I hate what I see in the mirror

All Together Again

[A/N- LONGEST CHAPTER EVER!!!! 6 thousand words! Can you believe it! Sorry it took me so long to update. My iPad was broken plus there was a lot going on in this chapter and I wanted it to be just right! Hopefully I it is and you all enjoy it let me know in the comments below what you thought!]

As a knock was heard at the door, Naruto, Kushina, and Shisui all looked over their shoulders, then at each other. There was a moment of silence as if one was waiting for the others to speak up about who they invited but no one did.

"Who-"
Kushina began to ask before a much rougher knock was banged on the door. The sound made half of them jump, Naruto and Shisui standing as Kushina darted to the door. Kurama was to absorbed in his work to even notice. As the woman laid her hand on the door nob she inhaled deeply, a part of her thinking it was Fugaku and the rest of her praying it wasn't. She cracked the door, taking a peak outside, but once she saw who it was her shoulders dropped. Her face was blank but in her eyes was a deep confusion. The door slowly fell open as she stumbled back a few steps.

Tobi kept his eyes on the ground, an awkward smile on his lips.
"H-hey... mama"
He mumbled. His hands were resting at his sides yet they clenched the cloth of his pants. The blond behind him sighed before giving the brunette a rough shove inside. As he scuttled in Kushina took several more steps back. Shisui caught sight of his brother and froze while Naruto was left in confusion, glancing between the two intruders and the two he was already familiar with.

"Obito!"
Shisui snapped back a smile brightening his whole face. He couldn't believe it! His brother was back! He was... alive! Shisui rushed for his brother ready to hug him.

Slap!

Everyone stopped, even Deidara who was closing the door behind himself as he stepped inside. Kushina had slapped the brunette.
"Obito Uchiha, where the hell have you been?"
She screamed, tears cascading down her face.
"What has it been? Nine years and not a word from you, damn it I thought you were dead! I thought that bastered hurt you so bad you went off and died somewhere!"

"M-mama"
The high pitched whimper left Tobi as tears were now building in his eyes too.

"The police looked for you for four months, do you know how long I searched? Four years! I looked everywhere! I put out millions of flyers! I contacted everyone I knew! Where were you? Where did you go?"
Sobs choked her throat. At this moment Minato was coming down the stairs but as he saw the situation he slowed until he came to a stop at the bottom step.
"Why didn't you come to me?"
Tobi was sobbing now too, shrinking back into the fifteen year old boy that wanted nothing more then to crawl into her lap and fall asleep to her voice reading him stories. Sky blue eyes watched his lover fall apart, Deidara had to clutch the door handle to keep himself away. Every part of him wanted to lunge forward and cradle his precious baby, to pamper him, whisper sweet promises to him, and give he whatever he wanted just to make him stop crying. But he couldn't, he wouldn't, this was Tobi's family and he had to face them on his own. So Deidara stood by as nothing more then a silent spectator.
"Were you scared of me? Did I do something to drive you away?"
She cupped his scared face.

"No! No mama, I swear it wasn't you!"
Tobi cried, practically falling to his knees and begging her to believe him.

"Then why didn't you come to me?"

"It wasn't like that, I was lost, and when I was found they took me away! I swear if I could have come back I would have!"

"But nine years? And now you come back? Why now?"
Her eyes soften, they were not so angry now, only sad.

"When I did finally have the chance to come back I had already been gone for so long I was afraid you'd hate me. And the longer I stayed away the more scared I got. Deidara was the one to convince me to finally come back."
He stepped aside, allowing her to see the blond who awkwardly waved. It was the first time she had taken notice of the man, he was so small compared to Obito's built frame that toward over her greatly, it was like he was completely hidden. She gave him a glance but nothing more as her full attention was on her run away son. Stepping closer she cupped his face again, looking deep into his eyes. His gloved hands rested over hers, tears still fresh on his cheeks.