Disclaimer: -..- I don't own my Gaa-chan. I makes me soo sad. Oh well. :3
A/N: Oh wow. Another long wait. Sorry. I hope you will forgive me if I give you this chapter. :3 Enjoy my fangirls and fanboys.
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"You slept with your patient?!" Itachi raged, slamming his fist on his desk in obvious anger.
"Technically, yes,"
"What do you mean by 'technically'?"
"He slept in my bed but we did not have sex," Sasuke hissed, raising a brow at this intention. "Like I would seriously risk getting fired?" Sasuke grumbled, his eyes darting away quickly. Actually. . . Sasuke would've risked his job to have sex with Gaara. In fact, he'd risk his job to just kiss the boy.
Itachi sighed in annoyance and slammed his fist on the desk once more. "Sasuke!"
"Huhwha?" Sasuke turned his gaze to face his brother. "
Itachi shook his head softly, sighing. "Sasuke . . . I've moving patient Kaze to a new therapist. I don't want a patient violated because of yours or his raging hormones," Itachi hissed.
With wide eyes, Sasuke leaned forward and gripped the table with pale hands. "You can't do that!"
"Oh yes I can. We'll give Kaze a week with the new therapist. If he shows signs of progress, he stays,"
"A-and if he doesn't?"
"If Kaze shows signs of disobedience, failure to co-operate. . .he'll be sent back to you," Itachi stated rather calmly.
Sasuke held his grip on as he starred blankly at Itachi. "When?"
"When what?"
"When are you moving him?!" Sasuke raged, pushing his body away from Itachi's desk.
His brother shrugged softly. "Probably today," and with that he leaned into his intercom, pressing the talk button. "Nurse Judie?"
'Sir?'
"Please bring patient Kaze into my office. ASAP,"
'Yessir. Right away sir,'
"Thank you Nurse Judie," Itachi turned his gaze towards his younger brother with a small smirk upon his face. "You get the joys of telling him," he chuckled at this when Sasuke let out a small disappointed sigh.
Standing up and grabbing his glasses off the desk, he set them in his front pocket. "Fine,"
A couple of moments passed by and they seemed to drag on like hours. . . days. That is, until a thundering crash could be heard from outside the room and the brothers fought to get to the door first. Sasuke succeeded to pull open the door and there was Gaara on the floor, wrapped in a straight jacket and next to a tipped over medical cart and 2 nurses who were crying pathetically. "Gaara-kun. . ." he whispered slumping next to the boy and gripping one of his shoulders lightly.
"H-he attacked u-us!" one of them cried as Itachi helped them up carefully.
"I did not!" Gaara screamed, shaking his head and thrashing about fiercely. "You tried to inject me with something!" he looked up at Sasuke for a moment the glared at the nurses.
Itachi sighed in annoyance and turned to Sasuke quickly. "Well? You going to tell him or what?" he asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Privately? Yes. Publicly? No," and with those words, Sasuke helped Gaara to his feet and glared sharply at his older brother. "I'll tell him in your office," he grumbled.
"Tell me what?" Gaara struggled to turn and face Sasuke with obvious confusion. Sasuke mumbled something incoherent and pulled Gaara into the office with him, locking the door quickly.
"Let me explain," Sasuke started, sighing softly.
"Explain what?!"
"Gaara-kun. . .Itachi is making you switch therapists," he paused to look at Gaara's face. Only to see the shocked and pale face of his love. Oh how painful this was. "But! But only for a short while. He says if you don't work well with the new therapist, you come back to me," his eyes fell as he spoke and he moved to free Gaara from the killer hold of the straight jacket.
The boy's eyes remained wide as he starred blankly at Sasuke. "Sasuke?"
"Hm?"
"I-" he stopped and moved forward, clinging onto Sasuke tightly. "I don't want a new therapist. I want you. . ." he mumbled as he pressed his face into Sasuke's chest.
Those three words might as well have broken Sasuke's heart. He didn't want Gaara to leave either. Oh god how he wished he'd stay with him. "I do have a small plan, Gaara-kun," he muttered as he wrapped his arms around the boy's thin frame.
"What's that?" he whispered, closing his eyes and taking in a deep wiff of Sasuke's cologne. It smelled . . . soft. Sweet.
Sasuke set his head atop the boy's head and sighed. "Be difficult for the new therapist. Don't listen to what they say. . disobey their rules and et cetera,"
He silently nodded and pulled himself from Sasuke's grasp, looking up at him with complete seriousness on his face. "Do one last thing for me?"
Sasuke raised a brow as he peered down at him. "And that is?" he asked, watching him with interest.
"Kiss me,"
Sasuke's eyes widened but soon relaxed as he cupped Gaara's face in his hands, kissing his lips softly. "How can I deny that?" he asked kissing him once more. Gaara smiled into the kiss and moved his arms so they were around his neck. The kiss was soft. . .loving and sweet. Gaara kissed back, shutting his eyes and kissing the corner of his lips softly.
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"So you're Gaa-chan? Un?" a man with blonde hair and deep grey eyes leaned into Gaara, his face lit up with obvious happiness.
A small sigh escaped Sasuke's lips as he pushed Gaara forward. "Deidara. . . lay off the nicknames. Please," Gaara starred blankly at the new therapist, his eyes showing absolutely no emotion whatsoever. The plan was already set. Even if Sasuke didn't want Gaara to go through with it. . . Gaara would continue. He'd do anything to be with Sasuke. Anything.
Raising a brow, Deidara pulled Gaara into the room, his smile still set. "Does he talk. . .un?" he asked wrapping an arm around Gaara's shoulders casually.
Before Sasuke could reply, Gaara had shoved the arm off of him. "Of course I can talk you pathetic excuse for a therapist," Gaara hissed menacingly.
Deidara's eyes widened at the insult. "Oh. .. kay then. . . Sasuke a word please? Un," Sasuke nodded, gave Gaara a look and stepped into the hallway with Deidara. He shut the door softly and crossed his arms across his chest.
"Yes?" he asked pulling off his glasses and whipping them off.
Looking at the door for a moment, Deidara sighed. "Is he always this difficult. Un?" he asked brushing back a strand of blond hair from his face.
Sasuke shrugged at this question. In truth.. .Sasuke thought Gaara was a great kid. It was difficult for Sasuke to lie about the boy he was currently infatuated with. "I'm sorry to say this, but Gaara-kun is a relatively difficult teen to deal with,"
"Oh. . . any suggestions. Un?" he asked, looking at Sasuke with confidence.
Sasuke hated lying to his co-workers but. . . it was either lie or loose Gaara. He'd rather lie any day. "He seems to vary. I can't really explain it. . . but one day he'll want you hugging him. The next. . .he'll want to rip your head off and eat it," he said with a soft chuckle.
"Oh. . un. Thanks anyway," Deidara nodded and left back into his room.
Sasuke felt the air leave his throat as the door clicked shut and locked. It was only for a week. One week. . .seven days. That was it. How was he suppose to pass the days by? He didn't know. It was at times like these that he could easily just slip back into his old ways. It was only for seven days. What harm could it do?
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A/N: I DID have more written out. .about. . .4 pages more but that'd make this thing suppah long. O-O So. . .I gave you guys a cliffhanger! Woot!! Don'tcha just love me?? XD I wonder what Sasuke's old ways are. . .Hehe.
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