I am glad to be able to finish another chapter. I have actually had plans for the chapters so I've been able to type them so quick.

I knew I couldn't train as hard as I usually do but being able to punch something was really helping improve my mood. Knowing that I was pregnant meant I had to be extremely careful with my chakra. Before I could use most of it with no problems but now I had to save even more or it could damage my child. Everything was just stressful. Please don't get morning sickness. Please don't be sick all the time. Please let me eat what I want. I was about 2 months along which meant so many symptoms would be showing up. I groaned realizing that the pregnancy explains why my breast were sore.

"Fuck this." I growled and full forced punched the dummy. If I had been using chakra it would have been shattered. I grabbed a rock and just chucked it not expecting it to be grabbed by sand.

"Do you wish to damage my home?" The sand dropped and there was Gaara standing in front of a window.

"Sorry." I paused for a second. "Temari said you wish to speak?" I was trying not to be rude. I really was but it was really hard knowing what I knew.

"I wish for you to stay here." He was staying calm and composed but this is the Gaara most people saw now.

"Here as in?" That could mean in the building or here forever.

"I wish for you to stay in my room where I can keep an eye on you."

"I am not sharing a bed with you." I grit my teeth as a said it wanting to snap but trying to be civil. We obviously have seen what happened the first time we shared a bed.

"I don't require sleep." That was his way of saying we wouldn't be sharing.

"Fine. Anything else?"

"Your classes will be postponed until you fully recover."

That was annoying since they haven't been going on long but I was trying not to fight. "Fine." I didn't trust myself to say anything else.

"If you require anything else do not hesitate to ask."

"Fine." I walked past him planning on heading back to our room? I guess technically it was ours now even though we wouldn't share it much. This was the time I realized Gaara was following me. "Need something?"

"I am finishing my work in my office."

Great that meant he would be home the rest of the day. "Fine." We parted ways at his office as I headed into the bedroom to shower. In front of the bed was already all the stuff from my room. I rolled my eyes. He knew I wouldn't deny him. At least that meant I would have clean clothes.

I dug through the bags but once I hit my undergarments I paused. Please tell me Gaara or a guy in general did not touch these. My face turned red at that thought. I hope it was Temari. I really hope it was Temari. I shook the thought from my mind and grabbed what I needed for the shower. Not wanting to dwell on that thought anymore.

The water felt wonderful. I really needed a shower. The desert alone was hotter that I was use to and add the sand on top of it I was a sweaty, sandy, hot mess. My stomach started to hurt but I hoped the feeling would go away. I have gotten sick enough these past couple days. Turning off the water I grabbed a towel and started to dry off. The sick feeling in my stomach never going away. As soon as I wrapped the towel around my body I darted for the toilet. Why could food not taste okay coming back up?

I never heard the door open but I felt someone grab my hair and hold it away from my face. I wanted to see who it was but I couldn't turn away for fear of throwing up on the floor. "Do you require anything?" I heard Gaara ask once I had stopped.

"Water please." My mouth tasted disgusting but I was afraid to move in case it started all over again. All I could do was lean against the tub until Gaara returned with my water. The first mouthful I used to swish out my mouth hoping to get rid of the taste before I took small sips. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard you and thought you would like some help." Of course ninja hearing.

I never thought I would see a nicer side of Gaara though. He just held my hair as I hurled into his toilet. "Sorry you had to see that." No matter who he was I always felt bad when anyone had to see me get sick.

"Are you feeling better?" He ignored my comment instead worried about me. Maybe Temari was more correct than I wish to give her credit for.

"Do you wish to feel the child?" He gave me a confused look but I grabbed his hand and pressed it to my bare stomach. At first he looked shocked but then he calmed down. His touch actually helped calm my stomach. Maybe the child even if only 2 months along recognized his chakra. "Would you force the child or me to stay?"

At that comment he looked almost sad. "Not if you did not wish it." With that comment he quickly stood up and left the room.

Did I say something wrong?

R&R