Gaara's doctor stood back in surprise. "How did you get that?" He asked, pointing to the bruise blooming across Gaara's ribcage.
Gaara looked down. Sakura had been rather violent in her sleep last night, culminating in one ferocious elbow attack to his ribs before she finally quieted down and let him sleep. He frowned. "Sparring with Temari." He lied. He liked that the lack of emotion in his voice made it very easy for him to lie. "I've been spending too much time at my desk lately."
His doctor shook his head. "You siblings are a little too hard on each other sometimes. But who am I to tell the Kazekage what to do?"