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Obito and Rin - Every night.The masked man spend his days monitoring the Shinobi world and keeping his plan on a tight leash but when the skys turned dark blue, Obito would watch her sleep.
A few months beffore the 9 tails attacked the village hidden in the leaves.
Rin was soundly asleep, just like every night he'd come to check on her.
She was older now maybe around 16 or even 18, he had lost track of time".
So peacfull, one wouldn't guess she was a veteran of the third Shinobi world war.
Obito sat on the edge of her wide open window, a cold breeze went past him.
Rin moved in her sleep and her blanket came off, for a while Obito just watched her, remembering a time when they were children, he would put her blanket back on here when it would fall off her whenever they slept by a campfire.
She started shivering and Obito morphed by her bedside, he gently pulled her blanket over her bare shoulders again.
Every night he would just stand there for hours watching her sleep, it was the only thing keeping him from
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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