Ah, no dreams tonight, and I only have to put up with eye rings for one more day! I walked down the street, somewhat pleased with myself, but my thoughts drifted back to the dreams I had been having...all of Temari...My high soared back down to the ground and I dropped to my knees in the middle of the street. I was so overreacting but I really didnt care at the moment. "This is torture!" I shouted outloud to myself as I stood up and walked over to the nearest tree, to curl up in shame in the shade. "This isnt torture, you wanna know what torture is?" a voice sounded above me. God damn it Gaara, could you stop stalking me for six seconds. I sighed "no, amuse me" "torture is listening to Kankuro singing Christina Agulera songs in the shower when hes gargling" I shook with laughter, my face turning pinker than my hair. "No. Way! Kankuro?" I started laughing hysterically again. "Whats so funny?" A female voice suddenly called from my right, I froze instantly. That sounded like...like... "hey Temari" Gaara called from the tree, traitor. I looked up at Temari. She was taller, her hair was wavy around her shoulders now, her breasts were bigger...hips more curved...ahem. My gaze moved up to her face, which probably mirrored my own look of heart ache. Her eyes were swollen from crying, her mouth was curved into a frown, her shoulders slightly slumped. I tried to stand up but my knees were really shaky and I fell down again, only to be caught by Temari. "you didnt have to catch me like that I can fall down by myself, no! I mean, I can stand up to kiss you, no! um! thats not what I meant I--" she faced me with a look of amusment, ignoring how close I was pressed to her. Oh lordy, I'm spouting random nonsense. Cue save from Gaara in 3...2...1... I looked up, and no Gaara. shouldve known. Hes long gone. great. "I'm sorry Temari...umm...its just that your...well..." Her guard went up without warning "are you flirting with me Haruno?" She used my last name. I felt a stabbing pain in the vicinity of my heart. "um. No." She let go of me and I stumbled to her feet "good. dont." She said and walked off. I stood up and ran home, tears flying from my face. The minute I got there I fell straight onto my bed and cried myself into a deep, painfree sleep...
same night, Kankuro's POV
Visions of sweet torture flicked by him...clothes tossed aside, two warm bodies pressed together...a swath of pink hair...a girls moan of pleasure. Sakura's naked body in full view, open and wet to him. He covered her body with his own and teased her senses, her legs locked around his waist "Kankuro!" she gasped and he rammed inside her. Over...and over...and over...
"AH!" My eyes snapped open, I looked around, same forest. Same sleeping bag. The fire was dead. And the inside of my pants were sticky and cold. Great, more clothes to wash. "Where the hell had that dream come from?" A little voice snaked into my head you love her. "No, uh-uh. Not happening." I voiced outloud, as if to convince myself it wasnt true. "Shes les, and in love with my sister no less!" I turned over in my sleeping bag, away from the dying embers of the flames. "Sakura Haruno...sweeter than cherry blossoms..." My eyes drifted shut, my mind floating away on that last conscious thought.