Five times Obito made friends with Kakashi - Epilogue
Epilogue:
"Kakashi!" the black-haired genin cried in horror as he saw his teammate jump into the path of an incoming kunai that would have skewered him. He was petrified when the chuunin collapsed on his knees, clutching his midsection. "What... why...?"
A pair of piercing grey eyes fixed on him in response. "Do your job. Go!"
Obito's face softened like he'd just had a breaking revelation. He looked between the bloody teen before him and the area where Minato and Rin were still engaged with the rogues who had attacked the wagon his team was supposed to protect.
"All right, Kakashi," he promised in a rare display of seriousness. "I'll be right back, you hear me? In the meanwhile, stay out of sight."
In truth, the scuffle was over by the time Obito reached the others. The only reason it had even lasted as long as it did was because their sensei had stepped back to give the youths a chance to gain experience by themselves. Once their lives had been endangered, though, the blond had promptly taken charge and brought down the thugs with precise efficiency.
Later, as he was watching Rin treat Kakashi's wound, Obito was struck by the thought that it could have just as easily been him on the receiving end of the medic's ministrations - only, it was likely his injuries would have been past her skills.
It shed a new light on his opinion of Kakashi and planted a seed of doubt in his mind that would bloom over the years over whether or not his obnoxious, infuriating, stiff-backed teammate really was as bad as he'd first thought...
Fin.