Description
Obito is an Uchiha, and thats obvious. It's evident in his dark obsidian eyes that flash a bright crimson red and his even darker unruly hair. It shows in the way he cares, how he loves too hard and how his ire encompasses his whole being until he can't think over the roaring in his skull and the pounding in his ears. And it's evident now, when he looks at Kakashi. When he looks at Kakashi, he sees long silver lashes and soft sterling hair and the ethereal lethalness hidden under the marred canvas that is his alabaster skin and Obito burns, burns, and burns. His skin breaks into an inferno and his heart beats too fast and his blood is bubbling underneath the thin barrier that separates his lifeblood and the rest of the world. -- and as much as Obito likes to think its fury, jealousy, or hatred, the unfamiliar warm feeling that threatens to combust out of his chest with each breath and fills his head with cotton is nothing short of infatuation.
pretty hair and you don't have to try, pretty smile and you give me butterflies
