"You bastard Rock-nin, you're on a one-way path to hell!"
Obito's scarlet Sharingan flared with murderous intensity.
He was already gnawed by guilt for not reaching Rin in time.
It's all my fault. If only I was faster… stronger...
And now this Rock-nin had the gall to taunt him?
You really think I'll just let that slide?
Obito's personality had always been extreme—he couldn't take mockery, not after failing Rin.
Across the field, Kakashi had already taken down his opponent.
The ninja threatening Rin had also been eliminated by their squad leader, Jōnin Kurama Kaito—an elite sensory-type with a reputation for his brutal genjutsu.
Of the four Iwagakure shinobi ambushers, only one remained.
And that unlucky bastard was facing Obito Uchiha.
"Damn it…" Obito clenched his fists. "Kakashi and Kurama-sensei already got their kills in."
He had intended to make a grand entrance, to impress Rin with some flashy moves.
But now?
Rin didn't even need saving.
Kakashi didn't need backup.
Unless someone was inches from death, no one really needed Obito.
His hot-blooded words always outpaced his ability. He'd never admit it, but he did respect Kakashi's strength. Still, it stung.
Now everyone was just watching him fight.
So embarrassing.
Meanwhile, the last remaining Rock-nin, seeing his comrades and superior officer Han—an Iwagakure jonin—slaughtered, was silently panicking.
Three pairs of deadly eyes stared him down—Kurama, Kakashi, and Rin.
But it was the fourth pair—Obito's glowing Sharingan—that locked him in place.
He gritted his teeth.
So be it. If I'm going down, I'll go down swinging.
He had nothing left to lose, and that made him dangerous.
Facing down an Uchiha, especially one with a Sharingan, was suicide.
But maybe he could take one down with him.
Better to be remembered as the one who dragged an Uchiha to hell than to die a no-name grunt.
He smirked at Obito.
Too bad... he completely misjudged the boy in front of him.
Obito wasn't a prodigy.
He wasn't like Itachi, or Shisui, or even Sasuke who would come after.
He was the bottom of the class.
Dead last.
But right now?
Dead last had one goal—kill the enemy. No mercy.
"Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" Obito roared.
His chakra surged—more than he'd ever channeled into a technique before.
The signature Uchiha Great Fireball erupted from his mouth, searing forward in a massive wave of flame.
The heat alone cracked nearby stones.
"Shit—he's powering up every time he fights!" the Iwa-nin cursed and slammed his hands into the ground.
"Doton: Doryūheki!"
A massive earthen wall exploded from the earth to shield him.
The fireball smashed into the wall with a thunderous roar.
Smoke and flame burst everywhere.
Rin watched anxiously from the sidelines.
"Kurama-sensei… should we assist Obito?"
Kakashi didn't even flinch. "Relax, Rin. He's got this. We can't babysit him forever. Let him learn to survive alone."
Kurama smirked. "Yeah. If we always jump in, he'll never grow a backbone."
Rin bit her lip but nodded. Obito… please don't die out there.
BOOM!
The Doton wall cracked, then crumbled completely.
The Iwa-nin stumbled back, coughing and retreating nearly thirty meters.
Black smoke billowed across the battlefield, covering everything in soot.
"That bastard's Fire Style… it's actually dangerous. I really underestimated him," he muttered.
"Worthy of the Uchiha name…"
"Too bad you realized that too late, jackass."
The voice came from behind him.
His heart skipped.
"W-What?!"
He spun around.
Obito's silhouette emerged from the smoke, kunai in hand.
His Sharingan burned like twin blood moons.
When… When did he—?!
A sickening schlunk followed.
Obito's kunai pierced straight through the man's back, bursting from his chest.
It wasn't just a stab—it was an execution.
Obito's whole arm followed through, twisting the blade deeper.
The Iwa-nin twitched, choked, and died on the spot.
Obito pulled out the kunai and spat.
"Trash."
His voice was cold.
This wasn't the goofy kid from before.
This was war.
Using the cover of the smoke, Obito had circled behind him for a killshot.
It was ruthless.
Effective.
And very Uchiha.
Grinning smugly, Obito trotted back to the group.
"Rin, are you okay? You're not hurt, are you?" His voice was suddenly soft, almost anxious.
"I'm fine," Rin smiled. "With Kurama-sensei here, I didn't have to worry."
She glanced at him. "But what about you, Obito? Are you hurt?"
She asked if I'm hurt!
Obito's brain practically exploded.
She really cares about me! Rin actually cares!
Is this love? Should I confess right now?
His eyes lit up. Then dimmed as he remembered.
Kakashi.
Kurama.
Right there.
Shit. Not now. Bad idea.
"Obito, are you really not bleeding anywhere?" Rin asked again, tilting her head.
"Oh my god. She asked again. She totally likes me!"
Obito clapped his hands in a cool pose.
"It's nothing, Rin. All this blood's from that dead bastard. I'm totally fine!"
He even jumped around a few times to prove it.
"Rin, did you see how cool I was out there? That Fireball? That silent kill? Wasn't it awesome?"
He turned dramatically…
But Rin, Kurama, and Kakashi were already walking away.
Obito stood alone, hand still mid-pose.
"They… left?"
He blinked.
"Hey! I was trying to be cool!"
Obito sulked behind the group.
Kakashi again… always one step ahead. Kurama-sensei's just too damn powerful. When the hell will I ever catch up?
But then he grinned and started posing again like a One Piece character.
He crossed his arms like Doflamingo, strutting like a madman.
"Oi, Teacher Kurama! Kakashi! What're you two afraid of?"
He threw his arm dramatically in the air.
"If another Rock-nin comes, we'll kill him!"
He spun. "If two come, we kill them both!"
Another spin. "Three? Kill 'em all!"
"One more step and I'll make every Iwagakure shinobi piss their pants!"
Kakashi looked at Kurama and just smiled.
Rin rolled her eyes and muttered, "Idiot."
Obito froze.
Rin… scolded me?
She called me an idiot!
Oh no.
Oh yes.
That was flirting. That had to be flirting.
"Rin just called me a pig… in front of everyone…"
He nearly giggled. That's what couples do! They bicker! This is totally progress!
Call me a pig again, Rin! Or a dog! Or a goat! Anything! I'll take it!
He had a full-on perverted grin on his face now.
"Hey. What the hell's with that creepy smile?"
Kakashi's voice snapped him out of it.
Obito blinked. "W-Where's Rin and Kurama-sensei?"
Kakashi sighed. "Gone. Sensei noticed you weren't following. Sent me to drag your sorry ass."
…Oh.
Obito still didn't move.
Kakashi facepalmed. How am I supposed to lead this idiot when I make Chūnin…
"What are you thinking about?"
Obito snorted. "Tch. None of your business."
"Figures."
Together, they followed the rest of the squad under the soft glow of the moonlight, their silhouettes stretched along the road.
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