The Man with Two Faces..

this here is fanart for the fanfiction "For The Love Of My Friends" by Foxie-sama on fanfiction.net. this is probably the best Naruto fanfiction i've ever read, and this chapter just inspired me to make this image. i like how it came out but i wish i had been able to give it a background... o w/e..

in the chapter the Obito side wasn't wearing his goggles, but i just couldn't help myself...

Foxie-sama, if you're reading this, i told you i was gonna make a fanart of you're story... it just took a little longer than i thought

*inspired scene from For The Love Of My Friends by Foxie-sama*

"Are you ok, sensei" He turned to look down at her, a startled gasp slipping out of her mouth before she could stop it.

Half of his mask was completely torn off, leaving half of a pale nose and pair of lips bared. On the same side, his hair had neatly shifted from gray to black, a black oversized shirt mended neatly into his regular flak jacket. His red sharingan blinked at her, dying down slightly in it's ferocity.

"Sakura.." his voice sounded strange, like two people dominating one voice box. "..-san."

What..? He's never called me Sakura-san before... The strange dual person that was supposed to be her teacher started again.

"You need to bring Kurenai-san here.. She's usually practicing with her team in training area eight, when not on a mission. We need her." he said quietly, his mismatched eyes focusing on the moving nin. Sakura immediately looked toward Sasuke.

"What about-" Kakashi shook his head, interrupting her question.

"I'll take care of Sasuke-kun. That's a promise that I will honor and die to uphold." Sakura slowly nodded, a little bewildered at the changes in Kakashi's speech pattern, but realizing Sasuke would be much safer in Kakashi's protection.

The girl started out toward where she was sure training area eight was, pausing for a moment to look at Kakashi's back. The half of the material covering his torso that was black had half of a red and white fan on it, something she was sure she had seen somewhere before.

"Kakashi-sensei" He turned, his darker half staring at her with the red eye. "I don't want you to get hurt either." He looked at her, her hands clasped in front of her.. so like a child he once knew. He smiled, for once at least half of it visible.

"Okay."