Soap

When Gaara was coming home from work he probably got a big surprise.

It was winter and heavily snowing outside so when he was finally at home he relaxed and relished in the warmth of his cozy apartment, which he was sharing with his lover.

They had only moved together a month ago and it was big change for Gaara. Still getting home and finding someone waiting for him was not bad and he was quickly adapting, even looking forward to coming after work.

Of course this meant very much seeing how he was a terrible workaholic. He was leading a company and it was more stress than one would believe.

Today hadn't been any different. He had a hectic day behind him; those stupid workers of his had caused more trouble than actually helped.

And no he wasn't exaggerating like Temari liked to put it. He simply liked things done the right way!

He put his bag and keys aside, getting out of the heavy coat and discarding the scarf gloves and such. The scent of fresh made cookies hit his senses and he smiled.

Looked like his little lover was already home.

He couldn't wait lying down next to her and cuddling her in front of the-

He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a strange noise coming from the living room. He frowned, it sounded like, like someone was… crying.

When he listened more attentively he was entirely sure someone was crying.

But who could-

SAKURA!

His eyes widened and suddenly anger shot through him. Why was she crying? Did someone hurt her? Was she injured? Who made her cry?

Which each step he took toward the living room his thoughts got darker and his anger rose, his hands fisting.

No one made his girl cry and lived!

However all his anger left him when he found her on the couch crying and sniffling, her eyes puffy and red from all the crying.

Sakura looked up finally noticing her frozen lover standing in the doorframe.

"Gaara! You're late!"

He blinked once of twice before regaining his senses an focusing on her.

She was smiling slightly at him but it looked somewhat wrong with her puffy eyes, which where still wet from all the crying.

He slowly approached her still a little uncertain.

"Why are you crying?"

She blinked, and as if she remembered that had been crying only minutes ago, her eyes went teary again and she cleaned her nose. Gaara was immediately at her side scooping her up in his arms.

"It's okay. What happened?"

"Ugh Charles broke up with Rachel!"

And then she cried. Hard.

Gaara was still blinking trying to process the thing she had just said into his mind.

"What?"

He took her by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes.

"Who are Charles and Rachel?"

"They're childhood friends and were a couple for so long now! I can't believe they're going different ways now!"

Gaara frowned and hugged her to his chest. This was kind of awkward for him. He never had been in this situation. Sakura was a strong woman and he never saw her cry like this before.

He was a little bit at loss.

"And you know what? They were so cute together! Charles even wanted to marry her! But that damn harpy got her way in the end! Why does it always end like this?"

Gaara tensed. Did she think they would break up too?

Suddenly anger took over again and he took her by the shoulders looking her straight in the eyes.

"Sakura we're not going to end like that! I love you and nothing's going to come between us!"

She blinked surprised before she went all teary again and pounced on him. He smirked when she kissed him three times in a row.

"Oh Gaara I love you too!!!"

He hugged her and hid hi head in her hairs, smelling her delicious scent.

But as sudden as it came he was suddenly pushed aside and he almost fell to the floor.

He starred at Sakura silently demanding what was going on but his pink haired lover was fixed on the TV.

He slowly looked to the TV and frowned when suddenly something clicked in his mind.

"Sakura… those persons you were talking about… are they from that soap?"

She turned back to him and inclined her head to the side cutely.

"Yes I've been watching the entire evening since you were late and they're bringing three episodes together!"

Gaara fought the urge to slap his forehead. If he had eyebrows he was sure he would be twitching by now.