Falling for my Sensei ?? Kakashi Hatake x OC

I Would Do Anything

"Mhm, we leave tomorrow? The day after t-tomorrow? I can't freaking remember."

She throws her hands up in the air and slams them back down on the table.

I feel my panic start to set in as I realize what the fuck she's admitting to me right now.

Kakashi got the Hidan mission. 

It all makes sense now. Why it felt like he was off today.

I quickly stand up from the stool, nearly knocking the table over. I glance at Hinata and Temari who both look like they have no idea whats going on.

"Are you guys sober enough to take care of her?" My voice is stern as I speak to them. It in no way reflects the way I feel.

I try to absorb the information that Sakura just gave me. 

Kakashi. Mission. Hidan.

I grab the table, trying to steady my wobbly legs. I feel the cold sweat on the back of my neck as I try to control my breathing.

Temari nods her head.

"We're good. Are you okay?"

Before she can even get the rest of her sentence out, I've whipped around and headed for the exit of the bar.

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I slam open the door to the apartment and walk straight for the office.

He lied to me. I can't believe he lied to me.

I know he was probably told to. But, fuck. I don't know what the fuck to think right now.

I just have to find that scroll.

I open the door and flip on the light. "Where is it? Where the fuck is it?"

I dig through all the scrolls and piles of paper we have on the top of the desk. Finding nothing.

I empty the desk drawers onto the floor, opening and reading every damn paper I can find.

"Fucking nothing." 

Maybe it really was just some drunken nonsense from Sakura.

I look down at the last drawer that has that fucking lock on it, taunting me.

"Fuck this."

I kick my foot at the drawer several times with all of my strength, until I hear the wood split.

I reach into the drawer. Thinking back to the night he put a bunch of papers in here, so that I couldn't read them.

I shuffle through them. Reading the words scribbled out on the pages.

Mission reports. Tons of them. Written by Sasuke.

About Hidan. This whole time.

Everything finally starts to make sense. I think back to the argument we had on the night before my birthday.

He knew. This is what he's been worried about.

I wipe at the angry tears that fall onto my cheek as I continue to flip through the reports.

I check the bottom of the drawer but the mission scroll isn't in here.