Obito (Modern Angst)

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Partners In Crime

(Age: 22)

"Obito!" I called from the front door as I walked in our apartment. The lights were off, and it was dead quiet. Maybe he's asleep? I walked to our bedroom opening the door, the bed was a mess but it was empty. It's late, he should have been home by now. I checked my phone, it was well past 1am, I texted him asking him where he was and out my phone back in my back pocket.

I sat on our bed and stared at the floor, the urge has returned, the urge to rob a bank again. The feeling of adrenaline rushing through my veins as the looks of fear on the bank occupants with a gun pointed at them. The smell of the money as I counted it...

Standing up I walked into our walk on closet and to the back wall where my clothes hung. I pushed some clothes out of the way and pulled open the wall panel. A black gun case, and a small bag full of money greet my eyes, smiling, my fingers dancing across the gun case. I could still smell the gunpowder from my twin 9 mm pistols.

I've been lucky enough to not be caught through the years, getting away with millions of dollars, and injuring a few people but I never killed anyone.

But when I met Obito two years ago I have it all up, I didn't want to drag him into all that mess. Obito is an amazing man, the money I did have when we met he thought of it as inheritance from my uncle and never questioned me about it again.

I sighed putting the wall panel back and fixing the clothes I moved. I've always wanted to go back to how I was, when I didn't have anyone to depend on or even want by my side. I sat on the ottoman in our closet and dreamed of my younger days, well I say younger, I was 17 when I started robbing banks but that's neither here nor there.

Staring at Obito's clothes I noticed that some of his clothes were gone, not a lot but enough for me to notice. Walking to his side I saw that he also had a secret wall panel, it wasnt put back like it was supposed to so it was slightly ajar.

Slowly I pulled the panel back, and behind it was a cop uniform, complete with a badge and a gun. My blood began to boil, he was a fucking cop?! This whole time?!

"Goddamn it.." I quickly snatched his gun and stood up rushing over to my gun case, ripping the wall panel away. I snatched the gun case and money bag shoving them into a bigger bag along with some clothes. If he's a cop than I'm a target, what if his plan all a long was to get close to me, learn my past and arrest me?

I angrily heaved my duffle bag over my shoulder and stomped my way out of the closet and eventually into the living room where Obito stood in the kitchen door way, a cup of coffee in hand. He looked at me surprised that I was standing there. His eyes drifted to my bag then to my eyes.

"Going somewhere?"

I narrowed my eyes at eyes, my fist clenching hard at my side, "I'm leaving. Officer Uchiha."

His eyes widened as he dropped his coffee cup, it shattering on the floor, in and instant we both had drawn a gun and pointed them at each other.

"So you found out."

I chuckled darkly, "Would only be a matter of time Obito. I knew I hated cops for a reason."

"Why because you're a criminal? Just put the bag down and we can talk this out."

I took a step towards the front door Obito stepped from the kitchen doorway, "I should have never trusted you. I knew you were hiding something, but I was too stupid and in love to see it."

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