Wow…already nine people have declared this as one of their favorites…thanks! A lot of you mentioned how funny it was…I don't really see how it's funny, but whatever works. Also, some of you were confused by Gaara's actions—let me make this clear. He is only teasing her, and making her as uncomfortable as possible.
Gaara stepped in and immediately slouched over the couch. She took a deep breath and turned to the cupboards, the ramen hadn't filled her up. She opened the doors and quickly grabbed a fruit bar, sitting down in a chair. Her bedroom was just behind the wall, and her bathroom was on the side of it. She sighed with relief when she realized that taking a bath wouldn't be a problem, Gaara could just sit on the bed while she was in the bathroom.
The bar froze just a few inches from her mouth. Her bed. The couch wasn't close enough to her bedroom for him to sleep here. That meant…her face turned red. Calm down, she tried to tell herself, nothing is wrong with that; we don't need to do anything, just sleep.
Gaara seemed to be thinking about the same thing, minus the embarrassing details. "Where's your bed?"
Her blush grew, and he noticed. She hurriedly stood and walked down into her bedroom, Gaara following her. She opened the door and he stepped in, and she turned back around. "Where are you going?" he asked, though he didn't sound very interested.
"I'm going to take a shower," Sakura said. I need to cool down, and stop freaking out! She quickly entered the bathroom and turned the nozzle. As the water heated up, she undressed and stepped inside, bringing goose bumps to her skin, but they quickly disappeared. She sighed happily as the warm water washed over her, and scrubbed shampoo through her hair.
But soon the suds were gone, and so was her body wash. As she turned the water off, she sighed, but this time from regret. There was nothing left to do, so she toweled herself off and reached for the pajamas she kept with the towels. And hesitated.
The pajamas were made of silk, and were pink. A fitted tank top and tiny boxer shorts. Never did she have to worry about her pajamas, but now…seeing her in this, what would Gaara do? Would he get embarrassed? Or…well, he was a teenage guy, right? Sakura hurriedly pushed that thought away. Nothing was going to happen, it would be fine.
She didn't think her face could become any redder as she slipped into her clothes and went to her room. Gaara was sitting on the bed, stripped down to his pants. She was wrong. She felt even more blood rush to face. Surely if she got any more embarrassed her face would glow in the dark. Gaara's eyes flicked to her and down, then away. His face was still blank and he stood, going to the window and opening it. Sakura quickly slipped into her bed and turned on her side so she was staring at the wall. After a moment, she felt the mattress compress and knew that Gaara was lying next to her.
She struggled to keep her breathing normal, and kept her eyes closed, as if when she opened them Gaara would be straddling her waist. Stop that! She scolded herself. He isn't even touching you now, so calm down!
Gaara's eyes glanced over her body. He hadn't except her to wear such clothes, and he couldn't help but notice that they looked good on her. Surprised at the sudden thought, he rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. It was obvious from the way she had curled up and was as close to the wall as possible, she was freaking out. He almost laughed, it was comical the position they were in. Once-crazy killer, lying in bed beside young, innocent, sixteen year old girl.
He smirked and closed his eyes, folding his hands on his chest. A/N: I know Gaara doesn't sleep, but lets just ignore that for now :) Hm…what was that smell? It was sweet, and Gaara opened his eyes. He liked it, but couldn't tell what it was. His eyes glanced over to the girl beside him, and seeing she was already asleep. He leaned over and brought his face to her pink hair. Was it…melon? Maybe strawberries? Gaara settled back on his side of the bed. That smell wasn't very strong, but being so close to her, it was really distracting. He grumbled and rolled on his side, pushing his head into the pillow. But of course since this was her bed, Sakura had slept in it every night, so the pillow smelt just the same. Rolling onto his back again, Gaara yawned and put his hands back on his stomach. Soon he was asleep.
He awoke just an hour later and yawned. He sat up and blinked—where the hell was he? Sensing warmth by his side, he quickly turned, and confusion rose in him. There was a girl. Sleeping in the same bed as him? She was on her side, facing him, her lips parted slightly. Slowly he relaxed, remembering what had happened the previous night, and a groan escaped his lips. He fell back onto the pillow, and Sakura stirred, opening her eyes.
"Gaara…?" Her voice was heavy with sleep. "What is it?"
"Nothing," he snapped.
"Oh." She lay there, staring at him.
The silence stretched and she finally asked, "Hey, Gaara, are you okay with this?"
"What do you mean?"
She fought a yawn and said, "Well, I mean with us being stuck together."
"Hn." Gaara rolled away from her.
Sakura frowned. If she didn't find out now, then she doubted he would tell her later. "Come on, Gaara."
He didn't respond. Sakura hesitated, then reached out and lightly touched his bare shoulder.
He whipped around and grabbed her shoulders, pinning her down on the bed. She gasped as he leaned in and hissed, "I told you not to touch me."
Sakura stared up at him and stuttered, "I'm sorry."
Gaara froze. In the dim light from the moon that streamed in the window, Sakura's face was red, and her eyes were bright. Her lips were plump and moist. The pajamas she wore shone in the moonlight, drawing his eyes to her body. Without realizing it his grip on her shoulders tightened and she winced. Immediately he removed himself from the bed and was standing by the window.
She sat up, rubbing one shoulder. "Gaara…?"
He growled and walked from the room. Sakura knew that he wouldn't be able to reach anything in the other room unless she moved closer to him, so she stood and walked to the door, opening it. She rubbed one of her eyes with the back of her hand and yawned. "Gaara?"
It was darker in this room, and she could just make out his silhouette standing between the counter and couch. He turned to her, and Sakura slowly stepped forward. "What is it?" He didn't answer and watched Sakura with guarded eyes. "Hey…come on, tell me."
Still the man remained silent. She sighed and moved behind the counter, having spent enough time with her male friends to know they were in better moods with a full stomach. Fumbling for the light switch, she blinked at the burst of light and opened her small fridge, searching for leftovers of her previous dinner.
"What are you doing?" Gaara asked.
"Making you food."
He looked at her suspiciously but sat down at the counter anyway. Soon Sakura passed him a plate with seafood pasta with a creamy sauce. "What if I don't like seafood?" he asked, looking down at his plate.
"You're going to like it," Sakura said promisingly, sitting down with her own plate a chair away from him and began to eat. He hesitated, and then took a bite. It was good, and soon all of it was gone. Sakura glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering what had happened in the bedroom. Why had he reacted like that?
Gaara slumped onto the counter, staring in front of him. Sakura wasn't sure if she should try to talk to him, so she took his plate and her own and set it in the sink. Glancing at him again, she knew that he wasn't willing to go back to the bed, so she crawled onto the couch.
Gaara remained in that position for an hour, then straitened and glanced at Sakura. She was curled around herself, sleeping. He was still pretty tired, and wasn't going to be sleeping on the floor. Reluctantly, he leaned over and shifted her into his arms, carrying her to the bed. She murmured in her sleep, her lips restless. He set her down and slid into bed beside her.
Determined to sleep, he rolled onto his stomach and pulled the pillow over his head, breathing in the sweet smell.
There you have it! Second chapter. Please comment, mention anything you didn't like, or things you loved. Let me know what's good and bad so I can get better please!