Falling for my Sensei •• Kakashi Hatake x OC

The Mission

"This is fucking ridiculous! It's been three hours! How is there no update?" Asuma pounds his fist on the counter making the nurse jump.

"I'm sorry, sir. I will try to find something out right away." I watch as she disappears behind a set of double doors looking like she was fighting back tears.

I close my eyes again leaning further into Iruka's arms. His hand caresses my back, rubbing soothing circles over the fabric of Kakashi's shirt that I went to sleep in.

Asuma turns around to face us as we sit on the couch in the waiting room of the Konoha Hospital.

He looks me over as I'm curled up against Iruka, his face contorted with a mixture of anger and fear.

"And can we get her some fucking slippers! I've asked several damn times already."

The rest of the waiting room is silent except for Asuma causing a scene at the nurses desk.

One of the small female nurses comes out of a room and hands him a pair of white hospital slippers.

He snatches them out of her hand and comes over to where I'm sitting, kneeling on the ground in front of me.

He holds a hand out to me signaling for me to put my feet out for him. I look at my dirty feet and notice the gashes on them from where I had probably cut myself on the jagged pavement while running here.

They don't hurt. Nothing hurts, my body is still numb.

"I'll get something to clean the cuts." Iruka says, he moves to get off the couch but I grip tightly onto his shirt.

I don't want him to leave me.

I'm afraid I'll have another panic attack and I won't be able to settle myself down.

Iruka and Asuma exchange a worried glance and Iruka squeezes me tighter with his arm, resting back against the couch again.

"I'll go."

Asuma gets back up and walks towards the nurses station where the girl behind the counter becomes nervous at his approach.

I focus my eyes on the black and white checkered floors of the hospital, counting the black tiles.

The effort its taking to keep my head blank is actually exhausting.

"He's going to be okay Ari." Iruka's words come out softly, as if hes afraid that the slightest thing could set me off.

It probably could.

I look down at my hands thankful for the clean, pale skin.

My thoughts go back to a couple of hours earlier when I saw Genma outside of the hospital, drenched in Kakashi's blood.

His hands gripped my arms, trying to help me up as I had fallen to my knees in front of the hospital entrance.

Trying to steady myself on his chest, I had accidentally felt the warm blood that was still fresh on his shirt.

I removed my hands from him only to stare down, horror-stricken, at my red stained palms.

I don't remember much after that.

Snippets of a nurse and Genma attempting to calm me down flash through my head.

I vaguely remember Asuma and Iruka arriving and myself being dragged into the bathroom by Iruka to scrub my boyfriend's blood off of my hands.

"Hey, stop, come here."

Iruka pulls me out of my head as I become aware of the tears that are flowing down my face.