Hi everyone it seems I have answered your prayers/wishes and updated…don't get freaked out ok? Breathe…good
Anywhoo I've deleted all the chapters of this story and put them into one big one…there are some changes…so I recommend you just re-read all of it
There will be more coming and hopefully it will be in the next few weeks, I am also working on a kakasaku fic so we'll see when I can get that up
Well I hope you guys enjoy
Disclaimer- I do not own the character's from Naruto…if u did I would probably have my way with al the male characters (almost all haha), Yuri ad Chuuri are mine ©.
'Shukaku/ Inner Sakura'
'Thought'
"Speaking"
'I'm bored, why don't you get me a toy? Heh heh heh'the sadistic voice of a demon inquired.
'You don't need a toy; you'd break it before you even got to use it.' The red head answered.
'Heh heh heh, maybe a foreign one with a lot of interesting curves…one that's 'new', yeah one that's never been touched before' the monster mused.
"One with pink hair…"
Sleepless Nights
By Red Sugar
(A.K.A. SatuAka)
It was late in the night at the Konoha hospital, as a 17-year-old girl walked down the empty hall, the clicking of her shoes echoing against the plastered white walls.
Reaching the front desk she gave a weary sigh, it was the end of her shift she could leave…finally.
"Hey Sakura-sama?" a woman called from across the room. The pink-haired kunoichi looked up giving her fellow co-worker a small tired smile.
"Yeah?"
"Sakura-sama, Yuri-san can't make it to work tonight she caught a cold, she wanted me to ask if you could cover for her. You don't mind do you?" the young woman asked hands clasped in front of her chest, a pleading look in her eyes.
Sakura sighed, "No, no Chuuri-san, I don't mind it's alright I'll do it, have a good night ok."
Chuuri practically glomped her, "Thank you so much Sakura, I'll pay you back for this soon, you have a good night too." She waved and left the hospital, leaving Sakura alone in the lobby.
Sakura sighed again, "How can I have a good night when I'm stuck here?" taking a seat at the front desk; it was going to be a long night.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-CRASH
Sakura slipped her head under her pillow; she was going to need to by another alarm clock that was the twelfth one she had broken after working two late shifts in a row. She started to fall asleep again when she was interrupted but a loud...not to mention obnoxious banging on her front door.
She lifted up her head eye twitching, "Why...now...I...need...sleep..." she groaned getting up and heading towards the door she started reaching for the handle, when another loud set of bangs resounded through the house. Sakura sighed opening the door to reveal...none other then the infamous Naruto.
"Whoa Sakura you look like crap!!!" a said a little too loudly for so early in the morning.
"Naruto…why are you here...at 6 am? I want to sleep" she said in a monotone voice eye still twitching.
"Eh hehehe...um well Baa-chan wants to see you in half an hour in her office." he stated rubbing the back of his head nervously, he really wanted to get out of there and away from Sakura and her morning mood swings as soon as possible. "Um...sorry Sakura but, um I...hafta'...um meet Hinata for breakfast...yeah see you later." and with that he was dashing down the street at a break-neck pace.
Sakura sighed for the umpteenth time this morning; today was not going to be a good day.
"Tsunade-sama..." Sakura knocked then walked in, "you called for me?"
Tsunade looked up from her work (a/n: Tsunade doing work...HA), "Ah Sakura great timing, take a seat I have a mission for you."
Sakura yawned loudly and rubbed her eyes, too tired to really care. Tsunade looked her over silently, "Sakura have you been getting any sleep lately?" she didn't really need an answer the bags under her eyes told enough.
"Not really, a lot of nurses have been sick, or not enough people signed up for the midnight shift, or the ER is too busy, or…or-"
"Okay I get it, I get it. But Sakura you need your sleep, you're not Gaara," Sakura turned her head away not wanting to talk about it. Tsunade would probably reprimand her about how vital sleep was for teenagers and such. "Speaking of Gaara…"
Sakura's eyes widened as she slowly tuned back to gape at her sensei, "Tsunade-sama you're not sending me to-"
"Suna, exactly. The head nurse for the Kazekage's personal medical staff unexpectedly…uh 'checked out' (a/n: air quotes included)."
Sakura raised a slender pink eyebrow, "So you're saying he killed her?"
Tsunade's lips quirked, "Well, yes, but only because she tried to poison him." She tried to justify.
"But why do I have to go? Doesn't Suna have enough high ranked medics already, why would they ask for one from Konoha?"
"No one is as highly skilled as you Sakura they want the Kazekage to be in the best hands as possible, and so they asked for you…also no one volunteered."
She sighed…again, "I can see why, when do I leave?" she lowered her head in defeat.
"Now." Tsunade smiled.
"Why am I here? Why am I here? Tsunade I'm going to kill you, I hate the heat!" a pink headed kunoichi mumbled under her breath. The two Jonin that accompanied her followed a good distance behind, just in case she decided to vent her unleashed anger on the two of them. She had many good reasons to be angry, but the top reason on her mind right now was:
"THIS HEAT IS RUINING MY HAAAAAAIR!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
The two behind her fell anime style to the ground, but jumped up quickly when Sakura started to storm off again.
They made it to the Kazekage' building in no time and Sakura swiftly walked into the air conditioned building letting out a sigh. The secretary sitting at the huge desk in the middle of the room looked up quizzically, her glasses falling down her nose, "Miss Haruno Sakura?" Sakura nodded. "If you would please wait just a few minutes, the Kazekage is still in a meeting but he'll be right with you."
Sakura nodded again and turned to her fellow ninja wishing them luck on their journey back. Everyone said their good-byes and they were off, a bit thankful that they were away from the hellish tantrum of Sakura but a bit worried for her well fare being left in the care of none other then Sabaku no Gaara.
After waiting in the lobby of the Kazekage building for an hour Sakura was just a bit frazzled. She shot up dramatically out of her chair with the intent of interrupting Gaara' meeting when someone called her.
"Sakura? Sakura what are you doing here?" a familiar voice called. Sakura twirled around to face Temari and following close behind her was Kankuro. They both smiled and Kankuro gave Sakura a bear hug, lifting her off the ground. Sakura laughed glad to see some old faces again.
"So Sakura why are you here?" Kankuro asked again.
"Oh yeah, well I'm here to take over the spot of Gaara-san's old nurse" Sakura said a bit bashfully, rubbing the back of her head Kakashi style. Temari and her brother looked at each other, then back at here before they both broke out in laughter.
"You…you're Gaara's new personal nurse?" Temari asked whipping the tears from her eyes.
"The one that has to be with him practically 24/7? Boy I feel bad for you." Kankuro laughed again.
Sakura bit her lip nervously, "Is it really that bad?" she asked creasing her brows in a worried expression.
Temari smirked linking arms with her, "You do know what happened to his last nurse right?" Kankuro snickered crossing his arms over his chest to watch to two.
Sakura looked worriedly between the two, "Tsunade-sama said that she tried to poison him and she was killed?" she questioned, not really so sure of that answer anymore.
Temari laughed, "She was an assassin, she-" Kankuro coughed interrupting her.
"Miss Haruno the Kazekage will see you now." The secretary evenly stated not really caring what the three were talking about.
Temari sighed, "You can ask Gaara about it," then she laughed hysterically, "if you don't mind him trying to kill you if you bring it up. See you later Sakura."
"Yeah bye, don't get him angry he's been edgy since the killing." Both of them left Sakura standing dumb struck in the lobby.
"I'm so screwed." Sakura sighed and made her way to Gaara's office.
Sakura took one more deep breath before she knocked on the heavy oak doors. The doors swung open as if they were nothing, making the pink haired kunoichi squeak in surprise.
Sakura took a few steady steps inside Gaara's office, looking around she saw Gaara (of course) he didn't look much different, he still had his bright red hair and his signature 'love' tattoo on his forehead his hair was a bit longer and he looked bigger, Sakura guessed he must have grown a few inches since the last time she saw him two tears ago.
He also looked a bit haggard sitting at his desk in his formal kage outfit minus the hat. A small group of three old looking men in long white lab coats clustered to the side of the Kazekage's desk whispering to themselves as they're eyes scanned her apprehensively. Looking at Gaara again, she bowed. "Kazekage-sama, I am here to-"
"I know what you're here for Haruno." Gaara's deep monotone voice cut in. Sakura rose from her bowed position, eyes slightly narrowed, not the he noticed. The Kazekage's mouth rested on his hands which supported his head, eyes closed. She detected a slight glower on his face, brow creased.
"Do you now? Then prey tell what am I here for?" she asked evenly through clenched teeth.
"Why, to be the Kazekage-sama's personal nurse, and to fulfill your duty by attending to his every physiological, nutritional, and physical need." One of the stuffy old men answered in a matter-of-fact tone. Sakura turned to the man, a bright smile on her face, and he in turn smiled back, until…
"Excuse me but…was I talking to you?" she asked still smiling. Gaara raised his heavy eye lids to give a sidelong look at the flustered old man who seemed to be at loss for words.
"Why I never…" another one of the men said in a hushed tone. "Insolent child." Hissed the last.
"No you haven't and I am not a child, unless you mean to say that your Kazekage, who just happens to be the same age as I am, is also a child? Now if you don't mind, I am here to see the Kazekage, and unless you have something to do with the reason of my being here it would be most courteous if you left." She chimed in a sing-song voice. Gaara slowly moved his hard gaze to Sakura, sitting back in his chair a glimmer of amusement in his eyes that Sakura didn't quiet catch.
"Actually they have everything to do with the situation at hand; these are my doctors, with whom you will be working with." A sadistic smirk forming on his thin lips.
A light blush covered Sakura's face at the embarrassment but all she could do was nodded head dumbly at what Gaara said. "You will be reporting to them once a week to inform them of anything unusual that you happen you find about my well being," he stated in a bored manner, "not that there will be much…" he muttered.
"You will be with the Kazekage almost 24/7 and are not to leave his side unless formally dismissed by the Kazekage himself." One of the stuffy men continued, both Sakura's and Gaara's eyes narrowed, neither liking the sound of constantly being with the other.
"You are to monitor what he eats and keep a record of it and keep a journal of any unusual things that happen during each day." Said another, the kunoichi's shoulders slumped, 'Great more paper work…'
"You will be given your own room next to the Kazekage's and are to do a physical check-up on him everyday." Finished the last, her eyes widened, that didn't sound good, Gaara turned to her, raising a…uh…(hairless) brow.
'Come on Sakura keep it professional!'
'How 'bout we don't and just jump his hot body the first chance we get'
Sakura's eye twitched, 'It's like they rehearsed this or something…eww', she inwardly cringed"Understood." She muttered, "When do I start?"
"Now." Gaara stated.
Standing up from his desk Gaara organized himself, "Follow me." He ordered. As he started walking off Sakura quickly followed after, but not before she stuck her tongue out at the three boring doctors. Keeping up with Gaara's quick pace she found they were in a kitchen, he abruptly stopped, making her run in to his muscled back.
Pushing off his shoulder with her hand she whined, "Oww that hurt. Warn a person first, would you." Clenching her sore nose, her hand still on his shoulder, she could feel his muscles stiffen under her touch. Stepping away from her hand he turned to face her.
"What can I eat?" he grunted, his arms were crossed over his chest and he wouldn't make eye contact with her. She gave him a strange look (o.O) then snorted.
"I don't care, eat whatever the hell you want to eat, I just need to keep a record of it." She scoffed. He glared at her but she just glared one back, "Fine you want me to decide? Pick something and I'll tell you yes or no."
Gaara snorted, "Idiotic woman." He growled, turning to the pantry. She grumbled, "Calling me idiotic? At least I can decide what I want to eat on my own…" picking out a few things, he laid them on the counter she looked over them making sure they were all healthy then seeing one thing she froze.
"Eww, Kazekage-sama, you like tongue?" he twitched, but she wasn't sure if it was because of the name or the fact the she questioned what he liked. Turning to her his lip twitching not sure to be smirking or snarling.
"Yeah, so? What of it?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Eh nothing, it's, uh, just an interesting choice?" she laughed nervously, "All this stuff is fine." After they both ate (Sakura didn't try the tongue though) Sakura was led to an observation room at the far end of the medical area in the building.
She was ordered to look over some tests of Gaara's mental status, a very grueling and boring task, where she had to look at the brain waves of both Gaara and Shukaku1 While Gaara just got to sit in a chair with a bunch of multicolored wires glued on his head, giving him a very bad hair day…not that it was a good one to begin with.
After two hours of looking at pointless papers that all pointed to the same outcome: Gaara's messed up (in a hot way), they were finally able to head back. Gaara lead Sakura to his apartment down the street from the Kazekage building. Sakura shuffled her feet she could see Gaara look back at her every few seconds and it was staring to annoy her, heck this whole mission was starting to annoy her and it was only her first day.
On reaching the large mansion like complex Sakura surveyed it with utter distaste, it grandiose and gaudy much like Tsunade's, but hey, she couldn't complain as long as there was air conditioning. He gave her a quick tour leading her finally to her room, which was very elegantly furnished and much too large for one person.
She surveyed the room it had a king-sized bed laced so that one could look out of the huge paneled windows into the city, there were two doors on the wall to the left of the window which she guessed were the bathroom and the closet. There were silk covered chairs scattered in various places of the room, including one by the door which she dropped pack on.
Sakura then turned to face her 'captor' a quizzical look in her bright but tired emerald eyes, he leaned against the wall of her room, waiting to see what she would do, "Kazekage-sama have you been getting any sleep in these past few years?" It was said that Gaara had control, more or less, of the beast within him and that he was now able to sleep, not that the bags around his eyes disappeared.
His expression flickered but it was just a flash and Sakura wasn't able to figure it out.
While in Gaara's head something you would never believe was rushing through his thoughts,
'Is she making a joke about my sex life?!?'
'No you idiot, she's making a joke about how you never sleep…WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK?!?'
'Fine you don't have to yell…' he grumbled back.
"Kazekage-sama?"
Coming back from La-la land, a feminine hand was being waved in front of his face followed by a pair of poison green eyes and pink hair, "Hello? Kazekage-sama are you with me? I kind of asked you a question…"
"What if I don't want to give you an answer?" he retorted a bit annoyed and her close proximity wasn't helping much either. From where he was standing he had a clear view down her unzipped shirt (she was a bit hot earlier), and she was only inches away.
"Hey, I'm trying to do my job and if you don't answer medical questions about yourself then I can't help you. Now how many hours have you been sleeping a week on average?" she practically yelled in his face. Her breath was hot on his face, it was beginning to be too much for him,
'She's just like the last one…'
'She deserves to die' a sadistic grin etched its way onto Gaara's usually monotonous features.
Grabbing her wrist he slammed her against the wall holding her side to keep her in place as his hips pressed firmly against hers. "Now Haruno what exactly are you here for?" he asked words dripping from his lips like venom.
Sakura's eyes widened in fear but then glared daggers. Something in Gaara's chest pained for a split second, but he didn't take the time to analyze why, he had more pending matters at hand.
"To be your personal nurse." She literally spit out at him, she may have seemed tough as nails on the outside but truthfully she was scared shitless (not literally), her eyes darting anywhere but to him 'Why is the bastard doing this?!? God why me?'
He pushed his hips against her harder keeping her tight against the wall, so he was able to move his hand to wipe his face, a scowl now covering it. He grasped her chin in his long fingers making her wandering eyes face him.
"And?" he questioned.
"And…to fulfill my duty by taking care of your every mental, nutritional, and…" she stopped her breath coming out more uneven, she was starting to understand what he was getting at, and she didn't like where it was going. She averted her eyes again biting her lower lip. He smirked leaning closer to her ear as he whispered huskily.
"…And?"
She tried to swallow past the growing lump in her throat, "And physical…n-needs…" she whispered stuttering slightly a shiver went down her spine as his tongue slithered across her jaw line.
"Good girl" he whispered into her ear before clamping down on it making her gasp.
'Oh shit!!!'
"Ka-Kazekage-sama…w-what are you doing?" the pink haired girl whimpered trying to squirm away from his heated touches, his hand slowly gliding up her short medical skirt.
"This isn't what they meant by physical, get off me!" her voice rising as she was able to free one of her hands to push his shoulder away.
"They mean what I want them to mean" he whispered huskily into the sensitive croak of her neck nibbling it lightly.
Sakura suppressed a moan biting her lower lip, but Gaara had other plans and captured her lips harshly, teasing the lower one with his teeth, as his hand slide up from her hip up to cup her breast.
She gasped into the kiss allowing him entrance to her mouth ravishing it, his hand holding her remaining wrist slowly sliding down the length of her arm and down her side all the way to her inner thigh.
This finally threw Sakura over the edge and she bit down hard on the intruding tongue in her mouth making him flinch pulling back with his retreating tongue, tasting blood in his mouth. He smirked licking the remaining blood from his lips enjoying how she fought him. He started moving in to kiss her again but was forcefully held back by one of the pink headed girl's hands.
A confused look crossed his hard features before he was met with a hard slap across the face.
Gaara backed up a step while Sakura gasped covering her swollen lips with a hand, why hadn't the sand protected him?
The sand lord slowly straitened up and stared at Sakura with a blank uncaring look before he made his way to the door. Before he was out of her room he stopped, looking over his shoulder at her quivering form supported only by the wall.
"I want my breakfast at six." He stated icily then continued to his room closing the door harshly.
Sakura's knees finally buckled as she slid to the floor, "Is…is he mad at me…?" her unsteady voiced whispered out.
In Gaara's room
Gaara leaned against his door clutching at his chest as an excruciating pain ripped threw it.
"She's just like the other one…" he whispered hoarsely, "She's just the same…"
'So why does it hurt so much?'
'You're getting weak, don't even mention killing her, you can barely seduce her properly'
'Excuse me? You were the one telling me what to do, don't blame me'
Shukaku's growl rippled through his mind as Gaara slowly pushed himself off the wall to fall face down into his bed similar to Sakura's though with black silk sheets instead of the customary brown and tan. The sound of a shower starting made its way to his ears. The pain in his chest started to die down with the thought of how normal it was for a girl to take a shower, his sister took one once a day if not twice on certain days. As these thoughts crossed his mind his eyes slowly closed sending him into a restless sleep.
In Sakura's Room
Sakura sat in the shower, arms wrapped around her knees as the hot water pounded on her head as she tried to clear it.
What had just happened? Did Gaara the cold Kazekage just molest her?!? Sakura's head throbbed and she rubbed her temples as she looked up into the spray of water.
What had she done before it happened? She pondered at the thought…she asked him a question didn't she…about his sleep patterns. It couldn't be about that though it made no sense, though when had Gaara ever made much sense. She had also insulted his choice of food at dinner and his medical team and she had yelled at him.
'Hmmm yeah maybe you shouldn't have done that.' Inner-Sakura quipped.
"Oh you think?" Sakura growled then sighed as she stood and washed her body quickly before shutting off the water and wrapping a small tan towel around her body.
Sakura collapsed into her bed too tired to even put clothes on and just lay sprawled across the middle of her huge bed in her towel. The day's journey, the plies of paper work she received, the mental strain of wondering what had happened between her and the ominous Gaara, and the worry of having to face him the next morning took their toll on her and she too fell into a restless sleep much like the man sleeping in the room next to hers.
The muscles twitched under the warmth of his back before he moved away from her touch and would not look her in the eyes, he stood a yard away from her at all times, he flinched away from her as she waved her hand in front of his face, he looked so confused when she pushed him away almost like he expected her to act differently, the way he looked at her when she slapped him…he almost looked shocked.
The look in his eyes: disgust, hatred, and then sadistic bloodlust that she had only seen one other time back when they were genin at the chuunin exam. But something deep in those teal eyes screamed fear…but fear of what? The way he looked at her when he kissed her…I could have been lust for a normal man…but his eyes held the heat of something else, more of a daze of thoughtlessness then a glaze of lust. Followed by…
shock
confusion
…hurt?
What could have caused such reactions in him that would cause him to act this way? How am I so different? He is am man and I am a…
Woman. Everything about her screamed at him.
Fire. That is what she had. A fire in her…and it burned. Just like her touch burned, just like her eyes smoldered, just like her temper flared. Everything about her embodied heat.
Even the smell of her, of sweet strawberries, burned his nose. He couldn't even stand by her.
The monster in him pulled at his mind, taunting him with the thoughts of the betrayal against him, of how she could be the same. And in Shukaku's mind they were the same, they both had tits and a vagina along with that caring sentimentality…they were both female.
Though he knew better, he knew she wasn't a spy, but he needed to test this theory just too make sure.
Fear. That's what he saw, then overwhelming hurt and anger. These emotions didn't make sense, why would she feel this way? He could read everything her body was telling him. She was aroused, yes, but she was also uncomfortable as she tried to push him away. Weren't all women controlled by their feelings? Lust was a feeling…so why didn't she crumble like she was supposed to? What made her different?
Thoughts were lost to unconsciousness and both troubled teens drifted into a deep sleep.