I do not own any character except Kiya and several others.

Kakashi looked around the dark bedroom and his eyes strained to make out the form of the dark-skinned girl unconscious on the bed. It had been several hours since he knocked her out and she hadn't moved once, not even when he moved off the bed so she wasn't laying on him. Now here he sat, watching her, not knowing why his heart kept skipping a beat. He glared down at the book that sat next to his leg, blaming all this on Jiraiya's writing that he constantly read.

He head movement from the bed and looked over and saw Kiya stir as she rolled onto her side towards him. He stood up slowly and walked over to the bed and sat on the edge so he could look down at her and not have to strain due to her dark skin. She seemed so vulnerable laying there, but then again she looked like she really did have a hard life due to the scar on her arm that stood out in the dark. He started to reach his hand out towards the scar when there was a knock on the door. He sighed before getting up to open it, revealing Temari with two bowls of miso soup.

"Are you sure you should be moving around?" Temari asked as Kakashi just stared at her. "Where is Kiya?"

"She's here," Kakashi finally spoke as he stepped back so she could come into the room and pointed to the bed. "Her body finally decided to shut down on her."

"That's good. She really was pushing herself to hard this week but if she hadn't, you probably wouldn't even be standing here talking to me," Temari smiled relieved as she set the two bowls on the table that stood next to the couch. Kakashi shrugged slightly before wincing as several of his injuries stretched from the motion. "Make sure you get some more rest yourself Kakashi, otherwise you won't heal as fast as you need to be."

"How are my teammates doing?" Kakashi asked, finally remembering that the other two on his team had gotten hurt as well.

"They are doing well now, thanks to Kiya. She was giving her chakra to them so theirs could react to help healing and wasn't saving any for her own injuries. Her leg needs more attention than she has been allowing, it's worse than any injury I have seen just from chakra. If she works her leg too much with it being injured, she won't recover from this one. Make sure she takes time for her own injuries when she's working on your wounds or you check on it for her," Temari whispered as she looked over at Kiya.

"Very well," Kakashi replied, wanting her to leave already.

Temari gave him a smile and it was just another smile. Kakashi internally groaned, any reactions from Kiya should have been like that. They should have just been normal reactions, not making him react back, even if it was unintentional. Temari finally left and Kakashi went back to the bed to wake Kiya up so she could eat.

"Kiya," Kakashi spoke quietly, enjoying the way her name rolled off his lips.

He touched her shoulder and shook her slightly, repeating her name again a little louder this time. She moaned slightly as she woke slightly and he shook her again. One of her hands came up and pushed his arm away and she curled up. Kakashi froze slightly, realizing that she had curled up around him as he sat there and groaned quietly.

"Kiya, wake up," Kakashi demanded, shaking her again. "You need to eat."

"Not hungry," she murmured as she rolled onto her back and stretched. "Besides you were the one who knocked me out in the first place."

"Does not matter if I was the one who knocked you out, you are injured just like myself and you need to eat as well to make sure you can heal as well," Kakashi countered as he got up and brought over the two bowls of soup and handed her a bowl as she sat up. "Eat."

"Fine," she sighed and obeyed. Her injured leg remained straight while her other leg was bent towards her as she hunched slightly over her food.

"How is your leg?"

"I don't feel the pain when it's bandaged."

"Temari told me that I need to check on it because you don't give yourself the time to check on it yourself."

"Okay," her voice was soft and she didn't even look up at him as she continued eating.

Kakashi frowned but didn't question her mood as he pulled his mask down and started eating as well. The atmosphere wasn't tensed or awkward, it was just quiet and it kind of bugged Kakashi. He wasn't used to just quiet, but around Kiya, that seemed to be the case most of the time. She wasn't a very talkative person, she never really was except when she was mad and decided to give everyone a piece of her mind.

When they finished eating, Kakashi took her bowl and set it on the nightstand before shifting so he was next to her leg and propped it on his knee without even asking her and felt her flinch under his touch. He looked at her and saw surprise in her dark amethyst eyes as she stared at him. He focused back on her injured leg and slowly started to unbandage it, paying attention to every twitch from her. As he pulled the last of the gauze away, he gasped quietly seeing the gashes across the front of her leg.

"How do you not feel the pain from this?" Kakashi asked horrified.

"Well now I feel it," she growled. "When it was bandaged, I was fine. But you also need to remember that I've other injuries that have been either similar or worse than this."

Kakashi looked up at her before his eyes traveled to her scarred arm. He sighed be grabbing the bandages off the night stand and took his time cleaning her wounds and bandaging it. As soon as he finished, she shifted her leg off his lap and got to her feet gingerly. Kiya walked across the room and grabbed a large bundle of bandages and came and sat next to him and worked on cleaning and putting new bandages on his wounds, not wasting any time.

"You really are a medic in training," Kakashi smirked and she shrugged.

"I hate seeing people hurt. My real mother died when I was six in a car accident and she had a closed casket funeral. I didn't listen to my father and opened it just because I wanted to see her, wanting her to come back. My dad died in an explosion and his body was never recovered so his casket was empty. I think that is why I thought I'd start training under Tsunade. I don't want to see people hurt like that ever again, not if I can help it." Kakashi was stunned by how hard her past really was and was speechless as he stared down at her as she cleaned his chest. "Kakashi?"

"Y-yeah," he forced himself to say at least something.

"Are you cold?"

"No, why?" Kakashi frowned confused by the sudden question.

"Your skin is covered in goosebumps," she replied calmly. Kakashi looked at his shoulder and tensed up slightly seeing the small bumps on his skin. He had been so caught up in her telling him of her past, he had unconsciously reacted to her touching his skin while she cleaned his wounds. "You alright there Kakashi?"

"Chest hurts a little," he lied smoothly, wincing for show when she touched his sternum.

"Told ya you shouldn't have been moving around," Kiya shook her head and quickened her pace in cleaning and bandaging his wounds.

"Maybe I should actually listen to you ever now and then," He chuckled as she stood up and limped over to the bathroom to pour the dirtied cleaning solution down the sink drain. "Although you need to learn to listen as well. Using that leg while it's in that bad of shape isn't good for you or the muscles."

"I can't do that," Kiya sighed as she walked over to the door as he pulled up his mask and laid against the pillows.

"And why's that?"

"It's not good for me to feel useless," she looked over her shoulder at him, "and I will just leave it at that. Get some rest Kakashi."

"You too Kiya," Kakshi replied before she left the room. 'What the hell was that all about?' Kakashi drifted off, confused on her phrase of words.