After The Storm *Kakashi Hatake* (Naruto Fanfiction)

Chapter 25

Yoki P.O.V. 

I spent my time gaining back my strength, Leader didn't bother me with any tasks and allowed me to rest. I was forced to cook my own meals, as I found out on the first night that none of the Akatsuki were good cooks... though Konan did tried. 

I now sat in the room I share with Kisame and Itachi. Usually, I slept on the floor, though the two had offered their beds multiple times, I lay in a heap of blankets, curled up and exhausted. 

All I could think about were Kakashi and the others. And when I wasn't thinking about them, I was thinking about this exotic group of criminals who were supposed to be cold-blooded killers. Yet, many seemed like perfectly polite people... except for Pein, Hidan, Kakazu and Sasori.... 

But Kisame was pretty nice, Zetsu was a tad creepy, though he wasn't mean... Itachi was cold, but not completely harsh, Deidera was a bit crazy about art, but not phsycotic in my point of view, and Konan just seemed like a really quiet and inteligent girl. 

I couldn't quite figure the group out. 

My head ache had decreased conciderably, and I didn't feel all that sick anymore, just a bit weak. I sighed and began to drift off to sleep when suddenly there was a large explosion that caused the hideout to vibrate and rumble. 

I sat bolt upright, which I regretted immediately as pain shot through my muscles. There were loud footfalls with short pauses in between, meaning everyone was running. Yells and orders reached my ears, but I still remained glued to the floor. 

The door to my room burst open and Kisame stepped in, "Seems like somebody has troublesome comrades," he breathed out with his shark-like grin spread across his face. 

He swiftly picked me up, holding me bridal style, and ran out of the room. There were multiple explosions and continuous yells. 

My body froze and time seemed to pause as I caught the faintest yell of a voice that I cherished. 

Kakashi. 

My mind couldn't seem to decide whether to rejoice or to panic. On one hand I wanted to see him desperately, I wanted to hug him and kiss him, and remind him that I loved him and that I never meant for this all to happen. And on the other hand, I was deathly afraid of his reaction. Would he despise me? Would he abandon me because of all the troubles I've caused him? 

He had all the right reasons to. 

My heart tugged and I gripped Kisame's cloak tighter around his chest. The explosions seemed to grow more numerous, as well as the cries of pain and the yells of agony and surprise. 

I grew worried as I also picked out the few other voices I new from Konoha... Kurenai, and Kakashi's friends Guy and Asuma.... 

Kisame continued to run through the base, probably towards another exit. The rapid movement began to make me nauseous, and I instinctively held a hand to my mouth. 

"Sorry kid, we're almost there," Kisame whispered to me. 

Suddenly there was a huge explosion, red and orange clouded my vision, and Kisame was thrown into the wall beside us. He dropped me and I rolled across the floor, the back of my head colliding with the wall, causing my headache to burst forth once again. 

"Dammit," I cursed under my breath as I held my head in agony. 

There were voices and footsteps... then, "Yokina!" 

I look up to meet the onyx eye of the man I care most about... Kakashi. 

"Kakashi," I whisper back, trying to send a message with my eyes that I'm sorry. 

His eyes travel over the cloak that I wear and widen. "You... you joined them?" he asks me in a quiet voice, coming to kneel beside me as Guy fights Kisame. 

"I had to..." I tell him, my eyes clouding as the headache grows increasingly painful. 

"There must have been another way," he strangles out, his eyes swirling with a mix of emotions. 

He looks almost exactly as I had envisioned. 

Angry, upset, dissapointed, betrayed.... and most of all... hurt. 

I reach up a shaky hand to his cheek, "I was trying to protect you," I whisper, "If my chakra is absorbed... the juubi will be undefeatable." 

His eyes cloud as he battles with himself, "We'll fix this, you're coming home, don't worry," he tells me. 

"Kakashi, I--" 

I'm cut off as he barely dodges a kunai aimed at his head. Looking over at Kisame I notice that he has Guy pinned by the throat to the wall. The hallway looks mutiliated, cracks and indents decorated the walls and floor, blood splattered in numerous places, and the entirety of it was basically destroyed. 

Kisame drops a gasping Guy to the ground and struts over to us, Kakashi then runs at him with Chidori, and Kisame barely dodges. A taijutsu battle ensues and I watch with fear as Kisame and Kakashi battle. They seem to be pretty evenly matched; both only gain a few scratches and cuts, and niether seems to be able to land a good enough blow. There is another explosion that breaks the two apart. 

"ART IS AN EXPLOSION," Deidera yells as he bursts into the room. 

Now Deidera battles Kakashi and Kisame dashes over to me, he picks me up once again, and begins to run. 

"Kakashi!" I yell out, tears beginning to form in my eyes. 

The silver-haired jonin looks at me for as long as he can in the middle of his battle, "Yokina!" he yells in reply, trying to fend off Deidera, but not managing it. 

"I love you!" he yells, making eye contact with me as he punches Deidera in the gut. 

He looks at me with tear-shining eyes, his body now covered in an assortment of cuts, but none fatal. He is then blocked off by a bunch of Akatsuki, his form covered by the red-clouded black cloaks of the group. 

"I love you too," I whisper. 

Kisame transports us out of the hideout, and I black out, the pain in my head finally becoming to much. 

The last thing I process being Kakashi and his mismatched eyes, gazing at me with sorrow and pain. 

Pain I caused him.