Nothing but fun in the sun.

[remaketheworld]

Characters: Kakashi pakkunsbitch & Obito remaketheworld
Verse: Modern Soldier AU
Status: Closed Log



It was close to a hundred degrees in the shade and Obito was melting inside his body armor. Sweat had soaked through his fatigues, causing them to stick uncomfortably to his body as he knelt in the gritty sand.

He fucking hated Suna.

Despite being deployed no less than three times to this shithole of a country in the past five years he always managed to forget just how much he hated this fucking country and its ridiculous ongoing civil war. Konoha could be just as punishingly hot but at least they had green and a breeze to help move the air. Everything about this baked country was oppressive and heavy.

And every time the air did manage to stir, it usually only heralded the beginning of one of the deadly sand storms that would come screaming down from the mountains to play merry havoc with the unprepared Konoha security forces. The locals weren’t exactly the most friendly of people either and knew exactly how to hide from those sand storms but considering half of them seemed to get off taking pot shots at the Konoha soldiers or trying to blow them up with improvised explosives, they weren’t exactly forthcoming and trying to tell ally from foe was often a challenge.

So much so that they had standing orders to steer clear of the locals unless they’d been personally vetted by the so-called ‘experts’ and deemed less of a security risk.

“I’m telling you, Kakashi. Fuck this place. I hate it here so next time they try and deploy us to this shithole just do me a favor and shoot me instead?” Obito bitching was an every day occurrence by now. He could usually keep up a fairly optimistic outlook the first month or two on these kinds of deployments and then he is reminded why he kind of hated the military and all the bureaucratic nonsense that made their lives a living hell in the field and he just got more and more short-tempered and surly. He blamed it on the heat, Kakashi had blamed it on him being a big ol’ crybaby in the past but that usually lead to a fight. Which was fine, at least fighting was better than sweating his balls off waiting for hours under the blazing sun while some idiot lieutenant who couldn’t tell his ass from a hole in the ground tried to read a map.

So far they’d been huddling in what meager shade their humvees could offer for the better part of an hour while the brass tried to herd cats. Hurry up and wait, it was the mantra that would rule their lives for the next six months before they were finally rotated back home.

Obito wouldn’t admit it out loud but he was feeling nervy as hell today and he couldn’t put his finger down on why. Maybe it was because Rin’s constant presence wasn’t there rounding out their fire team. She’d been assigned down to the village they were currently providing oversight for with a couple of other medics from the local humanitarian group offering emergency medical treatment to civilians. Intel said the area had been quiet and free of insurgents for the better part of a month thanks to the last time they’d driven them out and back into the foothills but Obito couldn’t help the sense of anxiety that squeezed a fist in his gut.

Rin would probably deck him if she knew how he was still fighting against those base overprotective instincts he’d been battling since they were a pair of snot-nosed brats. She was more than capable of taking care of herself as she’d pointedly reminded him countless times over the years. And while he’d outgrown the childish crush that had him dogging her every step from age five to close to twenty, some habits died hard. And he’d feel better when he had her back in his line of sight.

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[pakkunsbitch]

Kakashi loved his team, really he did. Obito and Rin were the best of the best, particularly when they worked with him, not because of his stellar intellect and physical prowess, but because of their intolerance of his bullshit from day one. They’d trained together in basic when Kakashi was wet behind the ears reeling from his father’s suicide and determined to be the kind of soldier his father had opted out of remaining after his dishonorable discharge with more than thirty years of service. Rin had found him attractive, something his personality had dissuaded her of too quickly to do anything other than bruise Kakashi’s ego. Obito had found him utterly ridiculous and had taken every opportunity to prank and make his life more difficult.

All of that had changed over time, they had slowly coaxed and cajoled and assholed him out of his worst most stand offish habits. The three of them had become practically inseparable, with a service record over their handful of tours that anyone would be envious of. Rin was a phenomenal field medic, and Obito was the most diligent bomb tech Kakashi had ever met. Maybe he was a little biased at this point, but when he was offered a position with a special ops team he turned it down to stay with them. He tries to remember this without regret when Obito is whining at him, like right now.

“I’m not shooting you. I’d have to clean up your corpse.” Not to mention he would be offing one of three humans in the world that gave a damn about him. There were so few, Kakashi tried to keep them alive. “And Rin would cry.” Which, even if Obito had gotten over his crush on her, was still one of the surest reasons to get him to reconsider a course of action.

The complaints were meant to stir up a fight, and usually, Kakashi would be all to happy to oblige him, but Obito was right. It was fucking hot as the surface of the sun out there and he just didn’t have the energy to piss around. Which is why he didn’t understand why Obito kept fucking fidgeting.

“Can’t you sit still?” They hadn’t seen any insurgents for days, and no one had contacted their base for anything other than distance rescue missions or escorts for civilian aide.

There had to be something wrong with him that even in the middle of the Tsuna desert when Obito opted out of wearing the face wrap Kakashi had adopted to protect his skin, he still found his teammate attractive. He was red faced, sweating, and making ugly faces, while whining and Kakashi was still idly wondering what Obito would do if he leaned over and licked that patch of skin that was eternally sunburnt right under his ear where his jaw met his neck.

[remaketheworld]

Obito and Rin had been friends for what felt like just about their entire lives. She’d been his first friend when he’d moved into his grandmother’s home after his parents had died in a car accident when he’d just been four years old. They had lived down the street from one another and been inseparable throughout childhood and her parents divorce which had threatened to break up their friendship. She'd made sure he didn't completely fail out of school and Obito routinely beat up the school yard bullies who liked to pick on her as little boys were prone to doing.

They had been there for one another through thick and thin and when Rin had announced she planned on joining the military because it would help fund her eventual dreams of going to medical school, Obito had followed her like a lost puppy just like always. After all, he'd known he'd never be able to get into a good college with his mediocre GPA and the thought of not having her constant presence in his life had been a terrifying one.

Of course, then they'd met Kakashi in basic and things had changed. Rin had been instantly fascinated by the 'mysterious' aura Kakashi put off. Obito had just thought he was a stuck-up asshole. Suffice to say, they had mixed together about as well as oil and water but somewhere along the line the dynamic of their group had shifted and they'd become a team.

"You don't have to kill me, just give me a flesh wound. Shoot me in the foot or something so they'll stop deploying me to shitholes like this place."

Kakashi still sometimes made Obito want to bang his head against a wall and he was a total weirdo who had trouble connecting with people on the most basic of levels. But he was their weirdo. And now that Rin was out of pocket and out of sight, it made the Uchiha edgy. He knew how rare it was that three recruits would have the blessed opportunity to stick with the friends they made in basic. The fact they remained in the same unit for so long was nothing short of miraculous and probably had something to do with the fact that they had the best CO in the entire army. Minato Namikaze inspired loyalty in his men as easily as other men breathed and he'd certain done as best he could for the three of them considering what they faced on a day to day basis.

"I don't like it, okay?" Obito finally snapped grumpily and plopped down on his ass heedless of the fact it cause the back plate of his body armor to dig into his lumbar in a painful and annoying way. "Rin is down there with a bunch of civvies and no oversight and we're stuck here with our thumbs up our asses." A scowl tugged the corners of his lips down as adjusted the ear piece of his radio which was tuned into team chatter. But right now, the channel was quiet because they'd been ordered to maintain radio silence.

Obito was utterly unaware of just how fascinated Kakashi found himself with that patch of sweaty, no doubt filthy and gritty skin. He had a half-healed a few inches further along his jaw where he'd nicked himself earlier in the week with his dull as hell razor because this godforsaken desert made it impossible to get fresh supplies in at a reasonable rate and the PX was a joke.