Author's note: I don't own Naruto…etc. But like I stated in the previous chapter I wish I did. This chapter is short, but I'll make up for it in the next one, hope you enjoy it
You Give Me Dreams
Night had fallen and a sleepless Sakura was wandering the streets. She was exhausted but unable to drift to sleep; cursed to walk the streets in a zombie like state. Her eyes drifted up to the lurid moon skimming the roof tops. She paused suddenly, upon one of the roof tops sat Gaara. This brought back an old memory. She remembered Naruto telling her that Gaara did not sleep. So positioning her body just right she did one of those amazing ninja jumps (that I the author wish I could do) and joined him on the roof.
Gaara turned to look at Sakura. She looked wonderful in the moonlight, 'the night suits her well' he thought watching her with all the intent of a cat eyeing a fish tank. Sakura just seemed to be staring at him with a half lidded dreamy look. So he took the bold move and spoke up, "well?" he tried to sound intimidating, "Is there a particular reason that you are here?" A flustered look danced across Sakura's face and she looked down at her feet before looking him in the eyes, "uh…well you just looked lonely up here…so I…I thought I'd give you company" she blurted it out pausing every now and then.
Gaara glared at her, but in truth he had been lonely, 'she cares…?' he thought studying her face. "But if I'm bothering you, I'll leave" she said shyly pointing at the ground. "No stay." Gaara said without thinking.
Sakura was a little startled but she walked over and sat by him anyway. Bathing in his body heat she couldn't help but smile a little.
"I can't sleep" she said after awhile and earned herself a side-long glance from Gaara. "You can't sleep or you're just depriving yourself of it" glanced at Sakura's moon-washed face; her surprise was not masked well. "You can sleep" he continued, "but you fear it, because of him," Gaara spat the last word out with distaste. 'Why am I suddenly feeling this way? I've never had a good reason to hate Uchiha like this…but looking at her I know I should…wait! Gaara what are you thinking!' Gaara then mentally slapped himself, (which if he actually had it would be quite funny).
Sakura was looking at him, sadness hung in her eyes and he instantly regretted bringing up the matter. If he were to make her cry he would do it his way, not with the help of that bastard Uchiha.
"Your right" Sakura sighed, "I haven't slept since he left. But I've stopped crying; he doesn't and never has loved me."
She felt her muscles loosen, why was she admitting this to Gaara of all people. Normally he would've scared her silly, but here he seemed to be the best person to talk to. "I want to sleep, but when I try to…" Sakura stopped short. Watching Gaara she saw that he was thinking, maybe he was thinking about how to help her with her problem. But as if that'd really happen, he loved only himself.
'Why the hell does it have to be Uchiha!' Gaara thought angrily while staring at Sakura. He reached out his hand and pulled her into his side surprising even himself. "Don't think about him. The night is calm, think about that…" 'Or me…' He was now aware of how warm and fragile she was. He eyes closed heavily as she now had someone to hold, she seemed to be struggling to keep them open now.
Soon her breathing slowed and she laid on Gaara. He couldn't help but steal glances at the kuniochi (think that's how it's spelled). She looked so harmless and easy to break.
Sakura drifted to sleep beside Gaara, he made a good pillow. Her dreams were light and so far there was no Sasuke in sight. It was just her as a little girl in the flower patch:
Young Sakura heard small sobs and went in search of their owner. There was a small boy with messy red hair and dull but brilliant green eyes that seemed vaguely familiar. "What is wrong?" Young Sakura asked. The little boy looked up at her his eyes seemed very lonely. He didn't answer her, he didn't have to she knew. Young Sakura bent over and picked a flower then handed it to the boy, "I'm Sakura" she said as he held the flower in timid hands.
"Gaara of the desert" he replied shakily. "Are you alone?" she asked with soft words and eyes. He looked like he would break down any minute now. "Yes" he replied as a tear slid down his cheek, soon accompanied by another. She placed a hand over her heart and felt it breaking. She then reached out to the boy and drew him into an embrace. "You're not alone anymore" she said softly. She held onto him tightly.
Gaara watched Sakura reach out to him, she was still asleep but…she pulled him into an embrace and held him. From her sleep she muttered, "You're not alone anymore."
He then felt heat in his cheeks. He allowed her to hold onto him until an hour before sunrise. Then he carried her home and put her into her bed. She had not stirred at all while he carried her. In fact she'd still been clinging on him when he brought her home…
A/n: hope you enjoyed, chapter three will be up soon: Ramen and flowers
