through the sand, for you. (gaara x reader)

chapter two

"I am so sorry Miss l/n. I will give you and your friend some space." The doctor said giving an uneven smile before walking out the door.

I can't breathe. My heart was just ripped straight out of my chest, my dreams were crushed as soon as the doctor started talking. It isn't his fault, I know but now I can't be a shinobi. And as soon as that door shut, I broke.

That damned Akatsuki member, 'Toby', stabbed right through the left side of my stomach using his partner's sword, and broke my left wrist. And then that blonde basically blew me up! Normally a ninja would be able to heal from these wounds, but for me, only the wrist will heal because the poisons I carry in my sash were broken during the fight and they leaked through into my blood. I am immune to all of my brews except one, no one I have ever fought has been immune to this and I only bring it out when I am struggling. And this one ruins chakra, chakra connections and points in the body. It shouldn't have broken, I think this Toby guy knew I was carrying it. It was like he knew who I was.

I don't want to think about it anymore.

I am lucky to be alive and I am very grateful to be alive but now it's as if I don't have a purpose anymore. I am crushed.

"I am so sorry l/n." Temari sat on the hospital bed next to me and held me, and all I could do was cry. I sobbed in her arms but soon visiting hours were over and I am now left alone in this bland hospital room.

Shifting on the hospital bed, I turn to face the window. "At least I got a nice view." I gave a bitter laugh, staring out the window and into the deep mysterious sky. It really is beautiful.

"Temari wanted to make you as comfortable as possible, so I was forced to make some demands on behalf of her." A deep voice came from the door.

"Oh how terrible, must have been so hard on you." I breathed a pause. "Gaara. Why are you here?"

"y/n. You nearly died, and you now are unable to be of any use to the village." Gaara sighed.

...Ouch, insensitive dick. I stay quiet not wanting to respond.

"Hmm, not going to respond." He observed. "Anyways, you are smart and it would be stupid to give you an average job. So once you are healed, you will be working next to me in my office."

What the fuck did he just say, OH HELL NO. He cannot just walk in here, call me useless and then tell me, no, decide for me that I will be working alongside him. Does he not know who I am?

"Excuse me?" I turn to face him but I feel a hand on my shoulder. How the fuck did he move so quickly? Why is he even behind me?! My mind is racing.

"Don't move." Leaning close to my ear he continues, "I need you healed as soon as possible, and you turning around and moving for useless reasons will only slow that process down."

He doesn't remove his hand straight away, instead slowly brushes it down my arm. I try to contain the shudder but it is useless, though I don't think he notices it. I am so confused as to why he is even here.

"I won't force it on you, but really you think you can go and work an average job?" he continued blankly. No emotions whatsoever with this boy.

And just like that, he is gone, I don't even get to respond. He makes me so angry. Gaara is always cold towards everyone but I have always gotten the coldest side of him for no reason. I have been around the three sand siblings since I was born. Gaara and I are the same age, we literally grew up together and I am best friends with his sister, Kankuro and I get along well and he for some reason hates me.

I'll admit when we were children I was definitely annoying, but I only wanted to be his friend and god did I try hard. I felt bad for him because everyone was always scared of him because of Shukaku. And that every second-day shukaku was trying to kill people, but I have never been scared of Gaara and I never will be, working chakra or not. But he always pushed me away, literally, or he would yell and eventually he would just walk away and ignore me.

I don't remember the last time we have ever had a full conversation about something that isn't a mission, but now the wonderful Kazekage wants me working by his side almost twenty-four hours a day.

God, I think this has been one of the most stressful days of my life.