AN: Hey peoples! This is my first fan fiction ever, so please review! This story is kind of inspired by my best friend, because our friendship evolved from her tripping down the stairs. XD

IMPORTANT-I MADE A CHANGE TO THE STORY: SAKURA IS A FRESHMAN.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, if I did, I'd be rich….which I'm not, so….

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She knew she had never seen him before, she would have remembered such red hair, almost the color of blood. He had slightly tanned skin, hinting to her that he'd vacationed somewhere hot during the summer, just as she had. He seemed to be a year or 2 older than was beautiful, in an almost gothic, deadly sort of way. With teal colored eyes. And try as he might, she could still see the carefully hidden emotions in those gorgeous orbs .Everything about him radiated power and dominance, from the way his large hands had wrapped protectively around her waist, to his arrogant stance, to the cold look he had given her.

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"Ms. Haruno!" Sakura jumped, startled out of her daydream.

"Y-Yes?" The pink haired girl stuttered out.

"What is the answer to the problem on the overhead?" Her 6th period teacher Asuma ground out, irritated.

"M is equal to ½, and b is equal to 2."Asuma then continued to go and pick on someone else for an answer to the next question. Of course the teachers would try and actually teach on the first day back to the torture place they call school.

Sakura slowly drowned out his voice and went back to her daydreams of the boy she'd met today, trying to preserve his handsome face. She might not see him too often.

6:54 a.m.

Sakura hurriedly dried herself off -throwing the towel into the basket in her bathroom-as she came from a longer-than-she-meant-for-it-to-be- shower.

She pulled out a matching set of purple underwear from her drawer, and then continued to search for a suitable outfit.

6:59 a.m.

Finally, Sakura was dressed in a plain red tee with a white Aeropostale jacket over it. Next came a pair of skinny jeans, white flip flops, and a red ribbon. The pinkette checked her reflection in the mirror, making sure her hair was ok.

Hurrying of the door, making sure she locked it, she got in her sleek black Dodge Charger and then, she was off to her second year at Phoenix High School.

7:09 a.m.

Sakura rushed into the building of her school, she only had 3 minutes before she was late for her first day of high school!

She went up the steps, taking them two at a time. So distracted with the possibility of being late, she slipped on the edge of a step, her foot not quite making it.

Her heart stopped beating.

Time seemed to freeze as she fell in mid-air.

The girl never noticed the red-head who had been slowly climbing up the stairs, definitely not as concerned as she was about being late to class.

He was the one who had stopped her from falling, and this was the beginning of their relationship.

Thanks for Gaara's fast reflexes; he was able to catch the falling girl. His hand tightly wrapped around her waist, the other one gripping the railing nearest to him, making sure he didn't slip and fall with her.

Sakura was trying to calm her breathing, still in shock at what had almost just happened.

"You ok?" Gaara asked.

"Yeah…"Sakura turned around to look into his icy eyes. She blushed a little, noticing how he squeezed her slightly.

'She's cute.' Gaara thought, noticing her blush.

"Thanks for saving me." She smiled shyly.

"Hn, just try not to fall down any more stairs, ok?" He pulled away from her. He shoved his hands into pants, and started to walk away.

"OK." She replied quietly.

"Rhetorical question."He stated, not looking back. Sakura's cheeks turned an even brighter color.

Sakura then realized she didn't even know her savior's name. What a pity.

BAH-RING!

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Sakura quickly grabbed her binder, and quickly walked out of the door with a sigh of relief. She turned right and tried to dodge other people in her way. Sakura walked down the stairs to basement where her Creative Writing class was.

She stopped to get a drink from the water fountain. After getting a nice long drink, she started to straighten and continue on her way, and then a flash of red had her letting out a stifled gasp.

Could that be him?

She searched for the flash of red again, and when she found it her face broke into a wide smile. It was him, and he was walking right into her Creative Writing class. The pinkette's heart beat quickened.

"Hey, Sakura-chan!" Sakura turned to find Naruto coming through the door to her left.

"Naruto!" She walked up to the energetic blonde and hugged him. They broke away after awhile and walked into class together.

"You have a nice summer?" Naruto asked, kissing her on the forehead. Sakura grinned.

"Definitely! You?" She replied.

"Yeah, it was kind of boring though." Naruto shrugged and they parted ways to go to their seats.

Gaara silently watched their interaction.

Once Sakura was safely in her seat, she allowed herself to scan the room for his messy red hair.

She found it at the back of the class near a window. He was staring right at her. She blushed and hurriedly turned her eyes to another place.

Maybe she should go talk to him. The worst he could do was ignoring her. She looked toward the door. Kakashi probably wouldn't be here for awhile. Sakura tried to calm her beating heart. Taking a deep breath, she stood up.

This is it.

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She stopped thinking as she walked over to Gaara's row and sat down in the seat to the front of him. The boy turned to look at her as she sat.

"Hey, um…" Sakura stumbled through her words.

Gaara raised an eyebrow, silently questioning her.

Sakura gained confidence and continued through her little speech. "Well, earlier... you walked away so quickly that I didn't get to ask you your name. So….um, what is it?"

The red head smirked and retorted," Don't you know it's impolite to just ask someone their name without introducing yourself?" Sakura's eye twitched. I can just tell this guy is gonna be irritating.

"I'm Sakura Haruno."

"Gaara Sabaku."

"You wanna be friends?" Gaara blinked, taken aback.

"What?"

"I said do. You. Want. To. Be. Friends?" She repeated, slowing down her words. Gaara shrugged.

"Um, sure. Just know that whatever kind of crack you must be smoking works too well." Sakura simply smiled brightly and walked away.

She did it. She could now officially walk up to him and talk about nothing, if she wanted to. This also meant he could talk to her about anything.

'Weird girl.' Gaara thought. Suddenly, he stiffened. He saw a spiky blond head out of his peripheral.

It's that dumbass blond kid again! He lowered his head, wishing he could go incognito. The blonde was walking towards him.

Maybe I can escape before it's too late.

"Hey, your that Gaara kid!" The blond said, walking towards him.

Damn, what's with all these freshman smoking pot? You'd think they'd wait until they were at least sophomores.