Chapter 3

The First Night…

With Gaara

The rest of the day was a complete and useless bore in which I met the entire faculty and was given a book to learn all of their names (51 people to be exact). I even had to learn the names of the girls in his harem (how seriously messed up is that?) and in addition to learning the girls' profiles I also had to learn their health records (12 girls, all in perfect health, guess Gaara doesn't have to worry).

I waited in the main room after the introductions for Gaara or his assistant or whatever to tell me what to do next so I could eat and go sleep. It felt like hours before the bastard finally sent someone down.

"The Kazekage is waiting for you in the medical unit Haruno-sama." She bowed and left through the hallway. Poor girl, and they were probably forcing her to work here, those sick pervs.

A cute little boy came down the stairs but he didn't say anything, just waited till I got up, and walked down the opposite hallway as I followed, apparently leading me to the Med. Unit. The boy left as soon as we reached the door and I walked inside.

Gaara was sitting on the medical table with a towel around his waist…nothing else. Immediately, I turned around and said, "I'm sorry I-I didn't know you were changing in here. I'll leave if that's more comfortable."

Hands? I felt hands on my back. I can't move.

"You're supposed to be my nurse. Without seeing my body you can't determine whether or not I'm healthy." I could feel the teasing in his voice. I'm supposed to be in Konaha taking care of people who appreciate my medical skill.

His hands on my back were now at my sides lightly tracing around the area below my chest, on my stomach. Oh, my God, His hands were nothing like his personality. They were soft and warm. Almost comforting… almost. Whatever it was he was implying…

"If you're not comfortable with your own patient then we could have a problem."

Oh, we have a problem, starts with a G ends with an A, red hair. I will not be taken advantage of, especially by sexual means, most definitely not by his. Deep breathe.

I stood straight and placed my hands directly on top of his, and moved them slowly. I turned around tilting my head up and faced him directly in the eyes.

"Very bold move, Haruno." He smiled. That smile.

I looked down and walked past him. He can play his games…but that doesn't mean I won't join.

"If you would," I gestured toward the medical table, "I will begin your check-up."

After the check-up, in which, yes he took off all of what little clothing he had on (I kept my composure though, I blushed and that's all. We were silent the whole time except for some health questions.) I took a shower and tried not to think of what he could be doing.

That night I couldn't sleep knowing that Gaara was right across the room probably sleeping as soundly as a person can, so I took some sleeping tea. Facing the wall away from Gaara, but I swear I woke up facing his direction. Whatever.