Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ How a Fangirl Drives Ninjas Crazy ❯ How a Fangirl Becomes an Insomniac ( Chapter 2 )

Why a Fangirl is an Insomniac

 

Gaara sighed in relief, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes. He was lucky that the “fangirl” had fallen for his sand replication. At least he knew how to get rid of her now and what he would do was NOT what Kakashi had suggested.

Pushing himself off of the wall, he began to walk to meet the rest of his team at the gate. Now that that girl was gone, he was free to leave.

The only warning he had was a rush of wind. He turned, and as if in slow motion, the girl was leaping through the air towards him, arms outstretched. Flinging his arms up, the sand flew around him, creating an impenetrable sand ball.

He heard the thump as she hit the wall, then the slow slide as she fell down the wall. Sighing, he leaned back, crossing his arms as he tried to relax.

A scurrying sound made one eye crack open, then the other as it increased. Frowning in confusion, he pondered as to what could be making that sound.

 

Kakashi strolled along the street, still reading his book. A shifting sound made him look up and he forced a chuckle down. Gaara, who was undoubtedly inside the sand ball in front of him, shouldn't be warned about the fact that the fangirl was sitting on top of the ball, digging furiously away at the sand with her hands.

Perching on a fence nearby, he watched her for a while. If only Naruto could have that kind of concentration, he thought wistfully. She was completely focused on her task, to the point of not noticing that the sand was replacing itself.

Grinning, he appeared silently behind her. He tapped her on the shoulder gently and she looked up, still digging. “Here,” he said, handing her a small shovel. “Maybe this will help.”

She grinned and took it from him. Now she threw her whole weight behind the shovel, digging in even deeper. Kakashi stayed there a while longer, occasionally pointing out a better place to dig. Eventually he retired to the fence, closing his eyes and napping.

 

Gaara, unknowingly, imitated Kakashi, in lightly dozing as he waited for the sounds to die down. Slowly, over the next few hours, they became fewer and far between. He guessed it to be about midnight when they completely stopped.

Stretching as much as he could within his sand prison, he shook himself to wake up. He figured he'd wait about another hour and then maybe he could finally go meet his team.

So the time passed, and the sounds were still gone, he released the sand prison.

Unfortunately for the Sand Ninja, the fangirl had been clutching the shovel beside her, the easier to begin digging again when she woke up. As the sand ball released, she fell and the shovel hit Gaara square in the face.

The last thought before he passed out and she clung to him once more was: “Where the hell did she get the shovel?”