Kankuro heard a knock on the door, opening his eyes groggily. He opened the door to see Kichigai standing there.
"Hey, you're that girl."
"Yes, and I presume you're Gaara-sama's older brother, Kankuro?"
"Sure am. Why? You Gaara's new girlfriend or something?"
"No, actually, I'm here to escort him to his therapist's appointment."
"You're an escort?"
"I've escorted royalty before in a mission, why?"
"Oh, you're a ninja. Okay, so Gaara can't get away from you."
"Actually, Gaara-sama is my-…" she saw Gaara come out of his room and smile slightly when he saw her.
Kankuro turned around to see Gaara's mouth curved upward in a slight smile. "Woah, you taught Gaara a new trick! Can you teach him to play nice with others next?"
"Baka Yarou," Gaara glared at him.
"Come on, Gaara-sama. Your older sister asked me to bring you somewhere."
"Where?"
"You'll see. And remember, I'm not letting you get away. So don't try it."
"Fine, I won't."
Kichigai began to walk foreward and Gaara followed behind. Only after a while did he know where they were going.
"Oh, no, I'm not going back there."
"Come on, Gaara-sama. It's not as bad as you think."
"Yes it is. She makes me talk."
"Oh, no what a nightmare!" Kichigai giggled. "Just come on."
Her hand wrapped around his wrist that didn't have a studded cuff on it, guiding him into the therapist's office.
The receptionist looked up from her computer and smiled. "Welcome. Gaara, right? And you are…"
"I'm Kichigai. I have an appointment as well."
"At the same time?"
Gaara looked at her, confused.
"I'm going to show you that it's not so bad to have a therapist."
He sighed and Kichigai put a hand on his shoulder.
"It'll be fine."
"…." He looked over at her, "You're sure?"
"Certain."
She gave a reassuring smile, and Gaara returned it with the faintest gleam of hope in his almost-dead eyes.