Nightfall, Konoha.
Kurama was fast asleep, completely knocked out from the previous night's... adventures.
The next morning, sunlight filtered gently through the window, kissing Kurama's cheek with its warmth. Stirring from sleep, he slowly opened his eyes, squinting against the brightness.
No sign of Rin.
Typical. That girl had a habit of waking up early, even after the merciless pounding Kurama had given her the night before. She was as diligent as ever.
As he sat up, the corner of his eye caught something adorable—Rin's tiny, pink bear-print pajamas neatly folded on the chair.
He couldn't help but smirk.
"Just as sweet as your performance last night, Rin," Kurama muttered, stretching lazily. His joints popped, and he let out a satisfied groan.
"Damn, that was a good night..."
Then—
Grrrrrrr
His stomach protested loudly.
"Heh. Guess I burned a few too many calories."
Right on cue—
"Ah, Lord Kurama, you're awake!"
Rin peeked in through the doorway, a bright smile on her face. Her apron still dusted with flour and a bit of egg yolk. She was holding a tray with hot, freshly made breakfast.
"I knew you'd be hungry when you woke up, so I whipped up your favorite!"
Kurama chuckled, ruffling her hair as she set the tray down.
"It's not like I'm the only one who went all out last night. You sure you're not the hungry one here, Rin?"
Rin's cheeks flushed. She giggled, hiding her smile behind the tray.
Kurama inhaled the scent of miso soup, grilled fish, and rice.
"Mmm... your cooking might just be my new addiction."
"Hehe~ then I'll make breakfast for Lord Kurama every day!"
He smirked, giving her a light tap on the forehead.
"Deal. Now move. I'm starving."
After a quick splash of cold water to wake up fully, Kurama dug into the meal like a ravenous wolf. Rin sat nearby, resting her chin in her palms, eyes twinkling with pride.
Watching Kurama devour her food was oddly satisfying.
"Slow down, my Lord, you'll choke."
"Hah! Please. I could inhale a chakra beast and not cough."
He continued gorging himself with zero regard for etiquette.
After a few minutes, and three bowls of rice later, Kurama leaned back and let out a massive burp.
"Aaahhhh... satisfaction."
Then he paused, blinked, and looked at Rin.
"Wait... did you eat yet?"
Rin fumbled nervously.
"U-Um... well... not yet."
Kurama narrowed his eyes.
"Rin. Don't lie to me."
Caught. She lowered her head and nodded truthfully.
"No, I haven't. I wasn't really that hungry..."
He clicked his tongue.
"Typical. Here I am shoveling down your entire kitchen, and you're starving yourself. No more of that. Come on, eat."
She hesitated.
"But... there's nothing left on the table. You finished it all."
Kurama gave her a lazy grin.
"I didn't finish your breakfast, dummy. That one's yours. Sit down. Eat. Now."
Rin giggled and nodded.
"Yes, Lord Kurama."
As she began to eat, she glanced at him with a bit of curiosity.
"Lord Kurama, now that you've obtained Five Tails, how many are left?"
Kurama leaned on his elbow, picking rice grains from his teeth.
"Only Six Tails and Seven Tails remain."
Rin tilted her head thoughtfully.
"Six and Seven... They're pretty elusive. No one's seen them in ages."
"Don't worry your cute little head about that," Kurama replied. "You just keep making me that food. That's your mission."
Rin blushed again.
"Then I'll cook for you every day. Forever."
Kurama grinned like a devil.
Outside the Hidden Leaf, in the forest training grounds—
BOOM!
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
A massive blaze erupted from Obito's mouth, soaring across the clearing and crashing into the pond. The flames reflected off the water's surface, casting eerie shadows.
Obito stood panting, sweat trickling down his brow.
"Damn it! It's still not enough..."
His fists clenched.
He was now a Chūnin, but Kakashi had already ascended to Jōnin.
He couldn't stand it. He had to catch up. No—surpass Kakashi if he ever wanted to be Hokage.
"I won't lose... I can't lose!"
He began forming hand seals again.
Obito Uchiha stood amidst the training grounds of Konoha, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The remnants of his latest Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique still shimmered on the surface of the nearby pond, casting a crimson glow that reflected his frustration. Despite his promotion to Chūnin, Obito felt the chasm between his abilities and those of his teammate, Kakashi Hatake, who had already ascended to Jōnin rank.
The desire to gain Rin Nohara's admiration burned within him, fueling his determination. He knew that to protect her and earn her respect, he needed to awaken the full power of his Sharingan. Currently, he possessed only the Two Tomoe form, but his dream was to evolve it into the Three Tomoe Sharingan and eventually the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Among the Uchiha, only the clan matriarch, Uchiha Mikoto, was known to wield the Mangekyō. Obito knew he'd need to seek her wisdom. But today, he realized something else—he and Rin were both on break. Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage, had granted their team a full week off after their last mission. A whole week of rest, and he had already wasted one full day in training.
"Damn it, Obito, why did you forget something this important?" he muttered, hitting his forehead.
There were no missions, and neither Kakashi nor their Jonin-sensei, Lady Chihiro, were around. It was the perfect opportunity for Obito to finally confess to Rin. The two biggest obstacles—Kurama and Kakashi—weren't around. This was the window he'd been waiting for.
He grinned, almost pervertedly, at the thought of finally being alone with Rin. Everything was falling into place. But a confession required a gift, something that would melt Rin's heart. He sprinted to the Uchiha district, pulled out his battered mission bag, and retrieved over 200,000 ryo he'd earned from past missions.
"What does Rin like most?" he pondered aloud, and then remembered: a necklace. Rin once mentioned her love for necklaces during a mission, and Obito couldn't afford it then. Now, he could.
With cash in hand, Obito dashed toward the Konoha jewelry district. As he rounded a corner at full speed, he crashed into a blur of green.
"Oof! Damn it, who runs without looking?!" Obito groaned.
"You were the one running, Obito," came the familiar voice of Might Guy.
Kakashi stood beside him, silver hair blowing in the breeze, sharing a mutual look of curiosity with Guy.
"Obito, why the rush?" Guy asked, raising a thick eyebrow.
Obito quickly gathered his scattered coins, brushing past them. "Don't block the way!"
Kakashi narrowed his eye. "That's a lot of money for someone so clumsy. What are you buying, Obito?"
Obito ignored the question and took off again.
"Strange," Guy muttered.
Inside the jewelry store, Obito eyed the perfect necklace: a silver chain with a red ruby pendant that resembled a Sharingan tomoe. "This one," he declared, dropping the money.
"Excellent choice," the jeweler smiled. "Very romantic."
Obito's cheeks flushed slightly. "She'll love it."
With the necklace securely tucked away, he leapt across the rooftops of Konoha, heart racing. He rehearsed his confession in his mind: how his feelings ran deeper than the Valley of the End, stronger than a Rasengan.
But as he neared Rin's house, he froze. Sounds. Unusual sounds.
He crouched low, using his clan's stealth training to mask his chakra and remain unseen. The noises grew clearer—laughter, the occasional grunt, playful banter.
He peeked through a barely open window, and what he saw sent a shockwave through his core.
Rin, with depraved smile.
And Kurama, naked on bed , she is jumping on him.
Obito's mind went blank. His heart shattered into a thousand pieces. The necklace slipped from his fingers, unnoticed, clinking softly on the ground.
Inside, Kurama . "Rin, you really outdid yourself today."
Rin giggled. "I'll do it for you every day, Master Kurama."
Obito turned away. Rage. Confusion. Humiliation.
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