Future Pokekage Uzumaki Naruto! (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
used_friendship) wrote2013-08-14 08:28 pm
used_friendship) wrote2013-08-14 08:28 pm
006- Video; Action for Blackthorn
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[It is early in the evening when he finally begins to stir. A hand slowly reaches up to rub at tired eyes as they blink into focus, Naruto staring up at the ceiling above him. Immediately he frowns as memories of new and old jumble together. It had felt like a dream, though it couldn't have been. Why didn't he have chakra? Oh yeah- Johto.
Feeling the presence of someone else in the room distracts him as he turns his head to the side, immediately greeted with the sight of long, flowing red hair.]
....So when are we going to Violet? [You hit hard enough to knock him out Mom, he'll concede this time.]
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[A little time later the Pokegear shows Naruto sat on a bed as an excitable Carnivine is wrapped around his shoulders, happily chewing on his head once again. Some things never change!]
So--yeah. I guess that thing happened to me, y'know, when people fall asleep and have the dreams? But they're not real dreams? [Descriptive as always. On that subject though, there are some people he wants to talk to. He should probably send them some private messages.]
Oi Neji. Sasuke. I wanna talk to you guys.
[...Or just do it that way instead. He has a pretty serious look about him for once, so they should probably get in contact with him.]
[With a huff he moves around and attempts to unwrap the Carnivine from around him. Since he has it on, he may as well ask that question he had before the coma stuff happened.]
I'm still gonna go check out that dragon place up here, the one Tenten told me about. What's the best dragon type out there? I have Ryūka-chan already, she's a Charizard now and she's grown really strong.
[It is early in the evening when he finally begins to stir. A hand slowly reaches up to rub at tired eyes as they blink into focus, Naruto staring up at the ceiling above him. Immediately he frowns as memories of new and old jumble together. It had felt like a dream, though it couldn't have been. Why didn't he have chakra? Oh yeah- Johto.
Feeling the presence of someone else in the room distracts him as he turns his head to the side, immediately greeted with the sight of long, flowing red hair.]
....So when are we going to Violet? [You hit hard enough to knock him out Mom, he'll concede this time.]
[Video]
[A little time later the Pokegear shows Naruto sat on a bed as an excitable Carnivine is wrapped around his shoulders, happily chewing on his head once again. Some things never change!]
So--yeah. I guess that thing happened to me, y'know, when people fall asleep and have the dreams? But they're not real dreams? [Descriptive as always. On that subject though, there are some people he wants to talk to. He should probably send them some private messages.]
Oi Neji. Sasuke. I wanna talk to you guys.
[...Or just do it that way instead. He has a pretty serious look about him for once, so they should probably get in contact with him.]
[With a huff he moves around and attempts to unwrap the Carnivine from around him. Since he has it on, he may as well ask that question he had before the coma stuff happened.]
I'm still gonna go check out that dragon place up here, the one Tenten told me about. What's the best dragon type out there? I have Ryūka-chan already, she's a Charizard now and she's grown really strong.
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Everything that he'd believed in had apparently been crushed and tattered and strewn about and he couldn't see how here and now connected to then and would be, but there were patches of understanding, moments of maybe and he could sort of see it.
It hurt him so very much but he- was going to become a terrible person. He'd tried to make peace with it, to reject that that was him but-
But he didn't have a choice, did he?
It was going to happen no matter what he said, had already happened to everyone he cared about. Everyone had died. Even Kakashi had said so, that day, but he'd gotten better. He'd never met Naruto before here, but he could tell that something in their relationship had staggered, and it wouldn't be the same anymore.
Nothing would be the same anymore.
Everything was ruined and horrible, and he'd been so happy knowing he died a good person, knowing that he'd followed his beliefs to the end.
But that was gone now, pulled forcefully out of his hands one finger at a time, and he couldn't find a grip on that sort of peace anymore, couldn't breathe anymore.
It was suffocating him because why would there be two? What would be the point? There would be no point, because all bad things in the world, in the future, were leading back to him, and he hated it. Hated that he apparently had something like that inside him to turn loose on the world.
He hurt his family.
Sensei, Kushina-nee, their little boy he'd never met before this place. Worse still, he'd caused his blood family to suffer, had brought the wrath of the village quietly down on them with the Kyuubi and he clearly hadn't cared what would happen, what that would do.
And everyone had died. He was-
He should have died.
Heshould have died.
Because the world would have been better.
His words, when spoken, were so soft, and horribly empty, completely blank of any emotion at all.]
It's okay Kushina-nee.
I wouldn't run.
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[He wouldn't run? Damn, he really was crazy. But the look on his face and the tone of his voice was incredibly eerie. Despite whatever anger she was feeling, the sight and sounds before her that she had never seen or heard from Obito ever, concern was still fighting to escape and reach out to him. Even with all the information she had known and had just been told, it was hard to imagine the Obito she thought she knew and remembered and fit him with the masked man who had caused so much devastation and ruined so many lives. Maybe that's what made her grab his shoulders again to shake him.]
Have you seriously lost your mind?! What is going on inside that head of yours?!
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The tone didn't change.]
If that's who I become, it's okay, because I really shouldn't have lived, and it's better I don't if I become that person.
[And then he tried to smile, to show her that no, really, it's okay.]
See?
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[He definitely earned a few more shakes before she stopped. A tiny shudder ran through her as she forced back as much of her pain and sadness as she could. The staggering amount of emotions she had flipped between combined with all the Shocking RevelationsTM in such a short span of time were whittling down her energy levels.]
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I meant. It's okay if you did something about it Kushina-nee, I understand.
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Then it's a promise. [She stood up and walked to the door, Kyuubi following right at her heels. Her hand rested on the doorjamb as she stopped and looked at him over her shoulder.] So long as you stay the way you are here, the way I know you to be, I think we'll be alright. [Maybe.] But if you take one step in the wrong direction...
[She leaves it unfinished. He knows. Unspoken threats of ripping him limb from limb, throwing him off the inn rooftop, stuffing him full of kitchen knives, siccing her entire team on him... When she imagined doing these things, it was to the masked man, not the broken boy here with her. She sighed and left the room. She'd hold herself together until she could return to the room she shared with Minato and lock the door, then break down completely.]
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He couldn't.]
Wait!
[He stumbled to his feet, but stalled out without trying to grab her, and his voice broke.]
Please.
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His voice was very small, with a quaver. He... He kept needing to ask things like this and it was horrible, but every single time he expected the answer he didn't want.]
Do you- Do you hate me now?
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I... I don't know. Right now... You're not the masked man that destroyed my life. Him, I can say I hate and may never forgive. He is a monster, a murderer, and the worst person I have ever met. You... You are Obito Uchiha: a fellow Konoha shinobi, one of my husband's beloved students, and someone I care about like my own family.
[Holding back tears was getting harder and harder with every word. Every word that echoed her broken heart as she did her best to keep her voice from breaking too. She inhaled deep as if she was going to say something else, but shook her head. There was nothing more she could say. So she took her leave, stepping carefully over Kyuubi, who trotted off in her wake after sparing Obito a sympathetic glance.]
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Finally, after struggling just to breathe, he went looking for his sensei.]