Naruto
"Naruto...He's a demon."
"Uncle you said you would give him a chance." I said in our bedroom. Gaara was in the living room and I was lying on the bed. I was so hoping that he would just suck it up that I wouldn't even have to ask him or beg. I was really sure that he would jump right to it if he was going to spend time with me. But nooo he was going to be stubborn.
"I know I said that but...naruto thanksgiving is...it is sort of like tradition for us you know? And family."
"He is my family uncle. And since you disowned me he's been more family then you have." I said truthfully trying not to talk so loud as to Gaara hearing.
"You said you would get to know him and he's willingly saying he would get to know you to. I love him and he's my boyfriend, lover, family and so on. Come on pleeease."
I pleaded and I heard him sigh on the other end of the line.
"It's a really long drive..." He tried sneaking out of it.
"You can stay here! We have a spare room."
There was silence and I smirked knowing I had him.
"Fine! But when am I going to go up there?"
I smiled, "You could come later this week...I get on break like in 4 days, I get Friday and next week off since thanks giving is like in a week and a half."
"Okay naruto...but if I find out anything's wrong with your relationship I WILL not approve.
"Nothings wrong..." I whispered the truth. Well nothings been wrong in a long time.
"So...Naruto...you called Gaara your, 'lover' did you two..."
"No I haven't had sex!" I screamed. Seriously everyone asks that! I swear it.
"Just making sure your innocence hasn't been taken yet." And being annoyed I just told him bye and turned off the phone, leaving the bedroom and to the living room where Gaara rested on the couch.
"So what's this I hear about sex?" He smirked and I blushed.
"Nothing...just my uncle being nosy again." I said sitting on his lap and he kissed my cheek."
"So is he coming?"
"Yeah he's coming up in a few days...and Gaara. Can you be...sort of...kind of, not your perverted self when he's around? He will seriously kill you. And I don't want that." All I do know is that my uncle is going to be seriously way over protective when he comes
Gaara
"I will do whatever you want. As long I see that you're happy. If you're not happy, I might have to tease you to make you blush because after you get all embarrassed you smile." I teased.
He let out a pouting smirk. "Then I will just have to be happy." he leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips, which I responded by licking his bottom lip trying to get into a more intimate kiss.
He accepted naturally, and we spent a few minutes just making out on the couch.
"I love you cutie pie." I whispered truthfully into his ear.
"I love you too Gaara... I really need to find a nick name that fits you." Naruto said, kissing my neck gently. More like letting his lips rest there. Either way it felt nice.
"What was that one you called me once? Gaar-bear?" I snickered.
"I did not!" he blushed furiously pulling away.
"Yes-huh, you were all groggy because you just you woke up and you called me Gaar-bear. It was adorable!"
"No I didn't!" he turned his head away from me in an adorable pout at the unwinning battle. At least for him unwinning.
"Come on, we need to put something in that room for your uncle to sleep on, and possibly clean it out a bit." I said to him.
"Kay" was his response as he tagged along after me. I pulled out the double mattress the one that was 2 mattresses tall, I think it was a king.
"I have to get the pump from Kankuro; I am not going to risk popping this by blowing it up with my teeth." I said. But he and I managed to clear a space in the 'storage room' as it was right now, for the mattress to fit and for his uncle to put his stuff.
Naruto
I tapped my foot restlessly. I had cleaned the whole apartment including cleaning my clothes just so Jiraiya wouldn't nag me on my clothing and what I was wearing. Not to mention I like changed 30 times already. And so even though I did everything I was very anxious on him coming here. I pushed Gaara out of the apartment so he could go to work. He had wanted to stay home with me to see my uncle but I convinced him on going so I could clean and stuff. Plus I wanted my uncle to at least get comfortable before he started watching Gaara closely.
"Where is he...?" I spoke to myself, literally looking out of the window then standing up to pace only to go back and look out of the window.
Geez I bet you the old perv stopped at a strip club or something for 'research'. Yeah as if.
I grunted and had the sudden thought that I really have to go to the bathroom...so I did. I mean I probably haven't gone since I woke up this morning.
And you know what the irony is? That as soon as I made it to the bathroom the door bell rang. I swore to myself and quickly went to the bathroom and washed my hands then I went to the door.
I yanked it open to see a silver haired man staring at me back.
"Jiraiya!" I screamed and hugged him
"I-It's nice to see you to Naruto but...I. cant. Breath!" He complained and I let go of him.
"Um sorry, come in come in. Gaara's not home right now." I tried picking up Jiraiya's suitcase but in the end he just picked it up himself and carried it in.
"How come? He out with some other boyfriend." He muttered under his breath but I snapped my head at him.
"No Jiraiya, he is working and if you are going to be saying things like that the whole time you are here you better just turn around and go back out that door because I'm not going to deal with you dissing my boyfriend." I warned him and my uncle took a small step back. In truth I never really talked to him like that.
"You...Changed...Is that a good thing?" He said a bit nervously.
"I kind of think that it would be a good thing." I smiled back at him.
"Sorry, there's not really a lot of things in the guest room." I apologized as I showed him the room close to Gaara and mine.
"Its fine kit." he dropped his things off, "So where do you sleep?"
"I sleep in that room."
He took a quick peek in it then looked at me and frowned, "There's only one bed..."
"Yeah, we sleep together."
"You what?"
"We sleep together as in sleep in the same bed. Seriously uncle stop thinking pervertedness'." I frowned a bit at him.
"Oh...kay." He said a bit slowly.
It got a bit silent.
"So...let me take you on the tour okay?" I said and took his arm as if to drag in around the apartment. The only thought in my head was that this was going to be a long week.
Gaara
Work was boring. The one time I texted Naruto he said he was busy cleaning. I sighed and left him alone. When I finally got home and unlocked the door I heard them talking.
Should I listen in or announce that I'm home?
"Naruto, I'm back." I called.
"Hey!" Naruto said excitedly as I walked into the kitchen. "Jiraiya" I nodded my head to him as a hello. "Glad to see you could make it. Naruto's been excited all week."
"Has he? Why's that? He get bored with you?" Naruto blushed
"Jiraiya, shut up." he mumbled. Of course his uncle heard him anyway. I held back a snicker.
"No, he's hoping we can get along like one big happy family." I snickered. He rolled his eyes.
"Don't listen to a word he says." Naruto stated. Trying to act nonchalant like nothing was happening.
"Because the truth hurts, so the natural reaction for his is to ignore it completely." I said, opening the fridge and pulling out the milk. "Want some?" I asked the both of them.
Naruto mumbled a yes and Jiraiya a grunted yes thank you. I poured three glasses and passed them out. Jiraiya sniffed his before drinking it. Naruto looked to me with a look hoping to god that I didn't see that. Oddly enough I found the old man entertaining and not offensive. And I hadn't had reactions this good from naruto since day one. I think I could handle this weekend.
"So Gaara..." he paused to look me up and down. "What is your profession?" Jiraiya asked me.
"I'm an artist." he huffed.
"and that pays well?" he said sarcastically.
"In this profession it does." I tapped my forehead. "I don't plan on staying in that tattoo line of work. It's only temporary. I have quite a bit saved up, I'm going to put Naruto through college with that, and once he gets a steady income I'll go back to college later on in life. I want to be a chef. Actually. Maybe open my own restaurant. Ironic right? Because I'm a demon?" I said tracing my finger over the top of my cup. Naruto seemed nervous at the interrogation. Probably because I just lied strait up about what I want to do later on in life. But saying I want to own a restaurant sounds better than being a world known artist to some people.
"College? I never even dreamed... ha... I couldn't have afforded it even if he did manage to get accepted. So tell me Gaara... how do you plan on getting an anthro excepted into any college?" Jiraiya asked me.
"You seem to think I'm the only demon alive. We just have an easier method of hiding ourselves. My second cousin like 8 times removed is the dean of Yale. Not that he'd let me or naruto in without the grub, as long as I can pay, preferably upfront, he'd get me or an anthro in. Sadly, as much as I want to deny this fact. If I can go a year without pissing off my father, he'd lend me a loan. So if I needed a bit extra at the end of this year I'm sure he, or rather my sister, could talk him into giving me a loan. I have other people who work for my dad stationed at some of the best art schools, if naruto wanted to do writing there, even though it's at most any college." I explained.
"You got it all planned out huh?" he raised his eye brows at something to pin me at. He was looking for faults. How comical. "It seems your dad isn't happy about this..." he pointed between me and naruto "relationship either." he pointed out.
"No, but in truth he could care less about the fact I'm dating a Kitsune, and more about the fact I am not dating 'Sasuke Uchiha' the guy he would want to take on the family business seeing as both his sons are a fail. At least in his eyes. Kankuro, yes. But I'm only a fail at being a demon."
"So, he wants you to hook up with someone else?" his eyes flicked to naruto who had gotten really quiet during the whole thing.
"Naru, honey, are you ok? You haven't taken a sip of your milk." I asked. I said it quiet even though there was no point.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine. sorry." he said. He was more nervous than I was. Should I kiss him or would his uncle think that was gross?
Naruto
I just couldn't stand the conversation. I had mixed feelings of how embarrassing Jiraiya was being for asking these questions but also the conversation took a turn for me when Gaara said a few things. Like how he wanted to be a chef? It just seemed...awkward. He wanted people to see his art and appreciate it I knew that much.
But the worst part of it all was when they started talking of Gaara's dad not really liking the relationship. It made me think if Gaara's father would ever actually like me. I mean he absolutely hates Gaara so why wouldn't he hate me.
And then somehow Sasuke gets in the conversation to? It just seemed to be taking a rough turn. And I can't help to think that this isn't the last time a set of questions is going to be asked to my red head. Oh I can't wait until the "are you a virgin" question. That would be just dandy for my uncle.
I took a timid sip of my milk, noticing Gaara staring at me a little. We were sitting that close together at the table like usual but we were close enough.
"So...Gaara have you-"
"Jiraiya can you please stop the questions for now? I mean save some for later." I whispered and my uncle sighed in defeat. Gaara snickered and the silver haired man scooted his chair out from the table "Hey kit...how do I get to the bathroom again?" He asked.
"You just go...that way." I pointed the way and he smiled.
When he was gone Gaara stood up as well and kissed me lightly.
"You okay?"
"Yeah just...nervous." I admitted.
"I wanted to kiss you but...I didn't know if it was okay."
"You might be able to do it on the cheek or something...just not a full out make out session." although I wanted to kiss him so badly...it might calm me down. Gaara nodded in understandment.
"Now...Kit?"
"It's the name of a child fox..." I told him and Gaara smiled.
"It's kind of cute." he sneered.
"Shut up." I said playfully
Gaara
I kissed him happily to help calm him down. He took the opportunity to get some tongue while his uncle was taking a leak.
"I hope I'm not interrupting something." Jiraiya scoffed from the doorway as he re-entered.
"Oh sorry. You're fine." I said pulling away from a blushing naruto.
He grunted. Naruto suggested we all go sit on the couch. Naruto sat between us, keeping us a fair distance away. I guess at the moment it wasn't a bad thing.
"So... naruto. Do you still write those... stories?' he asked. Wanting to put a word there like stupid or something but decided not to.
"yeah." naruto blushed and stared at the floor.
"He's actually not bad at writing them." I tried to make him feel better.
"And what would you know about reading and writing?" Jiraiya said in an 'I know more than you' voice.
"Well for one thing I have read all of your books. My brother owns every single one and I get second dibbs. Naruto told me your pen name. Many people in this world would freak if they knew you were an anthro... the rest who read your books will be too busy having sex to care." I said.
Naruto looked like he was trying to burn a whole in the wall with his vision.
"Well... does that mean you liked them?"
"Yes. The plot and sex is great, but you don't take time to frame your characters. It makes people think all sex is about shallow people. But in truth I find making love to be much more sensual when both partners are actually working to give each other pleasure. Naruto are you ok? You look hot?" I said assessing his blush.
"And you would know about sensual sex?"
"I'm a 18 year old boy. I hate to admit it but I have had sex with a few people before I met naruto, but only one relationship." I answered.
"Ok, ok ok ok. I think I'm starting to get hungry Gaara could you make us something to eat?"
"Of course babe."
I listened to their conversation to the best of my ability but only caught bits and pieces.
"You shouldn't ask him about his sex life..." Naruto voice, Jiraiya whispered something "that's none of your business!"
It got quiet. "He treats me nice, that's all I ask for."
"Are you in it for the money?"
"No, I love him uncle"
"It just doesn't make sense... how could you... kiss THAT?" he said.
Naruto sighed. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to invite you here. I thought maybe... you loved me enough to look past that and try to make it work." he said a sad tone in his voice.
"Now kit, you know I don't mean it like that. I'm just saying I don't trust him and-"
"Well I do!" Naruto nearly shouted. I'd never heard him talk like that. Eventually the white haired old Kitsune made his way into the kitchen. Seating himself awkwardly at the table. Naruto wasn't with him. I guessed he was in the bathroom, I hope he's ok.
Naruto
My throat literally felt like it was swollen from trying to not cry. I just couldn't take it anymore! I knew, somewhere deep in my heart, that my uncle wouldn't except Gaara because he is a demon...but I had some hope that maybe he would actually like Gaara a little but instead he just flat out tells me he doesn't trust him?
I just know that my parents would of approved...my dad even tried to make peace with the demons once before. And my mom would be happy with anything I choose as long as I bathe and eat veggies. Her smiles were just like mine...
Now I'm really beginning to miss them...
I wiped my eyes at the invisible tears that were there. I wasn't going to cry I promised myself that and...I had locked myself in the bathroom. It's just not fair! Nothing I do is enough to satisfy the old man and right when I begin to think it can't get worst they talk about sex and Jiraiya's porn. And of course I just think it's my uncle contradicting himself when he makes fun of my Yaoi. Not calling it art when at the same time I just think his porn isn't art either. Maybe I respect him as a writer but I still don't like his work.
And Gaara even APPROVED of his writing yet my uncle just goes ahead and begins dissing him on it... I don't hate him. I can't he's my last family that I have left...but that doesn't mean I can like how he's acting.
I jumped at a knock at the door.
"Naru...sweetie are you okay? You've been in there for maybe 15 minutes and dinners ready..." I heard Gaara say a bit worriedly.
"Y-Yeah I-I'm fine..."
"You don't sound fine. You don't sound like the happy go lucky naruto I know and love." I heard him say and I could just see him softly smirking.
I unlocked the door only to pull Gaara into the bathroom with me. I hugged him close, my face in his chest.
"Naru?"
"I'm Sorry...on how he's treating you...on everything."
"No don't be sorry Naruto it's alright...my dad would of did the same thing." He petted my head and I shook my head.
"No...You wouldn't let your dad get even close to me."
"... True."
"Maybe...maybe I sh-shouldn't of aloud him to come here. It was a stupid idiotic idea."
"No it's alright...really. Don't say that. He's your last relative. If you lost contact with him you would most likely regret it for the rest of your life. And a sad naruto isn't a good naruto. I can handle him...really it's no problem."
"But...I don't know if I can handle him! He's just acting so rude to you and...Sooner or later, while he's here he's going to probably try to keep me away from you as much as possible."
"But I have you now." He smirked and leaned down a bit to kiss me, causing me to blush and forget about a lot of the things that were bothering me.
When he let go he smiled, so did I, "Come on cutie pie lets go eat okay? Your uncle is practically sulking."
"Then let him sulk..."
"Naru..." he said somewhat warningly.
"I'm sorry...plus just a heads up...he might have just have heard everything we just said in the bathroom..." smiled weakly and Gaara lowered his head.
"There wasn't anything bad said though so...I think I'm good." He grinned at me and kissed my forehead.
Gaara
"Ok, who's hungry? I know I am?" I smiled, passing a plate each to Naruto's uncle and then to Naruto before turning and getting my own.
"No, Gaara, you don't have to wait on naruto and I hand and foot just for my sake." he said as if it was just an act.
"It doesn't make a difference. I do this anyway." he raised an eye brow.
"It's true" naruto sighed. "I feel kinda lazy when he's here actually. He cooks, serves me. We both clean up together... once he taught me how to cook, and let me help him. He opens every door for me to. It's sweet, but annoying at the same time." naruto intervened.
"He let you cook?" Jiraiya's eyes popped out of his head at the same time I said.
"Wanna' know what is annoying? uke's who don't appreciate their seme's." I teased.
"I never said I didn't appreciate it.' Naruto pouted.
"Just eat." I laughed and kissed him on the cheek, before sitting down with my plate. Naruto and I immediately started eating, but Jiraiya sniffed the first bite of each food before letting it enter his mouth.
Dinner was quiet, but then naruto suddenly yelped and pulled his hand from the table and onto his lap muttering a profanity. "Shit."
"Wha's wong?" I said food in my mouth. I chewed and smiled as naruto squinted his eyes and shook his head.
"N-Nothing." he stammered, I noticed he was clenching his finger in-between the pants fabric. He peeked at it, saw some blood and yelped again hiding the finger once more.
"You cut your finger, didn't you?" I asked, being able to tell by his actions and by the small smell.
He shook his head franticly. I sighed. "Let me see."
Again, he shook his head no. "Naru, come on don't be stubborn. It could get infected-"
"Naruto, get away from him."
Naruto wasn't listening to either of us, staring at his hand in horror.
"Don't look at it Naruto, you know you're skittish around the sight of blood..."
"G...Ga..."
"Give me your hand." I reached down to pick up his hand and jumped the moment I heard:
"NARUTO, I SAID TO GET AWAY FROM HIM!" Jiraiya was between us, he pushed naruto to one side and me to the other. I didn't fall over, but stepped back a few feet. Naruto, who was in more of a daze than I was, fell over and crawled into a corner, using the wall to help get up.
"You didn't have to push him!" I shouted.
"Don't go near him when he's hurt..."
"I wouldn't hurt naruto!"
"You stupid demons, all of you.." but I stopped listening, and Jiraiya stopped yelling once he realized I wasn't paying attention to him but to naruto, who had stood frozen upon seeing his bloody finger (now dripping more blood because he hadn't applied pressure)and turned white as a sheet.
"Naruto?" I said. I watched one drop of blood leak down his finger and finally fall onto the floor. I was so occupied with the blood I didn't notice Naruto's leaning to one side, but realized what was gonna happen just seconds before he fell over, passed out from seeing his own blood. I had tried to catch him, but Jiraiya stopped me before I could get close, resulting in the world going slow motion for me as the blond haired head bounced off the wooden floors.
"Naruto! Now look what you did!" I pushed Jiraiya out of the way and picked up naruto off the floor, taking him to the bathroom. I cleaned his finger and bandaged it up in 10 seconds flat. His head was turning into a small bump where he hit it. I couldn't remember to apply heat or ice, so I brought naruto to my room and lay him down, turning on my computer to look it up.
Naruto
The last thing I could remember was blood. It was my blood but it was still the red stuff that haunted my very being. Wait...scratch that. The last thing I remember is Gaara's face caught in-between horror and anger. Then it all went black.
I wasn't really paying attention to anything that was being yelled or said before the world went black. The only true thoughts on how even that small red substance dripping from my finger could cause my death. Don't ask me how I could ever think up that conclusion but the thought absolutely horrified me to be even thinking of the outside world.
"I told you to get away from him didn't I!" I heard someone scream. Jiraiya.
"It was YOUR fault in the first place that he got hurt!" Gaara? Oh god were they fighting! I tried to move my body but failed from my head feeling like it weighed 1000 pounds.
"MY fault! I was protecting him! You demons and blood-"
"I'm used to his blood from the times I have protected him, like when he got beat up at school for being gay or when my brother accidently br- shit..."
"Your brother did what! I knew it! A demon had hurt him and it's your fault." Jiraiya yelled at Gaara.
"I know it's my fault, you think I don't know that! I love him and at least I try to protect him and help him unlike you have!" Gaara yelled back.
"And what do you mean by that?" my uncle growled.
"I mean that naruto told me how you were embarrassed to be around him because he was gay. How when he would get beat up you wouldn't show you cared and said stop acting like a girl. Yet naruto loved you and said that you actually did care even if you didn't want to show it." My red head growled.
"I...you..." Jiraiya froze..."I love naruto too. But it's because of demons that I lost two very important people in my life and almost lost kit there..."
"You don't seem like you love him for not rusting or approving of our relationship..."
It got silent and I don't know if it was because I blacked out again or because no one was talking anymore.
But the silence did get changed when ruffling of what seemed like a washcloth was taken off my head, leaving a cool breeze and me to groan.
"Kit? You okay?"
"J-Jiraiya? W-Where's Gaara." I said a bit confused. I would think my red head would be the one here. My uncle slightly snarled under his breath.
"He said about going to Marvin's to see if he had some ice." I frowned at his tone of voice.
"D-Did...you two have a fight?" asked. I didn't want to say something without being sure. I mean I could have imagined it all.
"Um...be quite for no kit. You got a big bump on your noggin. Rest but don't fall asleep yet." He said trying to change the subject, "I...I didn't know you were...scared of blood."
"I've told you many times...you just didn't listen." I said a bit sadly.
Gaara
"You ok up there? I heard some yelling..." Marvin said to me.
"Yeah, it's nothing do you have some ice?" I tried to play it off; sadly he seemed the nosy type.
"Yeah, why? Did he do something wrong? Did ya hit him?"
"Wha-no!" I said.
"He fell and hit his head. We don't have a freezer yet, so I don't have any." I explained.
"Then why were you yelling?"
"He has some family over and well; we don't get along... exactly. Now can I please have some ice before he gets a concussion." it took nearly all my self control to not punch his face in and take his ice.
"Alright alright fine." he grumbled walking in his house and returning a few moments later with a Ziploc bag filled with ice. I thanked him quickly and headed upstairs.
Naruto was awake and talking with his uncle. I didn't even greet his uncle. "Ok so the internet was giving me mixed answers to I texted Tsunade and she said to switch heat and ice. I got some ice from Marvin" I said his name as if faking I was about to throuw up.
"Who's Marvin?" Jiraiya asked, I almost just growled and ignored him, but Naruto looked like he had been through enough shit today, so I decided to not pick a fight with his uncle... again.
"He's our landlord... and a real bastard." I huffed. Naruto gave me the look that said calm down.
"What happened?" he said, turning his head slightly to see me better, and wincing just a bit. I explained as I put the ice bag over his bump, now the size of a half dollar.
"He... he asked what all the yelling was about, after I had asked about the ice... he put two and two together and... he asked if I... if you did something wrong and I... hit you... god I would never... I was about to hit him, I'll tell you what I was gonna hit..."
"Wow, Gaara you need to chill." Naruto said, trying to sit up to calm me down but he winced at the pain and I pushed him back down.
"Tsunade says I worry too much... do you think that?" I asked him.
"I don't mind. I'd rather you freak out and be wrong than say 'oh your fine' when I need to go to the hospital." naruto said.
"True...ok" I decided to ignore my aunt.
The silence was the most awkward I have ever had to deal with. To avoid Jiraiya's eyes I looked out the window. Naruto's eyes had drifted close, I thought he was asleep.
"G-Gaara? Did you two have fight?" he asked his voice small. "He won't tell me." naruto added as an afterthought. His uncle grunted.
"It's nothing for you to worry about. It's behind us now." I assured him. I didn't want him to worry about me and his uncle getting along, when he had another stress as it was. "I can deal with him. If it makes you happy."
I half expected naruto to say "do I look happy?" because in truth he didn't, but I guess he was too tired to do much else because he fell asleep. Or at least, I thought he did.
"Look... I'm sorry." Jiraiya said. Looking away."I guess I ... did ... over react... but what if it was more than just a small cut? What will you do? How will you take care of him?"
"Well, my brother accidently broke his wrist, the action its self wasn't on accident, but he got mixed up and didn't know Naruto was there as my guest. My aunt, Tsunade is a doctor. I take Naruto to her, when he gets hurt." I said.
"Great. Another demon." he rolled his eyes.
"No, actually... my aunt is a human. She's my... mother's sister. That's probably why I don't react as strongly to human blood. I also bleed but I heal much faster. Not to mention I am used to Naruto's blood already. He's so clumsy..."
Jiraiya just grunted.
"Well, it's getting late; do you want to go to bed?" I asked him.
"Yeah I guess... naruto sleeping with you?"
I nodded.
"You'll be ok in here kit?" he asked. Naruto muttered a yeah, I thought he was sleeping. How did Jiraiya know? Was it an anthro thing?
Naruto
Gaara didn't leave my side as Jiraiya left for another room. I guess they did have a fight...but it sounded sort of better. Okay it didn't sound better but more of it sounded as if they were forcing to be nice to each other. And how could I sleep with such a tough atmosphere surrounding me? I mean...yes I was tiered and after that fall I was even sleepier.
But my head was throbbing with a major migraine making me feel like I had a hangover...crap what if Jiraiya found out I got drunk once?
When the door closed I squinted my eyes open to see Gaara getting dressed in more comfortable clothes to be sleeping.
"G-Gaara?" He snapped his head toward me in worry.
"What is it?"
"D-Do we have p-pain medication. I got a head ache..." I winced
"Okay sweetie." he said nicely and left the room to get some pills. I sighed and tried to sit up in bed, feeling automatically dizzy from the head trauma I just received and fell back down. I gave up with a sigh as Gaara came back into the room with some water and pills in his hand.
He first replaced the ice with a warm washcloth then helped e sit up.
"You know I love you right?" He said and kissed my cheek and I would of nodded but I could barley move my head. I took the pills and Gaara helped me drink then he got up from the bed again.
"Y-Yeah I love you...you know that."
"I know but...just the whole thing with your uncle...I didn't know if you had second thoughts or something." Gaara said softly as he took out a pair of black fuzzy pj pants and an orange tank top.
"I could never have second thoughts...even after the Deidara thing I still loved you. I still do love you." I said sweetly and gave the best non-pain smile I could.
"Okay..." He said as if he wasn't convinced. When he came back to the bed I kissed him passionately.
"Don't doubt my love please?" I kissed the tip of his nose and he smiled at me.
"I won't doubt kay?" He snickered, "Now lift your arms...if you can." I did what I was told and Gaara took off my shirt, putting on the tank on my exposed skin.
"Now...time to take off the pants." Gaara smiled and I blushed while the red head took the rim in his hands and began to take them off, while not trying to move me much in case he hurt me by accident.
But of course, right at that moment, the door has to creek open and in comes my uncle.
"Hey, kit, do you have any extra-" He stopped his sentence short when he saw Gaara and my positions. And right away he closed the door. I blushed madly and Gaara laughed silently as he finished changing me into night clothes.
"I-I should g-go tell him it wasn't what it looked like..." I stuttered and Gaara laughed.
"No need. Just do so in the morning." He kissed my temple while I winced as I took off both the warm and cold objects that kept on being changed on my head.
"Fine..." Gaara laid me back down in the pillows and turned off the light, coming back to me and doing the same.