The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)

Curious

Obito POV:

Monday morning came and I was still reeling from the weekend. I wasn't sure what to think about Y/n having a daughter, but I still loved her. Her daughter was the spitting image of her and a sense of jealousy filled me. I was jealous because I realized I wanted to have that with her, a child, a family. I'd protect her secret with my life if needed, though the two most dangerous men in my family already knew. I knew I loved her, but I think seeing her with her daughter, and the longing feeling that filled my heart, made me realize I was truly in love with her.

Sunday was spent babying Rin because she was mad at me for going out of town on a Saturday. She didn't know I had driven to Kiri, that would bring up its own issues, she thought I had driven to the next town over. I was starting to wonder how I could ever love that woman. She was draining, needy, and conceited. She was pretty, not the striking way that Y/n was, but Rin was so ugly on the inside that I couldn't even begin to see past it. Y/n, just like Rin had said, didn't even have to try to make people love her, they just flocked to her.

It was now December, winter fast approaching, and my own engagement announcement as well. I dreaded the day with every fiber of my being. I was looking for a way out, but I wasn't sure if there was one. Rin's been acting strangely since Sasuke's wedding, but I couldn't seem to figure out why. She acted strangely after Halloween as well, but part of me felt that was just because of the situation with Deidara, but I was beginning to doubt that.

Rin has been hinting at moving into my penthouse, but I've avoided the subject as best I could. I've found a toothbrush was added to my sink cup. Next came an overnight bag that seemed to contain more than one set of clothes. The last straw for me was when I found her tampons discreetly placed under my bathroom sink. I remember cursing under my breath and getting drunk, it was ten in the morning.

Today was a family meeting in Madara's office and I was curious as to the sudden meeting. Normally these are planned weeks in advance, he messaged me last night that he needed to see me in his office first thing this morning. I awoke alone, something I was thankful for, and trudged out of bed to get dressed. On my drive to work, I drove in silence, trying to coach myself on staying neutral if anything about Y/n came up. Madara already knew about my dislike for Rin, so I stopped pretending I cared for the woman at all.

Madara's car was in the lot, making me assume Y/n was with him, and Shisui's, but Itachi and Sasuke weren't here yet. I was slightly curious as to why they weren't here, but I shrugged it off and headed upstairs. I stopped by my office first and found Y/n's office was empty, but her bag was sitting on her small table. I headed to Shisui's office and saw him slumped onto his desk half asleep.

"Long weekend?" I joked as I walked to his desk.

He grunted before he answered, "I'm exhausted."

"Why?" I had my hands in my pockets and I arched a brow as he slumped back into his chair.

"You'll find out in a few minutes," he replied as he stood up and stretched.

I was slightly concerned by his answer but remained silent as I followed him to Madara's office. Madara's door was closed and Shisui knocked gently and we waited for him to call for us to enter. I shouldn't have been surprised to see her with him, but when Shisui opened the door and I saw her laughing and smiling as she sat on his desk, my chest ached with jealousy. She sat kicking her legs slightly as she looked down at him as he was in his chair. I couldn't help but see the image of him having sex with her on that desk and my anger began to boil.

"Breath," Shisui mumbled as we approached the desk and the couple.

I flexed my hands trying to let some of the tension go but I don't think it helped. Y/n turned to look at us and her fake smile turned into a bright one before it faltered. I understood her completely. It was so hard to see each other and yet we wanted to see each other as much as possible. It hurt to see one another and yet a sense of relief washed over us when we saw one another. I'll find a way to make her mine, one day.