New Chances - (Reformed!Obito x Oc) - (Complete)

VII

"Where is she?" Obito demanded, a scared nurse standing in his way. She pointed towards a long hallway and blurted out some numbers. The morning was a sizzling mess of burning sun and painful night memories. He didn't sleep after the attack, and wasn't allowed anywhere near Kri until she was released from the critical unit. Having received word from Kakashi that she was now stable, Obito wanted nothing more than to be next to her. When he reached her door, he flung it open with force, startling Tasha and Mina inside. Kakashi sitting on the window sill, looking at the bed. From his angle, Obito couldn't see her, but knew she was there, covered with hospital blankets. Mina was in his way before he could step into the door. She slapped him, hard.

"Go away." She seethed. Kakashi stood up, moving to calm her down, but he couldn't get to her before she began to berate Obito. "This is your fault! This is all your fault! If you had been there, this wouldn't have happened to her!" Kakashi grabbed Mina's arm but she yanked it from him, tears welling up in her eyes, full of fire and rage at Obito. He stared blankly at her with his only uncovered eye. "If you hadn't just left her all of a sudden, if you had just talked to her, maybe she'd be safe right now!" She screamed.

"Hold your tongue about things you know nothing about!" Obito shot back.

"No! You led her on! You let her fall in love with you and then you dumped her out of the blue with no explanation other than some garbage excuse!" She was struggling against Kakashi who was trying to calm her down and pull her back, his words being drowned out by her fury. The quiet sobs of Tasha sitting by the bed only adding to the scene. "You're nothing but trash, Tobi! You did this to her. You let this happen! " Mina screamed.

"That's enough!" Kakashi raised his voice, grabbing her by the arms.

"Get out!" She screamed at Obito, "You don't deserve to be anywhere near her! She cried for weeks over you! WEEKS! She wouldn't eat. Wouldn't sleep. Hardly could work! She loved you so much and you just played her like a damn instrument! Get! Out!'

"That's too far, Mina! Enough!" Kakashi yelled, turning her forcefully to him. She smacked him, her face dripping with tears and snot, a red hot mess of rage.

"If you're going to defend him, you can leave too then." She hissed at him, pushing him away from her.

Kakashi froze and frowned. Obito's heart strings for his friend were pulled, but Kakashi raised a hand to stop Obito from saying anything further.

"Let's go." He pushed past Obito, who paused to stare the blonde down before following his friend out.

Obito stayed away from the hospital for a few days, but tracked the intel on the incident. The man involved had gone missing, and Kri told them that he had attacked her in the smithy, she ran to the front door, and the explosions went off. Not much else was said, and the investigation team chalked it up to someone trying to infiltrate the new Konoha weapons manufacturing to acquire items and blueprints for themselves. She was released several days later, miraculously being able to walk.

He now stared at the patched up entry way of her house, the hole in the side now boarded up pretty solid until actual construction could be done. It looked like a wrecked shack now. He frowned. Mina was right. If he had been here, none of this would have happened. Kri would have been safe. He would have made sure of it. He hesitated, his hand just inches from the makeshift door. He knocked, the rapping echoing in his chest. Silence. Small footsteps, and then the creaking open sounds of the door.

Her bright blue eyes were wide and red. He spoke before she had a chance to.

"I don't deserve it, but please let me in." A long, hard pause.

"Why? What do you want?"

"I need... I want to talk to you." He stumbled over his words, softening under her glare. She sighed, her shoulders dropping, moving the blue tank top on her softly. He barely noted her bright orange shorts, and the absence of her wounds. The medics had done a bang up job of getting her back to working condition in a few days. She opened the door further and stepped out of the way. He entered, having to duck just a little. She said nothing, closing the door and wobbling back to the kitchen. She must still be sore. A new dining room table and chairs were present. He noted two cups for tea already out and one had been drank already.