Hi there again. I know this was a fast update but I just had a new idea and couldn't stop writing until I got it down. So here is the result of that sudden inspiration, a monster chapter. Anyway enjoy the chapter and please rate and review.

Also, do you think the characters are OOC in this? I'm trying to stay as true to their characters as possible but it can be difficult at times.

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Recap of the previous chapter:

He made her feel so safe all the time and he had promised to never let her get hurt. She would be fine right? Then why was she still feeling so scared?


"Gaara, get away! Please get away." He had to run otherwise he was going to die. There was so much blood. She was covered in it. She didn't want to kill him but she knew if he stayed then she would.

"Please Gaara, listen to me." She begged him as she felt it happening again. His eyes widened in shock and then everything went black.

Sakura woke for the second time that morning, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know what was happening to her. She never got nightmares and even when she did, they never felt this real.

She'd never been that superstitious and although she wasn't going to start now, she couldn't help but wonder whether it was a sign.

Looking at the empty spot beside her, she saw that Gaara had left. He was probably in a meeting by now.

It amazed her how dedicated he was. He woke up extremely early and left the office late at night sometimes.

Well at least he used to before she came along.

He'd always been an intense individual who could focus on one thing for hours on end but she liked to think that she might have helped him mellow out a bit.

That being said, she still found herself forcefully dragging him out of the office, while he protested that he still had paperwork to finish. He'd eventually won and now she spent her nights helping him finish it before they went home together. He was so stubborn and a complete pain in the ass at times but he could be so sweet when he wanted to.

Well in his own little way.

He just had this habit of doing the most adorably awkward things without realising it. But she'd never tell him that because she enjoyed not being chased by sand tsunamis.

She still remembered the time he picked up a seed in the park at the insistence of Kankuro and gave it to her to plant in the garden. She had thought it was kind of sweet as she somewhat liked gardening. Three hours and a warning from the emergency room later, she'd found out that she was allergic to wasps and Temari had made Gaara swear to never take dating advice from Kankuro again.

She stood up and made her way to the bathroom. The pit of dread in her stomach hadn't left. She felt like she was going to be sick because she was so worried. This wasn't good at all. How was she supposed to focus at the hospital if she felt like this?

Stepping into the shower, she let the cool water run over her shoulders as she tried to calm herself down. There was no way that something was going to happen. She was just freaked out by the nightmares.

'Stop acting so scared.' She told herself, trying to think rationally.

'I'm just nervous about the inspection that's all. Some of the Council members are coming to review the new medics and I'm anxious about that. It's nothing to worry about. I trained them and I have faith in their abilities.'

She focused on her breathing and willed away the knot in her stomach. Slowly she felt herself calming down and she relaxed.

"I need to stop getting so worked up." She said to herself before stepping out of the shower.

"I'm a shinobi, not a civilian. Shinobi are supposed to keep their emotions in check."

As she wrapped a towel around her, she looked at the mirror and froze. There was someone behind her, watching her. Her heart stopped and she quickly turned around.

No one was there.

Spinning back around so she was facing the mirror, she noticed that the person hadn't moved at all. They were wearing a white cloak that covered most of their body and they had an ANBU style mask on.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She demanded, staring at the stranger, her eyes never leaving them.

The person didn't reply. Instead they unfolded their arms and moved closer to her. She tensed up, ready to attack if needed. At that distance she should have been able to feel some of their body heat but there was nothing. She wasn't able to sense anyone in the room with her either.

'This must be a genjutsu then.'

She brought her hands together and formed a seal.

"Kai." She said, closing her eyes and using her chakra to try to break the illusion.

"It's futile."

A voice rang out from behind her. She opened her eyes in shock and spun around, chakra flowing to her fists. The bathroom was empty. She reformed the seal and tried again.

"I told you, it's futile. Stop wasting your chakra. This isn't genjutsu so you can't break it."

She turned back around and saw that the man in the mirror was right behind her reflection now. One hand was raised and the other one was forming some kind of seal.

"What do you mean this isn't a genjutsu? No known ninjutsu can do this. Unless…" She paused as a smirk appeared on her face. "It's your kekkai genkai isn't it? It allows you to get into people's heads and show them things without them being able to break it. It's just like Ino's jutsu."

As she looked at the man, she saw his body tense and he stopped forming seals as he spoke.

"Very good. I must admit that I didn't expect anything less from the great Haruno Sakura. You're an excellent candidate after all."

Although she couldn't see his face, she could tell that he was smirking. Her temper began to flare, he was underestimating her! This asshole was irritating her and she fought back the urge to smash the mirror.

"An excellent candidate for what exactly? Who the hell are you?" She shouted angrily, clenching her fists.

"Temper, temper now little girl. Didn't you ever learn to respect your elders? Plus good things come to those who wait. Wouldn't you agree Sakura-chan?"

He was taunting her and trying to see how far he could push her. She bit back her reply and focused on calming herself down.

There was no way she was going to play into this patronising idiot's game. Her heart started to slow and she glared at him one last time before her face became neutral.

"Good control of your emotions as well. You're definitely the perfect person. Perfect chakra control, a strong body and taught by the Slug Princess Tsunade-hime herself. We finally found someone who might be compatible."

"Compatible for what? Stop playing mind games with me and tell me what you want." She spat out through gritted teeth.

How she would love to find this pervert and beat him senseless for being this dense. Sneaking up on her in the shower, and in the Kazekage's bedroom no less!

'He must have a death wish or something." She thought as she looked back at the mirror.

"I've said enough but just to make sure you don't go blabbing to your little boyfriend, consider this a parting gift."

As he spoke, he brought his hands together and made a seal she didn't recognise. He moved his hands forward and she felt them touch her back of her head.

"Get off of me!" She yelled as she struggled to move.

Looking down, she saw black lines beginning to form on her body, inhibiting her movement.

"You can't break this. I'm inside your head now and I have control. Horrible isn't it? Losing control over your own body."

He chuckled darkly before whispering to her. "I'm sure your boyfriend can relate to this though, right? I mean he is the monster that once housed Shukaku."

The man started to cackle as he continued. "He was compatible but don't worry, we need you more than him."

"Shut up!" She roared, using all of her chakra to try and move.

Screw not losing her temper. This bastard was going to die.

"You stay away from him and don't you ever speak about him like that! He's not a monster and it's people like you that make me sick!"

The man started to howl with laughter as her face contorted into a vicious glare. His laugh sounded sickly, a mix between a hacking cough and a gargling sound.

With every moment that passed, she found herself getting more and more livid. Her chakra flared dangerously and her lean form shook in fury.

"If you do ANYTHING to him, I will destroy you!" She snarled, managing to partially rupture the seal.

He formed more seals with his hands and her body went rigid. She felt herself being pushed out as his will took over. Her body started to form seals and a scorching pain began to inch up her spine, intensifying as it reached her forehead.

She was in agony. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks and onto the floor as the searing pain moved to her mouth as well. She tried to talk but she couldn't.

The pain was excruciating. She felt like she wanted to die.

Then all of a sudden, the pain abruptly stopped.

As she looked into the mirror, she saw that a seal had appeared on her forehead. When she opened her mouth, there was one on her tongue as well. The man had disappeared from the mirror, but she could still feel his chakra inside her body.

"This seal will restrain you and prevent you from revealing anything. If you try to tell anyone about this little encounter then the pain will return."

She shrieked as he formed a seal to show her what would happen. She was convulsing and it felt like someone was incinerating her insides. She had depleted her chakra and her muscles began to spasm from exhaustion .

"What… What-d-do y-you…want?" She panted, collapsing to the floor.

For a few moments the man didn't respond and Sakura wondered whether he had left. Then she heard his wheezing voice echo in her head.

"For you to be a good girl and behave. We need you to be strong so don't force us to use this. I must go now but we'll come for you soon, Haruno Sakura. Here's another parting gift so you don't forget about us."

The world started to spin and Sakura was sure that she was about to pass out. Then it stopped and she could make out faint noises in the background. There were explosions and the sound of metal against metal. War cries and the sounds of battle rang in her ears. She wondered what was happening.

She was slightly delirious from the previous torture and could hardly focus. A bloodcurdling scream jolted her from her daze.

Tears filled her eyes as she heard another scream. This was horrendous.

Why were they making her hear this?

What did this help them achieve?

As a medic, she had seen the appalling aspects of war before. People's dying moans and whispered good-byes to loved ones. War was a harrowing experience, one that she knew all too well.

She knew that they were trying to intimidate her, she just didn't understand why.

They needed her because she was compatible, something to do with her perfect chakra control and being strong enough.

She also knew that they would come for her, most likely soon.

That would explain the seal. It was to isolate her and to prevent anyone from trying to rescue her. So they needed her unharmed and alive and they couldn't risk anyone else getting involved.

'Think Sakura, think.' She thought to herself as her mind tried to come up with different possibilities.

They were strong. The man who had restrained her had proved that.

So who were they afraid of?

She was stronger than most of the ninja in Suna and she wasn't close many of the other powerful ninja in Suna. That could only leave one person they were afraid of.

"Gaara."

So that's why they put the seal on her. It was no secret that she was the Kazekage's girlfriend and that he was extremely protective of her as a result. It was more of a secret but still a quite well-known one that she was only here on a short mission lasting 3 days. She wasn't ready to settle down and she didn't want to give up her life as a kunoichi of Konoha just yet.

When she had told Gaara that, he'd been annoyed but he had respected her wishes. She still went to Suna on many missions to see him so they managed to make it work.

She knew that eventually she would move to Suna but she was still too young to get married. She was only 19 after all!

They were trying to prevent her from telling the one person who was strong enough to take them down.

If they knew that though, then why didn't they put the seal on her while she was travelling to Suna or while she was in Konoha?

The only reasons she could think of were that they most likely had a spy in Suna and they were desperate. They had to be planning to do something soon and that was why they'd made such a risky move. They were also confident enough in their sealing abilities to assume she wouldn't be able to break it.

She heard someone banging on the door and she realised she was still in a towel.

Damn it, how long had she been stuck in here for?

Shit! The inspection was today and she had to be at the hospital!

"Give me a second!" She called out as she rushed around the room, changing into her clothes as fast as she could.

"Oi Sakura, what the hell have you been doing in there? Is my brother that good in bed that he temporarily erased your memory or something? Aren't you supposed to be at the hospital for the inspection?" Kankuro hollered from outside the door.

Sakura grit her teeth and resisted the urge to open the door and sending him flying through the wall.

"Kankuro, I swear if you start talking about mine and Gaara's sex life again I will hit you so far into the ground they won't find your body for 20 years!"

Kankuro gulped. Before she'd come to Suna, he'd heard rumours about her infamous temper and since then he'd been on the receiving end of it more than a few times.

He thought back when Sakura caught him spying on some of the girls in the hot spring. He wasn't able to walk for a few days afterward and his ribs were sore for weeks. He unconsciously gripped the side of his chest and shuddered. He really should've kept his mouth shut.

The door opened and Sakura emerged, looking extremely frustrated. He'd been about to say something about her looking like a pink drowned rat but the look she gave him shut him up immediately.

Why, out of all the girls in the world, did his brother have to pick the hot-headed one with monstrous strength?

"So what's put you in such a pleasant mood today?" He asked sarcastically, hoping he hadn't overstepped the line.

"Why do you think I'm in a bad mood?" replied Sakura, clenching her fists even tighter than before.

"Because you look like you're about to throw someone through a window, you're late for your shift at the hospital, something we usually have to drag you away from at night and you're glaring at people more than Gaara used to when he was a psychotic 12-year-old."

She stopped for a second and looked like she was waging a war with herself inside her head. Whatever it was, it was probably big. She looked angry about something but he could see the fear hidden in her eyes.

"If you don't want to tell me then at least tell Gaara about it. I know how he likes to know if something's bothering you."

For a while, they walked in silence. Sakura kept her eyes trained on the ground and tried to stop herself from getting nervous. She didn't want to let what the man said get to her, but she was getting more frightened with every step she took.

If they had a spy then would they be watching her? Who was it?

It could be someone at the hospital though she doubted it. She hadn't noticed any strange behaviour from anyone there.

Someone close to Gaara maybe?

It would be convenient to have a spy close to the Kazekage. They could keep an eye on her under the guise of trying to look out for her and Gaara wouldn't suspect anything. Though God help anyone who betrayed Gaara and tried to hurt her. That person would probably be crushed by sand before they even had a chance to protest if Gaara found out who it was.

'It could be one of the advisors.' She thought to herself as she tried to figure out who it could be.

Although she'd saved the Kazekage's life, there were still those who thought that Gaara was a monster. There were also those who hated her for stealing the heart of their beloved Kazekage away from the girls of Suna. To them she was a foreigner, an outsider who had no right to be with him.

All the advisors had been checked out though. They had passed all the extensive background checks by Kankuro and Temari that were done after Yuura had been discovered to be an Akatsuki spy.

All of the Council members had been subjected to a memory search to check for any seals and if anything had been found, they would have been tortured and executed for treason.

They arrived at the hospital quite quickly without Sakura noticing any of the concerned looks that Kankuro had been throwing her way. He knew from her body language that something was really bothering her and he debated whether to tell Gaara or not.

On one hand, they could have gotten into a fight and he wasn't in the mood to step into the middle of that.

On the other hand, Sakura was clearly very upset by it and judging from the way she'd been trying to conceal her thoughts from him this entire time, it was unlikely that she would tell Gaara of her own accord.

He made up his mind. He would go see Gaara and find out if they had gotten into a fight. If he seemed calm enough then he'd broach the topic with him.

"See you later Sakura. Have fun with the Council members sticking their noses into everything." He grinned at her as her expression turned sour.

"Thanks. If all of them are alive at the end of the day then I think it'll be an achievement." She deadpanned before turning to enter the hospital.

'Ahh the Council,' Kankuro thought as he made his way to his brother's office.

Many a time he'd had to hold back the urge to lock several of them in Karasu and throw them out of the building. Council meetings were always interesting.

Usually it started out fairly civil but by the end of it, several Council members would be bickering amongst themselves while he and Temari suppressed the desire to punch all of them. It generally ended when Gaara said silence and everyone in the room went quiet.

Although his baby brother was no longer a deranged, murdering psychopath, his reputation still stuck with him and when he told people to be quiet, they listened.

He certainly knew how to command a room. His temper had mellowed out a lot and he had near infinite patience with some things but even the Council annoyed him on occasion. He just had this air of authority around him which demanded people to listen.

As he reached the office, he knocked on the door twice and waited until Gaara called for him to come in. He used to just knock and walk in but that had led to a few… unfortunate incidents where he had walked in on Gaara and Sakura making out with each other on the desk.

After Sakura had thrown several things at him and Gaara's sand had began to swirl around the office, he'd finally got the hint and left. Now he always remembered to knock before entering and even though he knew Sakura wasn't in there, he waited outside out of habit.

"Enter." A raspy voice called out.

He entered the office and saw Gaara reading through several scrolls on the desk in front of him. He glanced up from his scroll and upon seeing Kankuro, raised his brow quizzically, asking him why he was here. Usually he would be found chatting up the women of Suna and he hardly ever paid casual visits to him in his office unless he had to something to talk about.

"What is it Kankuro? I assume you did not just come here to idly stand by the door."

"No I didn't. I was actually wondering…." He trailed off for a second, trying to find the correct way to word his question.

Gaara glanced up from the scroll he had been reading to look at his brother.

It was unlike Kankuro to hesitate before speaking to him. They were close as brothers and as a result he usually just spoke whatever was on his mind. This had to be something serious.

"Yes." Gaara replied, turning his full attention to Kankuro. "What is wrong?"

"Well… I was just wondering, errr… Have you and Sakura been in a fight by any chance?" His brother's eyes flitted across the room before returning to him.

At the mention of Sakura, Gaara's eyes changed and it was obviously that he was extremely interested in where the conversation was going. Gaara's eyes narrowed slightly before he responded.

"No, we have not. Why would you think that?"

"Well…" Kankuro paused again before speaking. "It's just that she seemed really upset earlier. I didn't see her at breakfast so I thought she'd already left for the hospital because of the inspection today but when I went there, Chiyoko-chan said that she hadn't turned up yet."

"That is strange," replied Gaara.

Usually Sakura would arrive at the hospital early and he would have to go and bring her back home as she would still be working late at night. Sometimes she worked herself too hard and ended up fainting. It worried him that she pushed her limits so much but he could understand her dedication and respected her for it.

"Yeah it is. When I went to your room to see if she was there, I heard her rushing around in a mad panic. When she came out, she looked absolutely terrified. It was like she had seen a ghost or something."

Kankuro stopped and looked at Gaara. His brow was furrowed and he looked like he was thinking hard about something.

"I took her to the hospital but she didn't speak the entire time she was walking with me. I mean usually she would at least make eye contact a few times if she was in a bad mood but there was nothing. She just kept trembling and looking down."

Gaara looked back at Kankuro when he'd stopped speaking.

Why was Sakura so frightened?

He'd told her not to worry and she'd seemed fine when he left. She'd been sleeping peacefully with a small smile on her face.

Was it another nightmare?

She'd seemed nervous when she woke up but she hadn't displayed any signs of having another nightmare before he'd left. She hadn't been sweating and her face showed no signs of worry.

She rarely ever got frightened like that as well. Something else must have happened to spook her so much. He felt himself becoming concerned over her being so distressed.

After he had finished some of his work, he would visit her and find out what was wrong. He just had a feeling that she wouldn't give up the information easily. He was also concerned with the nagging feeling that he'd felt this morning as well but he hadn't mentioned it to Sakura to prevent her from worrying.

"Thank you for informing me Kankuro. I will visit the hospital later and find out what is wrong. Also... I have a mission for you." He held out a small scroll with a seal tag on it, waiting for Kankuro to take it.

As Kankuro took the scroll, he inspected the seal on it. There was a swirl mark on the corner of it. He wondered where he had seen it before. As it dawned on him, he froze in horror. He turned to look at his brother who looked as though he had come to the same conclusion as he had.

"Gaara, this seal. There's only one person in Suna that uses seals like these. But it's not possible…. Weren't they found-?"

"Yes." He said, cutting him off. "Some scouts discovered them in the middle of the desert. From the reports sent back, it appears they were hacked to pieces."

He stopped and waited for the information to sink in.

"That scroll was found in the hands of the leader. I would like you to take a squad and investigate the area near where they were found."

"Ok Gaara, I'll have a squad ready to leave in 30 minutes."

Kankuro opened the door to leave but stopped when he heard Gaara clearing his throat.

"Kankuro." He said gravely, waiting until his brother turned around before continuing. "If you encounter any enemies, you are not to engage them."

Kankuro opened his mouth to protest but Gaara sent him a look that made him close it again.

"That is an order. We have no information on the attackers and running headfirst into battle will cause needless injuries."

Kankuro couldn't help but smile as his brother said that. In his own way, he was trying to tell him to be careful on this mission. It was obvious that the recent attacks on the border guards were making Gaara anxious as well.

That was to be expected though. They had lost 3 four-man squads in the last was troubling to think that these could be deliberate attacks that could threaten Suna.

"Ok Gaara. I'll be careful alright? Though I must admit that it's nice to know that my brother loves me so much that he wants me to be careful on this mission." He teased, swiftly shutting the door and narrowly avoiding the tendril of sand that collided with it seconds after.

It was nice that he was able to joke with his brother like this now. If he'd said that around the time of the Chuunin exams, he would have been crushed before finishing that sentence.

He walked down the corridor, trying to put together a team in his head. If he was free, he would definitely pick Baki to come along. He was one of the few people who the Sand siblings trusted with their lives.

When they had first been told that the three of them would have to work together, he'd been uneasy about being on a team with Gaara. Even if he was his brother, he was still an unstable 12-year-old with a penchant for murdering anyone who looked at him the wrong way.

Then again he hadn't exactly been thrilled to be on the same team as Temari either. Although they loved each other and looked out for each other as siblings, Temari was still a headstrong young woman with extremely violent tendencies that Kankuro was usually on the end of.

He briefly entertained the notion that maybe that was why Sakura and Temari got along so well. They probably bonded over their shared interest in violence against the male population and swapped different ideas on how to punish him for his perverted ways.

He wasn't that perverted though...

Yes so maybe he enjoyed the company of several different ladies at once and maybe he made it a habit to try and spy on the girls in the hot springs. A habit which, once Temari and Sakura had found out about, was now done in utmost secrecy to prevent any more near-death encounters with the two enraged kunoichi.

However he wasn't actually that bad.

Sure on the outside, it seemed like he was a massive player who was only interested in casual flings but in reality, he just hadn't found a girl he had really connected with yet. He found girls attractive but it was more for the sex than anything else.

Though he had to admit, he did have a sort of soft spot for that cute nurse Chiyoko in Suna hospital.

Not that he'd ever say anything to her about it though. If Sakura found out, she would probably beat him and threaten him to make sure he never toyed with her heart. She was a sweet girl and deserved someone who wouldn't mess around with her.

He wouldn't dream of doing it, but his reputation as a ladies man was well-known across Suna and he wasn't sure whether she would be interested in him because of that. She seemed like the kind of girl who would go for one of those shy, sensitive types.


Back in Suna hospital, Sakura was finding it difficult to concentrate. As soon as she'd gone in, all hell had broken loose. The Council members had stuck their noses into everything, disrupting check-ups and surgeries alike. A constant stream of people had been coming to her with problems for the past 2 hours.

She swore that the next Council member that came into her operating theatre demanding her attention that instant was going to find themselves' checking into the hospital instead of inspecting it.

How did Gaara deal with them?

She could hardly stand being around them for a few hours and he had to deal with them every day. Then again, he did have the patience of a saint. Well, mostly.

Even though she'd been overwhelmed by the amount of patients that day and shouldn't have had time to think about anything else, she still found her mind wandering back to the encounter in the bathroom. It scared her to think that now they could control her whenever they liked.

What if they decided to activate it during a surgery? There was no way she would be able to finish a surgery in that kind of pain.

The amount of new patients being admitted was worrying her as well. It was like all the casualties had doubled overnight. Most of them were presenting with similar symptoms as well. From what they had gathered, it seemed to be a kind of nerve toxin that paralysed parts of the body.

So far no one had been fatally injured, which was strange for a poison like this. Nerve poisons were usually fast acting and generally didn't discriminate between what they paralysed. Often a victim would die from their heart stopping or from not being able to breathe as the nerve impulses from the brain were blocked.

"What kind of poison can pick which part of the body it affects? It's almost as if it's being…" She said out loud, trailing off as it dawned on her.

This wasn't a poison.

She hadn't investigated it herself yet but all the reports from the other medics had pointed towards it being a poison. When she'd taken a closer look at the reports, little things didn't seem to add up but she could see how someone could overlook them in favour of a simpler explanation.

The way the paralysis was affecting everyone was very similar to the seal that the man had put on her earlier.

So if it wasn't a poison, then it had to be the man's chakra. But how was he affecting so many people at once? He would need to have a huge amount of chakra to affect this many people, comparable to a tailed beast. There was no way he had a bijuu.

'That's impossible. The bijuu were sealed away in that statue. There's no way they could have found that.' She thought to herself, silently hoping that what she thought wasn't true.

After the war was over, it was decided that the remaining bijuu would be kept in the statue and hidden away to prevent others from using it. No one, apart from a few select individuals from a neutral country, had any idea where it was. Naruto and Killer-Bee had protested but after consulting with the Bijuu, they'd changed their minds.

Those individuals hadn't been named but she knew they were from the Land of Rice. Although it was a small country, the sealing jutsu from the Land of Rice was incredibly strong. It had been compared to the sealing jutsu of the Uzumaki clan. Everyone had trusted that those select ninja would be able to defend the statue and stop it from ever being used to resurrect the Juubi again.

A knock on the door made her jump from her seat as she called for the person to come in. Chiyoko walked through the door, her long black hair tied up in a messy bun while her bangs framed the sides of her face.

'She looks completely exhausted,' thought Sakura, as she got up to help her carry a few stacks of paperwork that looked like they were about to fall.

"Thank you Sakura. Stacks of paperwork always look lighter than they actually are." giggled Chiyoko as she placed the remaining stacks on the desk.

"So what's up Sakura? It's unlike you to be late to the hospital."

Sakura looked away for a moment. Should she tell Chiyoko or not?

If she did then it would mean she would be able to tell Gaara as well and the man's threat wouldn't have been serious. If she didn't then she would just have to figure this out by herself.

As she was about to open her mouth, she stopped and her eyes widened in shock. She felt a horrific pounding in her head and it felt like she was being stabbed in the gut. She closed her mouth and gripped the table to prevent her from toppling over.

"Sakura are you okay?" Chiyoko called out, rushing over to her and trying to figure out what was wrong.

Sakura pushed her away and tried to regain her balance. As she did she looked up and saw the look of hurt that crossed her face before being buried. She felt bad but she was in no mood to explain anything. The man's threat had been real. She was alone in this and it was safer for everyone if it stayed that way.

"Sorry. I'm fine. Just a little dizzy. I think I should have had some breakfast this morning. I just rushed out instead."

She put on her best fake smile and hoped that it would fool her. From the look on Chiyoko's face, it seemed like she bought it. She felt her arm link with hers as she pulled her out the door.

"We're going to get you some food then. It's dangerous for you to be working on patients if you don't feel 100% you know." Chiyoko scolded as she tried to give her a disapproving look.

Sakura suppressed a smile. Chiyoko's disapproving look had turned into a sort of pout. Allowing herself to be led to the canteen by Chiyoko, she wondered what would happen next.

All of these things were pointing to something but she didn't know what it was. Just what were these people planning?


And that's it :) 6000 words and it's finally done. Thank you for reading it and please don't forget to review :)