Chapter 31: Brush with Death
After the training grounds and assuring everyone he was fine, Gaara had retired to his room. He was puzzling over the incident and the questions that followed. His tea cooling.
"She didn't touch you, did she?" They had asked, looking over him worriedly.
"Just a nick from the looks of it." Someone gestured to his coat before he convinced them to let him leave.
"A brush with death can shake even the strongest." They had mumbled as though turning around was enough for Gaara not to overhear.
A knock at the door, he frowned only for Akira to enter anyway.