*ART IS NOT MINE, CREDIT TO ORIGINAL AUTHOR, THOUGH IDK WHO THAT IS*
Training continued like that for another few hours, until the sun had faded into the horizon, leaving the starry night to its righteous glory. Although, it was still a fairly normal level of vision for the ninja's heightened senses.
Tsunade and Y/N eventually ceased their chakra focus training, and began gathering their stuff. Meanwhile, the blonde female teacher looked over at Y/N, though her eyes were fixed at a point in the distance, somewhere where the two other students were - excluding Rin, who went home early to seek medical training at the hospital.
Well, she could've asked Tsunade, but she thought it would be too rude considering she already had Y/N to deal with - not in the mean way! As in, it could prove too much for her... But its not as if she's weak or anything!
Of course, Rin simply didn't want to be rude, her gentle nature prohibited it - atleast if done intentionally.
■~~~Next Morning●●●Day Before Chunin Exams ~~~■
"Do you have to stare at that white haired boy all the time? There is training to be done!"
"W-wha-wha! I wasn't staring at Kashi' !"
"Then the raven haired one, whatever."
"Whatever"... it's not just 'whatever', people are different, so different from each other. Like Kashi' is good at everything aside from showing his true emotions, Obito has determination and potential, but is slower at learning than some... And Rin, she's... perfect. There's really no other word to describe her. It's not like she has flaws: her appearance, personality, aspirations, morals, skill... basically everything are amazing or perfect. Honestly, I don't think she has any flaws. Quite the opposite of me, if I do say so myself. If I were to compare anything I have or do to Rin, I'd surely lose. Huh, no wonder Obito likes her and not me-
It was a second worth of thoughts that triggered something in the girl. Sure, she had probably the lowest self-esteem anyone could ever imagine, but that was only when it came down to herself: her friends were a different story.
"Its not 'whatever' Obito is so much different from Kashi', you wouldn't even begin to understand!"
Y/N accidentally shouted the last part, and although she meant no harm nor insult, the two mentioned, whom were in the middle of a rivalry, stopped to look straight at her. Partly intrigued, until the hidden message was passed.
Kakashi, being the dismal, dark person he was, understood that he was not like Obito in the sense that he didn't know fun nor enjoyment. He was empty. But could you blame him? His father, the one man he trusted from childhood, he... left him. All alone. Others, they only thought he was cool because he was a skilled ninja, and (although he wouldn't say nor think it) he was admittedly quite attractive.
On the other hand, Obito understood it completely to the reverse: as if Y/N just said he couldn't accomplish anything by himself, wasn't independent, nor skilled. It pained him, truly, to hear something like this. Especially now, when he only just made exceeding progress. He didnt realise just how wrong he was...
The two boys, they couldn't have been more wrong. What Y/N really meant was Kakashi and Obito were completely different in general; not skill wise. Kakashi was cold and distant on the outside, but caring and sympathetic on the inside. He hadn't had a cosy, nice childhood - he was forced into the adult world far too early. Obito, he was compassionate, an optimist. He could find happiness in anything he did, so long as someone precious was there with him. While Obito clearly shows his determination, emotions and fears, Kakashi doesn't. He keeps it hidden, seen only by people who noticed the small ray of moonlight. Sure, Kakashi was incredibly skilled, but he worked hard for it. Each time he couldn't do something, he would wait until no one else was around, and train by himself, purely because he hated to lose. He wanted to improve.
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Live, For Me. Obito X Reader
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