The Lost Family (Naruto Fanfic | Obito x OC)

My name is Max, and just one random, regular school day a boy - well not just any boy, but Obito Uchiha in the flesh - is who I find passed out in the girls bathroom at my Middle School. What do I do? Well, I take him home, of course. But that's where the chaos starts and the secrets become unraveled. Obito/OC Book one of three. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!! (Cover image found on Google)


2. Chapter II

Chapter Two:

It was Madara’s disapproving, wise eyes boring into mine that scared me enough to wake up from that nightmare. I sat up and noticed that I was sweating. Not only that but instead of meeting that girl, Max, being a dream like I thought it had been, I noticed that I was still in that gothic looking room from my supposed dream. Looking around the room, I noticed it was a lot darker and that there was a dark shadow sitting in front of a desk: Max.

Noticing the shoulders were dropped and her rhythmic breathing, she was asleep. I tried to move my legs out from under the covers when something struck me; she had put a blanket over me, I looked behind me to see a pillow.

I smiled at her kindness, I truthfully didn't need it, though. I was a ninja, not a small common child. I could take care of myself. With that thought in my mind I tried to move more than just my legs, only for an exhilarating pain to shoot through me.

“Shit,” I cursed softly as Madara’s annoying words filled my mind.

“ ‘You were smashed and even if you wish to go back to Konoha to be with your ‘friends’, you could never be a ninja again. Besides, I saved you, you, in turn, owe me your life.’ ”

“I can't believe I ever offered to help him...” I muttered distastefully under my breath and began to grumble as I tried to move again, but it just hurt so bad. Tears welled up in my eyes and I gritted my teeth. “Why am I so useless?!” I said angrily to myself as I fell back on her soft bed that claimed her sweet scent.

I blushed deeply at what I had just though, had I really just called her scent sweet? Well, yeah, it sorta was but... I closed my eyes, feeling my blush darken. I glanced at the sleeping figure of Max before I turned my head to the side so I could try and see what she smelled like. 

Breathing through my nose I detected the scent of sweet pea, lavender, and jasmine. 'Hm, very sweet...' I internally facepalmed at the stupidity of the thought. Besides, she hasn’t even told me where I am, what if I’m not in the same dimension anymore? Madara told me how he would teach me how to do Kumai when I acquired Mangekyo Sharingan, like he had. Before I could answer my own question, an alarm blasted off with some song blasting into my ears making me shoot back up, alert and ready to spring from the bed.

The sound also made Max shoot up, her hair flying about wildly. She quickly got up and tried to start running, only for her foot to get caught on her desk chair and her to fall into the bed. She gasped when her hand brushed against my leg, making me twitch. She jumped back before she took a trembling step toward me, making sure not to hit her bed. She leaned down and inspected my face, making me back my head up into the backboard of her bed. 

I blushed more and looked away. 'Why is she so close?' I wondered. I was shocked when her hand touched my cheek and another ran through my hair, testing it's length. My eyes widened, I expected her to scream or something, seeing as she was touching the right side of my body, the one that had been crushed.

“I wasn't dreaming...” She breathed, she was stunned to the point on where her thumb started to rub my cheekbone and then she took her other hand from my hair to my other cheek so that she had my faced cupped in her hands. “Answer me honestly, what is the last thing you remember?” Her voice was stern.

I honestly didn't know, I was too busy noticing how her pretty face was so close to mine that I could feel her breath fanning my face. Not only that but I was so lost in her serious hazel eyes that looked dark yet somehow glowing in the darkness of her room. that made the loud alarm that had woken us up faded into white noise. She looked almost as pretty as Rin.

She was calling my name, but I only felt her soft hands on my cheeks and her thumbs running over my skin. I noticed that how when she touched my scarred face, she didn't flinch or wince in disgust at the texture like I had, but instead seemed to love running her thumb over it. My cheeks were on fire and the more she ghosted her thumb on my skin, the hotter they got.

“Obito!” Her call and flick to the forehead made me snap out of it and I instantly blushed deeper, I noticed her blush, but it was probably because of the fact that my hand had made itself tuck a piece of her dark brown hair behind her ear. She looked hurt, her eyes looked more sad than serious as they had before. Was the hair thing too far? “It’s Max, Obito, answer the question. What is the last thing you remember before meeting me?” I knew her name... so why did she say it again? Confusion struck me, but I pushed it to the side with all the other questions I wanted answered.

I thought back. I wanted to answer, “In the cave with Madara.” But did she know who Madara was? She somehow knew my last name, I wonder how... Maybe we were still in my world, and just a more advanced place. I had to be, there was no other...

I spotted something on her wall. It was a poster. But it wasn't just any poster, it was a poster of four people. A picture that I remember well. It was a bigger sized picture of Sensei, Kakashi, Rin, and I. The picture that we took on our first day as a team...

Where was I?!

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