Keiko's POV
I could hear the pen effortlessly flow against the paper never missing a single beat, I couldn't even block the annoying rhythm out. And like every day almost as if it's a new routine exactly at 11:45 am the pen would stop in mid-motion, "Are you going to tell me where you got those wounds?" he asked. I could feel his eyes on me, studying me like I was some kind of wild animal.
My nails dug dangerously into the couch I was currently and unwillingly sitting on in his office. I been forced to sit in his office for the past week after I woke up from my injuries in the hospital. I was told until my wounds were healed I would be spending quality time with Gaara and to consider it as a time not only to heal my wounds but to bond with him. That part was not only disgusting but a lie, they just didn't have anyone to babysit me since Kankuro and Temari were busy with the preparations for the upcoming Chunin Exams.
His questions would be relentless until someone walked in, I didn't know why he asked I would always respond with the same answers every day.
"From the friendly sparring match with Yoko." I responded.
"Why didn't you say anything about being injured before the match?" he asked ignoring my previous answer.
"I wasn't hurt; why must we go through this every day?" I said, exhausted with his repetitive questions.
"Who hurt you?" he asked again ignoring yet again my question and answers.
"God dammit, I am perfectly capable of defending myself as if someone can hurt me" I snapped.
"Why did you let them hurt you?" He asked. I froze that bastard tricked me. "Was it your clan?" he asked not waiting for my response.
"Why do you care?" I asked. "Someone who made it awfully clear they didn't care what I did as long as I played my part is asking a lot of questions about things that doesn't concern him" I snarled.
"I" before he could finish Temari burst in with today's lunch. Lunch was usually disgusting, actually food in general was disgusting, I had a hard time stomaching it. But more importantly that woman, that dreadful woman who I think is called Sakura is right behind her. I really disliked her every since the episode in the hospital.
She plops herself right next to me. "Hello, Keiko" I could hear the smile in her voice. Just like Gaara she would ask the same questions every day, I hoped she leave the village soon. "I know you probably don't feel like talking but I also found these in your coat. I never seen anything like these before, they're not a secret right?" she asked while grabbing my hand in order to deposit a small round pill in my hand.
Every time she grabbed my hand I wanted to flinch, I really hated when people touched me. I felt the pill with my fingers. "They numb pain....for up to...four hours" I responded begrudgingly while handing the pill back making sure not to touch her. I felt the gazes of both Temari and Gaara watching our interactions.
"That's amazing. Where did you learn this, did someone teach you? She asked excitedly.
"No" I answered still annoyed, you would think she would get the hint. My clan never pestered me like this, they just left me to my own devices unless they wanted something or felt like punishing me for something I didn't do. So far I told her about the numerous pills I had in my coat the ones she found, they weren't any secret but I still hate delving any information about myself.
"Ohh, okay. Well, here's your lunch." She said pushing a brown, paper bag at me. I could smell the contents of the bag which made my stomach turn.
"Thanks" I replied halfheartedly taking the bag from her outstretched hand.
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Trouble in Suna: Gaara fanfic {Under Construction}
FanfictionForced into a loveless arranged marriage due to a promise she made long ago, Keiko is deeply troubled by her haunting past and the current. She then arrives in Suna and upon meeting her future husband brief words are exchanged which can never be tak...