Title: A Week
Pairings: GaaLee
Rating: PG
Description: Special things happen on every day of the week.
Author's Note: Spoilers from chapter 337. They are very small, no real big reason for worry if you haven't read the chapter yet. Just felt like telling you.
Sat Day (Saturday):
He groaned and opened his heavy eyelids. His vision was blurred, but quickly cleared to reveal the sight of a white and very clean ceiling.
The hospital, he mentally told himself and yawned roughly. He sat up, his arms barely about to support him and his waist felt like jelly underneath him.
He looked around the room; a small table near his bed was filled with wilting flowers and a fresh batch of lilies and daisies.
He frowned, looking at them with wonder. They were pretty, to say the least. He sighed contently and placed on a smile once more. He lied back down, his arms weak, and turned his head towards the door. He blinked in wonder as he saw a shocked looking Gaara sitting next to him.
He opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was caught in his throat, and not a sound was made.
"Lee," Gaara started slowly, staring at the man with large eyes, "How do you feel?"
He smiled, "I… Feel fine!" He replied, his throat a little sore and his voice seemed unfamiliar.
Gaara sighed and watched him carefully. "Are you sure?"
"Positive, Gaara-sama," He piped, "Um, how long have I been here?" He asked, looking back at the wilted flowers.
"Three months…"
His eyes bulged, "W-What?" He asked in disbelief. He couldn't even remember why he was here in the first place, "Why am I here?" He asked, concerned.
"You were attacked, by an Akatsuki member."
Lee looked at him perplexed, "But they are dead, of course they would not have hospitalized me." He said in a slightly know-it-all way.
"We still haven't figured out how, but Hidan was the one who attacked you."
Lee stared at him in amazement. Hidan, the one who couldn't be killed…
"Oh…" He replied quietly, slowly taking the information in and processing it.
They stayed quiet for a decent twenty minutes before Lee was able to build up the courage to ask further questions.
"Why are you here, Gaara-sama? Should you not be in Suna?"
Gaara shook his head, "No, Temari is taking care of that…"
"Ok, than why are you here?" He asked again, his voice innocent and not at all demanding unlike his choose of words.
"I… Love… You Lee, so I sat here waiting for you to wake."