Izzy: Hey, this is the first chapter of my new fanfiction! Tell me what you guys think in a review please. ^^ So, if you've read any of my other fanfics, you would know what time it is! That's right, disclaimer time!

Ryuu from Special A Class: Hey. Today, I brought a zebra.

Izzy: =O WHHHOOOAAAA. *is distracted*

Ryuu: Did you know that every zebra's stripes are different?

Izzy: WHOA, No waayyyyy!

Ryuu: Did you bring me here to do something or what?

Izzy: Oh yeah! Disclaimer!

Ryuu: Issy111 does not own Naruto.

Izzy: ARGH. If I did, Sasuke wouldn't have left the village, and he would be with Sakura! THEY WOULD'VE HAD KIDS! RAWR!

"Gaara, I wish you could come with me. I don't want to go without you!" 10 year-old Sakura Haruno cried. Gaara looked at the tear-stained face of the pink-haired girl before him. He brushed a lock of her soft hair from her face.

"Sakura, I love you. Wherever you go, I will follow, even if the destination is Hell." Gaara said, his voice cracking slightly, "I'll find you, I promise."

"Gaara, I love-" Sakura started. But a hand pulled her away.

"Come on Sakura! Let's go home and have our first family dinner together!" Mrs. Haruno exclaimed, "I'm sure you want to leave this orphanage and go to your new house." Sakura was pushed into a small, sleek, black car. Her head showed in the window. Gaara ran forward and pressed his hands against the glass.

"Sakura! Don't go!" He sobbed, his tears wetting the sun-warmed window. Sakura lifted her hand to his, touching it, even though something separated them. The window rolled down. Sakura's lips met Gaara's briefly for the last time. The red-headed orphan was pulled away by the shoulders as the car began to move. Sakura's head stuck out of the window, tears streaming down from her emerald eyes.

"Sakura, I'll find you! Don't ever forget!" Gaara yelled at the shrinking car.

"Gaara, I never finished what I was going to say! I love you!" Sakura called. Gaara watched as the speck of pink slowly disappeared. He rubbed his eyes, wiping away any remaining tears.

"I will never love again." Gaara whispered.

"It's been seven long years. But I'm going to find you today." A red-headed boy at the age of 17 murmured to himself as he boarded the plane to Tokyo. His phone vibrated in his jeans pocket. Gaara took it out and flipped it open.

"Hey, Temari. Are you sure it's her? I'm putting a lot at stake if it isn't." Gaara demanded from his best friend.

"How many girls have pink hair, green eyes, and the name Sakura Haruno? Facebook doesn't lie. I'm so sure, you could take my entire antique fan collection if I'm wrong. But there's just one thing…" Temari began. But Gaara interrupted her.

"That's all I need to hear." He snapped the cell shut and shoved it in his backpack, preparing for takeoff.

At Tokyo Airport

Gaara scanned the crowd of escort signs and his gaze rested on one in particular.

"Gaara." He read. He walked over to the man in a tuxedo holding the sign.

"Mister Gaara?" the man asked. Gaara just nodded in response.

"Sir Kankuro is waiting." He said, taking Gaara's small amount of luggage and leading him to the door. Gaara was led to a long, black limo. He stepped in.

"Long time no see." A voice greeted.

"Kankuro! Impressive ride." Gaara looked around at the leather seats, mini-fridge, and mini television. Kankuro rolled his eyes.

"Dad won't let me ride in anything less." He replied, irritated, mentioning his rich father.

"Where's Temari?" Gaara asked, quickly changing the subject.

"Konaha High. She insisted on transferring with us." Kankuro answered, opening the window, letting his hair get ruffled by the wind before slowly closing it, "So, are you nervous?"

"I've never felt this strange in ages. I feel like when Sakura left, a part of me died." Gaara muttered. The car jerked to a stop.

"We're here." The driver said as he opened the door for them, presenting them to Konaha High School.

"Kankuro, shouldn't I drop my stuff at the hotel, or at least get ready for school?" Gaara asked, suddenly breaking out in a sweat.

"Hotel? You're staying in my house! We have more than enough space. And seriously dude, you're as ready as you'll ever be. Plus, I ordered us a set of pre-readied school supply kits. So were all set." Kankuro gave him a thumbs up. Gaara sighed and hoisted his backpack on his shoulder, ready for whatever might come.

After Signing in and Everything, Cuz that's boring to write…

"Kankuro, do you have any idea where room 306—" Gaara was asking Kankuro in a confused tone when someone crashed into him. Gaara and the person fell to the ground. When he opened his eyes, pink was on top of him.

"Omigosh! I'm so sorry!" A high-pitched voice apologized, "Wait, I haven't seen you in these halls before. Are you new? My name's Sakura Haruno!" Gaara heard Kankuro gasp.

"Sakura?" Gaara asked, not believing it. His Sakura was much larger now. Her forehead seemed smaller and she was wearing skimpy clothes, a mini-skirt and a tankop. That was about it.

"You don't know me? Seriously, Sakura, stop playing around. This isn't funny. You KNOW I hate jokes." Gaara growled, not exactly what he had planned his reunion with her would be like.

"Um… I'm pretty sure I would've remembered a kick-ass tattoo like that." Sakura pointed to Gaara's forehead, where the symbol for "love" had been permanently marked in his skin.

"Kick-ass? Who are you?" Gaara stared at her. He would recognize those eyes, those locks of hair, and that smile ANYWHERE. It was his Sakura. But at the same time, not. Gaara reached out and touched her face. Yup, she was real.

"Sakura! What's taking you so long?" an emotionless voice called. Sakura's head snapped up. She jumped off of the ground and ran to a boy with raven hair and dark clothing. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and walked away, throwing Gaara death glares before turning to plant a kiss on Sakura's lips.

Izzy: Well? What'd you think? Oh, and by the way, I'm going to start asking for reviews in exchange for chapters! So I have 0 now… plus 5…

0+5=5! So give me five reviews and I will post another chapter! Over time I'll ask for more reviews. But don't worry, this number is easy. =D

Gaara: This is depressing me…

Izzy: I'm sorry Gaara. I'm sure things will get better… maybe…

Gaara: I hope so…

Sasuke: Mwahaha. Even in this story, I'm a jackass. I'm always the same, never romantic and stuff.

Izzy: What are you talking about? You told Sakura to write it in the record books. And I quote, "She will always be Daddy's Little Princess." Hahahaha. Not romantic and stuff my ass!