thusia | (no subject)

[yeeeeeeah, definitely feels that. WHERE IS YOUR BED leading you to that]

What, can't multitask?

[futon. in the livingroom area]

I'm an elite ninja. I can do more multitasking than your brain's capable.

[. . . when everything's not. trying to spin]

And I'm a King, big fucking deal. You can't even walk and talk at the same time right now.

[ONTO THE FUTON YOU GO]

I'm walking and talking now.

[except no, he's kind of sit-flopping, sitting on the futon and pausing for a moment before working to get the flak jacket-vest thing off]

[crouches down, arms resting loose over his knees, watching]

And doing a great job of it.

[putting jacket aside, book on top. sits for a moment, almost like he's getting his bearings again from all the movement. then working on boots--

no. no, wait. it is really uncomfortable now. headband coming off instead.

suddenly, it's a bit easier to see that his face has been getting flushed and sweat is starting to gather on his brow]

I can take care of myself...

Sure you can. Give me that.

[hand out for the headband]

[blinks at hand.

handing over the headband

left eye remaining closed the whole while]

[looks it over in his hand for a moment, then gets up and disappears for a bit.

Comes back, shoves Kakashi to lay down, and drapes it over his eyes - it's a little wet, but cool]

Idiot.

[shoved into laying down with a bit of a protest but going still when the cloth's over his eyes. hand goes up to touch but not remove it...

just takes the moment to breathe and get the world to stop feeling like its doing a marathon race around him]

[there's some shifting as he takes off one of his gloves, and a cool hand presses against his cheek]

You're burning up. Poison?

[kind of flinches away from the touch--possibly more out of habit than anything else, it being so close to his mask]

... not from a hunt?

[not touching the mask, you weirdo]

. . . then from what.

[do you KNOW how often Team 7's tried to pull this thing off?]

...

[keeping silent because this is the wise thing to do]

. . .

[jabs a few fingers into his side :|] Kakashi.

[twitches and winces and exhales]

T...

T? The god?

[just nods--but stops that suddenly because not a good thing]

. . . you're such an idiot.

Better me than someone else...

That's why I'm fine. The gods don't want us dead.

The fuck kind of logic is that?! So the gods don't want us dead, that makes it okay for 'em to poison us?! Fuck that.

Asshole, I should ream your ass out - [a pause] Or get Obito to do it, since I don't think I'll get through that thick fucking skull of yours.

This is the second time - the second time I've had to take care of you. BECAUSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT.

[... pushes the cloth up away from his right eye]

I. Did not ask. For your help.

If you have a problem with taking care of idiots... don't push yourself to volunteer needlessly. Like I said, the gods don't want us dead, so it's not like I'll die from it.

Which is more than you can say with your habit of hunting on your own.

[man, you are just the right outlet for some of that suppressed anger he has. Grabbing the front of his shirt and tugging him up, so they're face to face. His voice is low, almost a growl]

At least I'm discreet about my fucking death wish. The only reason I'm volunteering is because of Obito - you're important to him, no matter how much he does or doesn't remember about you, which means by proxy you're my fucking responsibility. And don't even try to argue that with me, 'cuz I got no mercy for idiots who purposely poison themselves. I'll kick your ass right here if I have to.

[has to close his eye for a moment because of all the head-rushing movement, but slowly, carefully opening eye to stare back at him, tone flat]

I don't know why I have to keep saying this, but I'm not looking to die.

Then stop acting like you are.

[lets go]