But when you told me the whole story I felt like throwing up

6

Valentina's POV

I finished my hot shower and stood in front of the bedroom mirror. I lightly traced the stitches Kakuzu had sewn on a couple of hours ago on my wound. Everything felt so real, and I was unsure of when I would be able to time travel back to the future. I obviously wasn't going to kill Lilian.

My eyes looked out the sealed shut window. The white falling snow contrasted with the dark night. Snowing nonstop. I was supposed to be dead. Why did I have to travel back to this era of my life? Itachi's and Lilian's daughter wasn't even born yet.

As the room became colder, I changed to a pair of pajamas Lilian had gifted me. I quickly lay down under the thick bed covers and immediately felt horrible. How could I have killed Lilian? Lilian was a good person. The worse part is that Lily really missed out on having a good mother like Lilian.

I needed to distract myself from my thoughts before I killed myself. The guilt was tormenting me. Now, looking back at it, I realized that everything was my fault. I had condemned myself along with the child I was forced to raised to a bitter life all because I couldn't get a man by my side.

I got on my feet and walked to my bedroom door as the intrusive thoughts grew louder. I was going insane. I was going to scream.

Then everything went silent.

Maybe this was what I was supposed to do. Kill myself. Maybe I was supposed to kill myself in order to prevent the deaths of Lily's parents.

Orochimaru stood me up. I really believed that he would help me in the situation, but instead he sent me on a suicide mission that required time traveling to the past.

Faint footsteps could be heard traveling up the stairs of the mansion causing me to retreat from opening my bedroom's door.
My heart began pounding loud and my intrusive thoughts silenced at the thought that Leader-Sama could be making his way to my room.
I used to be terrified of him. His piercings, his deep voice lacking any emotion, and the sad blue-haired who always silently stood by him.
I had been fearful of them for years, but now that I had traveled back in time and was 13 again, I was terrified of them once more.

I hid under the covers and shut my eyes closed as the door to my bedroom opened quietly.
The weight of someone climbing my bed and laying next to me along with a pair of strong arms hugging me caused my heart to accelerate even more.

"Valentina," the sound of Obito's real voice sounded like a melody to my ears. "You're okay. You're alive."

I uncovered my face and was greeted by a dark room and Obito, who was laying by my side.

The pale moonlight illuminated Tobi's bright orange mask. "Tobi." I reached to touch his mask. "My love."

My comment made Obito sit up on the bed and completely pulled away from me. He looked down at me trying to adjust his eye to the darkness, but was quickly pulled down towards me.

"I have so many things to tell you" i whispered to him as my arms embraced him.

Once again Obito tried to freed himself from my grip.

"Please don't leave." His attempts to leave hurt me deeply to the point that I was not afraid to beg. I had always been a proud woman, but not at the moment. Not when I had the opportunity to be reunited with the man I loved. With the man that was killed before he could even have the opportunity to have a life with me.