I was sitting at home and doing nothing but cleaning. Nobody really bothers me I live in a abandoned neighborhood at the edge of Suna. I have friends but, only three of them actually live in the village. You may have guessed it but if not I'll tell you. Yup, I'm friends with the sand siblings, Gaara's my best friend and he has been since we were little kids (whether he'll admit it or not). We used to do almost everything together and, yes, he has tried to kill me, twice. Ever since Gaara has become the Kazekage we haven't spent as much time together as we used to don't get me wrong I'm proud of him and all, it's just, I miss hanging out with him. The one thing that really bugs me is the random explosion of fan-girls that only like him because he's the Kazekage. Truth be told I still remember when people used to run in fear of him, that was two years ago! But now it's all "OMG! KAZEKAGE-SAMA WE LOVE YOU!" Stupid. When others saw a monster, I saw someone who was deeply misunderstood. It's sad really. As I resumed my cleaning I started to sing to my iPod. "I cannot take this any more saying everything I've said before. All these words they make no sense I found bliss an ignorance. The less I hear the less you say, You'll find that out any waaaaaaay (just like before) EVERY THING YOU SAY TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and I"m about to break." Just then I felt a tapping on my shoulder so I whipped around into my pathetic defensive pose. "Were you just singing 'One step closer' by Linkin park?"
"Damn it Gaara, don't scare me like that!"
"And you call your self a Kunoichi."
"No, you call me a Kunoichi. I call myself angry at you right now."
"Love you too."
'Yah sure you do, like you reeeeaally know that I've had a crush on you since I was five' "Will you scat, I have cleaning to do."
"Is that any way to talk to your Kazekage?"
"Kazekage or not, you're still Gaara to me. Best Friend, Person I can come to for almost anything, and now person who is bugging me. Gaara let's face it you know me, if I don't do this now then it'll never get done."
"Good point, well I got a truck load of paperwor- Hey wait what do you mean almost anything? Are you hiding something from me?"
"Do you seriously think I'd come to you with my love life?"
"I thought you're single?"
"I am."
"So...Do you have any one in mind? Come on you can tell me. Tell me tell me tell me!"
"Reeeaaal mature Lord Kazekage. But yes there is one guy that I have my eye on but I doubt that he'll go out with me. NOW SHEW I have to clean and you have paperwork to do." With that he kissed my cheek and left. So I did what I always do when he kisses me and leaves; hold my composure until he was a good distance away from my house, then jump up and down squealing like the long-time fan-girl that I am. And thus the internal conflict begins.
Good cop/bad cop
Why didn't you just ask him out when you had the chance?

Because, I don't want to pressure him! T.T
Well man up! you're never going to get him at this rate.
Well what do you want me to do I don't even know if he likes me that way I don't want to get hurt, not again.
That was forever ago! You two were kids and it's your fault for dangling that cookie in his face!
Well I'm sorry! It was Valentine's day and I didn't have chocolate!It was quadruple chocolate chunk! Be surprised I didn't eat it!
You did eat it.
After he rejected it!
Kodi, You're completely pathetic. It's no wonder Gaara's probably going end up with Matsuri or Sari.
No.
Then shape up, or ship out!
Jerk.
What was that!
Nothing!
I seriously need to see a psych about this. It's getting way out of hand. Meaner Kodi is right though, I can't keep hiding like this, Gaara's not the same person any more he's changed. 'You really do have a heart tin man, er rather sand man, BUT WHO CARES! I SERIOUSLY NEED TO ASK GAARA OUT I CAN'T KEEP LETTING THIS EAT AWAY AT ME LIKE THIS!' When I finished my cleaning it was almost noon, so I decided to make lunch for Gaara and bring it to him. I made his favorite(which I'm not going to say because it weirds me out a little but he always makes sure there is some in the fridge.) I went over my Before-I-leave-the-house checklist. I'm not overly organized but rather so unorganized that I Need the checklist to make sure I don't forget anything. And so I packed up and left for his office with his food in my backpack and my mind made up: I'm going to try and flirt with him. God give me strength. I jumped around on the roof-tops because it's a lot faster than walking around the street, easier to navigate too. I landed on the balcony of my final destination, I've stopped bothering with the front door the guards always stop me and ask what's in the bag even though they already know who and what. I think part of the reason is because I don't wear my Suna head-band, but rather the insanity of wearing a snow cap in the middle of the desert. I slowly walk into Gaara's office all stealth like so he can't hear me coming and I pull out a kunai and quickly wrap one arm around his neck with only enough pressure to make sure he doesn't move and use my free hand to position my knife up-to his face "And you call yourself a Kage, tisk tisk it's a shame really, how easily I was able to infiltrate your office and hold you hostage against your chair. Don't bother calling for help it's really moot." I said with a disguised voice and then let him go. He didn't bother turning around to see who his 'assassin' is instead he simply asked me who I am. In which case I responded "An old friend."
"Damn it Kodi, don't scare me like that! I thought you were a real assassin!"
"Hmm that's funny I think I said the same thing this morning and technically I Am an assassin under your command. Besides that would someone who's trying to kill you bring your favorite food?"
"Salted tongue and gizzard?" he asked excitedly and I winced.
"Gaara your my friend and I love you when I say this but you have some seriously screwed up eating habits." He chuckled at my comment. "GAARA-SAMA!" screamed out the two distinctive voices of Gaara's number one fan-girls. I didn't want to be here with them in the room so I bailed out the balcony door and hid behind the wall, I feel like I've just been defeated but decided to stick around.
Gaara: Hello Matsuri, Sari.
Maturi,Sari: Hello Gaara-sama!
Random guy: Kazekage-sama we tried to stop them-
Gaara: It's okay, Go back to your station,Gādo.
Gādo: Hai, Kazekage-sama.
Gaara: So girls, what brings you here?
Matsuri: We just wanted to stop by, and see how your day is going.
Sari: Ya, we know how hard you work so we thought it would be nice to keep you company!
Gaara: That's very nice of you girls, but I have a lot of paperwork that needs to get done.
They kept talking as I left. Now I truly felt defeated. I left my bag behind so Gaara could still have his lunch, and headed over to his place. Kankuro and Temari are both out on missions so I knew that I could have some alone time with my memories. I went straight for what is now Gaara's bedroom. It used to be his 'play room' were he, Yashamaru, and myself would spend most of our time because Gaara's father didn't trust that I could be alone in a room with Gaara with out him going berserk on me. All the memories gathered in this one room, the one part of Gaara's childhood that wasn't filled with hatred, and emotional torture. Gaara, like me, used to have a ton of stuffed animals and preferred his teddy bear. Now that bear is all that remains, and holds a place of honor at the top of his bed tucked under the blanket and resting on his pillow. I'm still getting used to the fact that Gaara can sleep now. The idea that he has a bed is still a bit alien to me. I sit down on the edge of his bed and gently stroke the bear's head as if it were a living animal, I smile at all the happy memories this bear and I shared. I laid back on the bed and let my long brown hair sprawl out around me. I admit that I envy this bear, being the one Gaara holds close in his arms as he sleeps every night, how desperately I wish it could be me in that close and warm, loving embrace. I look over to his dresser and something catches my eye, it's the first picture I ever drew of him, framed and in plane sight. I thought that he had long gotten rid of or lost it.
I admit that it's pretty amateur, I was like seven when I drew it so it's not very good. The fact that he kept it all these years is completely astounding. I stood there staring at my handy work when I heard a familiar voice behind me, "Any particular reason you're in here"
"I just wanted to take a trip down memory lane. I'm sorry for intruding into your home." I said somberly as I placed the picture back down and started to leave. Gaara held his hand out to make me stop when I got to the door. "Why don't you stay the night. It's late and the streets of the village are dangerous this time of night." he said with a soft look in his eyes. "Yeah, I know," I said "I still have the bruises to prove it too."
"Here, why don't you stay in my bed tonight. I'm not so sure how Konkuro would think of you being in his room."
"He'd probably just complain about not being in it too. Him and his pathetic attempts at flirting."
"*Smile* yeah, you're probably right. And Temari's room is locked anyway. I'll leave you to sleep now." he said as he turned away to leave. I grabbed his wrist with both of my hands. "I know what you're thinking, and I would prefer it if you got some sleep. You have a long trip ahead of you tomorrow, going to Konoaha. I don't care what you say, you are sleeping tonight." He just looked at me for what felt like an eternity, like if we were having an endless staring contest. Neither of us wanting to blink before the other did. Eventually he let out a sigh and agreed to my conditions. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to his bed. "If I'm going to sleep tonight, I'd prefer some company." he said pulling the covers u over both of us. We both laid on our side and he wrapped his arm around me and I felt like I was home. Slowly I drifted off to a peaceful sleep.