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THIS IS JUST PART ONE.
I was called by the Gaiden Police. XD
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything Naruto related, for they all belong Masashi Kishimoto! :3
BTW. IMPORTANT. This is "what if" fic.
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News was given yesterday that Obito Uchiha had possibly died. Team 7 hadn't returned to Konoha yet, so the suspense was killing me. One breath in, one breath out, I thought. Come on, Obito-Kun. I'll meet you at this swing set the second you get back.
Lately, Obito and I would meet back at the swings every time he went on a mission. I kept myself thinking about everything we'd done together. Like when we played at the Academy together, or all those pranks we played. These memories left me with a headache just as tears brimmed my eyes.
"Urusai, Anko," I whispered, trying to make myself shut up. "Just don't cry."
Suddenly, everything that reminded me of Obito swarmed into my head. And I mean every inch of Obito Uchiha memories. It was like my brain just found all memory files of him and dumped them into my system. I held my cranium, allowing my hands to unclench the chains that held up my swing's seat.
My cheeks were suddenly wet, and I had trouble trying not to let anything out of my mouth. A huge knot prohibited normal sounds to erupt from my trachea. I kept trying to delete all the memories, make it all disappear, but it was just too much. The more I tried, the greater I failed.
"This is hopeless," I sobbed silently. "Gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai."
Tear tracks remained on my cheeks even after I wiped them away. I made my hands return to the chains of the swing. Just a moment later, I felt hands upon mine. My eyes became wide and my breath caught in my throat.
"Daijoubo," whispered a familiar voice.
I couldn't bring myself to look. I knew who it was, so I needed no confirmation of it. I just kept my head up and looked at the trees.
"Konichiwa, Obito-Kun," I greeted him monotonously. "How was the mission?"
Suddenly, I was slowly going back and forth in the air. I didn't have to turn around and see his face to know that the smile had turned into a frown. Shouldn't I have been happy? I was, but I was also angry and upset.
"Crazy," he replied somewhat-quietly. "The enemy kidnapped Rin, so Kakashi and I went to save her. Kakashi almost got hit by a falling boulder once we got her out of a cave, but I pulled him out of the way, and he did the same for me. So, we're on good terms now."
"That's nice," I replied.
"Anko-Chan," Obito inquired, "why are you so upset?"
I dropped my head as the tears began to flow once again. Obito stopped pushing me as he began to silently watch my tears drop from my face. Every time a tear fell from my eye, I tried to push words from my gullet.
"Why am I upset?" I repeated. "I heard that you could've died! I was worried sick. I had to keep myself from crying, but here I am; sobbing right in front of you! I can't believe you, Obito-Kun!"
I stood up and turned to him, finally letting him see me cry. I kept ranting at him about how terrible it was without him. I kept crying and shouting and frowning. After I was done, with most of the terrible things I'd said, I stood still and tried to calm down. He looked so hurt.
"And you know what else?" I queried—he shook his head—and then I rushed into him, hugging him as tightly as I could. "Gomenasai, Obito-Kun! Gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai…"
I just kept repeating it as water spilled from my eyes. I had ranted and shouted and hollered at him, and then I tried to find comfort in my Obito-Kun. He petted my hair after a few minutes more of my constant apologies. He started trying to shush me, but that didn't work until quite a while later.
"Daijoubo, Anko-Chan," he finally replied after I had shut up. He began to hug me, still stroking my violet hair. "I forgive you."
I looked up at him with wide, shocked eyes as I replied "You do?"
"Hai," he smiled. "I know how you feel. I felt the same exact way you did when the entire Orochimaru incident happened. You could have been killed, but you weren't. I was too happy to be angry with you. It wasn't even your fault, but I was upset."
"It wasn't really your fault, was it?" I asked.
"My whole team kind of played a part in it, but I guess it wasn't completely my fault," he shrugged.
"Well, I did believe Orochimaru and didn't tell anyone about it until it was too late," I sighed angrily. "So, I guess we have that in common."
"There you go," he smiled softly at me. "And if it helps…gomenasai."
With that, I lost complete control. I was so happy! I ran into Obito's arms again and giggled. Before I knew it, I was tugging on his collar, drawing him closer and closer to me. His lips touched mine and I smiled into them. After a second or two, Obito's shock was gone and he kissed back.
We stopped after about ten seconds and just hugged. I loved my Obito-Kun and was glad he was safe. I'll never forget that I'll always be sorry for yelling at him.
Gomenasai…
-\[=]/-
This is just part 1. XD There should be more soon ;D
I was called by the Gaiden Police. XD
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything Naruto related, for they all belong Masashi Kishimoto! :3
BTW. IMPORTANT. This is "what if" fic.
-\[=]/-
News was given yesterday that Obito Uchiha had possibly died. Team 7 hadn't returned to Konoha yet, so the suspense was killing me. One breath in, one breath out, I thought. Come on, Obito-Kun. I'll meet you at this swing set the second you get back.
Lately, Obito and I would meet back at the swings every time he went on a mission. I kept myself thinking about everything we'd done together. Like when we played at the Academy together, or all those pranks we played. These memories left me with a headache just as tears brimmed my eyes.
"Urusai, Anko," I whispered, trying to make myself shut up. "Just don't cry."
Suddenly, everything that reminded me of Obito swarmed into my head. And I mean every inch of Obito Uchiha memories. It was like my brain just found all memory files of him and dumped them into my system. I held my cranium, allowing my hands to unclench the chains that held up my swing's seat.
My cheeks were suddenly wet, and I had trouble trying not to let anything out of my mouth. A huge knot prohibited normal sounds to erupt from my trachea. I kept trying to delete all the memories, make it all disappear, but it was just too much. The more I tried, the greater I failed.
"This is hopeless," I sobbed silently. "Gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai."
Tear tracks remained on my cheeks even after I wiped them away. I made my hands return to the chains of the swing. Just a moment later, I felt hands upon mine. My eyes became wide and my breath caught in my throat.
"Daijoubo," whispered a familiar voice.
I couldn't bring myself to look. I knew who it was, so I needed no confirmation of it. I just kept my head up and looked at the trees.
"Konichiwa, Obito-Kun," I greeted him monotonously. "How was the mission?"
Suddenly, I was slowly going back and forth in the air. I didn't have to turn around and see his face to know that the smile had turned into a frown. Shouldn't I have been happy? I was, but I was also angry and upset.
"Crazy," he replied somewhat-quietly. "The enemy kidnapped Rin, so Kakashi and I went to save her. Kakashi almost got hit by a falling boulder once we got her out of a cave, but I pulled him out of the way, and he did the same for me. So, we're on good terms now."
"That's nice," I replied.
"Anko-Chan," Obito inquired, "why are you so upset?"
I dropped my head as the tears began to flow once again. Obito stopped pushing me as he began to silently watch my tears drop from my face. Every time a tear fell from my eye, I tried to push words from my gullet.
"Why am I upset?" I repeated. "I heard that you could've died! I was worried sick. I had to keep myself from crying, but here I am; sobbing right in front of you! I can't believe you, Obito-Kun!"
I stood up and turned to him, finally letting him see me cry. I kept ranting at him about how terrible it was without him. I kept crying and shouting and frowning. After I was done, with most of the terrible things I'd said, I stood still and tried to calm down. He looked so hurt.
"And you know what else?" I queried—he shook his head—and then I rushed into him, hugging him as tightly as I could. "Gomenasai, Obito-Kun! Gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai…"
I just kept repeating it as water spilled from my eyes. I had ranted and shouted and hollered at him, and then I tried to find comfort in my Obito-Kun. He petted my hair after a few minutes more of my constant apologies. He started trying to shush me, but that didn't work until quite a while later.
"Daijoubo, Anko-Chan," he finally replied after I had shut up. He began to hug me, still stroking my violet hair. "I forgive you."
I looked up at him with wide, shocked eyes as I replied "You do?"
"Hai," he smiled. "I know how you feel. I felt the same exact way you did when the entire Orochimaru incident happened. You could have been killed, but you weren't. I was too happy to be angry with you. It wasn't even your fault, but I was upset."
"It wasn't really your fault, was it?" I asked.
"My whole team kind of played a part in it, but I guess it wasn't completely my fault," he shrugged.
"Well, I did believe Orochimaru and didn't tell anyone about it until it was too late," I sighed angrily. "So, I guess we have that in common."
"There you go," he smiled softly at me. "And if it helps…gomenasai."
With that, I lost complete control. I was so happy! I ran into Obito's arms again and giggled. Before I knew it, I was tugging on his collar, drawing him closer and closer to me. His lips touched mine and I smiled into them. After a second or two, Obito's shock was gone and he kissed back.
We stopped after about ten seconds and just hugged. I loved my Obito-Kun and was glad he was safe. I'll never forget that I'll always be sorry for yelling at him.
Gomenasai…
-\[=]/-
This is just part 1. XD There should be more soon ;D
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YES, THIS IS A PARTED SERIES.
I love ObiAnko, and this just takes place after Obito's death, but I've reversed it. He ain't dead
This is gonna go up to the birth of their baby, so be aware, mmk? Mmk! They should all become longer as I go on.
Please comment and leave anything you'd like to see!
Naruto (C) Masashi Kishimoto
Template (C) Someone on Google...
I love ObiAnko, and this just takes place after Obito's death, but I've reversed it. He ain't dead
This is gonna go up to the birth of their baby, so be aware, mmk? Mmk! They should all become longer as I go on.
Please comment and leave anything you'd like to see!
Naruto (C) Masashi Kishimoto
Template (C) Someone on Google...
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it's soo beautiful !!