Foot steps echoed through the room.
He looked up and saw the blade come down.
He tried to dodge.
The sharp edge grazed his shoulder.
He let out a cry and fell to the gorund.
His attacker turned to leave.
She was stopped by two ninja.
She raised her sword.
The enemy ninja raised their own weapons.
She brought the blade down.
Right through her heart.
Her mission was complete.
She had poisened the Kazekage.
Gaara sat at his desk flipping through paperwork.
A knock sounded at the door.
"Come in." he called.
Kankuro and Temari walked in.
"The results are in." muttered Kankuro.
Gaara narrowed his eyes, "Well? Am I infected or not?"
His siblings were silent.
"Am I?"
Kankuro gulped, "Yeah. You are."
Gaara sighed. "Not good, not good at all."
Temari dropped a folder on his desk. "Konoha had a file on the poison and were happy to let us borrow it. It turns out that the ninja dog, Akamaru I believe, was infected with the same stuff."
"What happened to him?"
Kankuro took his turn to speak. "He got kind of aggressive, than transformed into a beastly version of himself."
"Do you have any idea of how long it took?"
"About three days."
"Three days? I'll have to make the most of it."
"Doing what?"
Gaara tapped his fingers on the desk. "Well, I have a lot of paperwork to get done…"
Temari slammed her fist down in front of Gaara. "You've been infected with a deadly poison and all you can think about is paperwork? Whats wrong with you!?"
Gaara rose from his seat and walked over to his sister. He put a hand on her shoulder. "Temari. I know you're worried, but as Kazekage I have things to do and I can't let this get the way!"
Temari nodded. "Yes sir."
Matsuri walked through the door. "Sorry to break the hallmark moment, but the medical labs got some bad news."
Gaara crossed his arms over his chest and nodded, "Let's hear it; it can't be much worse than being infected with poison that's slowly going to change me into a monster."
Matsuri bit her lip, "well…"
Kankuro growled. "Ugh! What is it!?"
Matsuri began speaking franticly, "The medical team here couldn't figure the cure out, so they sent a message to Konoha asking for help, but Konoha couldn't find the recorded cure, so basically you're doomed."
Gaara twitched, "C-cureless?"
Matsuri nodded slowly.
Gaara stomped in circles. "Great! Just great! Of all the people, why me? It could've been a random background character that nobody cares about, but it's me! Of all the people in the village of Sunagakure, it had to be the Kazekage!"
Kankuro leaned over to Temari.
"That's the aggression kicking in." he whispered.
Temari sweat dropped.
When he had finished ranting, Gaara clutched his head and groaned.
Everyone in the office turned and looked at him.
He stomped out of the room, still clutching his head.
"I'm going to bed."
Kankuro, Temari and Matsuri exchanged concerned looks.
Temari put a hand on her hip. "So, he's got three days?"
Kankuro nodded with a frown, "Sadly, yes. The thing is, Akamaru was a dog, so the poison could affect Gaara in a completely different way. It took three days for the substance to fill the dog's body, as for Gaara it could take two or four or even a week! We just don't know."
Kankuro walked down the hall to his brother's room.
He opened the door and peeked inside.
Gaara was fast asleep in bed.
Kankuro let out a sigh of pure relief.
Without warning Gaara began thrashing violently.
Kankuro ran to the bedside.
"Gaara!"
He grabbed his brother by the shoulder and began to shake him.
"Wake up!"
Gaara's eyes flew open, the Kazekage raised and arm.
Sand surrounded them.
He blinked until his vision cleared. When he saw Kankuro, he frowned.
"Oh, Kankuro. It's only you."
Kankuro sat on the foot on the bed.
"Only me? Never mind! Would you care to tell me why you were getting so…"
Gaara cut him off. "It was only a nightmare, nothing more."
Kankuro frowned, "You sure?"
Gaara nodded. "Positive, now, go!"
Kankuro made his way to the door.
"If you need anything, come and get Temari or me."
Why am I telling him that? He's fifteen, in fact, he's the Kazekage! Kanky, you have way too much brotherly instinct.
Gaara's eyes slowly opened.
He had expected himself to be on his bed. He wasn't. He was on the thing that he had least expected. The roof.
How'd I get up here?
He slowly inched down the side, and swung over the edge. He lowered himself down to the window, and jumped through.
He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
Matsuri strolled out of the bathroom, wearing a towel.
She saw him.
"Ah! What are you doing in my room!?" she shrieked.
Gaara covered his eyes.
"It's not what it looks like!"
She began pushing him to the door.
"Get out!"
Gaara, whose hands were covering his eyes, allowed her to lead him out.
She slammed the door behind him.
The Kazekage closed his eyes.
This is going to be a very bad day.
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This is a fic I randomly thought of, but I'll continue 'cause i'm cool like that.
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