11:39P.M.

Hinata glanced at the big, round clock above the desk. Her shift was almost over. She was working a dreaded 16 hours. She hated overtime, but she needed the money and Konoha needed the medic nins.

Her usual shift started at six in the mourning and ended at two in the afternoon, an eight hour shift. Her schedule today was slightly changed. She started at eight in the mourning and her shift ended at midnight; sixteen, long, dreadful hours.

11:40P.M.

Twenty more minutes, that's all she had left. Hopefully they'd be twenty quick, painless, minutes; she was absolutely exhausted, which was evident from the slight bags under her eyes. All she had left to do was look after the sleeping (well, most of them were) patients. Her next destination, Gaara's room, where she hoped to find a sleeping Gaara.

Hinata opened the door slowly. The lights were off and Gaara appeared to be sleeping. Perfect! She snuck quietly inside, tiptoeing her way across the room. She just needed to check his vitals and make sure he was alright; no fevers or anything. She put her warm hands on the kazekage's cool forehead. Good, no fever. She stared at the handsome boy for a few minutes, keeping her palm on his forehead. When she was satisfied that he was alright, she turned to leave. Before she could go far Gaara grabbed her wrist and pulled her backwards. Hinata closed her eyes, expecting to fall painfully on the ground. Instead, her fall was stopped by a combination of Gaara's bed and Gaara.

"K-kazekage-sama!" Hinata screamed, wondering what the hell he was doing. She sat up on the bed, doing exactly what Gaara wanted and expected her to do.

Gaara wrapped one arm around her waist to keep her still, he placed his other hand on her forehead. mimicking what had just done.

"I think your running a fever, Hinata-sama," Gaara drawled in a low husky tone, which sent shivers down the young Hyuuga's spine.

"G-G-G-G..." Hinata tried to speak and tried to wiggle out of the boy's arms, but she couldn't. She was feeling weak and tired...and she was so warm now.

"You woke me up," Gaara spoke again in his low, husky tone. His mouth was dangerously close to her neck.

Hinata felt his warm breath on her neck. She was getting warmer and more tired by the second. She risisted the urge to tilt her head back and sleep.

Gaara wrapped his other hand around the worn out Hyuuga, getting his mouth closer to her exposed neck, he thought for a moment about actually...

That did it. Hinata Hyuuga promptly fainted. 'Perfect,' Gaara thought as he moved to the other side of the bed.

He set Hinata comfortably on the bed, covering her up and everything. He lifted her long shirt slightly to remove the keychain from her pant loop. Once he had the keys, and more importantly the keys to his room, he was ready to leave. He reached for the nearby wheel chair and with his arms adjusted himself in the seat.

"Good bye, Hyuuga-san," He muttered feeling slightly guilty for what he was doing.

He left the room, locking the door behind him. Locking Hinata inside the room.

If only he could slip past the other medics and...

DON'T KILL ME! I'LL UPDATE SOON! I PROMISE! and IT WILL BE LONGER! Like always, please review (with sugar on top)! XD

It's late so I didn't really get a change to proof read. sorry. :(