“no, no, no . . .” those were the only words that kakashi managed to choke out before another pair of coughs made its way up his throat. the dust from the sudden impact of a jutsu attack filled his lungs and eyes—his sharingan being the only thing actually helping him find you—his beloved student. kakashi yelled out your name with desperation in his voice, sharingan scanning his surroundings in the hope of catching on to your chakra.