I got this idea in the shower last night and haven't been able to get it out of my head, yes I know I have other shit to work on but I need to get this out. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or Naruto, nor do I own any of their characters. This is written purely for entertainment and nobody anywhere makes any form of profit off of it. All credit goes to the respective owners.

Obito stared down at the burning village below, Konoha was burning, the fourth hokage and his wife were dead, the Nine tails had been sealed in an infant and the Uchiha clan would most definitely be suspected by all who noticed the Sharingan in the beasts eyes when it attacked. Everything had gone almost exactly as planned, even still though he felt off. One could argue it was the fact that his right arm had all but liquefied after taking that Rasengan to the back, or even the internal damage he was almost guaranteed to have from said attack. Instead the ache he was feeling was coming from his heart.

He spent the majority of his like training and fighting to protect the hidden leaf, now he was responsible for the most deadly attack upon the village in history. Using Kamui he teleported down to where Minato and Kushina's corpses laid, their newborn son laid screaming and crying nearby. This all felt wrong. His fist clenched tightly as he looked to the baby. He would grow up never knowing the two people who loved him more than life itself, he would definitely be ostracized for what was now inside him, and it was all because of Obito.

He reached a hand out towards the infant but instantly stopped as a screech of lightning passed through his where his skull was, he didn't even need to look to know exactly who it was. That jutsu, that chakra, that killing intent could only belong to one person.

Standing up straight Obito looked to his former best friend who stood with blade in hand and sharingan flared, tears falling from the eye. He wordlessly attacked his masked teammate with clear hatred and rage. Obito didn't move in response, instead simply allowing every attack to phase right through him. The fact that none of his attacks had any effect on his enemy didn't slow him down at all.

After nearly a minute of this Obito raised his arm and brought his elbow down onto Kakashi's head just as he passed through him once again. Kakashi rolled onto his back almost immediately after hitting the ground and prepared to defend himself, his eye unknowingly shifting into it's mangyeko form. "KAKASHI!" A new voice shouted from nearby as the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi landed a few dozen feet away. In his hand his held a very large staff of some kind, in the other a scroll.

Unfurling the scroll as he ran the old man began building up his chakra. The scroll was originally designed to seal away the Nine tailed fox for a short period of time, no more than three days, while a candidate to be it's vessel was found. It was designed by the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. He already knew he was to late based off the markings on the crying infants stomach, he also knew that the person responsible for this, the one who killed his wife, his successor, and destroyed a large portion of his home was standing over another of his ninja.

He'd seen from afar that the man clearly could used extremely advanced space-time jutsu, jutsu even more advanced than Minato's own jutsu. Such a jutsu would make killing or capturing him nearly impossible using conventional methods. So instead he decided upon using a much less conventional one, he would seal this bastard until they could find a way to neutralize his jutsu.

The scroll began to glow and he threw it towards the pair. "Kakashi move!" He shouted.

Kakashi was instead watching as the masked man standing above him began disappearing into his own eye, he saw the scroll and could guess what it was, he could also tell that it wouldn't reach them in time. In a moment of instinct Kakashi focused every last drop of his chakra into his eye as he stared at the man above him.

Then something extremely odd happened that surprised everyone present, a hole in space opened up in between the two that appeared to try and suck the two into it. Before Obito could decide how to respond to this development the scroll the old man had thrown reached them and let off a blinding light the enveloped the two teens.

Hiruzen watched in both horror and curiosity as the light dimmed and finally disappeared leaving an empty space where the two ninja had been just moments before, the wailing of the newborn still loud and clear. The old man had know clue where Kakashi and the masked man had gone, and a feeling of deep guilt took hold of him at the possibility he had just killed the boy.

Letting out an exhausted breath he walked over and took the crying infant into his arms. "I'm so sorry Naruto, so soon this world has wronged you."

Remnant

Obito stared up at the sky, the stars were all wrong but he didn't need to be an expert in astronomy to be able to tell the something had gone very very wrong, the shattered moon on the sky was proof enough that he was nowhere close to the land of fire. What that had been he didn't know, after the flash there was an intense sensation that felt like what he'd expect being sucked through a very long an narrow straw with many twists and turns. He'd passed out for an unknown amount of time before waking up and asking Zetsu what had happened, he never got an answer nor could he feel the creatures presence.

His clothes were in tatters and his mask was half destroyed, his entire body was throbbing in pain and his chakra was so far depleted he probably had enough for one Kamui before passing from chakra exhaustion. "You bastard." Obito's blood ran cold at the voice, looking over he saw Kakashi on his feet looking like he'd been put through the ringer just as badly as he had. "What did you do?" He growled as he hobbled over towards Obito's downed form, the only visible part of the boys face being his lone sharingan.

Obito didn't reply as he stared up at the boy who was once his best friend. As he stared his blood began to heat up with anger, he killed Rin, he watched him do it. Why was Rin dead and Kakashi still alive? "Kakashi." Obito spat with every bit of venom he could muster, he didn't even attempt to disguise his voice. A gentle breeze could be felt passing through the clearing the pair stood in, the leaves on the trees surrounding them rustled/

Kakashi froze in place, the voice instantly brought a face to his mind. Looking at the scarred skin that was visible and the missing arm, things began to click. "Obito." He whispered.

Obito couldn't help but laugh at the sound of shock in his voice. "Is this how it felt?" He asked the other masked teen standing over him. "When you stood over Rin like you're standing over me now?" Accusation was clear in his voice. "Will you run your hand through my chest now, finish off the rest of those who loved you, who saw you as family!" Obito shouted with hatred.

"Obito." Kakashi said again as he fell to his knees.

Obito forced himself to sit up, then with considerable effort climbed to his feet. With a movement of his arm a kunai fell from his sleeves into his hand. Raising the blade above him, without a word he brought down towards Kakashi's skull. Then a loud crack sounded and something slammed into the blade knocking it from his hand. "I think that's just about enough of that." An unknown man spoke stepping out of the forest.

In his hand he held a large blade with a barrel at the hilt, a small stream of smoke rising from it. He wore mostly grey with a red cape hanging behind him. His hair was black with visible greying. "This has nothing to do with you!" Obito screamed at the stranger.

"I still can't stand by and watch two kids kill each other, why don't we all just calm down an talk this out?" The man spoke calmly. "All this negativity will just bring the grimm."

"HE DESERVES THIS!" Obito screamed again, his rage could practically be felt in the air around them. Turning back to Kakashi he raised his hand his a fist and was just about to bring it down when a foot slammed into his side sending sliding away. The stranger now stood between Obito and Kakashi. Picking himself back up Obito glared at the man, the final pieces of his mask falling to the ground. "DAMN YOU!" His hatred for both men fed his killing intent, the man only tightened his grip on his blade in response. "I will get you Kakashi! No matter how long it takes, I'll make you pay!" He shouted as he began to disappear into his own eye.

Several Days Later

Qrow had seen a lot of weird shit in his life, for as long as he could remember he'd been involved in a secret war than spanned centuries. He himself had the ability to shift to and from the form of a bird, it took a lot to surprise him. Two kids no older than his niece's appearing in a flash of blinding light in the jungle of mistral trying to kill each other, one of said children getting sucked up into his own eye and vanishing easily qualified as a lot to him.

The silver haired boy wearing a mask that covered the lower half of his face and some kind of head band the cover his right eyes sat silently across from him in the train car, it had been like that for nearly a week. He hadn't said a word since Qrow saved him, he did nothing, he barely slept, barely ate. He was clearly in shock over something. He just followed Qrow where ever he directed, though he refused to even acknowledge any questions the huntsmen asked. Qrow was far from a child psychologist, but he didn't need to be an expert to know that this kid was clearly traumatized by something. Whether that be because the other one had tried to kill him or something else he had know clue.

A whistle sounded loudly from outside signalling they were approaching their destination. "Hey kid we're about to get off." Qrow said not receiving an answer.

As the train reached the station and everyone began disembarking Qrow lead the boy off and towards a waiting cab, neither had any luggage. Within a few minutes the pair were on a bullhead flying over the large city of Vale towards a tall tower on a cliff over looking the city. "We're going to see my boss, he's a lot better at handling weird situations like this. He runs a school so he's good with kids to." He explained to the silent boy. Again he received no response.

The airship touched down at the school and the huntsmen lead the boy towards the tower, the elevator ride up wasn't long and soon the pair were entering the odd looking office at the top. Even still the boy never bothered to look up. "Qrow, I wasn't expecting this, and you've brought a guest." Ozpin spoke setting down several papers. "Hello young man, what's your name?" He asked.

"Don't bother Oz, the kid doesn't talk." Qrow waved him off. "I found him and another kids trying to kill each other in forests of Mistral, and 'trying to kill each other' isn't an exaggeration, the other kid would've planted a knife in his skull if I hadn't stepped in." Qrow explained sitting down in one of the chairs across from Ozpin.

Ozpin nodded looking the boy over more closely. "I see, and where is the other boy?"

"Weirdest thing I've ever seen, the kid was sucked up into his own eyeball. He disappeared completely, not a single trace." Qrow answered.

"Some kind of semblance then?" Ozpin asked cupping his chin thinking it over.

"I thought so to, but then I noticed this one doesn't have any aura, and the other one was giving off an energy I've never felt before." Qrow explained more seriously. "Otherwise I would've dropped him off at a hospital somewhere."

Ozpin nodded as he stared at the boy who seemed completely indifferent to everything they were saying, it was as if he were asleep but his body was awake, unconsciously going through the motions of life without any input. He'd seen it before in people completely broken, mainly in soldiers who'd lost everything or had done things they can't comprehend. Hunters who've seen the worst the world could offer, even students who'd lost their teams on missions. Never before however had he seen such a young man in this kind of state. "I understand, you were right to bring him here. I'll take it from here, go visit your family Qrow, it's been a few weeks hasn't it?"

With a tired sigh the hunter nodded and rose before looking towards the silver haired boy. "Good luck kid." He said before walking towards the elevators.

Ozpin grabbed his scroll and dialed up a number. "Professor Peach, I have a young man who needs your help."

Elsewhere

Obito laid back in his hammock, it was made of vines, leaves and the pelt of a large bear he'd killed. It had been nearly a weak since his arrival in this world and his failed attempt to kill Kakashi. After retreating into his pocket dimension and resting for a day he attempted to return to Konoha with Kamui, instead it took him a mountain in the middle of nowhere. It didn't take long to realize that he was stuck where ever he was for the time being.

He was lucky enough to stumble upon a town with a doctor who helped patch him up a bit. His internal damage wasn't to serious and with some pills he was given the inflammation, which was the real danger, would go down. Aside from that he had his broken ribs looked over and the cracked collar bone he hadn't even noticed he had set. After being left to rest he immediately used Kamui and left the town. Ever since he'd been living off the land of the forest, he'd been taking it easy to allow himself to heal.

If he were to go after Kakashi in the state he was in he'd be killed. Kakashi had the only hard counter to his Kamui in his right eye and Obito had no way of knowing just how adept he was at using it. All he truly knew was that he did in fact know how to use it based off his attack that night.

During his days of rest Obito had managed to calm himself, his hatred remained but no longer did he boil with rage. Acting on that rage had nearly killed him, if he were to survive in this new world he'd to keep a level head.

Letting out a deep breath Obito tried to clear his mind as he relaxed his muscles and closed his eyes. The hammock swung back and forth gently lulling him into a light sleep, though like any good ninja he remained aware of his surroundings. He wasn't to worried about an enemy sneaking up on him, the nearest town was about three miles west of him and nobody knew he was there. There were the large demonic looking monsters that roamed the forest but they ignored him for the most part, still he set up traps to act as a warning system as well as to scare off any random animals.

Being alone however also gave him more than enough time to stop and reflect on everything that had happened. He killed his teacher, the woman who treated him like a little brother and left their son an orphan. He released a demon fox the size of a mountain into the village he called home for most of his life, likely killing dozens in not hundreds of villagers, many probably weren't even ninja. What he'd done was unforgivable and easily made him the greatest traitor in the history of the village, the same village he once dreamed of leading as Hokage. It made him slightly ill to think about, but why? When they were planning the attack he had no qualms at all with the very real possibility the the nine tailed fox could've completely destroyed the village, now after everything was done he felt an overwhelming since of regret. Had he been build with his own rage?

Turning onto his side carefully he tried to remove such thoughts from his mind. Once he was healed he would venture out and begin learning about this world, along the way he would train, and when he was absolutely ready he would hunt down Kakashi and end him for what he did.

Beacon

Kakashi stared out the window with a view of the campus where dozens of students walked around, he sat in a chair across from a woman with brown hair tied back in a pony tail. In her hand was a clip board and a pencil. "I've been told that you've been eating more, that's good to hear. You've clearly lost some weight since arriving here three weeks ago, anymore and you could be crossing into unhealthy territory." She spoke looking up from the clipboard. "You could also stand to get some more sun, you're practically translucent at this point. It's not good to lock yourself up in your room all day everyday."

Kakashi didn't reply, he never did, he didn't care enough to. Losing Obito and Rin had destroyed him, then to find out that Obito was not only alive but also responsible for the death of both Minato and Kushina. It was just to much for the young man. Every time he tried to think about it the image of a half crushed Obito and Rin with his hand through her chest would appear and throw his mind into chaos. Even in his sleep he couldn't escape the pair, their eyes always held so much judgement. Judgement he knew he deserved.

"You blame yourself don't you?" The woman spoke again. "No matter how hard you scrub the blood won't come off will it?" For the first time in weeks Kakashi reacted to something. His head shot up and his single visible eye met her deep brown ones. "Security cameras have shown you leaving you're room in the middle of the night every night and going to the bathroom where you stay for over an hour. The raw spots on your hands are from rubbing continuously with lots of force. It's all pretty standard for people who've killed others before and feel great guilt over it." She explained with what almost looked like pity on her face. "For a boy as young as yourself to have such an advanced case of PTSD, you must've been through something terrible. I'd like to help you get through it, but I need you to talk to me."

Kakashi's eyes drifted back to the window. Peach sighed deeply and began gathering her things. "I killed her." She stopped in her tracks, this was the first time she or anyone else had heard hi voice since his arrival at Beacon. "His dying wish was for me to protected her, and I killed her." His voice cracked as he spoke, she could see his face as his lone visible eye was turned away from her. "Now he's back, and he killed everyone. Our teacher, his wife and the so many villagers" His body began shaking lightly but visibly. "It's all my fault."

The pair then sat in silence for several minutes. "Who is he?" She asked as gently as possible.

He finally turned to face her, tears leaking from his visible eye. "Obito."

I admit I struggled with this one quite a bit, let me know what you guys think. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. LATER.