Sitting in Tsunade's bed, I sneeze uncontrollably.

Fucking a!

I FREAKING GOT SICK.

I groan and try to sniff with my nose.

No avail.

Groaning again, I flop down on the bed and suppress throbs of pain shooting through my head. I knew something was off when I was sneezing yesterday!

Even though I'm small and I don't each much, I never really get sick. My immune system is one of the best, so I'm actually a little surprised that I got ill.

Raking my hands through my pink knotty hair, I let my nose run a bit before whipping it with my well equipped tissues that were seated next to me.

Now, what happened next kinda took me by surprise.

All I was doing was sitting up in the way to warm bed, trying to clear my vision from its blurry haze. Then the next moment, I'm on the floor with two warm arms around me, and yelling echoing in my ears.

"HEY, UN, TOBI, OFF."

"What that fuck just happened?"

"…Hn."

"HEY, no one come near her, you might get sick!" (GEE, THANKS FOR THE SYMPATHY PEIN.)

"Hey Sakura, you alright? I have some cool water if you need it…"

"…DUDE, TSUNADE MIGHT HAVE HIDDEN MONEY IN HERE."

"TOBI MISSED YOOOOOOOOU!"

"Ugh, my grandma's quieter than this…"

I hold my head as pounding echoed in my ears. Why, why must they be so loud? Finally getting enough of the screaming, I jump to my feet and scream, "ONE FUCKING PERSON PER VISIT! DAMN, MY HEAD HURTS LIKE HELL!"

Silence followed my small outburst, and I sink onto my bed with bliss. Quiet, thank Kami! I then heard feet shuffling to get out, but with my incredibly awesome ears, I only heard six pairs of feet. That means... someone's still in here.

My face down and having my skull feel like it was being spilt open by crack head squirrels with jack hammers, I muffled a small, "Who the hells there?" My answering reply was a small pat on the back and compress pressed to the small of my back.

Slightly gasping as the cold burned my steaming skin, I quickly shift the ice pack onto my forehead. "Thank you Kisame!" I call, my blurry eyes snapping shut. I only heard him chuckle, and walk out the door.

Soon another pair of feet walked in and I heard a soft sigh. For a moment or two, silence wrapped around me and the mysterious visitor. Then I heard rummaging next to me. Mentally rolling my eyes, I swat the space next to me, not really hitting anything.

"There's nothing there. Tsunade hides all of her money in a bank. You know, those things that help hold money and protect from getting stolen by people like you?"

"You know, for someone's that sick, you sure do talk a lot."

"Point taken."

As a bark of laughter was heard, Kakuzu finally left with a small 'get better' thrown over his shoulder.

Murmuring a thanks, I wait a while and grin when I hear yet another pair of feet. My bed sank a bit on the end and I heard a small sigh.

"..And this is?" I ask with a raspy voice.

"Un."

"Go figz."

We sat for silence for a while before a warm hand took the compress and shifted it a bit higher. I wave as the weight on the end of the bed lifted and the door clanked shut.

To be open yet again.

"Fuck them! I'll be quiet when I want to!"

"Hidan, shut the fuck up, and comfort me."

"Ha, even when the bitch's sick, she still stays the same."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"You fucking should, now get some sleep. I want you to get better. And soon."

A small silence engulfed us as a few seconds passed. Closing my eyes at this moment, I smile a bit. I just noticed something.

"Hidan, you didn't curse in that last sentence."

"Yeah, I don't curse when I'm fucking serious. It's so fucking annoying…"

Cool.

"So, you must be pretty bad at poker…"

"What? Oh Kami, Sasori's comin'!"

Hehehe.

Hearing the door clank again, I wait patiently for my next visitor.

"No Granny! No! She's fine! We just need to know what to do. …Yeah, I guess we could ask her… thanks. Bye. YES, I LOVE YOU TO, Kami Gran!"

"Don't be mean to Chiyo, she's awesome."

"Sakura, get some sleep."

"Sasori, go get me some doughnuts."

"Ah, no."

"Please?"

I took that as a no as I heard an annoyed huff, stomping feet, and a muffled call that sounded like, "PEIN, YOU GO TALK TO HER."

Hearing the door open, close, open again, close, be open, closed, I raise my head a little. There standing was a Pein that was holding the bridge of his nose in annoyance as a Tobi kept opening and closing the door.

Softly, thank Kami.

Shaking his head, the orange haired kid came over and took his place right where Deidara was sitting. I tilt my head to the side, wondering what in Hell's name Tobi was doing. But just because I moved my head, it felt like all of my brain juice slid to that side.

Basically, OW.

Gripping my head as I let it plop back into the pillow, Pein chuckled.

"It's just because I told him he couldn't talk. Opening and shutting the door is just one way he can make sounds. But he also told me before we came in, "If I'm not able to talk, can you tell Sakura that I want her to get better?" So. He says he wants you to get better."

I stare at shock at the masked kid.

HE. WAS. SO. ADORABLE!

Wanting so badly to get up and glomp him until the Tobi started to beg for mercy, tears perked at my eyes.

Everyone cares about me like Tobi.

I am so lucky.

Sniffing, I motion for Pein to lean down closer. He does, and I whisper in his ear….

"What's your habit?"

"Why, I rub the bridge of my nose when I'm angry. Why?"

"Reasons…"

And after, I slowly fell asleep…