Broken-Part 3

-I’m... exhausted... Sakura whispered. Can you... do a... little effort too... Kakashi-Sensei?
Since two nights she was trying to heal her Sensei. Visible AND invisible wounds. A few of his internal organs were damaged, probably because of some violent kicks received.
All Sakura has succeeded to do was to remove him his breathing mask. He wouldn’t need it anymore. She hasn’t looked at his face, thinking that she would prefer seeing it after some arguing and verbal fighting. He was just wearing his normal mask.
-I can’t do it, Sensei... Sakura murmured with sobs in the voice. Again, I’ll stand there and watch other save someone I love. Again... I’m useless... again...
Her tears fell on the bed, making dark spot on the blanket. She took the hand of her former Sensei and lowered her head, still crying all tears she had.
-Useless... So useless... The medic groaned.
Suddenly, she felt the hand of Kakashi moving in hers. It weakly pressed hers, and a hoarse voice that she never thought to hear again whispered softly:
-It’s been... a while since I... saw you cry for the... last time, Sakura...
The pink-haired woman abruptly raised her head and looked at her sensei like she never knew him.
-Ka... Kakashi... Sensei! She said.
Tears flowed again, but it was joy tears. She bended over her sensei, hugging him with all her strength.
-Sakura you... hurt... me... Kakashi murmured.