Remember I'll Always be True
Sitting on the rooftop of no importance, Gaara felt less empty then before. He kept imagining her tulip pink hair resonate a soft kiss upon his lips like he was almost kissing her very own lips. As he sat there, the moon gazed as half way full, and his heart nearly dropped for knowing the full moon will rise soon to give him his demonic advantage for blood. But somewhere in his lonely soul, he felt hope.
In the middle of daydreaming through the night, there was a ruckus a few blocks from where he sat upon. Sakura had been walking back and fourth in front of her house pulling at her hair and shouting, "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" A little curious about her situation, Gaara jumped a few nearby rooftops to reach her balcony rail. When he reached it, what he saw before him was a little humerus. Sakura was in her pajamas with dark circles under her eyes. She pointed to all her neighbors peeping through their windows at her and glaring. "LEAVE ME ALONE! GO BACK TO BED! IF YOU HAD MY PROBLEMS YOU"D BE OUT HERE SCREAMING! AGAGHAG!" She shouted with such furiousness the neighbors slammed their windows shut in fear! Gaara was aroused by her anger and jumped from the balcony railing to the front yard where she was standing. "Why are you shouting, Sakura?" Gaara muttered to her. Sakura turned around so fast the fierceness in her eyes would have made him uneasy. But he didn't quiver an inch. Just kept her gaze steady to wait for her answer.
"I'm shouting because you're frustrating me! You ask for help, and all you mention is "love" what in the world do you mean by that? Do you mean love is hopeless. Do you mean love is meant to help you? Do you mean--" She was interrupted as Gaara strode towards her with the sand mimicking his movements upon the ground. "What I meant Sakura is I want to know what love means to you." He stated.
Sakura stared at him trying to think of an answer to that. "Love means a lot to me. It means love is...love is...love is a wonderful feeling that moves us to do great things we don't expect ourselves to accomplish...It keeps us warm inside and...I don't know, it's hard to explain." she looked down on the ground thinking of Sasuke. What would he think of love, and if only she had his love.
Gaara stood inches away from her to lift her chin up and look into her sky-blue eyes. "I've never had this so called 'Love', can you show me this love?" he whispered into her lips. Sakura didn't hold back from him, she leaned into his gaze that when her lips touched his, Sasuke had nearly left her mind at that very moment. She closed her eyes and felt his lips linger upon her own, then move and intertwine with such softness and affection she didn't know Gaara could muster. His own eyes were closed while feeling the sand ground itself into a cocoon around the two. It shielded them from anyone nearby.
Sakura opened her eyes to look up at Gaara, he whispered again, "Hold me" it gave her such warmth she nodded her head despite the fact she was inside this cocoon of sand covering the two. She opened her arms out to him and embraced him. He kissed her neck and let himself trust her for the very first time. She stroked his soft red hair and kissed his jaw bone. "Gaara if you ever go back to the Sand Village please remember that I will always be true. I'll always be true to you." Gaara had let go of her and looked back into her eyes again. "You promise?" he asked. Sakura nodded her head with a warm smile. "I don't know what I'm feeling right now, but I do feel what you said, is love inside my chest." he whispered. Sakura smiled even wider and stroked his chest, "Does it feel nice?" she questioned. He gave her his first smile in years. "Yes."