Who am I? [Gaara]

Chapter 14

I wake up, slowly opening my eyes. I really don't feel like getting up. I glance over at the clock. I have to be at the hospital in an hour. Just sugar. I drag myself out of bed, my head throbbing. Every muscle in my body seems to have frozen. Every step I take brings more and more discomfort. My body feels stiff.

"Is this what they call a 'bad morning'?" I ask myself out loud.

Note to self: Never sleep in the hospital uniform. I might just take the day off; I'm in no condition to treat anyone. I change into a loose pink t-shirt and a pair of shorts. These are so much more comfortable than the uniform. I brush my teeth quickly, and hurry over to the Hokage's office.

I knock on the door promptly.

"Enter." I hear the Hokage's usual tone. I push the heavy door open, my muscles going stiff with effort. I slip inside before the door shuts again.

"Kasumi?" He raised an arching brow at my presence.

"Lord Hokage, I don't feel too well today, so I don't think I'll be able to work at the hospital." I tried to smile kindly at him.

"I see. I'll notify the hospital. Get better soon." He says sympathetically. I take it he wants me to leave now, so I bow respectively and exit the room. I'm walking down the corridor, staring down at the ground. I really don't feel like doing anything today.

I finally get back to my house and slump down onto the bed. I think I caught some kind of virus or something, I don't know. I'm just tired. I feel my eyes beginning to close.

"Stay awake, Kasumi. You haven't even had breakfast yet." I remind myself. Sighing, I drag myself from my bedroom over to the kitchen. The dishes have really piled up over the past couple of days. Oops. I walk over to the fridge. It's empty. Literally.

"Just sugar..." I mutter, walking over to the pantry. I find cookies. Slowly, I begin putting them in my mouth, not really focusing on eating. Just the taste really got me over whelmed.

"I didn't even get to wish Gaara good luck for the exam. Though, knowing him, he won't need luck to pass it." I stare out of the window, which is coated in a light layer of dust. I really need to hire somebody to clean my house for me. I'm way too lazy. Before I know it, the cookies are gone. I'm still hungry though. I walk back over to the pantry. There's nothing left. Great. If my 'brother' didn't kill me, than hunger and laziness will. I go back to bed, and quickly fall asleep.

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There is a loud knock on the door. I open my eyes and look at the clock. It's already 7pm. I've been asleep for that long?! I get out of bed and wrap my blanket around myself. I think I've got a fever.

Walking over to the door, I nearly tripped over my own feet. Great one, Kasumi. I open the door shakily.

"G-Gaara?" I gasped.

"You look terrible." He says, slightly taken aback by my appearance.

"Happy to see you too." I mutter quietly. Man, Gaara can be so rude. Ah!

"S-sorry, I just..."

"Don't worry. So, how was the exam?" I ask, changing the subject. I can't really blame him for being truthful, can I?

"Fine."

"What did you have to do?"

"Written test."

"Was it fun?"

"No." his answers are always so short. It sort of annoys me.

"Why not?" I ask. Aha! Now he's going to have to say more than two words to answer precisely.

"Because I didn't get to kill." He says bluntly. Oh, that's right. Shukaku is probably asking for blood.

"Just because there were no deaths it doesn't mean it was bad." I argue back slanting my eyes.

"It does." He parted his lips and glares animosity at me.

"Whatever floats your boat." I give up on trying being positive. I feel like my energy is being stolen from me by the walls of the house, and everything within them.

"Gaara, if you want, you can come in, but I'm warning you, my house is a total dump at the moment." I say.

"Isn't it always?" He smirks. I roll my eyes and let him in, shutting the door behind him. We walk into the living room and sit down on my little sofa.

"Man, you are so lucky!" A thought suddenly hits me

"How so?" He raised an arching brow.

"You get to take part in the chunin exams." I chimed.

"You can to." He says bluntly yet again.

"Medical ninja move up in ranks through operations and other medical-related activity. It used to be that they took part in the exams like everybody else, but because a medical ninja isn't usually great at attacking, most failed the exam and the Hokage decided to change the way how they move up the ranks" I explained.

Gaara nods, letting me know that he understands. Then he suddenly stands up.

"Well, I'd better go." He blandly says.

"But why?! You just came!" I poured crossing my hands over my chest like a whiny five year old.

"I'm not suppose to leave the house. I came here to check on you. I was walking past the hospital today, so I decided.... To say hi to you.... And the nurses told me you weren't feeling great, and took the day off. So I just came to make sure you weren't dead." I feel my cheeks heating up. I know I really shouldn't but I look him right in the eyes,

"And what if I was dead?" I smirked deviously and arched a mocking eyebrow up at him tautly.

"You're not dead, end of story." He says, walking over to the door.

"Alright, well, thanks for worrying about me. Good luck on the exam tomorrow!" I say as I watch him walk away.

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