This is the sequel to Demonic Sand. This story is dedicated to my first reviewer, Chump, who told me that Demonic Sand was good but needed romance. So I wrote a sequel, one with romance. I forgot to put the disclaimer on all my other stories but once and for all, incase you didn't already guess, I don't own Naruto! The one who owns him is Kishimoto-sama but maybe he'll give Naruto to Hinata!
"And so we couldn't get him to come back. So troublesome." The lazy ninja explained to the three others walking beside him.
"What a jerk!" The girl said loudly. She turned to her brothers.
"Did you hear that? That idiot Sasuke left to go to Orochimaru and they can't get him to come back."
"Hn." The youngest child replied. The older boy looked disgusted.
"Pity we didn't go on, Tem." He said. "Maybe we could have helped. That idiot." He snorted.
"Hn." Gaara said again. His mind wasn't on the traitor, Uchiha Sasuke. He was thinking of a cherry blossom. He shook himself. He wouldn't think about her. Come on, you know you like her. Shukaku teased. Admit it, she's hot. 'No,' Gaara thought back, 'She is but…' he trailed off as he realized that he had admitted it. Gotcha, Shukaku murmured in his head before being silent. Gaara tried to ignore the demon's words and concentrate on the group around him but he was having trouble. The face of the pretty Konoha Nin was before his eyes.
"Even since then Sakura's been really depressed. She misses him a lot. Ino does too. It makes training with them difficult. Really troublesome." Shikamaru was saying.
"You big baby," Temari teased, "What a wimp. Gaara and Kankuro are scary when they're happy. Right?" She turned to Kankuro, who scowled at her.
"You forgot yourself, Tem." He said. "Now that's scary." Shikamaru looked sideways at Temari before nodding quickly.
"'Hey," She protested. "I'm," She was cut off by Gaara.
"Is Sakura alright?" Shikamaru looked startled.
"Sakura? A bit depressed but physically fine. Why?" Temari and Kankuro were looking at their brother strangely.
"Ooooh, Gaara's got a crushhhh." Kankuro said. Gaara sent a death glare his way. He ignored it. "Gaara and Sakura sittin' in a tree,"
"If you don't shut up I'll kill you." Gaara said flatly. Temari provided a distraction by asking Shikamaru how every one had healed from their injuries.
"Neji's fine. That hole in his chest healed again. Lady Tsunade healed Choji. She's really troublesome but a great medic. Kiba healed fine and the rest of us are good. Lee's been training again. His injuries are…" He trailed off, looking at Gaara. Gaara felt a bit ashamed. The enthusiastic 'Green Beast's' injuries were due to him. He made a mental note to see how he was. Temari also looked at Gaara. Kankuro, taking advantage of the silence, moved closer to Gaara and whispered into his ear.
"Hey, use a bit of sand and push Temari at Shikamaru. Gently though." Gaara looked at his brother askance. This wasn't the first time Kankuro had roped him in on a prank.
"Fine." He said. A small tendril of sand rose up from the ground, unnoticed by all but Gaara and Kankuro. It slithered toward Temari and gently shoved her at the Leaf Nin. Temari stumbled and almost tripped. Shikamaru caught her in his arms as she fell and helped her back up. Both of them were blushing wildly.
"You are so dead, Kankuro." Temari threatened, her face still red. "So dead."
"But Temari," Kankuro whined. "Shikamaru caught you in his arms. Your true love caught you in his arms. Don't I get some credit?" Temari blushed even darker. At this point her face put Gaara's hair to shame.
"Shut up Kankuro." She said through gritted teeth. "I will kill you if you don't shut up now." Kankuro wisely held his tongue. As they passed the hospital, a flash of pink caught their eyes. Shikamaru turned to face the alley it came from.
"Speaking of Sakura," He said, "There she is." He pointed. They all looked down the alley. A girl, Sakura, was sitting and sobbing on a stone bench. Her short pink hair hung over her face. Her pink dress was dirty from blood from the hospital. Gaara frowned. This wasn't the Sakura he had talked to during the training month. That Sakura had pitied him but been cheerful This Sakura was in despair. He immediately envisioned crushing Sasuke in a Sand Coffin and almost grinned.
"We should go talk to her." Temari said instantly. "She's crying." Shikamaru nodded.
"I suppose." He led them down to the crying blossom. Gaara had to admit that even in tears, Sakura was really beautiful. Wouldn't you like to kiss her? Shukaku whispered, Or… Gaara instantly silenced the perverted voice of his demon. Shukaku really was a bloodthirsty perv. They stopped when they were right beside her. Temari sat down with the others standing awkwardly around.
"Temari-san?" The girl said as she looked up. Her green eyes were rimmed with pink from crying.
"Its alright Sakura," Temari patted her on the back. "Now tell me what happened. What's wrong?" Sakura took a deep breath.
"I miss him." She said shakily.
"Its fine." Temari murmured. "When I go away I miss Shikamaru." Shikamaru blushed, "But I don't cry about it."
"Yes you do." Kankuro said, "You cried buckets when we left last time." Temari sent possibly the most evil death glare ever in his direction. Kankuro 'eep'ed and backed away.
"Talk to me. Girl talk, you know?" She said. "I'll send the guys away."
"Its ok. They can stay." Sakura said, sniffing. "I'm pathetic and annoying, it doesn't matter about me."
"Who told you that you were pathetic and annoying?" Gaara said dangerously. Sakura looked up, afraid.
"Sasuke-kun. He's right, I am pathetic."
"You are no such thing." Temari said firmly. "That boy needs to be taken down a notch." Inside his head Gaara agreed with her. He wanted very badly to be the one to take Sasuke down a notch. Yes, I can kill him, right? Shukaku asked. Gaara growled agreement. 'Yes, you can rip his head off if you want to. I'm all for it'. Shukaku snarled with glee.
