Jealous!

"Stupid, stupid, stupid stupid!"

Matsuri ran to the training field. She was late again; the festival of yesterday finished really too late.

"Please, Gaara-sensei, don't be there already, please make that he isn't there yet..."

When she arrived at the entry, she tripped and felt badly on the ground. She yelled out of pain.

"Sh--!"

"You shouldn't speak like that." replied a calm voice from behind her.

She looked behind her and saw her sensei. He seemed to be tired too, even if he acted not to be it.

He crouched down.

"Let me see."

"W-What?"

"Your ankle."

And before she could answer, he had taken her foot and took her shoe off. Her ankle was red and began to swallow.

"That's not nice to see. I'm taking you too the hospital."

"No! I'm..."

"I'm taking you too the hospital. I it got worse, I wouldn't forgive myself."

He took her in his arms, in the bridal style. Matsuri was red of embarrassment and pleasure.

Gaara-sama...Is carrying me...in his arms!

In the hospital, the diagnostic was simple: broken ankle. Once the doctor was outside, she began to groan at herself:

"Great! You go too late home, after staying too long with Ryoku at the festival, doesn't sleep enough, runs to be in time and trips. And now, thanks to yourself, you're stuck with three months with a plaster."

"Don't blame yourself. It can always happen. Kakuro had a broken wrist because he slipped in the stairs...About who were you talking?"

"Huh?"

"That guy with who you went to the festival."

"Oh, you mean Ryoku! He's a little boy that lives next to me with his parents. His mother was sick and his father on a mission, so I took him to the party. That's all."

"Ah."

Gaara looked away. Matsuri didn't believe it. He was actually jealous!


I'm back! Donno where the idea for this one came from...It just came out of my fingertips...Hope you like it!

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