Love Lee's Room

He lifted his hand and patted her back. "It'll be alright."

She calmed and finally managed to stop her soft cries and shaking. Her head was propped up against his shoulder and she uttered out, "Thank you..."

He smiled. "Your welcome."

She felt cozy up against a heaving chest and almost fell asleep but managed to sit up with drooping eye lids. She took his hand and helped him up off the floor so that he was sitting up too and she blinked a few times before yanking off the bed sheets and the quilt distastefully.

"You seem tired..?" He said, noting her droopy eyes.

"Oh...that was very observational of you." she smiled to herself and sat at the edge of her mattress with her eyes closed. She didn't want to use those sheets because she'd probably get cozy and it was certainly gross knowing what was on it.

She yawned into her shoulder and then glanced at the bathroom through slits, "I need a shower. I feel....icky."

"I'll wait outside your room, if you wish?"

"Wait? Um...you can wait here but I do not see why you would wait at all..." her voice trailed off as she stared at him but looked away knowing staring was rude and said, "Um, wait here I suppose."

She gathered clean pajamas and went into the bathroom in the back of her room. It was a stand in shower so she was quick and made haste feeling it be wrong of her to take her time with her master waitting.

He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, waiting patiently.

She scrubbed herself thoroughly to get all that was from Kankuro off of her but made her skin irritated from trying to scrub off a hickey and whimpered before finishing and getting dressed.

He continued to wait patiently.

She came out brushing her hair. It was longer when untied. The long shimmering and damp locks fell just abover her knees and she sat down on the edge of her bed to brush it.

He kept his head down, staying leaned against the wall. "What do you plan to do when you see him?"

"Well he is no threat to you so-" she held a handful of hair in one hand and brushed with the other, "-I cannot kill him. Um...I am not su-" she stopped and blinked a bit as if an idea struck her. "What a pervert uses the most...Would you mind if I kicked him um-" she cupped her chin beginning to giggle. "Or maybe if I took off his-" She tilted her head to the side. "Well he is your brother so what do you think?"

"Well, since he did what he did, it may just be the best revenge for you. Go for it."

She smiled and finished brushing her hair. "Thank you for your approval Gaara sama." she bowed her head and looked for her hair tie to tie up her hair.

"Anytime." He smiled and nodded.

Once found she hoisted up her hair and made her usual high ponytail before lying on her tummy hugging her pillow so that it propped her head up, "What shall I do with those expensive clothes he bought me?" She asked absent mindedly.

"My best guess would be to keep them?" He shrugged. "I'm sorry, I'm really not sure."

She pouted, "I am so lost....I am unaware of what is right and what is wrong right now-argh!" she yelled into her pillow and when she was done her eyes closed and she sighed before looking at him.

"What he did was wrong." He replied. "There's one."

She smiled behind the pillow feeling he had been helpful in the subject of calming her but stating the obvious was certainly a wake up call.

"Hey um...do you think that him using me would be a good reason to keep the outfit?"

".. Um.. in terms of using, possibly. Otherwise, I'm not entirely sure."

She rolled onto her back and thought a while, "Do you think he cares? It was strange how he freely threw around his money...maube he would want his money back...."

"Don't give it to him. I believe that he does not deserve for you to even care about what he wants. Am I wrong?"