Stuck in Naruto? Um... What?

Chapter 16: A ninja must see underneath the underneath

DO NOT WORRY I DID NOT DIE.

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Motherfucker... It hurts," I groaned, rolling onto my side only to have another stab of pain shoot through my side.

Language, Rin chimed in.

"Oh stick a sock in it, will ya?" I mumbled, clutching my side in agony.

It had been a little over four hours that I had woken up; a day since the battle happened. Occasionally a nice lady named Tsunami, as she had introduced herself, had come into the room I was staying in to change my bandages and see how I was fairing. She filled me in on the details of our arrival, as well as informing me that the mission had been successful (which greatly relieved me; I wasn't in any hurry to fight against Zabuza any time soon).

Kakashi had yet to wake up, which made me wonder exactly how much chakra he exerted in that battle to be knocked out for this long. I was still too weak to properly run or train, but I was now able hobble around weakly under supervision, which was at least an improvement from my bedridden state. Besides, I was getting bored staying in bed doing nothing with occasionally Rin to talk to.

The reason I say occasionally is exactly because I have only talked to her occasionally. Rin had been unusually silent after the battle, only responding to my questions every once in a while; or to add in a sarcastic remark here and there. It greatly unnerved me.

The other reason that frustrated me was that I couldn't think a thought without her knowing exactly what I was thinking. It's like trying to keep a secret from yourself, impossible.

So here I was getting healed slowly and painfully, all because they haven't invented goddamned morphine yet. Like seriously, I could hear my bones slowly cracking into place. Do you know how messed up that is?

I heard the door creak open and I sighed, sweat streaking my forehead. Tsunami entered the room, a sweet smile on her face.

"Would you like me to bring lunch up here?" She asked me sweetly.

"No," I said quickly, "I mean, I think I'm well enough to go downstairs to eat. I'm feeling a bit better."

I tried for a weak smile but judging from Tsunami's facial expression, it probably looked terrifying.

"Oh, alright," She said unsurely, "But be careful, you're still in the process of healing."

I nodded and shakily got out of the bed, wincing as my feet touched the floor. I hobbled out of my room and down the stairs, where the rest of my team (minus Kakashi) were seated at the table eating lunch.

"When do you think Kakashi-sensei is going to wake up, Sasuke?" Sakura asked Sasuke, smiling sweetly.

Sasuke grunted and placed a spoonful of rice in his mouth. Though Sakura seemed content with his acknowledgment, I on the other hand felt like pushing his head down into his bowl of rice. But that would make a mess, and it would be rude as guests to do that. Damn.