Our Story {Kakashi X Reader}

|Part Thirty Two|

|JIN|
"Someone get a gurney!" Temari yelled at the hospital staff.

They didn't question her demands, and a small nurse brought one over at lightning speed.

"Did she suffer any trauma during your fight?" Sakura asked Kakashi sensei.

Kamina and I laid (Y/N) sensei on the gurney that was between Sakura and I and rushed her down the hall of the Sand Village hospital. We were lucky to get back soon enough to operate, and the newly revived Kazekage was more than happy to let us use their facility to do so.

Kakashi sensei was barley hanging on to consciousness himself, but tried his best to answer. "She was hit hard in the stomach area, but not by Deidara."

Guy sensei carried Kakashi sensei to the benches that sat outside the operating room.

"Okay. We're going to operate immediately,"
Sakura said, tying up her hair.

I knew by "we" she meant her and I, but I couldn't take my eyes off my sensei who laid motionless in front of us. I always wanted to be a medical shinobi, and so far I've enjoyed it, but this was the first time I had to operate on someone so close to me. Not to mention someone who— for some reason— I always thought was untouchable.

"Jin! If you can't focus than say so. Because this isn't the time to choke up," Sakura snapped.

"I'm fine!" I snapped back. "I want to help her."

Sakura nodded and we entered the operating room. Her and I both washed our hand and arms before two nurses assisted us in putting on robes and gloves.

We cut away (Y/N) sensei's clothes and my jaw dropped when I saw the condition of her body.

Purple and black bruising surrounded her navel and lined the sides of her abdomen. That, plus the fact that she was coughing blood and fainted, all indicated internal bleeding. However, blood also stained the inner thigh material of her pants, meaning there was somewhere else the blood was coming from.

"It's coming from everywhere," I spoke more to myself than anyone.

Sakura didn't hesitate like I did, and cut away the rest of the remaining clothes. "Don't think of this as (Y/N) sensei. This is just another person whose life you need to try and save. Now let's get started."

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|KAKASHI|

My head snapped up when the door of the operating room swung open. Jin walked out and leaned against the wall of the hallway with his head hung and his face hidden behind his white bangs.

"Is she okay?" Amari asked.

I sat up in my wheelchair, nervous to hear his answer.

Jin nodded. "She made it through surgery, but it's going to be a long and painful recovery. Sakura's taking her to a room now."

Silence filled the hallway until a soft sniffle came from Jin. His shoulders shook slightly as he tried to hold back tears.

"I always wanted to be a medical ninja so that I could help my teammates, but there was so much blood." He pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes. "She was bleeding so much. It was so scary."

To my surprise, Amari brought Jin into a gentle hug. Kamina joined them by wrapping his arms around them both.

"How'd the surgery go?" Kamina asked once his teammate had calmed down.

Jin shook his head. "I don't really want to talk about it."

"Lady Tsunade has requested that we return to the leaf as soon as possible," I said, making the three shinobi of team two look at me. None of them seemed all that thrilled by my presence. "She wants to examine (Y/N) herself."

Jin sneered. "I bet you wish you didn't hide your relationship now, huh?"

I was taken aback by his words and the anger that laced through them, but he was right. Seeing (Y/N) collapse and being too weak to do anything about it was my biggest fear that had become reality. My jutsu had exhausted my body to the point that I couldn't move to save her and all I could do was watch. I should have noticed earlier that she wasn't okay. I should have known that the attack from Naruto would have left damage regardless of whether I could see it or not. And yet I could do nothing.

(Y/N)'s students began to walk towards the exit, but as he passed me Jin mumbled the words—

"She's in room 110."

I slouched back in my wheelchair as they left. My eye throbbed from the strain I put it through. I wanted to be with (Y/N) more than I ever thought I'd want to be with another person again. Just having her around me felt— well—felt like home. However, the fear of losing her was crippling and a feeling I knew all too well.

Not letting myself dwell on it, I rolled my chair through the halls until I was outside of room 110. I could hear Sakura speaking to the other medical staff inside. She was informing everyone of what to do and what to expect from (Y/N)'s medical state.

The door slid open and Sakura came out. Her hair still tied up and her medical robe still on.

"Kakashi sensei," she greeted and I nodded in response. "Can I help you with something?"

I looked passed her and into the room. From where I sat I could only see the foot of (Y/N)'s bed.

"I was hoping to see her."

Sakura looked hesitant. "I just told the staff not to let anyone in."

"Please, Sakura." I practically begged. "I need to see her."

I don't know what Sakura saw in me that made her change her mind, but I didn't care. As soon as she stepped away from the door I rolled inside.

(Y/N) didn't look good. Her skin was ashen and several tubes and wires we hanging around her bed.

Sakura signalled for the nurses to leave the room, then once I was alone I let myself feel the true weight of my emotions.

My eyes grew blurry with tears. The fact that I could have lost her today scared me more than I could ever admit to anyone.

I laid my head down on her lap and my hand reached up to rub circles on her arm. Her skin was still warm to the touch in spite of how dull it appeared. It was reassuring, and helped subside my ever present fears.

Closing my eyes, I listened to her shallow breathing and let it lull me to sleep.
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I'm not gonna lie to you guys... I have no idea how I'm planning to end this story. I think I have a plan for like the next few parts and then nadda...

Anywho! How is everyone?