35-Thoughts

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Kakashi Pov.

The scene infront of me was bloody and horrifying. In the middle of the training grounds layed Asoka, unconscious, her blue shirt was stained red from her stomach. Her eyes were closed, face relaxed. Red blood splattered all over the floor and some in her hair and face. I got a hold of myself and dashed to her side. My hand wrapping around her waist, pulling her to my chest, my other hand going underneath her knees, bridal style.

I didn't have time to check if she was okay, I won't even bother checking damage. I need to get her to the hospital, now.

I dashed towards the hospital. My heart beated quickly and anxiousness and fear ran through my veins. People gasped as I almost ran into them. Their surprised expressions were blurs. All I saw was the grey hospital building and Asoka.

The soles of my feet burned. Pakkun on my tail, wanting to make sure she was fine.

I entered the hospital filled with busy nurses and doctors. Everyone stopped in their tracks as they saw the bloody woman I held in my arms. Her chest was shakily rising and falling with breaths.

Everything was a blur, I felt robotic, hopeless. I couldn't do anything but wait. They took Asoka from my hands and put her on a rollable table. Doctors and Nurses rushed to help her.

Asoka, please be fine... I stared at the clump of people who pushed her from the lobby to get help.

A nurse with a clipboard came up to me.

"Are you a relative or friend of the woman who you brought?" She asked with a small blush, noticing my shinobi attire.

"Yes, she's my wife." I replied, easily. The nurse blushed hard closing her eyes.

"Please fill this out." She said pushing the clipboard and pen to my chest and dashed off back to her friend.

I looked at the paper with info needed, and began filling it out.

'Name: Asoka Hatake.

Sex: F Age: 17

DOB: September 5.

Blood Type: N/A

Reason: Unknown, Found Bleeding on Training grounds.

Shinobi: Y

Allergies: No'

The rest I don't feel like reading out to you. I may be his husband, but what do I know? She's only been here for three weeks or so.

I stood in the middle of the hallway. Pakkun nudged my foot with his head.

"Yo, boss, are you alright?" He asked me. I was frozen for alittle but slowly nodded when I remembered he asked me a question.

I felt like a robot. Unable to think for myself, or focous, zooming in and out.

What if Asoka's not going to make it?

No. Shake that thought out of your head. Thats not possible. She's strong. She'll make it. Nothing can bring her down.

I refuse to let her go down.

She's the first thing I ever really cared about, my first friend that doesn't bother me, she manages to be there for me, without even saying anything.

"Excuse me-sir? Are you finished with that?" A diffrent nurse was infront of me, her hand out asking for something.

"What-Oh, yes." I said handing her the clipboard for Asoka. She read it and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you really her husband..?" She asked, seeming suspicious.

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