Mine Lovers Eyes

Chapter One: Mutual Disappointment

A/N: Hey CastielsBabyDollGrimm here,

This is a Revamped Version of my original story Doubtful Love. I got sick of letting this sit there and stagnate so I decided to do something about it.

What really spurred me on was the fact that I got robbed on the weekend and the bag that they took had my writing journal and my USB in it so I decided it was time for a fresh start.

Hope you guys don't mind.

Enjoy :)

Kishimoto Masashi owns Naruto. I do not cause if I did things would be so very different.

A silver haired Jounin sat at the bar and surveyed the pink haired medic-nin over the top of his beloved Icha-Icha as she slowly shook her hips to the music pumping through the speakers, the dark haired Uchiha and the blonde Kyuubi container grinding against her in time to the music. They simply paid no mind to anyone else as they danced together.

Kakashi watched as the last living Uchiha slid his hand slowly up Sakura's red material clad thigh and saw as she caught his hand and pulled away from him. She turned and it looked to him as though they were having a few heated words and Naruto –being the mediator of the trio- had his hands up and moved them in a placating gesture only to have Sakura turn her back on the two boys and shimmy through the crowd to the bar.

She paid no mind to the myriad of young men's lecherous eyes on her person as she bumped up to the bar between Neji Hyuuga and her silver haired ex-sensei Kakashi Hatake whom she noticed had his nose in that perverted orange covered Icha-Icha book. She knocked her hands against the side of the bar, attracting the attention of the bartender who came to her "What can I get you sweetheart?" he asked in a kind voice, his quicksilver eyes flashing with curiosity.

"Just a bottle of water thanks." Sakura said before she plopped onto the stool between Neji and her perverted ex-sensei. The bar tender came back with the water and moved to the other end where someone had called out for him, but not before letting his eyes roam.

"Hello Sakura." Came Neji's deep voice, startling her enough that she almost fell off her stool unceremoniously. Kakashi smiled at her almost misfortune under his mask and put his hand against Sakura's back to steady his ex-student.

"Thanks Kakashi-sensei." Sakura said before realizing she'd used the old honorific "Oh, sorry Kakashi." said Sakura as she shifted properly onto her stool again "No worries Sakura, old habits are hard to kick" He said as he shrugged lazily "Yes, they are." Sakura admitted.

This was the first time she'd seen Kakashi in ages with her being busy at the hospital and him on a string of missions and she couldn't help but think that they needed to start seeing more of each other than they did.

While the rosette was deep in thought Kakashi studied her thoroughly from the pink roots of her hair to the strappy red heels she was currently wearing and all points in-between, and couldn't help but think that she looked damn good since he'd last seen her four months ago.

Whispers started to travel around the club as Gaara walked through the bars double doors. Sakura turned on the bar stool she was sat on and stood as Gaara sauntered over to the bar. He picked Sakura up and crushed her to his chest as she slid her arms around his shoulders and hugged him back "I missed you." he breathed almost silently against her neck inhaling her fresh scent of pear and honey "I know." she sighed as silently.

The music kept pumping and the people kept dancing but everything seemed to slow down for Kakashi when he looked over his shoulder to see Sakura encircled in the Kazekage's arms. He couldn't understand what he was feeling or why his heart clenched painfully wishing it were his arms the rosette was in but he was damn sure it wasn't the right thing to be feeling.

He shook his head to clear away the fluff and berated himself "Why oh why Kakashi she's off limits" ... Kakashi closed his eyes both visible and non as he spoke to himself"I know but..." the voice continued its rant "ah ah, no buts. She's off limits and you know it..." Kakashi shook his head to get rid of the voice.

Sakura turned to excuse herself from her former sensei and their conversation, what little they'd had of it anyway "Kaka... shi?" it was only then that she noticed that Kakashi wasn't seated there anymore."Gaara..." she turned back to her boyfriend. "Did you see where Kakashi went?" She watched as his eyes slid around the room and then back to hers "No." he replied honesty shining in his hazy jade green eyes. "Oh, okay." she replied hoping he was alright; he seemed to have left all too quickly.

Gaara trained his eyes in on Sakura's face and noticed she was deep in thought as she tended to worry her full bottom lip between her teeth, making it even fuller "Sakura." Gaara said quietly, she didn't respond "Sakura" he said into her ear "Huh? Gaara, what's wrong?" she asked "Let's get of here, it's obvious you need some time to think." Sakura nodded in agreement "Okay." Sakura mumbled. "Where's your place?" Gaara asked her "Follow me." she said.

Sakura mulled over Kakashi's actions as she led Gaara to her apartment in the middle of town. Her salary from the hospital was just enough to keep her out of down-town part of Konoha which she was thankful for. Gaara followed her as she lazily took to the rooftops, leaping over the three streets separating her apartment from the bar.

Sakura landed on the balcony and took a set of keys out of her fire-engine red purse to unlock the balcony door. "Do you ever use the front door?" Gaara asked stomping down a smirk "No, rarely do." she said not noticing his mockery of her as she was distracted by her thoughts.

The door gave easy access to the apartment and she left the door open for Gaara to close behind him. Sakura haphazardly kicked off her heels and placed her bag on the lone emerald green settee in her living room. Relaxed and a little bit sluggishly, Sakura padded her way to the kitchen "Did you want something to drink Gaara?" she called out in the direction of the lounge room not knowing the sand-nin had snuck up behind her.

"Just some tea if you don't mind." he said into her ear. The rosette inhaled sharply "Gaara, don't do that!" Sakura berated him "Sorry." he whispered seductively.

She reached into the cupboard above the sink to grab the tea-pot and a flash of creamy, smooth skin exposed itself as her silk black halter-neck rode up her side.

She patted the wooden bottom of the cupboard as she searched for the handle of the pot and the next thing she knew she was being pressed forward into the sink, Gaara's warm hands roaming underneath her shirt as his front pressed against her back.

She moaned and arched her back as barely worn, warm, possessive hands gripped her waist and ground her against hardened flesh. In her mind she was imagining another pair of rough calloused hands on her waist and the blue Jounin pants, the bumps of the pockets on the standard issue green Jounin vest and the spikes of silky silver hair. . . . "Wait, silver hair?" She thought.

Sakura slipped back from her fantasy to realise she was being pushed against the sink with Gaara behind her, her boyfriend who knew the boundaries she'd set, the man she trusted not to break them.

Oh Kami she thought not him. She went ridged in Gaara's hands as he realised exactly what he'd done. He backed off with his hands in the air in front of him as a silent gesture of peace "Sakura I'm. . . . I'm so sorry." Sakura shook her head as tears gathered in her eyes.

"Please leave." Gaara pleaded with her "Sakura please..." Sakura shook her head sadly "No Gaara, I can't..." Gaara reached for her "Sakura..."Sakura turned in anger, tears finally falling to create salty tracks down her face "Just go!" she cried.

"As you wish Sakura, I will not call on you again." Gaara said in his usual quiet voice. Sakura nodded in understanding, the wound would be fresh for a while to come but perhaps once they stood on steadier ground they might be able to talk peacefully and without resentment and so with a kiss on her forehead the young Kazekage was gone.

She couldn't hold it together any longer; she sank to her knees and cried her heart out. People always accused her of being frigid but she didn't realise to what extent.

Remembering the moan she let out at the feel of Gaara's hands on her waist grinding her against his hard flesh, she realised she wasn't as frigid as people accused her of being she simply needed the right stimulation. She placed a hand over her wet quivering lips realising what she had wanted, not from her now ex-boyfriend but a certain silver haired Jounin "Oh Kami." she gasped despairingly. She all but jumped through the roof as a knock sounded on her front door she quickly got to her feet, walking to the door at a sedate pace as she wiped away any remnants of her shed tears that would give her away.

Sakura unlocked the several bolts and locks on her door before opening it a crack to see who it may be. 'Think of the devil and he shall appear' Sakura thought. "Sakura I went to talk to Kurenai for a sec... are you alright?" Kakashi asked noticing her puffy red eyes and the traces of lingering tears on her cheeks which she had missed as she opened the door wider.

"Whatever is the matter Sakura?" Kakashi asked in a gentle tone. "G... Ga... Gaara..." was all she could get out before fresh waves of tears rushed down her cheeks.

Kakashi stepped toward the rosette catching the young woman before her knees struck the floor. The Kunoichi grasped fistfuls of his vest pressing her face to his shoulder. Kakashi swung her up bridal style closing the door behind himself with an inaudible 'snap' and wended his way over to her small emerald covered settee settling down with a lapful of sobbing medic-nin.

Slowly the sobbing became quieter and more controlled then it had been a few of minutes beforehand.

"Sakura?" Kakashi asked quietly "Mmm." Came the teary breathless reply "Can you tell me what happened?" He asked, concern colouring his voice "Umm ... We came back from the bar and I asked if he wanted some tea..." It all came out on a puff of breath.

"I reached into the cupboard to get the kettle and suddenly I was pressed against the sink. He had his hands up under my shirt and I imagined it was someone else, I stopped it and we mutually agreed to break-up." She pulled in a huge breath and expelled it breathing normally again.

"He did what?" Kakashi asked in a strained voice. "No Kakashi-sensei, you don't understand." Kakashi's one eye crinkled at the corner as he scowled "What is there to understand? He tried to take advantage of you."

"Umm ... about that ..." Sakura stuttered out "What aren't you telling me Sakura ... spit it out." He said in a calmly "I ... Uhhh ... Kind of moaned and I think he took it as an invitation." She mumbled quietly. Any other guy would have been laughing their ass off but not Kakashi.

Kakashi's left arm snaked around her drooping shoulders and the other hand was pressed to the back of her head before he gently pulled her to him. She thought he was going to kiss her and was surprised as he brought her head to his shoulder "I'm so sorry Sakura." That one sentence brought everything back to the surface and the tears and sobs started all over again and Kakashi felt slightly awkward.

He sat there while she fisted his Jounin uniform and cried herself into the oblivion of sleep her hands laying on his uniform their death grip having relaxed as she tried to shift and slide out from under her only to have her clench his shirt and whimper "Hush, Sakura ... it's alright." Kakashi whispered as he decided to settle in for a long night and succumbed to sleep.

Okay, so I changed a great deal of this and it doesn't seem as ill-thought-out and childish as when I first posted it in 2010 so hopefully y'all like.

Reviews would be nice :)

CastielsBabyDollGrimm xx