Gaara's Love
Summary: Saahra passes out after Gaara's confession. He immediately starts blaming himself and locking himself away from her.
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Drama
Chapter 8: Poison
I froze, unable to move. Did he just say that? I asked myself. I didn't know what to do. His eyes were confident, but he looked a little confused. I was dizzy and it felt as if I had awoken from a dream. "Wh-what?"
He blinked and didn't reply for a minute. He must have been shocked. "I… love you," he said. It sounded more like a question.
The dizziness came on heavier and I swayed. The room was spinning. I didn't know which was up. I fell limp, but never hit the ground.
"Saahra." It was only a whisper in my ear. It was Gaara's voice and he was holding me steady. "Saahra, are you alright?"
There was a sharp pain in my neck and I winced. I passed out soon after.
"She's awake." I opened my eyes to see Sakura-san looking over me. "The affects of the poison must be wearing off."
I looked around. The tall black-haired man, the blonde-haired man, and Gaara's siblings were the only people in the room. I didn't see Gaara at all. I sat up, thinking he might have been at the door, which I couldn't see. "Where's Gaara?" I asked when I didn't see him.
"He's next door," Temari said.
"You should lie down," Sakura-san said. "The poison isn't completely gone yet."
Why did this have to happen? I asked. I didn't get to respond to him. I got up and ran out of the room. I stopped in front of Gaara's door and knocked.
"Who is it?" His voice was strong, as always, except for a soft sad note.
"It's me," I said, hoping he'd recognize my voice. "Let me in."
Sakura-san came out of my room and walked up to me. "You need to lay down," she said. "You're still weak."
"I'm fine," I insisted. "Gaara. Please."
The door opened and Gaara stood there. His eyes looked so sad. I flung my arms around his neck. He didn't move, like when I stopped him from killing. I moved my head up so my breath was on his cheek.
"I… love you, too," I whispered so only he could hear it.
I moved away and Sakura-san led me back to my room. I didn't hear anything she said. I had caught a glance of Gaara's face. His eyes were wide and he watched me. I smiled at him before going into my room.
Sakura-san made me sit on the bed and had me drink water. I didn't oppose to her because my thoughts were on Gaara. I didn't notice when everyone left me alone until I heard three soft voices from Gaara's room.
"What's wrong with you?" Temari's voice asked.
There was no response. I got off the bed and went to the wall that was between the rooms. I kneeled down next to it and put a hand on the paper wall. I felt something warm.
"She was worried about you," Gaara's brother said. "She didn't even ask what happened to her."
"We have to deal with the council," Temari said. "Either that, or try and figure out why they want this girl dead."
"We'll figure things out from them," the brother said again. "You go talk to her."
"Do whatever you want?" Gaara said from the spot near me. The only thing that separated us was a wall. His voice was harsh and dark. It wasn't like him.
"Gaara," I whispered, tears falling down my cheeks. Before I set my mind to kill anyone who challenged me. I leaned against the wall completely and cried. "Don't go back to that person. Please…" I didn't speak loud enough for him to hear me.