A/N: This is my first story, no flames please!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters Masashi Kishimoto does, I don't own the song Perfect two either all right to the song go to Auburn.
Gaara's P.O.V.
I felt a small smile tug at the corners of my lips as I watched Matsuri fail at cooking again. She drops a pan on her foot and then I hear a beautiful rainbow of words a woman shouldn't say. I slowly walk over to her afraid of getting hit with the pan that she is now angrily swinging around the kitchen. "Are you okay?" I ask her calmly keeping my face as stoic as possible, "Yes I am, thankyou very much!" She goes to open her window because of all the smoke her 'eggs' just made.
After she finishes cleaning up her mess she decided to try again. As she starts I hear her humming a tune that I recognised too well, it was the tune to the song Perfect two by Auburn, I start humming along as I walk over then rap my arms around her waist. While we're humming happily I lead her onto our balcony (she had moved in with me after my siblings had gotten married and moved out) and we started slow dancing. After about 10mins I hear the words "We're the perfect two Gaara" come out of her beautiful lips, I gently peck her lips before answering, "Yeah, I guess we are…" Then I smell something all too familiar and say, "Matsuri, your eggs are burning….Again."
A/N: The ending was really bad, but hey, I'm open to kind criticism if you're up to it.
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