Actions of A Shinobi
How did he let himself get into these situations? He just wanted to lead a half way normal life: read his books, win a goldfish at one of those festivals at least once, and live long enough to read Volume 4 of Make-Out Paradise. At least once. And now he very well might not unless he could get her out of here. There were always more than four in an attack squad. Five. Odd numbers. He heaved up her dead weight and began to walk towards town. Who and why he wondered as he looked at her bloodied chest and shoulder. This was not good. He stopped suddenly. She had moved. Tensed. Grabbed his arm. Then her eyes snapped open, but they were blind to him. She shrieked. This was not good. He saw the mark on her shoulder, the flames alive and burning her. He laid her down. Number 5 was going to have to wait. If he attacked now, one of them was going to die and Kakashi didn't intend to be the one.
"Anko… Can you-"
"Aah!"
"Can you hear me?" She was still staring, now holding her shoulder. She gasped and panted. Increased heart rate would pump her blood out through the wounds. He groaned. This is not good… He lifted her slightly to slip her jacket off. No response. What to do, what to do. He sensed it. Damn… Give me a minute, will you? he thought to the bushes, slipping out a kunai slowly, being sure to keep his other hand visible. She was close to hyperventilating. Twenty seconds… He carefully slipped out a second kunai.
Ten, nine, eight, he counted, eyes closed, trying to be the other man. Seven, six, five, He ignored her raspy scream. Four, three two one. He spun and tossed a knife at the same time as his attacker, keeping the other on a finger, sliding it up and off as he brought an arm back towards him. Inaccurate, but he'd already been lucky once with this man. He didn't go to zero, thank the Fourth. He heard a thud. Double lucky. He turned to the woman before him. Her eyes were tightly shut and she was grinding her teeth. A fighter, huh? His mind raced, discarding idea after idea until… Risky. He'd heard somewhere once that you could counter a seal by causing equal pain in the corresponding location. Naturally, for her it would be… Very risky. But he'd been lucky twice tonight, why not keep going? What's to lose? Her life… he shook his head. Her eyes opened. Was she crying?
"Stop! Stop! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop! I trusted you. I trusted you." He looked at her blankly, watching her speak, hearing nothing, seeing something else from a long time ago, hearing himself, "Stop! Stop! Stop, stop-" Stop. Emotions had no place in the actions of a shinobi. He looked at her, feeling empty. Seeing her hurting…no place… he realized that he… in the actions of… loved… Stop. He closed his wet eyes, inhaling. He leaned over her, capturing her shaking hands in one of his and leaning her head towards her burning shoulder with his. He pulled down his mask and blinked at her tense, bare shoulder. Then he bit her. Hard. She gasped, lids fluttering, then closing. Softer. No blood. That was the last thing she needed.
"Ka- Kakashi?" he released his hold, loosened his grip, pulled up his mask.
"Anko?"
"What…" he raised up a bit so he could see her, " the hell are you doing?" She put her hands on his arms as if to push him off, but didn't.
"I…" How in the world am I going to… She hugged him down to her and sighed. He felt the warmth of her blood. "Anko, I have to get you to the…" He felt her relax entirely with a sigh that seemed to release her essence. "…Anko? Anko!" She'd fainted. Fainted. He smiled. Slightly. This is… good.