The Forgotten (Kakashi x OC) (Discontinued)

Chapter 2

The sun shining brightly on my face sent a silent message to my brain that it was time to wake up. Fluttering my eyes open, I could feel weight pressing down on my thighs. It wasn't excessive, just enough to make me aware that someone was there. Looking down, I could see the silver locks of Kakashi's hair resting on my lap. I felt bad that he had fallen asleep in that uncomfortable looking chair, hunched over onto my bedside. I did insist multiple times that I would be okay if he went home for the night, but he refused to leave my side. Which, in an unexplainable way, made butterflies flutter in my stomach.

I didn't remember anything new last night, but the dream I had made me wonder if it was real or if it was truly a dream. I hope it was a dream, though. It wasn't pleasant.

Looking down at Kakashi's figure, I couldn't help but smile. I don't know what it was about this man, but there was something about him that made me feel safe, loved, happy. I don't know what our history is, but it's almost like I can feel it was a combination of sorrow and beauty.

He looked so peaceful. His face resting undisturbed and untroubled as he caught up on what seemed like much needed sleep. The bags under his eyes from yesterday were now completely gone. The soft sounds of his snores floated along the room. It was cute. But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel like we had both been in this situation before.

Shaking the thought away, my eyes focused on his silver hair. It looked soft, as if it was a cloud. And as badly as I wanted to touch it, it felt wrong. We might be married, but I didn't know him. Or don't remember him.

There was a slight knock on the door that saved me from embarrassing myself. As the door slid open, I pressed my finger to my lips, making a soft shooshing sound, not wanting them to wake Kakashi up.

Dr. Choi nodded with a smile. "How did you sleep last night?" She whispered.

I shrugged and tilted my head slightly from side to side. "It was okay. I'm not sure if I had another memory or if I had a nightmare, to be honest." I whispered back.

Her brow furrowed together. "I'm sorry to hear that. I know this must be a difficult time for you. But as I was telling your husband last night -"

"Just . . . Kakashi for now, please." I whispered, cutting her off with a blush dusting my cheeks. I felt so guilty carrying the title of his wife when I couldn't reciprocate my feelings to him. I'm sure at some point those feelings will slowly return. But for now, I think it might be better to focus on who I am rather than being a wife right now. Which, honestly, hurt to admit.

She nodded in understanding. "What I was telling Kakashi earlier this morning was that your tests all came back clear. I can't rule out amnesia completely. I'm not sure what those people did to you, but it's possible they injected you with a drug that blocked your memories. They should slowly start coming back, but don't get discouraged with what you can't remember." She said, giving me a soft smile.

I furrowed my brows together. "Those people?" I asked. "I'm not sure -"

I stopped when I felt Kakashi stir in my lap and, as if on instinct, reach my hand out and started running my fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp in the process. I don't know why I did it, but his movements stopped, and his soft snores continued. A small blush rose on my cheeks, and a smile tugged on my lips.

God, I really hope I remember him soon.

"Unfortunately, I think it is best to keep that information on a need to know for now. At least until you are more stable. I don't want to risk pushing your limits now." She said with a small frown.

"Oh." I sighed. My eyes shifted to my hand that was stroking Kakashi's pillow soft hair, and it was almost as if my worries suddenly disappeared.

"Just try to take it day by day." She said, giving my hand a small squeeze. "I'll send your nurse in to get your discharge paperwork, and you should be good to go home. Take it easy, though. Nothing too crazy, small walks, no training, and no . . . physical activities. At least not just yet." She said with a small smirk as she peered up from writing on her clipboard. My face turned tomato red, and the spit in my mouth slid down the wrong pipe, throwing me into a fit of coughs. Kakashi's head shot up instantly, and he looked at me with concern.