𝗠𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲 {Obito Uchiha}

*A bittersweet journey to the past* (p. II)

A/N: Oh boy...here we go.

Brace yourself, EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT below ⚠️ Lol. As if there was actually gonna be any serious plot for this book apart from the explicit material.

Please, don't proceed any further should you feel uncomfortable with such content or you're a minor. I understand that a lot of you readers are young, but as an author of this book, I still have to warn you nonetheless. I trust you to know your own level of maturity and consent to this material.

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Anyways, thank you so much for all your support so far and for contributing to this story with your positive feedback for me to continue this garbage of work. Lol.

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"Have you waxed?" Hana asked ever so casually as she took a seat by the edge of my bed, bouncing on the plushy mattress like a small kid, her legs dangling off the bed.

"What do you mean, Hana, I always wax during the summer season. Can't say the same rule applies during winter though," I answered lazily while throwing some clothes out of my closet haphazardly in different directions. As always, I had nothing to wear.

Out of my peripheral vision, I saw Hana dodge a pair of flying shorts "Yea, I know, but tonight is a special occasion. You might lose your v-card, sis, and no refunds are allowed," she lifted a T-shirt tossed on the floor which pictured Marilyn Manson quoting something crude, and made a face "So I'm about to ask you again, have you waxed?"

Raising a hanger to examine a dress, I scoffed at her question "No Hana, I'd rather make Shisui feel like he's sleeping with Chewie fucking Chewbacca."

She only sent me a deadpan look "Girl. You're so damn lucky you fell into the gene pool when you were born."

I walked over to my bed and flopped myself onto the mattress right next to the brunette, a tired sigh broke the brief silence "I had my whole body waxed except my eyebrows. Hurt like a bitch."

She patted on my knee "I'm so proud of you, Junneko; I expected I'd find you having a mental breakdown with a shaved head, you know, Britney Spears style," she stated matter-of-factly and I turned my head sideways to shoot her a –are you serious- look. She lifted her hands up in surrender "What? You're acting like a bit of a drama queen whenever something serious might happen. Am I wrong or what?"

"It just.." I sighed, squeezing a stuffed toy "I don't wanna say anything that might scare him away. You know, my mouth is a bit like a magician's hat, you just never know what kind of shit's gonna come out of it."

"Bitch, please, that's never gonna happen, that boy likes everything in you, even that little sharp tongue of yours," she propped herself up on her elbows and studied my appearance, "Still nervous that the two of you are finally going to be alone?"

"Quite a lot, actually. But deep down, it feels right, you know, this whole thing between us... like it's meant to be," I smiled giddily as the mere thought of Shisui made my enamored heart beat faster "God, I sound so cheesy, don't I?"