Summary or A/N: All I did was a name change. Yeah, this isn't a very established OC at all...anyway, I should probably be coming up with a plot at this time. Hopefully. Well, fortunately, that leaves both you and me to wonder what's going happen.
Glass
Another day had passed and Yui awoke to the sound of the silent intruder. It was only the nurse but for unexplained reasons, she was always defensive when things were not under her control. The nurse who opened her door was on the outside world and beyond her control. The nurse felt her hesitation too as she paused at the moment the paper flowers hinted movement.
"You still don't like being surprised." The nurse brushed the gesture away casually. "How are you feeling?" she asked as she set the tray of food on the table. Yui slowly crawled out of the thin bed sheets.
"I just woke up." she reached for the utensils and began to eat. "How about you?"
"You want to see Gaara today?"
"...Okay."
For the sake of peculiar observation, the nurse suspected the patient may have forgotten Gaara.
Then again, since the day Yui was admitted to this hospital, the nurse had always suspected her. The nurse had always felt the girl was lying about an unexplained illness that she never explained, perhaps the best cover-up for an illness if the nurse's calculations were right.
Yui had the innocent composure of a lost girl but when no one else was looking—or when Yui thought no one was watching her—her eyes would observe people in a manner far beyond her years. She never complained about her ailment—if she genuinely knew she ever had one and she always was there to help clean up the remaining mess. Unlike the other lost patients, Yui was the only patient who refused to hold hands. There was no sense of a lost, hurt child within her. It was the plain dislike of holding hands with familiar strangers.
Once they arrived at the open chamber, the nurse decided to test Yui's memory.
"Where is Gaara in this room?"
It was known from the beginning that Gaara had no friends. In fact, one of the only few people who ever approached Gaara was Yui probably because either Yui was not told about Gaara's whereabouts or Yui was warned but didn't remember. After all, it was Gaara whose jutsu sent Yui to this hospital although the nurse highly doubted that Yui would have gone down easily. The power of paper was very destructive, not as terrible as the sand, but it should not have left her in the state she was when she arrived—
unless if there were other reasons she was here.
An older girl that sat by Gaara's side saw the two and came over mildly happy to see them.
"Hello Yui. How are you?" Temari asked. "You remember me?"
"Tammy."
"She's close." Temari grinned. The nurse smiled politely.
"Should I leave?" without an answer, the nurse left the two where they stood. Temari looked at the younger girl with a baffled expression of mystery.
"Did I say something?" Yui asked. The older girl shook her head.
"What's wrong, Gaara?" Temari's focus drifted to the awake Gaara. "You're not happy at all to see her, are you?" The boy gave no response. He stared profoundly at the younger girl who stood feet away with a blank gaze. He wanted to ask what she was doing here and how she got here. He had done nothing to have her be placed here and her eyes were the most suspicious aside of her presence.
"Get her out of my sight." He mumbled.
"Okay." Yui looked down to the ground with a murmur. Temari scowled and sighed.
"Gaara, can't you just greet her?"
"Shut up." He glowered. "What do you want?" Yui looked at him one more time and stepped away not out of fear or rejection. She felt it was her time to step away. There were signs on her face that suggested the innocent broken girl everyone thought of her to be. Then, she broke off in a hurry. Temari found no use stopping her. She sighed helplessly before Gaara finally said, "I wonder why no one has seen through her yet. She's a bad actor."
