I would like to thank all the kind reviewers out there! I am so glad you like my story! Maybe it was because the word count was high! Anyway I hope to update once a week. I would also like to apologize to anyone (although it has not came up yet) who mat be offended by my description of someone with a mental illness. They are no laughing matter. I know. Anyway I hope you all enjoy the next chapter!

Chapter 2

"Who are you" the boy in front of her said. His jade eyes telling her he was suspicious of her while his face betrayed nothing. Sakura hastily stood from her kneeling position on the floor, trying to look collected but knowing she failed miserably. He smirked when she landed face first in his lap.

Blushing like mad she glanced up and noticed him scowling down at her. Once more trying to get up she grabbed the wall for support. Deciding to answer him before he decided to just kill her, she could tell he wanted to because his hand were flexing in his lap.

"Hello I am Haruno, Sakura I will be your new nurse!" She added a little pep and cheer to lighten the mood although it was slightly difficult in the cold dark cell. Noticing What she believed was an eyebrow raise but wasn't sure because he didn't have any she lost a little of her nerve.

Sakura backed towards the door in case he tried to attack her, she pulled out her keys and opened the door.

"Wait" Sakura turned and looked at him. "Whens lunch?" She didn't know.

"I'll go ask. Do you need anything else?" Receiving no answer she slipped out of the room and back into the hall.

Looking around the hall she was once again gagging at the stench. Note to self she thought grimly either by a face mask or make very few trips down here.

After arriving on the main floor again she headed in what she believed to be the direction of the kitchen. Luckily she was right.

"What can I do you for?" the cook said as he looked her over. Does every male flirt here? First the whack job guard and now the greasy cook? Swallowing her revulsion for the grubby man the painted a bright smile on her face.

"When is lunch ready, patient of mine is hungry."

"All the patients eat in the cafeteria."

"Even the ones down stairs?" Sakura had been on the distinct impression that those patients stayed downstairs. His pale face told her her assumptions was correct.

"you've got one of the down stairs patients? They are a scary bunch ain't they?" Sakura frowned remembering her brief conversation with Gaara. He seemed pleasant, intimidating but pleasant none the less. However most people didn't share her view on the patients downstairs. Confused and slightly amused over these so called professional antics, she decided to ask about her patient.

"So what is the deal with Gaara?" the man visibly blanched and reeled back. Honestly Sakura thought holding back a grimace these people could at least come up with something new. She waited for the man to recover then leaned in to hear the gossip. She didn't really think that thre was anything wrong with the red haired patient -aside from being creepy- but she wanted to know if there was any way to help the mysterious boy.

"Well the nurses I spoke to said that he killed his whole family when he was six years old. The hospital checked him in. Since then every nurse he had has died. He killed other patients for fun. No body goes near that guy unless they have to." he blew out a breath. "I feel very sorry for you."

Sakura was surprised. The files on the patient said nothing about these things. She straightened up from her leaning position on the grubby counter. Clearing her throat she said, "I'll have his Lunch please."

He handed her a plate macaroni and cheese with some jell o. On the side was a pill bottle and a sedative needle as well as an electric shock buzzer that guard use on prisoners. She examined the tray and gave him back the buzzer and needle. "I don't need these" She grabbed the tray, and, ignoring his warning left for the elevator.

After being cleared by the guard she went down the halls once more ignoring the rambling and come-ons of the inmates. Pausing at the door she knocked twice and unlocked the door.

"Hello Gaara! I've come back with your lunch!" Sakura smiled brightly at the stoic teen.

Gaara picked at the food while Sakura sat across from him. He finished his meal slowly. Sakura's legs cramped underneath her but she hesitated to slide them out. Once finished he picked up the paper cup containing the pills. "Blue this time," he muttered softly under his breath. Sakura watched in fascination as he smeared the pills across the wall where all the other pill remains where.

Sakura gathered up his dishes and walked quietly to the door picking the correct key on the key ring she slid it in the slot. "Thank you" she heard a small voice call from the corner.

"You're welcome" she locked the door and walked back into the light.