A/N: So the verdict…….EXCELLENT! It's really nice to see people following the last series come back for more!! I'm ecstatic I hope you'll all support the new series and ( possibly) it's predecessors when I think of some more good ideas! Oh, I guess I should get on with the story eh? Heheh, my bad. Alright, sit back, relax and grab yourself a nice big bucket of popcorn cause this might just get a little testy! ENJOY, and remember peoples! R&R!!! Oh and don't forget to say thank you to my editor and friend Sakuraangel132!!!

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After a while, the demon began to get restless, still hissing from it's lost prize. Gaara sighed slightly as the cool, mid-April breeze brushed up against his back. In Suna, there was no such thing as a breeze, more like an incinerating, dust storm than anything else, which rolled ferociously over the dunes, pummeling the city gates and wafting over the cliff onto the streets below. He couldn't remember ever seeing so many people back in Suna either, but he still got the same reaction: Fright. What is it about me, besides Shukaku that they dislike so much?

The cool breeze rustled the leaves quietly above him as he scanned the street below him. She hadn't come out, which means she must still be in…..He scanned the streets to the right again, near the fish monger, heaving huge deep-ocean fish onto the strong wood logs…. A flash of pinky-purple caught his attention suddenly off to the left, at the hospital doors. She briskly walked out of the hospital, her shapely legs frantically swinging as she jogged into the busy street. Gaara focused in on her. If he grabbed her now, she'd scream and blow his father's plan…..

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Sakura could feel someone following her. As she turned the corner as shadow would flash out behind her but as she turned around….it would disappear. He nerves were on edge as she steamed on ahead, not taking any alleyways, or side streets….

The sun had risen to it's peak, the heat scorching her through her kimono enough to count as a sunburn but she jogged on. She smelt the familiar smell of her mother's rice cakes before her eyes spotted the light blue door of the Haruno household. She jogged faster, quite aware of the shadowy figure right behind her, shifting and slipping quietly through the crowd….and virtually ran for the door. As her hand landed on the handle, she felt the figure stop behind her and she turned around…..

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Gaara watched as she sped up…..he calves now making slapping noises as she ran faster towards the bright blue door in front of her…. Shit……I haven't got much time left…she's almost home. Agh! Stuff this, father can wait…..

Ohhh, drawing attraction to ourselves are we? Isn't that a bad idea?

Oh shut up Shukaku….your the one who frightened her…

Ah, no, cub, that would be you….technically it was your body…

Shut it!

Whatever, just don't come running to me when she pokes you with her sharp little dagger…..

She won't…..

Cause you'll kill her if she does?

NO Shukaku!! Would you quit the killing shit!! He could just imagine the huge tanuki sitting in it's rump, one eyebrow raised in amazement.

You like her.

What are you talking about?!?!

YOU, like HER…hahahahahahaaaaaahahahahahaha!!!! That's precious!! The demon laughed, it's cackling loud enough to give him a headache.

SHUT UP!!!!!!

Ahahaha, my dear cub, I didn't think you'd be THAT stupid! Love kills idiot!

And what would you know about it? Besides I don't like her anyway…women are nothing but nuisances. The Nara-boy says so himself. Gaara grumbled. He really didn't have and feelings towards any of the Konoha-nins, besides the occasional glare at the loud-mouth blonde... Chills brushed his spine whenever the boy was near him, accompanied by the shrill hissing of Shukaku...but, the demon remained silent when Gaara would ask after the encounter... He secretly wondered what it's problem with him was...and why it would never explain...but he sensed something was amiss with that genin...

As he snapped back to reality she pressed her hand upon the door, fumbling for her key... He mentally swore and surged towards her, a twirling maelstrom of sand behind him, billowing like light brown sheets, made of the softest cotton... He could feel her terror, it radiated from her in waves as she fumbled around her kunai pocket for the missing key, he back dangerously turned away from him... He surged up behind her just as she pulled out the stray key and placed his hand quite hard on her shoulder. She almost jumped through the porch-roof. He tightened his grip on her as she began to thrash, trying to land multiple blows with those dainty, pink-painted feet. He pulled her close, close enough for her hair to tickle under his nose, he heard her gasp in horror as he placed a kunai to her pale throat...

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She immediately panicked as she felt cold metal bite into her neck, and the sand-man's body pressed against hers as she fought to pin him to something...

She felt him pull her closer, his stomach molding against her back, and tightening his grip on her shoulder. Oh god! No! It can't end like this!!! What are you doing girl! Get up and fight him!!!!!! Her inner-self screamed maniacally as she fought his hold. She felt his sand take a grip on her wrists and her ankles before he finally let her go.

"W-w-what do you want from me!!!", she screamed, hoping her mother would hear inside the house. He looked at her blankly, those unblinking, teal orbs glistening with fight.

"I...want...nothing..", he whispered back. Her eyes widened. FIGHT THE SAND, DAMN IT!!!!!!!! He inner self screamed hysterically. He's going to kill us!! Just like those sound-nin back in the Forrest of Death!!! Or worse, he's going to rape us then kill us!!!! He diverted his eyes from hers and held out his hand... a small flower, slightly dried up, lay in the center of his sand-smoothed palms...

"You left it in the room...", he murmured. She looked at him in shock, then in sympathy.

"H-h-how did you get it out? Naruto and Shika were guarding Lee's room until I left...".

"The sand...it seems to... have a mind of it's own", he whispered, looking back up into her ocean green eyes... She shivered as she felt the evil radiating off his skin... What was with this guy? He radiated pure evil to the point it burned her nose...then she heard a faint voice, a murmur of sarcastic comments...

Like hell...you made me ,you love-struck baka! The voice startled her and she saw him flinch slightly. He reached forwards, the flower now between his nimble, bony fingers...The sand suddenly released and he jerked the flower forwards another inch.

She dropped to her knees. Something soft floated down and hit the arch of her nose lightly. She looked down into her lap, the white lily gleaming in her lap. She looked up then to both sides but the mysterious sand-user had vanished. She steadied herself then stood up, scanning the rooftops around the small street...no sign. WHAT?!?! all that for a flower?!?! Naruto was right...that guy is weird! She turned on her heel and walked into the empty hallway...

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Gaara was mentally hitting himself as hard as he could, Shukaku never the less helping as well. That's it! Father is definitely going to kill me!!

Too right. Why do all that for a flower ? Nancy-boy….geeze.

It was her flower Shukaku….

Grrrrr!! You are such a wuss!!! Why, damn it! Why!!!!

What are you killing yourself for now?

Because I got stuck with YOU! And to think…..all those years ago I thought you were my perfect savior….pah! Your nothing but a human runt!! Gaara was silent. Perhaps the demon was right…….but that didn't explain his killer urges…. He looked up into the azure sky….. A distinct whistling noise clouded his senses, the sound growing louder every second…..she shielded his eyes from the sun and saw the glint……he sidestepped quickly as the kunai plummeted to the ground, embedding itself at his feet….

What is it? A dinner invitation? The Shukaku smirked. Gaara sighed and picked up the paper wrapped deadweight.

Blind demon…….it's a note and- HELLO! A death threat!

Brilliant, will they serve us goblets of wine or is it BYO? If it is I have the perfect little appetizer awaiting back in that house-

OH WILL YOU SHUT UP! It's not a death threat-

Oh brilliant, so it IS a dinner party…

You didn't let me finish. It's actually a meeting...well the sender wants me to...to...meet him? Gaara asked witha frown, eyes fixed on the crumpled note...

Who's it from?Gaara sniffed deeply...

Uchiha...

What?!?!?! Why would HE want to talk to us?

Who knows...i bet it's s trap....

See, this village ain't as sweet as that girl is...Shukaku sniffed

Alright, enough Shukaku! I don't like her, end of story!

Whatever... It turned around on it's rump, facing away from Gaara

SHUT UP SHUKAKU!!!! I DO NOT LIKE HER!!!!!!!! The demon smirked again and Gaara huffed as he folded away the paper, pocketing the kunai at the same time... Perhaps I will go, just to see what this lone Uchiha really wants...And to amuse myself if he thinks he can take me on...Hmmmm...Uchiha blood...delicacy?? He thought silently to himself as he made his way back to the hotel...back to his hole until dark...

That's when the real fun would start...

A/N: Sorry guys no comment from SakuraAngel today. She's busy :S But i'm half un-busy!! I left my homework in my locker so...techincally i have none. And yes, i'll get on that third chapter right away. My appoligies for any spelling mistakes or grammar errors, please don;t point them out...i'll feel real guilty :( Anyways, flames, love and assorted chocolate welcome lol XD jjk about the chocolate but anything else is welcome. No reviewies, no writies! Night everyone! Peace out!

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