. He rolled the hard bud of her nipple between his fingers. This simple action threw her off the tetering edge and into the abyss. Stars filled her vision as white hot euphoria washed over her. "OBITO!" Her rapturous scream echoed through the empty house. Every muscle pulsed as she rode the wave.
Obito lost it. He gave a few more hard thrusts before he poured his seed deep. He pulled back just enough to observe his own cock pulsing inside of her. Every single time they did this age old dance felt like a fever dream. "Katsumi…" He moaned. His blissful tone had her stomach fluttering in delight. It took all of his strength to pull out and not go straight back in. Their eyes met a second before their lips did. Time slowed to a halt as they basked in the afterglow of their love making.
*** R18 content over!****
After dinner they found themselves standing on the balcony of her home sipping on warm tea to ward off the chill of the night.
"So… what was Kushina sensei talking about earlier?" Her question was gentle, allowing him time to shut it down.
The raven haired Uchiha stared into the steaming liquid with a frown. "Mikoto-sama is my mother." He gave pause to allow her to soak in the information.
Katsumi's mouth dropped. Her mask hung loose on her neck so that Obito could read her every emotion. She began to think back over all the small things. Overall it made sense. The way the sweet Uchiha matriarch always tried to protect him and why he was a mystery part of the main Uchiha branch. Katsumi thought back to all the times she had caught her staring longingly at Obito when his back was turned. A thought popped into her head.
"The Uchiha from the academy photo, with the goggles?" Her wide eyes met his. He nodded his confirmation.
"Daiki Uchiha, Fugaku's younger, much more handsome brother." Humour added spice to his tone. "They were in love, but Fugaku took Mother instead. The heir gets to choose his bride. It's an archaic tradition. He died before they got a chance to run away together, and I was born in secret." His humour faded and longing took over. "I can't believe I spent all that time wishing I had a mother, when she was right there…"
Katsumi chewed at her lip as she gazed off into the distance. She didn't know what to say, or how to help, but she tried anyway. "I think Mikoto-sama wishes things were different too. It makes a lot of sense…"
"What bothers me is that… no one ever mentioned my father. I didn't even know Fugaku had a brother." Obito took a sip to calm himself.
"That man controlled everyone with fear and intimidation. I doubt anyone had a choice. You are the only person I know to ever stand up to him." She whispered into the stiff breeze.
"Heh, guess it's the rebel in me. I'm glad I was able to torture him back, even if it was unintentional." His breath mingled with the mist rising from his drink as he released a huge sigh.
They cherished the moment of calm after such a treacherous few days. Katsumi leaned against her lover with a contented smile. Obito wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer, placing a gentle kiss on her crown.
The next day Katsumi woke in the wee hours, when the sun was yet to split the darkness. She shifted her weight to slip out of her lover's arms just to feel them tighten around her.
"It's still pretty early, babydoll. Going to watch the sunrise?" Obito's eyes were still closed. His voice thick with sleep.
Katsumi reached over to run her fingers across his scared cheek. "I would like some company…"
Obito cracked one of his dark eyes open and began to pull the covers back. "Come on then early bird. Let's catch that sun." He definitely wasn't the earliest of risers but he would follow her anywhere.
She made her way downstairs to grab them both drinks, before they both made their way out onto the rooftop. Colours were just beginning to dance across the lightening sky. The crisp morning air was a welcomed chill. Obito slung an arm around his love as he sipped his hot coffee. Those days spent lost in the alternative world had him wishing for moments like these. Her skin soft under his fingers as they basked in the first rays of the sun. Katsumi savoured her juice, mask loose at her clavicle. As his fingers brushed the bare skin of her arm a memory crossed her mind. Her cheeks flushed red as she took a deep breath attempting to steady her thoughts.
"Thinking about last night, huh? Me too." Obito stared at her with unabashed lust. "But Rin-chan told me to play nice during your recovery... We should visit Shisui today, I have been worried about his condition." Tactfully he changed the subject, attempting to avoid what his hormones begged for.
"Shisui-kun has been in hospital for a while, I wonder if he's been released?" Katsumi rubbed at her furious blush. Ultimately she was grateful for the distraction from her pervy thoughts.
Obito stared down at his coffee before he spoke up. "I think I'm going blind, in my good eye." His voice was fragile like thin glass. Declaring his worries like that out in the open was a difficult thing, even for him.
Katsumi took a deep look into the greying iris of his right eye. She reached up to cup his cheek. "What do we know about Mangakou Sharingan?"
Obito gripped her hand. For a moment he contemplated leaving her out of this. Katsumi already knew way too much about Uchiha matters. She had just been caught up in a massacre because she cared too much about his clan. Yet he knew that she would seek the answers and find them, whether she was in danger or not. He released a deep sigh before answering. "We know prolonged use can cause permanent sight loss. There is a tablet hidden deep in the Uchiha catacombs. I have heard rumours of what it says but the only person I know who has actually read it is Shisui."
There was a knock at the front door. Katsumi peered over the edge of the roof, only to laugh as she saw said Uchiha knocking on the front door.
"Speak of the devil…" Obito muttered before he grasped Katsumi's arm to stop her jumping down. "Medical leave."
Katsumi snatched her arm back and smirked. "You didn't care last night." She took a sneaky step backward. Obito got into a crouching position ready to strike. "I'm fine Obi, let's worry about you right now."
He pounced a second too late as she launched herself backwards. "You cheeky minx!" Without a thought he jumped down after her.
Katsumi let her body flip backwards, landing on her feet with a tap.
"Senpai! If you keep falling out of the sky, I'll have to start calling you Angel-senpai."
'Ever thought about calling my name?' She signed with an eye roll.
"Oh all the time…" Shisui gave a shit eating grin in response to her confusion.
"Stop flirting with my girl, Shisui-kun." Obito landed directly behind her with a scowl.
She turned her frustrated gaze towards her Uchiha. 'What are you two talking about?'
"Nothing, babydoll. Have you been released, Shisui-kun?" Obito turned his attention to his cousin. Though the answer to that question was obvious. Shisui was still clad in a thin hospital gown.
Shisui scratched the back of his neck and averted his eyes. "Not exactly, but my body is fine. But my eyes… I can barely see anymore. Reading your signs, senpai is like a sport. It's an Uchiha matter, nothing the hospital can do."
Obito nodded in understanding. "We were just going to come find you to discuss the same thing."
Shisui's smile widened. "Great minds think alike huh… Wait you said we… Does senpai know?"
They spoke over her head, one of Katsumi's pet hates. 'Yes I do know and no I won't stay out of it. Unfortunately for you two I'm too deep in your clan's business to act ignorant. Either you take me with you or I follow you.'
Obito chuckled at his little fireball. The Uchiha men exchanged impressed glances before Shisui nodded.
"Well, we should start by sneaking out of the village and going into scary caves!" Shisui's tone was filled with mock horror.
Katsumi snorted in amusement. 'I need to grab a few things if we are going cave exploring. Don't leave without me.' With that she leapt back onto the roof to get herself ready for the mission.
"How much can you see?" Obito asked quietly.
"It's like peering into a room through a crack in a door." Shisui sighed in frustration. "I know it can be done. But the sacrifice? There has got to be another way." Shisui stopped as he heard the front door crack open. He felt a gloved hand grip his elbow.
"Let's get you dressed, you can't do this in a hospital gown." Katsumi whispered in a faint voice.
For once it was Shisui who flushed with embarrassment. "I didn't think about that."
Obito snickered as he followed them inside. Katsumi handed Shisui a bundle of very familiar clothes. "Those are Kakashi's aren't they?"
Katsumi nodded and then pointed to another pile she had laid over the back of the couch. Now content, she disappeared upstairs to get ready herself.
The Uchiha cousins dressed together. Silent anxiety filled the air between them. "What sacrifice?" Obito finally asked.
"When I read the tablet last, it said to achieve eternal Mangekyou you have to-" his explanation was cut short as Katsumi came down stairs fully prepared for the mission, whip strapped to her side and blade at her back.
"You aren't taking any chances are you, babydoll?"
"With you two and you're Uchiha luck. I wouldn't bet against this being life threatening." Katsumi continued to speak in a faint voice, still adjusting to talking openly in front of Shisui. Anxiety tightened her throat but she pushed through it.
Shisui scoffed as he pulled at the mask loose at his collarbone. "Do all of you and Kakashi-san's clothes come with masks?"
"No, we were born that way." She muttered sarcastically as she checked him over. He was perfectly capable of dressing himself but Kakashi's clothes were a little loose.
Shisui grinned at her fussing, throwing a smug look over her shoulder at a glaring Obito.
"He is fine, sweetcheeks. We should get going before Kakashi comes home or something ironic." He placed a hand on the small of her back to usher her out. But her feet stayed planted as she reached her hand out for Shisui. She wanted to help guide him and holding his hand was a natural solution.
Shisui's cheeks lit up like wild fire as he snatched her hand. "Hell yeah, Senpai. I would have said something sooner if you were gonna hold my hand."
"I could break your hand if you like?" Obito snapped, humour absent from his voice.
"Mah, mah, Obi. He can hold my hand for a while. Besides, you held all of me last night."
Obito choked on a laugh as Shisui hollered. "You tell 'em Senpai!"
Katsumi just rolled her eyes as she led Shisui out the door. Obito followed close behind, locking the door with a click.
They snuck out of the village barrier. Katsumi knew the password to pass through undetected. Perks of being an ex-Anbu. The entrance to the catacombs was not fair from the village at all. To her it looked like a bare patch of glass, in fact she found it really difficult to focus on it. Her eyes keep slipping off to the side even with her best efforts.
Obito approached with his sharingan activated, stepping down the stone stairs with no issue. He reached back a hand to Katsumi. "Just close your eyes, babydoll. Once you're in, the wards will wear off." He only knew about this because Shisui and Itachi had told him a year ago, when they had both gone exploring on their own. It was originally built as the emergency exit to the tunnels. The Uchiha catacombs were specially built under the Uchiha village, but they are rumoured to connect to an entire world of underground passageways. Built when the original village was founded.
Katsumi took the hand and did as she was told, dragging Shisui with her. Their footsteps echoed off the stone walls as darkness engulfed them. By the time Katsumi opened her eyes, it was as black as when they were closed. She dug around in her thigh pouch to pull out a glow stick, snapping it with a satisfying crack.
Both Uchiha men nodded in approval as the three of them made their way through the old damp tunnel. It was a while before they reached a fork in the road. The tunnel opened up to reveal a small room with a decorative plinth in the middle. Behind the pedestal were two doorways both as ominous as the other. A loud purr echoed off the walls as a black cat materialised out of thin air.
"Ah, Uchiha wanderers? And a strange guest. Smells like a Hatake."
Katsumi shifted nervously, as both men came to stand beside her.
"We are looking for answers." Shisui's voice was cold and stiff. His grip on Katsumi's hand tightened as he waited for a reply.
"Oh, are you now? You have been here before, boy. You know most Uchiha come here looking for answers, only to leave with sorrow and pain. Can you handle this?" The feline flicked his tail in amusement.
Obito spoke this time. "We are no stranger to death. Please allow us passage, great guardian." He bowed his head in respect. The others quickly followed suit.
"I like you. Very well, you may pass. Be warned, the path you chose may lead you to hope, or death. Choose wisely." With a yawn and a stretch the cat disappeared into a puff of smoke.
Now all that was left was to choose a path.
A gentle cliff hanger here, not like all those horrible ones I always leave you on! Don't worry the next chapter is in the works and is full of excitement and life threatening danger! Oh I love it! Thanks for reading! I'll see you next time!