Chapter 19 - Crash Down
One week's worth of ration bars, two sets of sharpened kunai, a dozen shuriken, a water canister, a blanket, and some heavier clothes.
Obito packed up these necessities in a standard Shinobi pack and headed to the door of his sensei's house to meet up with his team at the Konoha gates. He paused at the threshold, however, and turned back to look into the quiet apartment.
"... I'm off," he mumbled, knowing full well that there was no one present. With a shake of his head, he exited the door, making sure to lock up fully before executing Shunshin to the gate.
As soon as he landed he was met by the irritated gaze of Kakashi.
"You're late," the silver-haired Chūnin grumbled, glaring at the Uchiha.
Obito scratched the back of his head in a sheepish manner. "Heh... Sorry, I guess I was so excited about this mission last night that I couldn't go to sleep, and then I woke up late, and there was a lingering ghost that I had to say goodbye to calm the spirit so-"
"Now now, let's not bicker," Minato called out with a bright smile. "And no excuses, Obito. We came from the same direction, after all."
The raven-haired boy blinked a few times before smiling back. Minato seemed... Normal. Back to how he usually was. It was a bit of a comfort to the time traveler.
"Are we going to leave now, sensei?" Rin asked, readjusting her pack as she smiled hello at Obito.
Minato nodded, glancing up at the slightly colored rays of light reaching through the dark shroud of early-morning. "Yes. If we make good time, we should be able to make it to Yu no Kuni in three days, maybe even two."
The Chūnin waited as Minato walked over to them, handing them each a small pack. "Safeguard these. They have the scrolls containing the rations, and are our priority in this mission."
"Hai, sensei."
With a nod amongst themselves, they darted off through the trees.
When Team Seven finally touched down for the night, Obito observed his teammates with slight shock.
Both Rin and Kakashi showed varying levels of exhaustion, and though the Uchiha made a constant effort to appear worn out as well for appearance's sake... He barely felt drained at all.
It was something he could really only attribute to the Senju cells, but even he hadn't dared hope that his other capabilities had come back through his bastardized sort of treatment-he had failed to gain the Mokuton, after all, so he hadn't expected to gain the other effects he had previously. Without the Senju cells, Obito knew for a fact that he truly would've been as drained as his teammates, as his current body hadn't had the stamina training his future self had. It appeared that the cells were working far better than he had hoped previously in supplementary terms; though he would have preferred having the Mokuton again, he was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. His increased durability would come in handy against older and physically stronger individuals, and that was something that actually mattered quite a bit.
"Food's ready," Rin chirped, poking the sizzling fire with a stick. Obito's silent, if not somewhat questionable musings were cut off as he was handed a portion of their catch.
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