DISCLAIMER NOTICE: I don't own Naruto. I don't know who does…whoever they are, their lucky as heck….
Gaara sat on the roof, letting the wind caress threw his hair gently. This is his favorite spot to be. There's no one around to give him papers to sign or stamp. Why can't they just all get buried in sand and let the mineral impact in their throat as they slowly die. Gaara smirked. He isn't that lucky. His head shot up.
"Shoot!" said a girly voice.
Sakura stood on the roof of the Inn she was staying. Her hand was grasping the section between her elbow and wrist. She held her arm downward, and was breathing hard. She mumbled something.
"Katon!…kat…" She fainted and fell. Her body made a loud boom against the steel covering the roof. Her body slid limply down the roof.
'Act fast!' Shukaku screamed in his head.
"I KNOW!" Gaara screamed aloud. Instead of using the sand, he jumped down from his spot and let his feet slid down the roof, jumping off when he reached the rain gutters. He zigzagged down the tight ally-way, landed on the ground and looked up. Sakura landed on his body, she was heavier then he expected.
"Arg…" He used all his effort to push him off of her. She was too thin to be this heavy… He figured it out quickly.
"Weights." He made a rip down her dress and cut her shirt with his sand. Under her shirt lay a stack of weights similar to those of Lee's back in the exams. They were tied around her stomach and back.
"She pushes herself to-" his thoughts were cut off by a loud scream coming from Sakuras once unconscious body.
"What are you doing?!" she screamed at his face. He grabbed her wrists.
"Calm down!" he sneered. That's all he could get out. Sakura struggled under his weight. "GET OFF ME!" This brought many unwanted eyes to the two. They were in an odd position. Gaara glared at them and put a wall of sand around them so no one could see how he was failing to get her under control.
"WOMAN, GET YOURSELF UNDER CONTROL!!! It's me, Gaara. I'm trying to help you. You would be dead if I wasn't here! Stop moving!"
Sakura gave in from exhaustion and breathed heavily. She looked up at his face. She screamed again. "OH MY GOD! THAT'S IT!" Gaara yelled, making hand signs. Well he tried to; it was hard when she was pounding at him. He put a sleeping jetsu on her and released the wall. He started panting heavily, and leaned against the wall. He swallowed hard and looked at the Pink haired girl on the ground. Her wrists were red from where he held her and she had tears falling down her face.
'This doesn't look good for either of us.' Gaara thought deeply. He used his sand vortex to transport her to his room, and placed her on his bed. "Better then the beds at the Inn. It might be a little sandy." He told her, although she was sleeping. He smirked at her and examined her body. Other then her wrists, he hadn't done any damage to her. Her hands were burnt from her trying to create the jetsu she was doing. He took off the rest of the weights and placed them on his corner table. Ripping everything else off her body other then her under clothes, he got a big tee shirt and a pair of Temari's soft pants and put them on his bedpost next to her.
He looked at her again. "I'm sorry about that."
He walked over to his large chair and sat in it, staring at her for the rest of the night.
'Aren't we being a little over protective?' Shukaku prodded in his head.
'No, I like the feeling I have when I'm around her. Other then annoyance.'
With this, Shukaku laughed and didn't speak again.
