Will Of Fire ~KakashixOc (Editing)

Ch. 6 Obito

I changed the order of my first draft, because I can't find the actual cheaper six. I'll just make it again, but post it after this one. Sorry for the long wait, hopefully this longer chapter makes up for it.
~Kito

Himiko's pov.

Whenever I opened my eyes, I could tell I wasn't dreaming but I wasn't awake either. The slight burn to my eye told me I was having a vision, even as I sleep. Dream visions tended to last longer than actual visions, and they didn't leave me blind. I'd only had a few, but this one felt a little different. Darker.
I scan the pitch black room around me, trying to figure out where I was. I didn't recognize anything, but there was a faint trickling of water that filled the room. I take a step forward, and I realize then that I was walking in a few inches of water. I frown slightly and continue walking forward. Where did the water come from? I pause only whenever I heard a faint voice in the distance. His tone was muffled, the water blocking most of the sound. It sounded like he was breathing heavy, like he was injured.
"Hello?" I call out, and there was no reply. I slowly walk forward and eventually see a light on the furthest wall of this dark room. I make my way towards it, and soon the coppery smell of fresh blood fills my nose. I slow to a stop and the sound of the man breathing filled my ears. I heard as his heart rate slowed, and the raspy breath that he exhaled and never inhaled after. I couldn't hear any more sounds, other than my quick and paniced breathing. I walk forward again, quickly this time. The water was darker in color on this area, and I bend over and touch it carefully with my hand. Whenever I examine my fingers, bloody water stained my tanned skin. My eyes widen in shock, and that's when I see the body that lay infront of me for the first time. An Akatsuki cloak was draped across the dead body's face, and I stumble backwards in horror. I couldn't see their face, but my heart knew who he was. I knew him.

Obito.

I was too late to find him, and now he was dead. My dream visions have never been of the future before, so this was sure to have taken place in the recent past. I didn't find him quick enough, and now I was too late. I feel a horrific agony quickly replace the shock in my chest and I sink to my knees on the bloody water. I collasped beside him body, tears refusing to fall from my cheeks as I clinch my fists.
All these years can't be wasted. They won't be wasted. I will find his body, even though it was too late, and give him an actual goodbye.

And I was going to tear apart whoever did this to him.

I blink in the darkness of the room around me whenever I woke up in the middle of the night from my dream vision, seeing crimson blood whenever I closed my eyes. Tobi lay close to me, his back a few inches away from mine as he sleeps quietly. His strong shoulders move up and down slowly as he snores softly, orange mask on the table but it was too dark to see his face. I scoot a little closer to him for comfort from my horrible vision, my injured legs brushing against his warm ones. His body tenses for a second, but then he relaxes against me. I instantly close my eyes and pretending to be asleep as I feel him adjust himself on the mattress.
"M'hmm..." My lips twitch when I hear his sleepy voice, and I listen to him shift closer to me. His fingers brushes against the necklace dangling out of my shirt. I try to maintain my breathing as he examines it in the darkness, running his thumb on the Uchiha emblem. He'd looked at it before, but this time he studied it. This has definitely happened before.
"Hmm..." He hums quietly, laying back down on his back as he scoots closer to me. His large hand finds mine and I make a sleepy noise, putting on the act that I was still asleep. He tucks me against him with a small chuckle, with a smaller sigh. I eventually fall back to sleep in his arms, once my heart rate slowed and I stopped thinking about the horror I'd just seen in my vision.

"Tobi..." I sit beside him on the bed, shaking his broad shoulder lightly. He must have woken up at some point and put his mask back on, before I woke up. The sun was just beginning to rise and it was almost time for us to start moving again. I'd already started to pack up our supplies to the best of my abilities and now it's was time to wake him and have him help to finish. "You have to get up."
"Not now..." My hands freeze on his shoulder, hearing him speak in a that low voice again.