Next day
Gaara stared at the wall in front of him. The memories of the scene that was playing in front of him late afternoon yesterday, "I love you, Sabaku No Gaara." Bam. Gaara dropped his face into his hands, silently sobbing. She's gone…she's actually gone. Gaara didn't know what he should do now. The only person that was keeping him strong, who made him who he was today, was gone. But why? Did he do something wrong? He never saw a problem whenever they talked. She would always be so animated and hyper. Always happy when Sasuke came, or Naruto or even Gaara himself. But still…he didn't see anything out of place until that last call he made to Sakura. He lifted his head up a little bit to look at the clock. 5:45. The exact time that Sakura had killed herself. He put his head back down and tried to think about other things.
He missed all his classes today, the professors let him have a week off; all work will be complete when he goes back to class. He sighed and wiped some tears away. Why did you have to do this to me, Sakura? Why? He looked back down at the suicide note in front of him. With a picture of him and Sakura when they were eleven on Valentine's Day. No one at that school liked him…except Sakura. He smiled a little. She had such a kind heart. Her and Naruto were his only friends, still are. Now though…it would never be the same. Gaara frowned and clenched his eyes shut.
"Aishite imasu, Sakura. Aishite imasu."
Gaara picked up the picture and turned it over and stared at the back…it had some writing on it. Why didn't I notice that before?
Gaara turned on the small lamp to the side of his bed, and started to read the writing.
"Do you love me?
Or do you not?
You told me once, but I forgot.
So tell me now, and tell me true, so I can say that I love you.
Of all the guys I've ever met, you're the one, I won't forget.
And if I die before you do, I go to heaven and wait for you."
A tear rolled down his eye. "Damn Sakura…you can still make me feel wanted…even after you…" he couldn't say it. It would hurt too much to say it. But he did understand that she was gone, and for good.