Iruka POV
You really should be awake at this point. Or so I gather from Sakura's mutterings. How long is one supposed to be unconscious after nearly dieing? Is there some sort of etiquette about this sort of thing? Is it hidden somewhere in the Emily Post book of manners?
I really must get myself a copy.
Maybe the fifth or sixth cup of coffee was a mistake.
Am I allowed to giggle at this point? I'm at the sickbed of a man I barely know, and have been here for…
How long have I been here for?
By the stubble on my chinny-chin-chin, it should be tomorrow. Or today, but it's the tomorrow of yesterday, so…
The coffee was definitely a mistake.
It was kind of the bastard jounin to nearly die on a Friday night. I don't think I can teach at this point.
Naruto should keel over any second now. Kyuubi or not, between his training and the lack of sleep, fatigue should be wearing him down.
Why does fatigue give you a headache? It's like having a fuzzy sort of hangover. Or maybe it's the caffeine from the coffee that gives the headache.
Fatigue…I sound like a mission report.
"My Eternal Rival! I, the Beautiful Green Beast of Konoha has come to Encourage you in the Winter of Illness!"
...Well, shit.
Damn bastard jounin. You get to sleep through this.
"Gai, can you please stop shouting? This is a hospital." I didn't know Sakura could glare like that. It cuts right through the shiny.
Unfortunately, Gai is not at all perturbed at having his Shield of Youthful Light© dispersed.
"I have Come from my home of Restful Solitude to be here, in the Cavern of Icy Sickness and Unyouthful Stillness." Cue sparkle fest.
I do believe this is my cue to leave. I'm sure you, of all people, understand.
Crack!…I didn't know Gai's jaw could actually break from a single punch.
Awyr here. I couldn't resist putting Gai in there.