A/N: This is a new one-shot series that I've decided to do. I am going to warn everyone, pay attention, that there are adult themes in here. Not every shot will be dedicated to adult situations, but pretty damn close. Oh, and there is cursing. Can't have a fic without cursing, now can we? Hell no!!

So, without further ado, and no I am not leaving the multichapter fics behind, I give the Sonnets of Sakura. Please read, enjoy, and review.


It had been Ino's idea. Of course, the other kunoichi had been in total agreement with her, so she had also gone along with it. After all, the boys were constantly looking out for their female counterparts and this was a way to repay them and say thank you.

So that was how she found herself with a few bags of cookies, walking along the sidewalk. She gave Naruto his bag first, and it had taken her a good five minutes to wrestle out of his enthusiastic embrace. Now, as she walked towards the Uchiha district, she felt her throat tighten.

Would he appreciate her efforts? It was no secret that Sasuke thought that she was weak. However, that never stopped her from doing her best to make him feel welcome within their group of friends. But each time she would invite him to go someplace, he would shake his head and walk away.

Now that she was at his doorstep, she glanced down at the bag of cookies and frowned. This really was a stupid idea. But she was already here, and it never hurt to offer.

Knocking on the door, she waited patiently. When it opened, she was faced with an annoyed Sasuke.

"What do you want?" he asked, his tone curt. His eyes moved over her, and he scowled when she wasn't quick to answer.

Sakura was taken back by his rude welcome, and it was her inner personality that informed her that Sasuke was shirtless. She took in a deep breath and gave him a smile.

"Hi Sasuke," she said, noticing that he lifted an eyebrow at the lack of his suffix. She held up the bag of cookies and said, "The other kunoichi and I decided to make the guys of our teams cookies to thank them for all that they do for us."

Sasuke stared at her for a moment, but then shook his head. "I don't eat sweets," he replied. "I'm sure that you know your way out of the district."

Sakura was quiet but nodded. She was about to turn away, but a feminine voice stopped her. "Who's at the door, Sasuke-baby?"

Turning, Sakura watched a girl appear at Sasuke's side and look over at her. The blue eyes narrowed at first, but then she smiled.

"Is she one of your friends, Sasuke?" the girl asked, scorn dripping from her words.

Sakura stiffened when Sasuke replied, "She's not a friend. She is a team mate."

The girl smiled and then nodded. "Well, I'll be waiting. Don't be too long."

Sasuke nodded and then glanced over at Sakura. "You can give those cookies to someone who wants them. I don't mind."

He closed the door as she walked away, her body cold. While she had long ago given up on her feelings for the young man, it hurt her to know that he didn't even see her as a friend. To her, that was the worst injury that he could have ever dealt her.

The walk out of the Uchiha district was silent, and she soon found herself at the park. She took in a deep breath, noticing that the sun was setting. And if she thought that she would have the park all to herself, she was mistaken.

He was watching her, his face holding neither warmth nor aggression. Over the years, they had come to a comfortable co-existence, so she knew that he would not turn her away if she were to walk over and sit down beside him.

They sat in silence for over an hour before he quietly asked her why she was there. Still hurting from the words of her team mate, she simply replied, "Cookies."

He walked her home, and when they arrived at her door, she turned and gave him a smile. "I was kind of hoping that I'd run into you, so I made some for you as well," she said, holding out the third bag of cookies. "I don't know if you like sweets, but they are yours. You can do what you want with them."

He took the bag from her with a lifted brow, but then looked at the bag. Nodding, he bid her goodnight. As he walked away, Sakura watched him open the bag and take out a cookie, bite into it, and then nod.

She smiled and went inside. Perhaps the idea wasn't all that bad.


Months passed by, and each time she saw him, he acknowledged her with a nod of his head. He never ignored her, and a small part of her wondered if he was aware of just how much his opinion meant to her. He didn't see her as weak, nor did he scoff at her when she asked him if he had time to spar with her.

His quiet acceptance of her made up for the lack of acceptance from Sasuke. In time, Sakura was surprised to find that she was no longer thinking in terms of how to please Sasuke. In fact, after a lot of soul searching and looking back on her past actions, she cringed at just how desperate she had been for his approval.

Friends didn't make each other feel inadequate. Friends didn't look down on each other and sneer that they were weak and annoying. Friends didn't reject kind gestures just because they were complete and total assholes.

So that was how she came to the conclusion that Uchiha Sasuke was a fool. There was nothing wrong with her. In fact, he should be honored just to have someone who looked out for him the way she did. But he never appreciated it, so she was just going to stop trying.

From the moment of her decision, Sakura made it a point not to go out of her way to speak to Sasuke. In fact, she and Kakashi had started to spar. Within a few weeks, he had resorted to using his sharingan on her, which told her that he was now taking her seriously.

Her increased skill in sparring did not go unnoticed. Naruto and Sasuke often stopped their own sparring to watch, and Naruto had taken to yelling out comments and praises to her. Of course, Sasuke never said a word. But then again, she didn't need him to.

She didn't need him.

Because he and Sakura had grown closer over the past few months, he wanted to check up on her, and to make sure that she knew he was backm and so, that was how he found himself sitting underneath a tree, waiting for her to appear.

When she arrived, she ran over to him, leaving her two teammates behind as she sat down beside him. She chattered away about whatever was on her mind; he indulged her by listening as she spoke. He could feel the eyes of her teammates and allowed his gaze to drift over, seeing Naruto and Sasuke watching their interaction.

He gave a curt nod to both men before turning his attention back to the pink-haired woman beside him. It was only when Kakashi appeared that she left his side. He settled back and watched as she threw herself into her training.

Sakura invited him to go out with her, and he didn't hesitate to say yes. Of course, that would mean stepping outside his comfort zone. But if it made her happy and allowed him to see her smile, he would do it, and pray for the night to come to a swift end.

The noise was unbearable. The loud laughter, the smell of booze, and all of the scantily-clad women were giving him a headache. With her by his side, though, he managed to maintain his composure, and felt her hand squeeze his in a small gesture of thanks for putting up with her friends.

The door to the bar opened and he watched her teammates enter, arguing with each other. But Naruto quickly calmed down when he saw the Hyuuga heiress. Without hesitation, he sat down beside her and pulled her into a warm hug.

The Uchiha sat down across from Sakura, who was speaking with her friend Ino. Both women were laughing, oblivious to the Uchiha's eyes upon Sakura's form. But before the man could say anything, Naruto reached over and waved over at Sakura to gain her attention.

"So, are the two of you going to the party?" he asked, his eyes sliding over to Sakura's companion. "It's going to be fun."

Sakura smiled over at her blonde friend and then looked at her companion. "I'd like to go," she replied, and then smiled when she felt him squeeze her hand. "We'll see."

The blonde nodded, grinning at the two of them before turning back to his girl. Sakura's companion looked up to find her still smiling at him. Without thinking, he lifted his hand and gently brushed some loose hairs away from her eyes.

He knew that the Uchiha had been watching the entire time, but he didn't care.

When it was time to go, Sakura allowed him to pull her up and then smiled at her friends. "Goodnight," she said, her tone merry.

Naruto gave her a smirk, and when they were walking away, the blonde yelled, "Tomorrow it's your turn to cook breakfast, Sakura-chan. The question is, will it be for two or three?" As he spoke the words, blue eyes slid over to him and his grip on Sakura's hand tightened.

Sakura just laughed, telling him to behave himself. Then, she pulled her companion out of the bar and into the quiet of the night.

He watched as she pulled out her key and slid it into the lock. When she turned, she gave him a smile. "Thank you for putting up with them," she said, and then laughed. "Naruto can be a handful."

Shaking his head, he calmly said, "They are important to you, so I will tolerate them."

That night, Gaara of the desert received his first kiss.


He returned to Konoha three months later. As the kazekage, he needed to be sure that he and the hokage maintained a strong alliance, especially in front of the other kages. He was also anxious to see Sakura, and to make sure that she was all right.

It was clear to him that he had been missed. Her sweet kiss told him that much. While in Suna, he had wondered if she was thinking about him, and if she missed him as much as he missed her. He also wondered if her feelings for him were as intense as his were. If so, would she act upon them?

But the first night back in Konoha soothed all of his fears. When they stepped into her apartment, their breath intermingling and their hands pulling at each other, he knew that he would not be leaving her home before dawn.

He heard her moan as his hands smoothed down her sweat-slickened hips to grasp her thighs, and he gritted his teeth as another strong wave of desire threatened to consume him. Together, they moved as one. When she cried out his name, he felt his control snap, and he allowed himself to fall with her into the pleasurable abyss.

Later, his eyes opened and he looked around. It was well after midnight, but he heard a soft knock upon her door. He slid his lover away from him, covering her with the sheet before pulling on his pants. Moving to the door, his eyes narrowed as he recognized the chakra coming from the other side.

Opening the door, he found himself face-to-face with Uchiha Sasuke. Neither male looked happy to see the other. For several minutes, Sasuke's eyes took in his appearance, narrowing at the fading scratch marks upon his chest.

Finally, dark eyes met teal and the silence was broken.

"Walk away."

Sasuke's eyes widened, but then narrowed. "We both know what you are," he snapped, his mouth twisting into a sneer. "You should be the one to walk away."

"What I am is a man who loves his woman," he said, his tone bored. "I would never allow those precious to me to feel even a moment of doubt as to their worth. Your words are wasted upon me, Uchiha."

"You may be the kazekage, but you are still a monster," Sasuke spat, his disgust apparent. "You have no business being with her. She doesn't deserve to be with a monster. Neither of us is good enough for her."

He regarded the man quietly. Finally, he said, "Wrong. I am good enough for her. I am no longer the man I was before she came into my life. I am a better person. Had you allowed her to enter yours, I have no doubt that you also would have changed. You made the mistake of shoving her out of your life. Now, she no longer needs you in hers."

Sasuke glared at the man, but then looked over his shoulder towards the bedroom. When his eyes moved back to Gaara, the last Uchiha calmly said, "If you hurt her, you will die."

"I can do no worse than what you have done," Gaara replied. With that, he stepped back into the apartment and closed the door. He turned and walked back to the bedroom, and then watched Sakura's chest quietly rise and fall.

A small smile formed on his normally stoic lips. For the first time, Gaara felt like he was home. It was something that he was not willing to give up.


Sasuke stared at the door, allowing the man's words to echo in his mind. Yes, he knew that he had been nothing short of a bastard to Sakura, but he had not wanted her to be close to him. Men like him didn't deserve the kind of love and devotion that Sakura offered. He lived in the shadows; if he had taken Sakura as his own, she would have had to live in those same shadows.

In the darkness, she would have died. Her spirit would have faded, and the light that lived in her eyes would have vanished. No, he would not allow that to happen. Not to her.

He loved her so much that he was more than willing to walk away. But he couldn't help wondering if Gaara's words were true. If it was possible for a former demon-containing madman to be a better person, would he one day find the courage to change as well?


Sakura's eyes fluttered and then slowly opened. She was warm, feeling the strong arms around her tighten. Looking up, she found Gaara staring down at her, and he seemed content.

"Hi there," she said, and then yawned delicately. "I thought that you had a meeting to go to."

Gaara was quiet for a moment, but then gave a short nod. "I was waiting for you to awaken. You are to attend the meeting with me," he replied, watching as the pink-haired girl's eyes widened.

It didn't take them long to get dressed and walk to the hokage tower. Once inside, Tsunade got right to business.

"I know that you want your medics trained in the same skills that Konoha medics are trained," she said. "Training them will take some time, and I am not certain who I would send over to train them. However, I will accommodate you as best as I can."

Gaara nodded and glanced over at Sakura. "I have a request," he said. When the hokage nodded, he said, "I wish for Haruno Sakura to be transferred to Suna in order to train the medics. After all, I am kazekage. For me to continue to journey over here every other month to see Sakura takes a toll, not only on me, but on Sakura and Suna, as well."

Tsunade's jaw joined Sakura's on the floor. At first, neither women spoke. Finally, Tsunade leaned back in her chair and narrowed her eyes. "Sakura is the best medic here in Konoha, second only to me. Why would I allow her to leave?" she demanded.

Gaara smirked and looked over at his lover. "Because she keeps me stable," he said, as if that explained everything.

She just knew that he was going to ask for this. The attraction between her student and the kazekage had been there for months before either had acted on the attraction. Now she was faced with a dilemma: let her student go to Suna and train the medics or watch Sakura pine after the man she had come to love while he was in Suna.

Sighing, she said, "Sakura, how do you feel about this? After all, you would be the one having to pick up your life and transfer it to Suna. Tell me what you want."

Sakura lowered her eyes to her hands, which were folded in her lap. After a minute, she lifted her head and gave her sensei a sheepish smile.

"I do miss his attitude when he isn't around, and he doesn't complain when I steal the covers," she said, allowing a bright pink blush to cross her cheeks.

Gaara smirked once more before looking at the hokage. The older woman sighed and then nodded. "Very well. Haruno Sakura, by order of the hokage, you are to be transferred to Suna, effective immediately."

Sakura smiled brightly, watching as he stood up and shook Tsunade's hand. When her student came forward, however, Tsunade wrapped the girl in a hug and whispered, "You will always have a home in Konoha. Do not forget."

Sakura smiled, allowing her eyes to move over to her brooding, moody, selfish red-headed lover. No, her home was where ever this impossible man was.

The old saying was true: home is where the heart is. And her heart was with Gaara.