In the darkness, Obito Uchiha thought, It feels... awful. I can't move... Am I... dead?
I carefully gather all our memories, always crying in secret, like a weary bird that has lost its way home. May the ending of the love I believe in stay firmly in my hands; time rushes past, yet leaves our past intact.
What's that? A song? In his haze, Obito felt as though he could hear singing.
Alone, I gather the memories of two, even though I cry every time I do. Why has everything become like this, with no way back to the past? Yet I still want to thank you for the love you gave me. Every landscape bears witness to our love. Even now, worlds apart, may the rest of your life be a beautiful song.
The singing grew clearer, and Obito felt his heart ache-the song suddenly brought to mind the woman he longed for...
Rin... I wonder if Kakashi got her back safely... I hope they're all right. Please don't come to this world of death too soon... Strange, why does it hurt so much? Can you still feel pain after dying? Ugh... I think I can sense light! Puzzled, Obito opened his eye!
But the moment he woke, a red-haired man's face loomed right in front of him!
Uzumaki Gamu said, "You're awake? You've got the worst talent out of this whole batch!"
"Whoa! Who are you... Aaaagh!!" Barely two sentences in, Obito let out an agonized cry-he had moved too violently and pulled at his wounds!
"I'd advise you not to move around," Uzumaki Gamu warned. "My treatment was flawless, but newly grown flesh is nowhere near as strong as your original flesh. Moving around will hurt."
At Uzumaki Gamu's warning, Obito looked at the left half of