Sandman.
by Chipmunki.
The redhead sat on the roof, contemplating the moon and his life.
Hey mister sandman.
You're such a dream.
His sand didn't react, he didn't expect it to, and she was no danger to him.
You are the cutest
That I've ever seen
You have two lips
Like roses and clover
Let me tell you
Your lonely nights are over
Haruhi sat next to him, staring at the moon like Gaara had before, as his aquamarine eyes studied her. Her soft lips parted again.
Hey mister sandman
You're so alone
Don't have anybody
To call your own
Please let me be your dream
Mister sandman you are supreme!
"Gaara, I think I love you." She said
Sand tendrils crept around her and she winced, but instead of being crushed she was lifted into Gaaras lap. His arms wrapped around her waist.
"is love that feeling you get when your heart beats fast and your palms sweat and your stomach convulses in a good way inside you. When you look forward to every glance and every word that that person tosses your way. When you seem to warm up when they are near."
Haruhi nodded and the arms tightened.
"Then, I think I love you too"
He placed a soft kiss on her cheek.