Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, sadly. If I did then Sakura would be Gaara's girl.

"I'll never wake up without an overdose of you."

~Skillet~

Break Me

He was gone. I don't know exactly how long he had stayed, but it seemed like forever. Yet, at the same time, it wasn't long enough. Up on the rooftop, his rooftop, I sat. Every night I would sit up there and look out over the same sky - at the same stars - that he had stared up at. The same conversations running through my head…

"What do you need?"

"I don't know."

"What do you need?"

"I d-don't know."

"Lie to me."

"Gaara- I think I could fall in love with you."

And then there was the conversation from that last night…

"What do you need, Sakura?" it was the first time he had said my name.

I stood there silently for a few minutes and whispered a different answer this time.

"What do I need? I need you, Gaara."

He stiffened, but it was such a slight movement that if I hadn't been paying attention I would have missed it. I had been though, so I didn't miss it. And then he was there, in front of me, just like the previous time the answer had changed. The look in his eyes was full of hostility and a brief glimmer of panic.

"No," that was all he said as he glared into my viridian orbs, as if willing me to take back my answer.

I reached out to touch his face, just like last time, but he grabbed my wrist with a painful grip. However, I refused to back down, show any pain.

"You," I began - in as level of a voice as I could muster - as I stared back at him with just as fierce of a look, "cannot tell me whether or not I need you."

His grip loosened and then finally dropped altogether before he touched his forehead against mine, closed his eyes, and whispered, "I'll break you."

At his declaration there was no fear, all I did was smile as he finally let me cup his cheek and I said, "Then break me."

"We'll see," and then he was gone, in a wisp of sand, as if he had never been there, but I could still feel the warmth of his forehead against mine.

He had left Konohagakure the next day and returned to Sunagakure. And I, being the romantic nostalgic fool that I am, sit up here, where he sat, every night; taking comfort in the fact that I know that 100s of miles away, he is staring up at the same night sky.