By Little Spitfire
Summary: Naruto and Sasuke are to be raised by Iruka and Kakashi. Snapshots of their lives together as a family.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Naruto. I just like to borrow them sometimes. No profit is being made off this result of me liking the idea of Iruka and Kakashi raising Sasuke and Naruto.
Chapter 3.
Kakashi had gone up against countless opponents. Had fought killers and ninja, coming out of most of those fights unscathed. He'd battled against shinobi more powerful than him without even flinching. He'd moved up through the ranks to anbu, gone on countless S- classed missions. Saw and lived through the most life threatening situations, all with a clear head and level thinking. But right now, Kakashi was panicking. He was panicking and panicking badly. He'd never felt so helpless in his life. He had no idea where to even begin.
Sasuke sniffled and dazedly looked up at his guardian. Said guardian blinked and awkwardly tucked the comforters around the young boy as he lay miserably on the couch. His eyes were slightly unfocused and his skin was flushed with fever. He could barely think clearly and he shivered despite his high body temperature.
"I think he's sick." Naruto said helpfully, balancing on his stomach on the arm of the couch.
The look Sasuke gave him wasn't as effective with glassy eyes and a runny nose.
"Hmm." Kakashi agreed and absently wondered which god he'd pissed off to have this happen to him. He wasn't made to handle sick children. That was Iruka's territory with all his teacherness. But Iruka was on a mission and Kakashi was not.
The jounin sighed. It was up to him to handle the situation.
Right. So what to do first? He mentally went through the brief medical training he was given as a squad leader. He should take Sasuke's temperature. Right? Right.
Nodding to himself he quietly told the boys to stay where they were before going to the bathroom to get the thermometer.
Upon his return he found Sasuke sprawled along the cushions asleep and Naruto poking his face.
"Stop that." He murmured, gently easing the thermometer into Sasuke's mouth and under his tongue. "Why don't you help me make some soup for when he wakes up? We can make ramen too while we're at it."
Naruto's face lit up and he ran off to the kitchen to get out the pots needed. Kakashi turned his attention back to Sasuke and took back the thermometer to read.
"102.9." he read. "Hmm. Tylenol? That's a fever reducer right?"
He wandered to the bathroom again to retrieve the bottle of medicine, going into the kitchen on his way back.
Naruto had already started making his ramen and was attempting to start on the soup. Catching a tipping pot, Kakashi scooped Naruto up and sat him on the counter, pushing the cooking material out danger of falling.
They made the soup together and Naruto was settled down at the table, a bowl of ramen set in front of him.
With Naruto busy digging in, Kakashi placed Sasuke's soup on a tray and went back into the living room. After nudging the Uchiha awake, he set the tray in his lap and urged him to eat. When he finished, Kakashi set two pills and a glass of water in front of him.
"Take these. They'll make you feel better." Kakashi said.
Sasuke moved sluggish eyes to Kakashi's and took them without a word; then slumped back over on the cushions.
"Go back to sleep, Sasuke." Kakashi murmured and, covering the already dozing boy with the blankets.
A few days later an amused Iruka came home to a healthy Sasuke and Naruto and a sniffly, sneezing Kakashi.
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