Hello again, and welcome to another installment of The World of Vicodin! This chapter was thought up the day after my brother got home from the hospital, still drugged up on Vicodin.

My dad and I were watching Kiki's Delivery Service while my brother went in and out of consciousness on the couch. Now Gaara shall suffer the same fate. Please, enjoy!

OOO

Nanao had been tending to him all day, getting everything he needed when he was conscious and making sure he slept comfortably on the couch. In secret, she and Kankuro would joke about Lord Kazekage's face.

"He looks like half a fat man," Kankuro whispered as Nanao put the disc into the DVD player. She forced her laugh to stay inside her mouth; Gaara was only a few feet away.

Even thought it was true, Nanao couldn't poke fun at her suffering boyfriend, who couldn't stay awake for more than an hour at a time thanks to the Vicodin. His left cheek and jaw were swollen, so he really did look like a fat man on one side of his face.

"Gaara, you really shouldn't be up and walking around, especially in your boxers," Kankuro noted. Nanao turned to look at the almost naked boy. He was walking around the large living room, not completely sure where he was going. That's how he had been ever since the night before in the hospital.

"I don't care," he mumbled, wincing at the slight pain talking caused him. "I really have to pee."

"Okay, well, you're going the wrong way." Kankuro sighed and placed a hand on his brother's back. "The bathroom is this way. Nanao, don't start the movie yet."

"Kankuro, your hand is a tit nipply." Both boys laughed at the perverted joke. Nanao just rolled her eyes.

OOO

"Nanao, we'll be back. We're going to get something at the store to make the swelling go down," Temari told the poor girl before leaving with Kankuro.

Sighing, Nanao turned to Gaara, who was sitting at the kitchen table. His arms were folded on the top of it with his forehead resting on his arms. A soft snore came from the boy who refused to put clothes on.

"Sometimes I wish you still couldn't sleep," she whispered and opened the nearby cabinet. She reached for the bottle of Vicodin, mentally pondering on taking one herself, and popped it open. She shook the opening onto her palm, making two pills fall onto her skin. She put one back in.

Gently, she placed a hand on his warm back, hoping that was enough to wake him up. Of course, it wasn't. He didn't even move.

"Gaara, you need to take another pill," she told him, pushing his body. A change in his breathing occurred, but he didn't wake up. Rolling her eyes once again, she placed the pill on the table and tenderly grabbed at his sides, a place where she knew he was ticklish.

Gaara's head flew up from his arms, smacking Nanao in her mouth. She fell to the floor with a loud thumping noise and held her split lip with her hand.

"Gaara!"

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the table. "Ew. I drooled. Nanao, why are you on the ground?" he asked, wiping his "mouth juices" off the table with a wash cloth.

"You bashed your head into my face!"

"I did?"

"Just take your damn Vicodin."

OOO

"What the hell happened to you?" Kankuro asked with a suppressed smile when he and Temari arrived home. Nanao's lip was nearly as swollen as the side of Gaara's face.

"Gaara head butted me," she replied, glaring at Sleeping Beauty on the couch.

"That's true love right there."

"Oh, totally."

Temari emerged from the kitchen with a tube of clear gel. After squeezing a little onto her pointer finger, she rubbed it on her baby brother's cheek, avoiding the river of drool.

Kankuro plopped himself onto a recliner and tossed the TV remote up into the air, waited for it to spin, then caught it again in his palm. "Nanao, are you ready for cute little witches?"

Nanao sat near Gaara's head and twirled his hair around her fingers. "Of course. We might have to turn up the TV, though. He's snoring pretty loudly."

"Right."

OOO

Throughout the movie, Gaara kept waking up and cuddling closer to Nanao until his head was directly in her lap, his face right on her crotch. She didn't notice; the movie was taking her full attention.

However, Kankuro did notice his brother's actions. Without Nanao realizing it, Kankuro smiled to himself, admiring his work. After all, he was the one who introduced the two in the beginning. He was also the one who turned his brother into a pervert. Oh, was he proud.

"That movie was so adorable!" Nanao announced once the movie was over. Gaara, mouth opened wide and, of course, a river of drool coming from it, opened his eyes and rolled over, leaving her pants damp.

"Nanao," he mumbled, looking up at her. "Did she fly again?"

She smiled at his innocent question. "Yeah, she did."

"And…did the cat talk to her again?"

"Yeah."

"Good. I was so worried. Oh, and by the way, your face looks horrible. What did you do?"

"Get the hell off me, half-fatty face!"