To Be Lost On The Road Of Life (Continuation)

Chapter 17- Losing Sight

Chapter 17 - Losing Sight

Obito made his way over to the Uchiha compound at a somewhat sedate pace, enjoying the scenery of Konoha.

He realized that, due to the sudden influx of worrisome events, he had become increasingly stressed and focused on... Well, pretty much everything. So, because it was a day-off from his team's usual training, he had decided to take the long route to the compound.

Of course, he still had some sense of urgency and soon found that mindlessly walking around made him antsy (a shame, considering he had been able to do so before without problem... But then again, there hadn't been a war, then) and quickened his pace to the clan head's house.

What he found-or rather, what found him-was unexpected.

"Goggles-niisan!" As soon as Obito stepped through the threshold of Fugaku's house, mid-shout for either Mikoto or the clan leader (because no one had responded) he found himself tackled in his midriff by a familiar, messy-haired Uchiha child. He looked down at the boy that clung to him like a bur, large round eyes peering up at him with curiosity and excitement. "I didn't know you were 'Tachi's teacher 'til today! So I came over to say hi!"

Obito smiled. "It's good to see you too, Shisui," the older Uchiha commented lightly as he slowly relinquished himself from Shisui's embrace, finger by finger. The kid had a strong grip. "Do you know where Mikoto-san and Fugaku-sama are?"

"Nn," Shisui murmured while shaking his head. He grabbed Obito's hand and began pulling him to the backyard. "I don't know where Mikoto-baa and Fugaku-ji are, but 'Tachi is in the backyard 'ready. Let's go!"

Obito allowed himself to be dragged to the backyard by the younger boy, where one Uchiha Itachi stood, facing a few targets and practicing his aim. It gave Obito a strange sense of deja vu, seeing the young prodigy training with such an unwavering focus.

"'Tachi!" Shisui called out, causing Itachi to turn to them. "Goggles-niisan is here! Let's compete now that we have a ref!"

The time-traveler said nothing and turned to Itachi with a raised eyebrow. Itachi nodded. "It is good to see you, Obito-san. Please be the referee to decide the winner."

"'Obito-san'?" Shisui parroted, looking confusedly between Itachi and Obito. "Your name is Obito, Goggles-niisan?"

The older Uchiha nodded bemusedly. "Yep. Uchiha Obito."

"Hmm...." Shisui's face scrunched slightly as he contemplated, and the older Uchiha couldn't help but think it was actually rather adorable. "... Alright! I'll call you Obito-niisan, then!"

"Alright, then," Obito stated simply with a smile.

"So Obito-niisan, can you be the ref for us?" He watched as Itachi and Shisui sidled up to each other, peering up at him with their childishly innocent eyes. He could practically see Fugaku and Mikoto's reactions to the sight. "Please?"

After a brief moment of contemplation, Obito shrugged. It wasn't as if this couldn't be considered training, and he'd have a good chance to judge how strong Shisui was at this point in time, as well. "Sure. How long, or how many?"

"Best outta five kunai and five shuriken!" Shisui grinned widely. "You also give extra points if we do cool tricks."

"Points?" Obito repeated bemusedly. Shisui's unrestrained enthusiasm was as endearing as it was draining to him. "Alright, let's see how you two do."