paixaorpg | What do you do when you're supposed to be dead? [complete]

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What do you do when you're supposed to be dead? [complete]

Character(s): Obito and Kid
Content: Obito returns to the gate looking for the people he met earlier.
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Night
Warnings: Possible angst

Obito left the cafe feeling a bit empty and lost. He paused in the middle of the street and looked around. It was dark now, but there were still blond people here and there, although not in the numbers they had been during the day. He just stood there for several minutes, watching them walk around him and chewing on his lip. What was he supposed to do now?

After learning that they are about to die, what do people do? He supposed he was meant to go and tell his family that he loved them. But they weren't here. Except for Itachi, but he wasn't responding to Obito's message on his journal and Obito didn't know where to actually look for him. Zetsu had also said that the Itachi here was his age, and the one Obito had seen that morning was only six. If he was supposed to die soon, then would his little cousin even remember him, seven years later? Would anyone remember him? Zetsu had said he died protecting his teammates, and in Obito's reckoning, that was a pretty good way to die, but if it happened so soon, he wouldn't have had time to do anything amazing to be remembered by. Maybe his teammates would remember him... Maybe Rin... and his parents but he wouldn't become a legendary shinobi, like so many of his ancestors. He probably never even used sharingan.

The hot feeling of tears trying to push their way out made Obito screw up his face and bite his lip, fighting them back. There wasn't anyone here to tell that he loved them, or to plead with to remember him. There wasn't anyone to tell that he was scared. He opened his eyes again and pulled his goggles down over them, looking around again through the now slightly orange-tinted world. All the blond hair and blue eyes reminded him of his sensei, which made him bite his lip a bit harder. Then he remembered another blue-eyed blond he'd met earlier. She was pretty nice...

As he jumped up to the nearest roof-top and started leaping his way back towards the gate he'd come in from, Obito acknowledged that it was stupid to think Kid would still be hanging around there. She was probably long gone and had met a lot more new and weird people. Maybe she was in a hotel, it was night after all.

When he got to the gate, the first thing his eyes were drawn to was a creepy lady who seemed to be giving off a heck of a lot of chakra. He hesitated for a minute, considering the strange... person, and then he saw Kid, walking away from her. A little smile of triumph and relief crossed his lips as he jumped off the building he was on and down to the cobbled street.

"Onee-- er, Kid!"

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Kid, who had simply walked away from the strange woman, whirled around at the slightly familiar voice. "Oi, Obito," she responded, grinning. "What're you doin' out so late?" Never mind that Kid was out; she was a thief, so that was only to be expected.

Even so, Kid heard the relief in the boy's voice. What had happened?

"Ah, I just, y'know, I wanted to see some more of the city and stuff! It's really cool!" Obito gave her a slightly strained grin as he came to rest in front of Kid. "I met that guy that's from my world, only apparently he's from the future and people can get here not just from lots of different worlds but also different times! Pretty cool, huh?"

"And, y'know, I wasn't tired yet or anything and I thought I'd look around and maybe find you again and stuff." He offered her another smile, glad that the tint of his goggles would mask any redness that might have developed around his eyes.

Kid nodded; the city was interesting, and the thief made a mental note to further explore this place once she had gotten some rest. "Waitaminnit, mate, yer sayin' people come 'ere' from different times?" Not that Kid hadn't ever come across this sort of thing before, but she hadn't expected to be thrown from one nexus to another.

... The boy's tone was strange. Kid wasn't a (damn good, if she did say so herself) thief for nothing, so she crossed her arms and tilted her hips to one side, looking sharply and sisterly at the boy. "What's up, Obito?"

"Yeah, this guy was from... Oh, I guess I didn't ask how far ahead of me, but he was from the future anyway... After the war's over..." He looked up with a slightly guilty look as she stared him down and then looked away again, chewing his lip. "Mm, it's not really anything, y'know. He just... kinda... told me when I'm supposed to die and stuff... Kinda freaked me out, I guess..." he shuffled his sandaled feet, examining his toes.

... Oh. So that was it. Serge had died in one of his timelines, and from what he had told her, it had been a bit of a nasty shock when he had found out. While Kid was certainly used to separate timelines and having vague ideas what was going to happen (usually, at least; Kid wasn't a Seer, after all), she still hated being told what was going to happen to her, especially if it was bad.

"You know," she said, clapping a hand on Obito's shoulder and squeezing reassuringly, "Th' future's not set in stone." Oh, sure, when Kid had gone back and saved Serge, it had resulted in the timelines splitting, but hey. Serge was still alive, wasn't he? Mission accomplished. "Y'don't have t'give into fate. I've got a friend meself, who was s'posed t'die. He an' I didn't take kindly to that and fought against it." The thief crossed her arms proudly, a smile coming to her face at the memories. "He's still alive, by the way, an' doin' just fine." Never mind that he had Stabbed her, but Obito didn't need to know that.

Obito nodded, chewing on his lip. "Yeah, that's okay, but, the thing is, he said that I died because I was protecting my teammates... So... if I didn't die, maybe they would..."

He shook his head and forced a smile back onto his face. "I'm thinking about this way too much!" he announced. "I mean, it's not like ninja die of old age anyway! That'd just be pathetic!" He pushed his hands into his pockets and started into a casual stroll, doing his best to push back the dark thoughts. "Besides, Zetsu-san said that I died like a hero! So that's awesome!"

Kid nodded, a thoughtful look on her face. "Y'know... dyin' fer a good cause is somethin' heroes do, but that doesn't make it any easier." Serge's betrayal, the pain of being stabbed, the terrible look on his face when he did it... Kid thought she understood how Obito felt. "And there'r other ways t'defend yer friends." Not that she wouldn't throw herself in front of someone she cared about in an instant, of course.

She patted Obito on the shoulder, walking alongside him. "S'not bad," she agreed, "but that doesn't mean a have t'give yerself up just yet. Do yer best." Okay, so that line was corny, but it was all she could really come up with, at the moment.

Obito smiled back at her. It still wasn't his normal, easy smile, it was something that took a bit more effort to put on his face, but it was a smile. "And the good news is Zetsusan said that the war is going to be over in about three months from when I left! So that's really great!" He dug into his pocket, remembering that he'd left his sundae behind, and pulled out a pair of lolly-pops, holding out his hand to offer one to Kid. "So what have you been up to?"

"Well, that ain't so bad," Kid replied, managing to smile back, "An' besides, the future is changeable." She would know; she had gone into the past to change it herself. She smiled and took the lollipop from Obito, giving him a nod of thanks.

"Eh, not much," she answered, blue eyes fixed ahead of her as they walked. "Just tryin' to survive an' figure out a place to stay that isn't too stuck up." She had been staying somewhere recently, but it was just too snobbish for her tastes. "What about you? Stayin' out o' trouble?"

Because that, of course, was always what Kid did.

Obito grinned back, sticking the remaining lolly pop into his own mouth after pulling off the wrapper. "I'm a ninja! Trouble is where I belong!" he said cheerfully, his previous crisis quickly fading.

"I think there was a list of inns on the journal," he said, pulling his out of his pocket. "There's probably something there that's not too ritzy." He flipped it open and began to poke buttons. "O Pastor doesn't look too bad..."

"Looks like we're two of a kind s'far as trouble's concerned," Kid responded, sticking the lollipop in her mouth once unwrapped and reaching out to ruffle his hair.

"I was thinkin' I'd move into Iriela Apartments," Kid replied. "The ones run by gypsies, y'know? Sounds like my kinda place." She eyed Obito critically. "D'you have a place t'stay?" she asked, concerned.

"Cool! Gypsies!" Obito exclaimed with a grin. "Not yet. I've just been kind of exploring. But I'm used to sleeping outside and stuff so it won't be terrible if I don't get a room tonight. Also I haven't heard of anybody not being able to get a room because they were all full, which is really weird when you think about it since so many new people are coming into the city and stuff..." Obito tilted his head, contemplating that thought. "And the way it's all inside like this, they couldn't really expand at all, so what happens when the city gets full? It's bound to happen sometime, and if people keep coming in at this rate, then it'll probably happen pretty soon!"

Kid nodded; she was used to sleeping outside, too; she had to, when Lucca had died. Obito seemed like he could take care of himself. Even so, something tugged at Kid, something that told her to not leave someone behind - at least, not someone she sort-of knew. Must be this weird place, she thought, brushing the hair from her eyes, gettin' to me.

She shrugged. "I dunno what'll happen, but I guess we'll find out." The blonde girl grinned at the thought of it, too many people in this strange, lit-up place. "But if ya need a place t'stay, come'n find me."

"Oh, okay!" Obito agreed with a cheerful grin. "I think I'm going to look for my cousin some more, Zetsusan said that he was here!" He chuckled, rocking on his sandaled-feet. "He was six yesterday at home, but Zetsusan says that the one here is my age! That's pretty funny, huh? I want to go see who's taller!"

Kid nodded at Obito, smiling. "All right, then," she responded, "but make sure you stay out o' trouble." He somehow reminded her of one of the orphans she had grown up with - albeit a female one. She had been younger than Obito, though, but she had the spunkiness this one did.

Jolting herself out of her remembrance, Kid winked at Obito. "You better take care, mate." With that, she strolled into the night, giving the boy a backwards wave.

Obito gave her retreating back a wave before wandering off himself. He ended up settling down to sleep in a playground that night after another hour of exploring.

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