The long awaited chappie. I hope you guys aren't too mad at the long wait. Love ya all so much for waiting.

Disclaimer: We all know that if I owned Naruto it would suck. That or it would rock your socks. Either way, if I did own Naruto, would I really be making a fanfiction? Use your heads people.

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Miamay sighed and looked at her reflection in the lake.

"I wonder what he's doing right now..." She said out loud as she got to her feet, the wind blowing her hair to the left (everything you own in a box to the left... sorry).

"What who's doing right now?" A voice asked from behind her. She jumped and would have fallen into the water had a pair of strong arms not hugged her to the person from behind.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." A vice said in her ear, releasing her so that she could turn to see her savior.

It was none other than Sabaku no Gaara (betcha all saw that coming).

"G-g-g-g-g-gomen!" She stammered, backing up. His arm reached out and snag itself around her waist, pulling her to him. He stared deep into her eyes before kissing her passionately. She started, then kissed him back, closing her eyes.

His free hand snaked up her shirt, and she jerked away. He looked at her with a mixture of frustration and amusement.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"It's okay..." She said, smiling. He took her hand in his and sat down at the edge of the lake, pulling her down with him. She pulled off her sandals and dangled her feet down into the water. He looked on in amusement before following suit. They sat there, holding hands and shwishing their feet back and forth through the water.

"Do you love me?" The question was so abrupt Miamay could only stare at the boy in shock.

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On how you feel about me."

He opened his mouth to reply but found that the question confused him so he shut it again, frowning.

How do I feel about her?

You like her.

What?

Duh. My own little Gaara, the emotionless sandman, the knuckleheaded baka, is in love with ma and pa's little Miamay, the kindhearted shadow girl, the level-headed beauty. What can I say? Opposites attract.

I don't love her!

Riiiiiiiight... and I'm Samehada.

Why do you always have to act so sarcastic?

Because I can.

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Don't have a comment for that, eh?

There is no inteligent comment for a reply like that.

Exactly why I use it.

Miamay is looking at me funny.

That cinches it. You love her, else you wouldn't care. Shukaku out!

Gaara slowely regained his senses to see Miamay watching him intently, waiting for a reply.

"How I feel about you..." He repeated, looking at the setting sun.

"Yes."

"I love you." Her eyes widdened in astonishment and she smiled.

"I love you too."

They looked at the newly budding stars before Miamay broke the silence.

"Know what?"

"Hmm?"

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."

"Huh?"

"Know why?"

"No..." She turned and gave him a smile.

"Because the more you tell people congratulations, the more good things will happen to them."

Gaara looked into her pupiless, multi-hued red eyes before kissing her sensually; when he got a positive response he began pushing her to the ground.

Kankuro will never let me live this down... he thought as one hand sneaked up her shirt and the other rubbed her thigh.

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They lay under the night sky, their clothes under them. Miamay snuggled into Gaara, her perfect figure clicking into his manly one.

"I love you." She murmured. He wrapped his arms around her, and they fell asleep.

--THREE MONTHS LATER--

Miamay raced to the gates of Konoha. Not only was this her birthday, the day she turned sixteen, but Gaara was coming to visit! And, due to an 'accident' yesterday, she found out she was pregnant. She couldn't wait to tell Gaara, after all he was the father.

--WITH GAARA--

"Temari..." he groaned.

"Why don't you want to go?" Temari asked, hands on hips.

"Yea, you want to see the midnight-haired beauty, no?" Kankuro asked, coming up behind him.

"Well... no, actually." Gaara said.

"Why?" Temari asked.

Grudgingly, Gaara told them about the night he had... erm, 'made love' to Miamay, as Temari's books so named it.

Temari looked shocked while Kankuro sniggered.

"Good going brother, never knew you had it in you. Did you use protection?"

"Did I use what?" Gaara asked blankly.

Kankuro and Temari exchanged petrified looks.

"Damn it, Gaara!" Temari shouted.

"What?" He asked.

"You could have gone and gotten the poor girl pregnant!" Both of his siblings shouted in unison. Gaara looked positivly horrifed at the thought of being a daddy.

--WITH MIAMAY--

The midnight haired girl bounced with joy as the Subaku's approached.

Then she hesitated. She didn't want to seem clingy, after all. So she backed up as some of the other leaf nin came and greeted the travlers.

"Hello Gaara." She greeted him after a few moments. He looked at her.

"I... uh... have some knews to give you." She said quietly, looking at the ground. Gaara noticed that through her baggy shirt, her abnormally thin figure was getting round.

"Excuse me?" He snapped. She started and looked at him with saddness.

"I don't know you." He said coldly.

Tears sprang into her eyes and she turned and raced away from him.

Temari came up and whacked him from behind with her fan.

"Oww! What the hell, Temari?"

"You didn't have to go and break the poor girls heart, did you?" Temari demanded, standing there with her fan in defiance.

Gaara just glared.

--SIX MONTHS LATER--

Miamay left. Without telling anyone where she was going, she left the village of Konoha to her true home, Kagegakure.

"Father." She said as she entered his room after the long trip. A man with black hair, a mist head band around his head and a shadow headband around his neck, and a half-covered face looked up and smirked behind his mask.

"Miamay. I knew you would return someday." Zabuza Mamochi/Tsuikia, head of the Tsuikia clan and Shikage of the Village Hidden in the Shadows, stood and embraced his daughter. She hugged him back.

"I missed you, papa." She mumbled against his shirt, and to both of their surprises she started to cry.

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She told the story to both of her parents, her mother being Midori Yominachi/Tsuikia, one of the last of the remaining Yominachi clan. They were horrified.

"How could that man hurt our daughter in such a way?" Midori asked angrily, hugging her daughter tightly.

"Mother... I almost forgot to mention..." She murmured.

"What is it?"

"You are grandparents."

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