Chappy two of the sequel people! Here we go!!

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I grinned eagerly. I was finally getting out of this damn hospital today.

It was kind of a shame though, as Naruto went back to the Leaf village yesterday. He said he wanted to stay and help out whilst I was rehabilitating, but as he was the Hokage, really had to go back. And I couldn't blame him. Of course his people needed him!

"Ready?" Temari asked a few minutes later, and I noticed the Kazekage in the doorway. He looked tense, as usual. He's kind of creepy. He always seems to be around somewhere when something happens regarding my recovery. I kind of wish he would go away, but at the same time am glad he's there. It makes me feel safe. He makes me feel safe. It's confusing, and more than a little frustrating.

Which reminds me... I still need to ask Temari what the Kazekage was to me.

Gaara... that name is so irritatingly familiar!

"Yeah." I slowly slid me legs out of the bed, and, using both Temari and the bedpost, managed to stand. I felt a sharp, yet numbing sensation in my stomach, and started to wobble. Blood spilled over my lip, and both Temari, the nurse and the Kazekage looked horrified. I wiped it away, brushing it off as nothing.

My limbs felt numb and weird, almost inflated, somehow, and when I looked, the veins on my wrist seemed strange. I don't know how I knew, but they were definitely sticking out more than they should be.

I ran a finger over them absently, then gave Temari an assuring look. "You can let go. I'm fine."

She frowned at me a second, but complied, stepping away and letting go of me. I shifted my gaze to the window, a mere few feet in front of me, and gritted my teeth in determination. I took a small, halting step- amazed that my legs were actually still working; I'd been off of my feet Kami knows how long- and then glared at my legs a little and moved a bit further forward.

I don't know what made it, exactly, but there was a sudden loud noise, and my head snapped to it, but was greeted by cold prickles washing over my skin, and my eyes rolling back into my head of their own accord. A knee-jerk reaction, I shut them tight as I started falling, but was suddenly halted by being gently caught. I opened my eyes to see the uniform of the Kazekage himself, as he righted me on my feet, then stayed holding onto me while I regained my balance. I shook my head a little.

"Head rush..." I mumbled, straightening up, then avoiding the redhead's penetrating gaze as I blushed a little in embarassment, "Arigatou, Kazekage-sama."

I may not have been looking directly at him, but I still saw him flinch. I looked up at him; he looked as if he had been stung, and this time he avoided my gaze, a slight blush showing on his cheeks. I frowned in confusion, then looked to Temari in question. She shrugged.

Seeming to regain his composure, the Kazekage brought his head back up to look at me, the blush now gone once more. He seemed to be debating something with himself, and then a little amount of concern showed on his handsome features- wait, handsome?! Where the hell did that come from?!

Oh well, I suppose... I can admit that he is handsome. Jeez Kaien, grow up. So what if he is good-looking? Like he'd be interested.

And anyway, he was sort of creepy. There was something about him... perhaps it was the cold demeanor he projected.

And I still had to ask Temari what he was to me!!!

"Are you sure she is okay to leave?" the Kazekage spoke to the nurse, but he kept looking at me from the corner of his eye.

"Well, Gaara-sama, her heart rate has been stable for weeks, and her blood levels have stopped increasing... the sample we took has even stopped, though it filled about ten blood bags... she should be fine." the nurse's expression became thoughtful, and she adjusted her glasses on her nose. "And if I am correct, Kaien-san lives in the Kazekage building, which is right next to the hospital..."

The Kazekage looked semi-appeased, as did Temari. "Ah, arigatou, Yuuri-san."

I just stood there in utter shock.

WHY THE HELL DID I LIVE IN THE KAZEKAGE BUILDING?!

*A/n- Lol, she's so naive!!! You'd think she'd of figured it out by now.*

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Well, now I was back at my apparent 'home', the Kazekage tower. The Kazekage himself; I rarely saw him, but it seemed Temari and her brother Kankuro both lived nearby. I liked Kankuro. He was weird, and kind of perverted, but funny.

It was a good thing I'd lived with Deidara and Kisame for so long, or I wouldn't have understood half of what he said.

But in any case, I'd been at this place, my supposed home, for a few days now, and the only time I actually saw the Kazekage was on the few occasions we would, say, pass in the hall. And even then he'd have that weird, pensive look on his face, as I nodded and smiled politely in greetig. Of course, he'd nod back, but he wouldn't smile. It seemed weird, but I could easily picture his smile. Yes... he would have a small, almost non-existant smile, yet still just as meaningful. I had this urge to try and make him smile, just to see if I was right, but.... I wouldn't have a clue how to go about it.

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"I'm so BOOOOREEDD!!" I scowled at the wall, then at my swollen leg. I had tripped from dizziness and sprained my ankle, and now had to stay off of it for two days. Typical eh? And after that I have to use a stupid crutch for a week to help me walk.

I ran my hand back through my hair in frustration, and was instantly hit with a memory. It was fuzzy, just a mere reminiscent reminder of a sensation, a touch... a texture.

I remembered running my hands through something soft, silky, and red. I instantly thought of the Kazekage's blood red hair, but shook it off in annoyance, deeming it highly unlikely.

I remembered combing my fingers through it, feeling tiny movements as whatever it was shuddered or shivered, one of the two.... but then it cut off.

I grabbed the cushion from my lap and hurled it across the room, hitting the wall with a thump. I grunted in irritation.

"Why can't I remember?!"

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I groaned in irritation, and carefully lifted myself from the couch, my restless mood finally getting to me. I just felt so... so lazy! Sure, I had sprained my ankle, but I wanted to be on my feet, moving around! Not stuck inside on my butt!

Although... call me crazy, but I kind of wanted to go back to the hospital. It interested me, what was happening there, and I had even watched closely as the nurses injected me with all kinds of stuff, while both Naruto and Temari had to look away. I found it all intriguing.

And from what Temari and Naruto had filled me in on, I was practised in medical ninjutsu. I figured I must have learnt it in the time that I couldn't remember. But still, I should probably go over the basics again just to make sure I know it.

I wonder if I was any good? I mean, I know I was trained in medical ninjutsu, but neither Temari nor Naruto told me if I was good at it. I can't of been that bad, can I?

Shrugging it off, I grabbed my crutch at the doorway and left. I didn't really need it; I seem to be a fast healer, but I took it with me to appease all of these other people who grass me up to Temari and the Kazekage when I leave without it.

I gazed around a moment, before deciding on a destination and heading to Kankuro's. I was in the mood for some light, unimportant chatter... though I also had some questions, and I knew I could get the answers from Kankuro. He was decidedly less... tough, than his sister.

I knocked hard on the door, and after a minute, it was opened by a make up-less, yukata-clad Kankuro. He yawned, and blinked sleepily at me, before stepping away and letting me in. He shut the door behind me.

"'sup?" he asked, and I frowned.

"Don't tell me you were actually asleep at this time of day?!" he rubbed his eyes and frowned at me, scrutinising me carefully.

"Yeah. What of it?" his eyes narrowed. He knew something was up. "Don't change the subject."

I frowned at my hands, ringing them nervously, then brought my eyes to meet Kankuro's. "I keep... getting these flashes of memories, and I..." I paused, then gave Kankuro an intense look. "I want to know who Kazekage-sama was to me!"

Kankuro stared at me, wide-eyed, then sighed. "Temari'll have my head for this..." he looked back at me, and pointed to my hand. "You see that ring?"

I nodded, quickly glancing at the beautiful glass band around my ring finger.

Kankuro regarded me sadly, then continued. "Gaara made it. Kaien, he's your fiancé."

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