Dear Diary
Chapter eight: I can't wait to see that boy again
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A/N: And back to Gai! Yay!
I do not own Naruto. I only own my own creativity (Though my mother would have you believe that is actually hers… Don't believe everything you hear, folks)
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Dear Diary,
My head hurts, so I will keep this short. Even though I almost wish I could write all my thoughts down. Kami knows I could use the help in organizing them. But I have a concussion. It's actually pretty bad. Kakashi gave it to me. I think I might have preferred flowers…
He came here, the day after he yelled his confession. I thought I was having a fever induced hallucination. It seems I was wrong. I'm happy about that. I think. If only my head didn't hurt so bad. It would probably be easier to think.
I think I may have been a little mean when I asked him to leave. But his presence made my heart race and my blood pressure shoot up. It didn't help my head much. I will see him soon, though. Not too soon. I want to be able to think before I see him again. I do not want to carelessly hurt this man again. So there will be a date. A first date. My very first date. I am nervous.
Should I plan this? Should he? Surely he has more experience. And I am curious to see what he would come up with. Yet at the same time, is this not the chance to show him how much I love him? What would he like to do? No, there is no way I am taking him to see that movie. He has seen it plenty of times already. And I do not wish to ever see it. Dinner? Mask. Drinks? Mask. Training? He will hate me for the rest of my life. I would deserve it.
Right now, my head hurts too much. I will think on it later. It is time I say goodnight and go to sleep. Undoubtedly my dreams will be plagued by his presence. I cannot wait.
Sincerely, Gai M.