INCARNATE OF OBITO UCHIHA

Chapter 2: Obito's Goggles

Sakura hears a voice in her head.

At first, it was nothing much, really. It had been just a word here and there, or a comment at the most inappropriate situation, but the point was that Sakura knew that she heard a voice inside her head. And it always sounded like a boy's. Sakura should be perturbed by this fact, but she wasn't. She was just glad that she had the strange voice backing up in her head. 

Whenever she was hurt, the voice soothed her, when she was scared it calmed her down, when she was sad it cheered her up, when she was angry it helped her cool down -or  encourage her to beat up the offender into a pulp, but that's not the point. 

In short, the voice was her Guardian Angel. 

It scolded her when she was wrong, helped her out when she was stuck in something, and teased her when she embarrassed herself -like when she had declared her love for Sasuke very loudly in the Kunoichi Class, and had turned beet red when most of the girls started insulting her along with Ino, her best friend, and the remaining girls who weren't interested in Sasuke at that time had made fun of her.

The voice was always there with her whenever she needed it, and she was glad for it.

But it was always brief, and always in her mind only, and had not much influence outside it. But that changed a fateful day, which also happened to be the day of her sixth birthday...

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Sakura just stared.

And stared.

And stared.

Honestly, they weren't even remotely interesting -hideous even, if you ever asked her opinion- and she was sure that is she ever went anywhere near Ino-pig wearing these, she was sure her former-bestfriend-now-rival would cackle at these hideous things and insult her. Her obvious reaction should be to throw this monstrosity away, and demand if her family had gone nuts, but unfortunately, she couldn't.

First, and the more logical reason, was that her Grandma stood only a few metres away, gauging her expressions nervously, as if wishing that her granddaughter like her present -because honestly the woman didn't even get much time to ponder over a birthday gift for her only granddaughter's birthday, let alone buy one- and not to throw a tantrum like she usually does, and really how can she disappoint her grandma when she was looking at her with such a hopeful expression?

And the second reason, which didn't even made any sense to her, was because her brain had short-circuited. Literally. She just stared blankly at them, not knowing what to do. Her inner was being suspiciously quite. Usually, he wouldn't stop complaining about one thing or another -being the loud mouthed idiot he is- so really, it was very strange that he was suddenly quiet, and eerily so.

What was so interesting about some Orange Goggles anyways?

"So, did you like it?" Sayuri Haruno asked as she eyes her granddaughter nervously, who had been staring at the gift for about quite sometimes now.

"I love it." She said, her voice turning hoarse slightly as a lone tear rolled down her cheeks from her right eye.

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Sakura didn't know why, but Inner insisted on wearing the orange goggles everywhere. At first, she had thought that inner would soon get fed up with his new obsession with these goggles, but boy, was she wrong. She had taken down her goggles for bath this morning, and Inner started ranting in her mind about how careless she was being, and what if she forgot where she had kept the goggles, and he even had the gall to say, 'What if the poor goggles would run away from you, thinking that you had abandoned them?!' For Kami's sake, these were just goggles! It's not like they'd suddenly get a pair of legs out of nowhere!