Training Intensifies

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It was the night before the first day of the academy. It had been a couple months since you met Obito, and despite having your own apartment, you found yourself spending some nights at his house doing various things together including practice fights, star gazing, and generally getting to truly know one-another.

"- so I told him that I don't care if he's younger than me, I will beat him up anytime! And then Bakashi said –"

"Wait, Bakashi?" you interrupted. "D-did you seriously – just call him... Bakashi?" You couldn't help but spring into laughter at the little 'pet name' Obito labeled Kakashi and managed to muster between laughs, "That's the funniest thing I've ever heard!"

Hearing this, Obito grinned and rubbed the back of his head.

"Really? I think it suits him. Rin doesn't like it when I call him that, though. She says we should all get along if we're going to be classmates together. Like I would waste my time being all chummy with someone like him," Obito explained as the two of you sat on the rooftop to his house, gazing up at the stars.

This activity became the norm for you two. It was a great way to escape other people and responsibilities, and was an activity to simply enjoy each other's company.

"So class starts tomorrow, huh?" you asked while peeking into Obito's eyes. "Are you nervous?"

Obito shook his head roughly. "No way, not in the slightest! I'll finally be able to become a formidable shinobi and get some respect around here." 

The last few words he said trailed off into a barely audible mumble, as if he were embarrassed or ashamed by something.

Not catching his discomfort, you smiled and hummed in response before your face shifted into a similar uneasiness. Being keener to catching subtle cues, Obito quickly turned his attention toward you.

"What's up? You got quiet all of a sudden." 

You looked over to your friend and saw his arms crossed behind his head while the two of you laid down.

"You told me that Uchihas excel in fire-style techniques, right?" 

Obito nodded proudly. 

"Well, since I don't know where I'm from, I'm just nervous that I'll never figure out the techniques that fit me." You began unconsciously squeezing your hand into a fist. "I've decided a long time ago that I wanted to be a ninja with you, but what if this training at the academy is a waste of time for me?"

Shocked by the sudden uncertainty, Obito shot up from his spot on the roof to get into your face.

"What do you think we've been training and preparing for this whole time? I don't know about you, but I think you have what it takes! Don't lose hope, okay?" Obito flashed his signature grin. "We haven't even gotten started yet for crying out loud! Don't worry, I'll keep helping you along the way. So cheer up, ya big baby!" he said playfully and held out his fist in front of you, the full moon mirroring off his face gave him a remarkable gleam in his eyes.

Initially taken aback by Obito's reassurance, your smile then widened with restored ambition as your fist lifted to meet his in a cordial fist bump.

Obito really is something else.

That following morning, Obito excitedly barged into your room and woke you up by diving into the center of your bed, effectively knocking the wind out of you. Realizing his error too late, Obito made a mad dash out of your room to escape your wrath.

"Get back here, you doofus! I will destroy you," is what Obito heard as he exited the room, laughing the whole way through.


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