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Later, around 5pm…

I ate too much chocolate and now I feel fat, fat, but better… but still fat… it's not the same as getting fat with Gaara. Eh, phone's a-ringing.

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After Phone Call

Sasuke's in hospital!

Naruto called, his voice was tight. "Sora?"

"Yeees?" I say happily, not noticing.

"Um, I- I, well… Sasuke's in hospital!"

"WHAT!?" I yell, sakura jumps in the other room at my sudden outburst.

"He- he, he got into a fight, can I pick you up?"

"Yes. Now. Hurry."

"Okay, see you-"

"NOW! Hang up and get in the car damnit!" and with that I put the phone on the receiver and get my coat. "Sakura, Sasuke's in hospital, I have to go, wait here for Shika." She was surprisingly compliant, well, possibly not surprisingly as she would get practically the whole afternoon with Shika alone.

I run out, regret running because of my rib, then wait for Naruto. It seems like forever before he comes, I climb in the car and he screeches out of the driveway.

We race to the Hospital, not caring about speed limits or other such trivial things, only one person mattered now, and that was Sasuke. "What happened?" I managed to get out in a croaky voice.

"He got into a fight."

I close my eyes, sighing. "It was with Gaara, wasn't it?" I should have been at school. This is my fault.

Naruto sighed too. "Yeah, it was…I'm sorry, I can't stop him like you can." He said, remorse in his voice. "I don't know how you do it."

I smile weakly "You're too soft on him, love." I say softly.

He grins wryly. "Maybe."

We pull up at the emergency ward; it feels like we're been here too much, three times in the last month. Way too much. I stare at the familiar waiting room wall, I know it too well. All the photographs and awards and pictures drawn by small kid's. I know everyone of them by now.

The nurse admits us to Sasuke's room, where we find him with blood being pumped into his veins. He was a mess.

"Sasuke!" I say, worried, running to the bedside. "W-what…" I didn't even finish. Gaara… I glare. "I thought you-"

Sasuke just looked at me, and then shook his head. "I yell at you for kissing my brother when it's none of my business, I ignore you for weeks, I break your rib and yet you still come running when the smallest thing happens to me, Sora, why?"

I laugh, it felt good, to laugh normally. I hadn't done it in a while. "Because you're my friend. And there's not much you can do to change that, Sasuke-kun." I say, my eyes dancing, then my smile drops. "Now, tell me exactly what happened. I don't call this 'the smallest thing'"

"He-" he stopped, glaring, as if recalling a especially hated moment. "You. that's what happened."

I close my eyes, sitting back. "Please don't tell me it was over me. Please."

"I won't tell you then."

"SERIOUSLY! What are both of your PROBLEMS!? I can take care of myself! I have been doing just that for my whole life! And now, I'm taking care of MORE then just myself!" I yell angrily.

"Exactly." Sasuke replied. "And plus, I know that. He fought me."

I glare. "I can tell," I snap, Sasuke grimaced, I'd hit a sore spot. He got smashed. "But still!"

"Hey, he's not exactly unscarred either!" he snapped back, I go pale.

"What?!"

"I didn't just let myself be hurt." He said, glowering.

"Then- is Gaara here!?" I demand, getting anxious, please, please, please, please don't be in hospital.

"No, I think he went home, but who cares?"

"Me!" I say madly. "I care!"

Naruto, this whole time was sitting in a chair next to Sasuke, gripping his hand, trying to ignore the cannula in it giving him blood. He looked up, annoyed. "Just shut up, both of you!"

We stop and just glare at one-another, and sit in awkward silence until Naruto sighs. "Well, as fun as this has been, Sora and I better go." He said reluctantly, letting go of Sasuke's hand. I glare at Sasuke one more time before rushing out the door.
"We need to go to Gaara's."

"What?" Naruto asked, surprised. "Why?"

"I need to see if he's okay!"

"He'll be fine."

I look at him, desperate. "Please?" I ease into the car, being careful of my broken rib.

Naruto sighed. 'Fine, I'll drop you there."

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When I got there, it was quiet, I knocked several times and was about to walk away when I heard a noise from inside. Somebody was ignoring me.

Suddenly it was as if nothing had ever happened, and I crawl around the side and search for the packet of bobby-pins I had hidden here so I could get in when needed, my hand comes into contact with a piece of paper instead.

'You won't need these anymore, I'd stay out of Kankuro's room if I were you, it just got re-painted.'

It was in Gaara's writing, I glare at the piece of paper insanely, yep, sure, if he was me, but I never had much common sense, so I took out a bobby-pin form my hair, the ones form my hair weren't as good and were usually bent because of whatever I did that day, I stick the pin under the window, and get a shock as it snaps in half. I growl under my breath, and fish out another one from my hair.

I hear a mad yowling from behind me and turn, I come nose-to-nose with an old acquaintance. "Kipper…" I breathe. The cat purrs madly and rubs up against my knee. I grin and then wait for it too stop. "Now, love, you owe me for raising you all those months ago, so, go and show me where your food bowl is…" Sure enough, after a long argument with the cat it gets hungry and trots off, I follow and am led to the laundry door, where it yowls so loudly I resist the urge to cover my ears. No wonder I gave this cat away so readily.

I see another window, and the spoon that was (I'm guessing) used to get food out of the can, I turn it around and set to work at this window, the cat keep's yowling, and I turn around to glare at it. "Shut up would you!?" I say angrily, I turn around and run strait into the hot-water storage tank.

Immediately, my nose starts bleeding and my eyes water, I trip over the stupid animal and land on my ass with a loud thud, the Kipper screeches and tears off around the house, I sniff, holding my nose with one hand and wiping my eyes with the other. A blurry shape appears infront of my, and offers a hand, I sigh reluctantly and put my bloody one in his to be helped up. "My stealth skills failed."

"Maybe I should have left those bobby-pins where they were." Gaara said, sighing, he pulled me in the laundry and fished out a tissue, I covered my nose and then wiped my watery eyes, half Gaara's face was purple.

"Sasuke did get you back… but I guess your not hospitalized so it's okay." I say, assessing the bruise.

He gives me a flat look. "You're more beaten up then me, and you lost to a water-tank." I glare at him and take another tissue, and raises an eyebrow. "So you tried to break into my house just to see how badly I got hit?"

I think about this, then nod. "Basically."

The sound I loved so much came back, and I relaxed, he laughed. It was like heaven to hear him laugh again. Then heaven fell, he stopped and I came back to earth when he said "So, now you've broken in to the house, I assume you can break out without running into anything else?"

I cringe; he was waiting for me to leave. "Gaara-" I start, then pause, I give him one look, take a tissue, then turn. I've given up. He wins. I'll go away. I walk away, and find my eyes watering again, I sniff and wipe the tears away, I've had enough of crying lately.

I got home and nursed my still-bleeding nose with Kleenex. Nothing makes somebody feel better then Kleenex. Especially Eucalyptus smelling Kleenex with that happy puppy on the side of the box. Sakura entered the room to find me talking tonelessly to it.

"So, how's life been on the box? Life outside it isn't much fun either… I can assure you of that…" I mutter to it.

"Er- Sora?" Sakura muttered, I jumped and hid the box behind me, smiling nervously, Sakura just raised an eyebrow then shook her head. "Dinner's ready." They had left me alone for an hour after I got back, since I had obviously looked so pathetic.

I sigh, and apologize quietly to the dog on the Kleenex box before following her out into the kitchen.

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After Dinner

I didn't eat much, I'm not hungry. You know what I realized? End of term is in 4 weeks. FOUR WEEKS. That's all I have before Gaara moves (well, I'm guessing that's when he'll move because Temari's Higher-School-Certificate is this term, so she'll finish.)

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…. Few minutes later

Four weeks… I can do it. I hope

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Thursday 4/7/15 - Stayed home again

My rib hurts too much, all the exercise it got yesterday was too much. I think I'll stay in bed. Imade sakura go to school today.

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I didn't see Gaara's car go up the driveway today…

I'm really bored, I wish Gaara would talk to me, actually no, not even that (though naturally that'd be nice) I wish I knew why he was angry. I wish I had a reason- something to work from, I wish I knew why he didn't talk to me.

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A/N:

Hello ladies and gentlemen, I trust your evening was acceptably enjoyable? Excellent. Well, I sincerely hope you found that update to your liking, and that my sombre-mood skills has improved somewhat.

Hehehe. Anyway, back to usual me, not the posh me (though the posh me does sound pretty cool) hope you liked it, I LOVE YOU FOR READING! LOOVVEE!

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