Very short, yeah. Because this is just the prologue. I just need five reviews then I'll release the first chapter.
I do not own Naruto. Because if I did, it would be shoujo.
Gaara shifted uncomfortably under Sakura's gaze. Sakura was drunk, as expected seeing how she drank six full bottles of sake. Gaara himself sipped at a single cup. Out of all the shinobi in the room, she choose him to stare at. Gaara tried glaring at her a few times too, but he gave up glaring when she would just continue starring at him. So he just settled with starring back at the kunoichi, mentally preying she would stop starring at one point. She just starred at him, like she was in deep thought.
Gaara turned to his sister, Temari, who was shit-face drunk, and had a certain Nara's arm wrapped around herself, the certain Nara had his other arm wrapped around the also intoxicated Yamanaka Ino. Gaara's other sibling, Kankuro, was drunk, and flirting with the so called Ten Ten, wile receiving glares from the ANBU Hyuuga. Gaara mentally scoffed at the obscenity. Even some of Konoha's most stoic shinobi were drunk. Gaara got up and headed out to the hall, without even sparing a glance around the room.
As soon as Gaara stepped foot out of the room, he was pinned up against the wall. He starred, eyes wide in shock. Sakura was pinning him against the wall, it took him a moment for his mind to register that fact. First of all Gaara wasn't used to the physical, and or, intimate way Sakura's arm hung around his neck, or how her body was pushed tightly against his. Sakura didn't look at him, rather she had her forehead resting in the crook of his neck. Gaara could feel Sakura's breathe on his skin. He could even smell her. Strangely, she didn't reek of alcohol at all...more or less..tea. Some sweet and fruity tea.
She faced him, but her eyes seemed to roam around his neck. He found himself starring at her lips, he noticed how she bit at them. He watched as Sakura licked her lips. He couldn't help but bit on his own.
"Kiss me." her lips whispered.
Gaara found himself about to comply to her demand, until he saw a single tear slide down he porcelain face. He meet her eyes, and saw how they were welling up with tears.
He forcefully pushed her against the opposite wall, and embraced her small frame. He stroke her hair and took a moment to savor the embrace. He wondered to himself why was he doing this. Why in the world in a place such as this? Why in the world now? Why in the world Haruno Sakura?Why did it feel so...
Gaara felt his whole body freeze as Sakura whispered;
"You don't know what a real monster is."
Gaara squinted as the sun got into his eye. He was daydreaming apparently about Haruno Sakura. Gaara gazed at the sunset through his Kazekage office window. Haruno Sakura was one of Konoha's top shinobi, until she was declared K.I.A in the Fourth Shinobi World War.