#c’mon gramps the sharingan isn’t even the best thing Obito’s put into Kakashi’s body 🙃

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*teen Obito bringing Kakashi home for the first time * Obito: Grandpa, this is Kakashi Hatake. Kakashi, this is my grandfather, Madara Uchiha.

Kakashi: *bows his head* It’s an honor to meet you, sir. 

Madara: Mm. You’re the young man who’s been courting my grandson?

Kakashi: Yes, sir.

Madara: *carefully looks him over* Well, you seem sturdy enough. Decent height, good muscle tone. My grandson tells me they consider you to be a genius in the village, so I know you have brains. 

Madara: *points at the strap covering Kakashi’s eye* Ah, but, your eye is damaged? Well, Obito, it looks like you’re not the only clumsy one around here.

Kakashi: No, sir, my eye isn’t damaged … I wear the wrap to cover up my sharingan.

Madara:

Madara: Your … what?

Kakashi: My sharingan. *moves his wrap and shows him* You know, the one Obito gave me at Kannabi bridge, when he thought he was going to die. It drains a lot of my chakra so I prefer to keep it covered.

Madara:

Madara: I … see. Obito, I have a question for you.

Obito: Grandpa, please don’t —

Madara: Are you crazy, boy?! You gave the sharingan to a non-Uchiha?? I thought you LOST that eye, but here you gave our clans most precious gift, to an outsider?! Dying or not, how could you exercise such poor judgment? I have half a mind to —

Kakashi: Ah, please, sir; I don’t want to get Obito in trouble …

Kakashi: *takes a kunai out of his pocket*

Kakashi: Obi, take it back.

Obito: W-what??

Kakashi: This eye belongs in your clan. I can’t keep such an important thing; I’m not worthy. So here, take this and cut it out.

Obito: Kakashi, I can’t just —

Madara: You’re willing to have him cut into the most sensitive part of your flesh, just like that? No anesthetic or anything to ease the pain?

Kakashi: Yes, sir.

Madara:

Madara: *claps Kakashi hard on the back* What an upstanding young man! Tough and brave, not a trace of fear anywhere! If only my grandson were as strong as you; but no, this fool cried for weeks after being hit with a tiny rock.

Obito: IT WASN’T A “TINY” ROCK, GRANDFATHER! IT WAS A BOULDER THAT CRUSHED OVER 50% OF MY BODY!!

Madara, ignoring Obito: Kakashi, you may keep the eye on the condition that you marry into my clan one day. I know my grandson isn’t the ideal mate but I’ll work hard on training him to be up to your caliber.

Madara: Boy. Go out into the yard and lift those weights. 1000 reps. And then jog around the perimeter of the village until dark. And I swear if I hear one whining word out of you about being “tired” or “feeling like your arm is going to disconnect”, I’ll come out there and REALLY put you through the paces.

Madara, hand on Kakashi’s back: Come; let’s have tea and you can tell me more about yourself, grandson.

Obito:

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#c’mon gramps the sharingan isn’t even the best thing Obito’s put into Kakashi’s body 🙃

*teen Obito bringing Kakashi home for the first time * Obito: Grandpa, this is Kakashi Hatake. Kakashi, this is my grandfather, Madara Uchiha.

Kakashi: *bows his head* It’s an honor to meet you, sir. 

Madara: Mm. You’re the young man who’s been courting my grandson?

Kakashi: Yes, sir.

Madara: *carefully looks him over* Well, you seem sturdy enough. Decent height, good muscle tone. My grandson tells me they consider you to be a genius in the village, so I know you have brains. 

Madara: *points at the strap covering Kakashi’s eye* Ah, but, your eye is damaged? Well, Obito, it looks like you’re not the only clumsy one around here.

Kakashi: No, sir, my eye isn’t damaged … I wear the wrap to cover up my sharingan.

Madara:

Madara: Your … what?

Kakashi: My sharingan. *moves his wrap and shows him* You know, the one Obito gave me at Kannabi bridge, when he thought he was going to die. It drains a lot of my chakra so I prefer to keep it covered.

Madara:

Madara: I … see. Obito, I have a question for you.

Obito: Grandpa, please don’t —

Madara: Are you crazy, boy?! You gave the sharingan to a non-Uchiha?? I thought you LOST that eye, but here you gave our clans most precious gift, to an outsider?! Dying or not, how could you exercise such poor judgment? I have half a mind to —

Kakashi: Ah, please, sir; I don’t want to get Obito in trouble …

Kakashi: *takes a kunai out of his pocket*

Kakashi: Obi, take it back.

Obito: W-what??

Kakashi: This eye belongs in your clan. I can’t keep such an important thing; I’m not worthy. So here, take this and cut it out.

Obito: Kakashi, I can’t just —

Madara: You’re willing to have him cut into the most sensitive part of your flesh, just like that? No anesthetic or anything to ease the pain?

Kakashi: Yes, sir.

Madara:

Madara: *claps Kakashi hard on the back* What an upstanding young man! Tough and brave, not a trace of fear anywhere! If only my grandson were as strong as you; but no, this fool cried for weeks after being hit with a tiny rock.

Obito: IT WASN’T A “TINY” ROCK, GRANDFATHER! IT WAS A BOULDER THAT CRUSHED OVER 50% OF MY BODY!!

Madara, ignoring Obito: Kakashi, you may keep the eye on the condition that you marry into my clan one day. I know my grandson isn’t the ideal mate but I’ll work hard on training him to be up to your caliber.

Madara: Boy. Go out into the yard and lift those weights. 1000 reps. And then jog around the perimeter of the village until dark. And I swear if I hear one whining word out of you about being “tired” or “feeling like your arm is going to disconnect”, I’ll come out there and REALLY put you through the paces.

Madara, hand on Kakashi’s back: Come; let’s have tea and you can tell me more about yourself, grandson.

Obito: