[round 1, day 3] tried counting sheep

[ninjasloveme]

Characters: Gaara, Grenn Atair, YOU.
Format: Any
This log is: open (closed in the case of Grenn's thread, open otherwise)
Location: White dorm's courtyard. Other courtyards.
Summary: Insomnia works out badly when you don't have supernatural energy reserves to feed on. Gaara keels over several times over the course of one day.
Warnings: Mention of blood.

He'd only been in this world three days, and already Gaara was feeling the fatigue of insomnia settling back over his brain. Without chakra, he couldn't bolster his mental reserves - without chakra, he shouldn't be able to suppress the One-Tail at all, which he would have noticed if he was thinking straight - and until he could find someone able to determine whether he was the sole inhabitant of his own body, he definitely wasn't sleeping. The other 'students' would be the victims of that mistake if he allowed himself to make it. Mikoto, Sakura, Enki. The risk was unacceptable.

Unfortunately, without those mental reserves, Gaara was just a sixteen-year-old boy. And this boy had just reached his limit.

In the middle of a courtyard, sixty-five hours after he'd arrived, Gaara swayed, rubbed his eyes, and crumpled like he'd been hit with a metal bat.

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[ninjasloveme]

"... Can't sleep," he managed, after he'd focused properly on Enki's worried expression. Had he drifted off? The thought shook him further out of his daze, and his eyes closed once, then opened again, fully alert. Enki must have woken him up. "Thank you."

[choseanidiot]

Shaking his head, Enki frowned at Gaara's still rather fuzzy expression.

"No problem. But you were sleeping, and I saw nothing wrong?" Because when he'd seen Gaara, the teenager had been face-down on the ground for who knows how long.

He looked faintly peaked, but that couldn't be why he couldn't (wasn't supposed to?) sleep, since, well, he had been.