Chapter Two, in which an old 'friend' come to visit. Please enjoy and also please review. And yes I write very short chapters, I know, disgraceful...

After a very passionate shower Sakura decided that they should go to the pub across the road for a drink. Gaara had thoughtfully gone to the lengths of buying her a new dress, since all her other clothes were completely ruined after the crash. Sakura almost had a nervous breakdown when he came back with a tight red cocktail dress, which Sakura found was several feet too high up the knees. He earned himself a slap across the head when he remarked "I thought you were young and skinny, I must be mistaking you for someone else". After that incident Gaara had sunk into one of his moods…

"It can't seriously take three days to send me a new motorbike!" he growled tugging a black t-shirt over his head.

"Look at the bright side, it'll give us some alone time before we meet Naruto and the others in Suna" Sakura smiled putting her hair up with the gold clip he had bought her for their 'first year of dating' anniversary. Gaara watched in amusement as she frowned when her tow part fringe dangled down, refusing to be restrained. He smiled; he didn't smirk, but smiled, one of his genuine smiles he saved just for her.

"You ready blossom?" he asked softly reaching out to caress her soft face

"I guess" she replied tugging at the bottom of her dress, trying to cover as much of her sculptured thighs as possible.

"Sakura, you look beautiful", he offered his hand

"To you maybe" she said dryly taking his hand in her own, leaning her head against his shoulder as they left the room. She could feel his body shaking in silent laughter and she smiled to herself as the left the motel

The bar was small and crowded, full of unfamiliar faces, which seemed so alien like to Gaara. As they walked up to the bar he couldn't help but notice a young 'thing' sitting on a barstool beside him, talking to a much older man. As he looked closer he found it harder and harder to tell wether 'it' was a boy or girl. As he looked around the bar he realised how unfamiliar his surrounding were, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable in the new atmosphere. He jumped as he felt a small hand slip into his, and he was relieved to turn and look into Sakura's concerned face.

"Gaara are you ok? You seem…jumpy" she practically had to shout over the loud, distasteful eighties music.

"Yeah...um what do you want? The usual?"

"Yup, I'll go find as a place to sit" she smiled and disappeared into the crowd before Gaara could protest.

"So what'll it be?" A gruff voice grunted behind him and he turned to find a stocky, bearded bartender staring at him coldly.

"A Vodka and coke, and a bottle of Sake" he shoved some money into the bartenders sweaty hands, taking the drinks with a nod of thanks, before he began his search for Sakura.

'Why does she always have to wander off!' he thought angrily, pushing hast 'it' again and disappearing into the mass of drunken people.

Meanwhile…

Her head was spinning. She hadn't had even a sip off alcohol but she felt as though she was going to pass out. The stench of cigarette fumes and body odour made her retch, and the changing colours of the bar lights made her dizzy. Despite her search for a free table, all she could think about was getting outside away from the crowd. She pushed her way through dozens of people, ignoring the comments from sleazy men, and the evil looks from competing girls. When she finally reached the edge of the bar she flung open the heavy metal doors, inhaling the cool night air. The stars glittered in the sky above and she sighed deeply sitting on a bench, staring wide eyed into the night. She instantly felt better away from the hoards of people; the silence and emptiness were a comfort to her. That was partly her reason for being attracted to Gaara. Not only was he always there for her, but when he was, it was almost as if he wasn't. They could spend hours in silence, simply comforted by each others presence. She sighed again.

"My, my, the beautiful, grown up Sakura Haruno sure does sigh a lot" A hauntingly familiar voice spoke from behind. Her heart sunk in her chest when she turned around to stare into the cold, cool and smirking face of Uchiha Sasuke. His raven hair blew from his face in the wind to show his distinguished features. His ebony eyes glittered slightly in the dark, his ghost like face illuminated by the moonlight. He slouched a little, shoving his hands into the pockets of he black skinny jeans. His blue shirt hung from his broad shoulders, showing the defined muscles of his chest.

"Sa…Sa…Sas" she swallowed hard but the painful lump in her throat refused to move. "Sasuke…"

"Sakura" he said coolly, sitting beside her, taking a long swig of his beer.

"What-…when-…why?" she stuttered forcing herself to swallow the tears, clenching her fist until she felt a thin flow of blood trickle from her palm.

Sasuke snorted "So many questions Sakura. Has nothing changed?" he turned his face towards her, staring at her with dark, piercing eyes. "Well apparently it has" he smirked, leering at her, with a slightly lustful expression. She blushed and as casually as she could she placed her head in her hands, covering as much of her cleavage as possible.

"Its certainty noting to be ashamed of" he mumbled, lifting his head to the stars, hiding the grin on his face.

Sakura couldn't stand his silence. After all those years could he really have nothing to say? Not even a simple 'How've you been?' She smeared the blood on her palm around with her fingers, digging her nails in deeper, enjoying losing her thoughts to the pain. She hung her head and let her hair fall across her face, closing her eyes. She let herself be enveloped in her thoughts. 'Where the hell is Gaara?!' she screamed inwardly, trying to picture his face in her mind. His jade eyes, blood hair, creepy tattoo, but all she say was black. Ebony eyes, raven hair, sharingun. She shivered at her own thoughts.

"Are you cold?" Sasuke ask suddenly.

"No" she growled, glaring at him darkly.

"Look Sakura I'm sorry. I'm sorry I had to go, I'm sorry I had to leave you, but if I didn't we would never be free. We would be haunted by him forever, we would never be able to live together" he spoke slowly, carefully, as though he'd rehearsed the lines over and over "But now he's gone, we're free, we can't start over, together like you wanted"

There was a long period of silence before Sakura completely exploded. "Were free you say?!" she cried spitting the words "Start over?!" she jumped to her feet "Don't you think I know how it feels to be haunted by someone? By there memory? The image burnt into your memory, invading your dreams, leaving you in evermore pain?! There is no 'we' anymore Sasuke, there never will be. You can't seriously believe I would want to start over, bring back all that pain?!" she watched in satisfaction as Sasuke stood dumbfounded.

The doors of the bar swung open suddenly. "Oi Sakura there you are I thought some-" Gaara froze, his eyes scanning the dark figure of Sasuke.

"Sasuke I'd like you to meet Gaara, my boyfriend" Sakura smiled coldly, taking the drink form Gaara's hand, and slipping her own hand in its place "I do believe you've met before"

End Chapter

OOOO cliffhanger...I love cliffhangers, there so annoying to read, but so much fun to write. Buts its so annoying when the stupid writer takes so long to update (like I bet I'm going to, so please excuse that)

And if your wondering whats up with 'it' , I had a sudden desire to add Haku in, I have no idea why, I just did, totaly random I know...