A/N: Hi everyone! Did you hear the pin drop last chapter? Oh yeah, and I did tell some of you that I did the research to find out what blood types each of the people in the scene had. I was VERY relieved to find out that Genma and Anko had the same blood type! Since that opened another door for me, I plan to kick it wide open now. Let's get started. Enjoy!

Tsunade broke the silence and said, "Good, we've got our five donors. Shizune, Sakura. We need to get the equipment ready. We also need an orderly to bring in another bed to put next to Anko. We have to move fast."

Sakura said, "Let me check on Anko one more time before I go."

"Good idea. Make sure she's stable, then find an orderly to get that bed moved in." Tsunade and Shizune left, but not before Shizune gave Genma a warm smile, which he half-heartedly returned.

Sakura said, "Hai. Genma?"

Genma looked at Sakura and said, "Yeah?"

"Don't go anywhere. You'll be one of the first ones to donate blood. Since Anko's A and you're A, it's best to use the exact type first, before we move on to the O donors."

Genma nodded, "I won't go anywhere. Is there anything else I can do?" He wanted Sakura to tell him to watch Anko. He desperately wanted someone to give him permission to be alone with her.

"Not right now. Just stay outside here. I'll check on Anko and be right back."

"Sakura?"

"Hm?"

Genma paused a second then said, "She's going to be ok right?" He dreaded asking that question, but he dreaded the answer more.

Sakura looked him in the eye and said, "I don't know yet, but I sure hope she is."

"Me too." Sakura smiled and went to check on Anko. Genma took a seat and did nothing but think about the woman lying in the next room.

Kakashi was beginning to get impatient. It'd only been a little over five minutes, but he wanted to get back to Anko. The store owner was still busily chatting to his most recent customer. Kakashi decided, he's got ten more minutes, then I'm leaving. I'll come back for Anko's clothes later. With the condition she's in, she won't need them for a while.

He stood back and watched as the owner continued to talk with the new customer. He silently began to fume.

Kurenai reached Asuma's apartment and banged on his door loudly. She yelled, "Asuma! Hurry up and open the door!"

Asuma opened the door quickly and said, "What's going on?"

"You have type O blood right??

"Yeah why?"

"It's Anko. She needs a transfusion. Come on."

"Of course." Asuma joined Kurenai and they hurried to get to the hospital.

Sakura came out of Anko's room and after a smile to Genma, she left to find an orderly to get a second bed put in Anko's room. Genma was left alone with his thoughts again. Oh God Anko, you've got to be alright. I had no idea how sick you really were. If I'd only known, I'd have made sure you got the care you needed. Genma thought back to when Anko told Kakashi that he wasn't there when she needed him. He doesn't deserve her. He didn't know how bad she was. He should have known. If she were mine, I would have known. If she were mine . . .

Genma's thoughts were cut short as a metallic crash came from Anko's room. He looked around – no one was nearby. He leapt up and ran in the room to make sure Anko was ok. What he saw made him throw himself on top of her and say her name over and over and over again.

Kakashi had had enough. His patience was gone. He had a strange feeling – as if a hand had gripped him by the guts and was attempting to pull him back to the hospital. It was time for him to leave, but he had one more thing he had to do before he could leave.

He strode up to the owner and said, "Pardon me sir, but I must get back to the hospital. I'll come back later for the clothes."

The owner said, "Are you sure you can't wait? I won't be but another moment."

"I'd like to, but I need to get back there."

"I understand."

"One question before I go."

"Yes?"

"Someone else was here with the two ladies. Do you happen to know who that person was?"

The owner looked at the ceiling, and tapped his lip. He said, "Come to think of it - there was someone with them. But he didn't come in with them. He ran in suddenly after the lady collapsed. The other lady yelled at him quite a bit, then she all of a sudden demanded that he left. He did, and you walked in moments later."

Kakashi began to wonder, "What did he look like?"

"Somewhat like you. He dressed the same but had different hair. I was worried at first when he helped pick up the lady. I was worried that he might hurt her."

"Why would he hurt her?"

The owner paused then said, "He has this long sharp toothpick like thing in his mouth that looked like it was made of metal. I was worried that he might accidentally stab her."

Kakashi said, "Thanks for the information. I'll return later for the clothes." The owner nodded to him and turned his attention back to the waiting customer.

Kakashi left the store and broke into a run. All he could think was, THAT. FUCK.

Genma kept saying, "Anko. Anko! Come on Anko!" He was lying across her, trying to keep her from thrashing around on the bed. Her forehead was beaded with sweat and she'd started to moan and make a noise that terrified Genma and oddly aroused him at the same time.

Anko's head rolled back and forth. She kicked and tried to sit up in her delirium. She began to mumble and Genma thought he heard her say, "Ka, ka, ka, kashi, ka," as she continued to writhe violently on the hospital bed. Without notice, she suddenly stopped.

Genma stared at her still form. He was scared to death that she was gone. She had gone from thrashing around to absolute stillness in an instant. Then she breathed in sharply and he felt a relief he'd never known before.

When he was sure she wasn't going to hurt herself or fall out of bed, he slowly began to lift his weight from her chest. To his surprise, her eyes were cracked open.

Anko tried to open her eyes, but they felt hot and dry. When she tried to see, it was like she was looking through cotton, down a long tunnel. She couldn't make anything out clearly, she couldn't perceive any details – just some vague colors. But someone was above her, and she recognized the colors of the jonin vest the person wore. "Kashi?" she whispered/croaked.

Genma said, "No. Anko, no. He'll be here soon."

But before he could tell her who he was, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. Genma tried to resist, but was amazed at how incredibly strong her grip was even though she was so sick. Then he thought better of it as one of his recent fantasies had just come true. The woman he wanted so badly had her arms around his neck. If only he could wrap his arms around her. If only he could stay in her arms forever.

He knew it was wrong. He knew that she loved someone else – who at the moment, she thought he was. And he had a girlfriend. All he could think of was, what the fuck am I doing?

He felt her breath in his ear, and it made him shiver. He felt her short nails travel up the back of his neck and it made him inhale suddenly. He felt the heat from her cheek against his and it made him want to melt into her embrace. He felt an incredibly strong grip on the back of his collar and he knew he was dead.

A/N: AH! HA HA HAAA!! Now THAT was evil. Have I approached that new height yet? Heh heh heh.

Next up: What you've all been waiting for. See you soon!