Alright everyone, I found the sequel to "Mission's Mistake". Not sure how many point of views there will be, but I'm thinking of making an actual story from these poems.

I only own the poems

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It's dark, so dark

It's dark, so dark

My head hurts so much

My body feels so heavy

Maybe I should sleep some more…

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I wonder where I am

There's a mattress under me

Wasn't I in a chair?

At least I'm not cold…

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Kakashi-san!

Didn't he rescue me?

I bet we made it to Konoha

He's a good ninja…

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My throat is burning

It hurts too much to breath

I feel so hungry

But I think I'm going to be sick…

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I can hear someone

My head won't move

I can't open my eyes

I wish I could make a sound…

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Tsunade's checking up on me again

Wish I knew how long it's been

The others come a lot too

Wish I could talk to them…

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That's odd

Someone's holding my hand

Caressing it

Feels nice…

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"…misses you. You just come back to us, alright?"

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Sounds like Kakashi-san

He's always here

Always sounds pleading

Naruto doesn't come as often…

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He's holding my hand tighter

Wish I could squeeze back

But it's already too late

Tsunade-sama is ushering him out…

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"He needs his rest, and so do you Kakashi-san."

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Yea, I'm feeling tired again

Seems I'm always sleeping

Must be the drugs

I hope she stops them soon…

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What was that?

There's someone sitting beside me

Wonder what time it is

Wonder what day it is…

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"…been drinking himself unconscious lately. Tsunade-sama put him on leave. Sasuke's training with Asuma, Sakura's with Kurenai, and Naruto's stuck with Gai."

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Genma?

Raidou's usually with him

Wait, on leave?

What have you gotten into Kakashi-san…

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Kakashi's back and Genma's gone

He's holding my hand

He's silent, too silent

I can feel my heart beating faster…

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Tsunade's ushering him out again

I don't want him to go

Genma said he'd get drunk

I need to keep watch over him…

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"Ka…kashi…san…"

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My throat feels raw

He's holding my hand again

I can't help but smile

And squeeze back tiredly…

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The door closes again

He's brushing my hair

I don't know what he's mumbling

At least he can't drink here…

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