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TITLE: Tutor 7
GENRE: Romance, (Fluff)
RATING: K
Mei found out through a phone call that Gaara was comatose.
She had no recollection of frantically driving to the hospital within minutes.
She didn't remember demanding to see him and rushing into the room to hold his hand and sit bedside.
She couldn't recall if Temari and Kankuro were ever there because she was so focused on Gaara that her eyes hardly ever left him. Even comatose, his eyes were still lined with black. This made her smile just the slightest bit, but it was a sad smile because she might not ever see the jade green eyes underneath again.
The doctor came in at some point, explaining that if she chose to talk to him, he would probably hear. The doctor went on to say that the coma was due to some sort of shock at being kidnapped. He said that they took something from him, but no diagnosis had been made so he was just in a coma and no one knew anything more. Not when he'd wake up or if he'd wake up.
Mei didn't react, staring at Gaara's face and willing him to wake up. The kanji for love was hidden on his forehead, so she reached up to brush his hair aside, revealing it. She was alone in the room with him and decided to listen to the doctor's words.
"I understand that love might be a touchy subject for you," she started quietly, a smile on her lips in case he could see her and she didn't want to look unhappy, "and it is for me, too. Do you know why I made you say it?" Mei breathed in and out slowly. "Because… you will need it. When the time comes, you'll find someone who you love. And imagine the look on her face when you tell her in French, the language of love!"
Her smile widened a little. "It's a beautiful language." It slipped away. "I wish I could have taught you more…"
Scooting the chair closer, she leaned her cheek on Gaara's hand, clutched in her own. "You feel warm, like a normal human being, and you just look asleep…" she murmured. "But you're not here, are you, Gaara? I don't know what they took from you, but please come back. I miss you. Tu me manques."
She shook her head, taking her cheek off his hand and lying it back down on the bed, but she kept her hand with his. "I don't know why," Mei sighed. "I don't know why a person like me would miss a damn high school boy. You don't even appreciate my teaching." She sniffed as if hurt. "Despite that… Not having you around makes my day feel off. The last time you left me, I got drunk. I'm stupid, so please come back soon."
Mei stayed like that for a while longer, thinking. What was it she felt for this boy, anyway? Affection, as she would feel for a younger brother? Probably… But then there were the moment when he gave her not-so-cold looks, when he made her smile, and when he actually accepted her that gave her butterflies like a little brother couldn't. It was strange. And yet, she knew what it meant.
"Je t'aime, Gaara…"
His hand squeezed back. "Je…"
Eyes going wide, Mei jumped out of her seat to check Gaara's face, but it didn't show that he'd spoken at all. Glancing at all the monitors around him, she could see that nothing was wrong. But she'd definitely felt it. Definitely heard it.
With her heart still racing, she pulled the seat back next to the bed and sat down again. It was definitely there. His life. And he would return to her. Mei would just have to be patient. She smiled.