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Previously:
"I'll go get a towel." I said, thanking the spirits for a getaway and taking my time in the kitchen. This was going to be very awkward, I thought again. I sighed, grabbing a towel and slugging myself back to the living room.
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Chapter four: Different Kinds Of Love
I sighed quietly shutting my door. Ino just left, and my suspicions were right. It was very awkward. But the way Gaara handled it.. I don't know. It was kind of sexy. "Good job Gaara." I smiled at him. "You have gotten through your first S class mission for the leaf village. Ino Yamanaka was a formidable opponent indeed." I heard him in the kitchen putting my glass in the sink. He walked over to me and grabbed my arm, leading me to the couch.
"Your friend kept looking at me like I was something to eat." He finally said sitting on the couch. I sat across from him on the coffee table, leaning my weight on my back palms.
"Well. You are half naked." I commented, looking him up and down. I agree with Ino. He did grow up. I bit my lip. "I think you might have a girlfriend." I teased, winking at him. He didn't really seem phased with being exposed. But I did catch some amusement in his eyes.
"Yeah, she calls my name in her sleep." He stared at me, dare I say looking amused. "Sounded like a good dream too." Shoot, I have been found out. Well, their isn't any use in trying to deny it. Seems like Gaara hears everything loud and clear. I nodded.
"It was a pretty good dream." I said with a smile, making sure he didn't get any reaction out of me. "I guess." Adding a little bit of a shrug, like I wasn't thinking of it every moment since this morning. I could feel my face giving me away, no matter how much I didn't want it too. He stood from the couch and leaned into me, placing his hands over mine. I looked at him very wide eyed and confused. I tried to get my body to do something. Move, speak, some sort of reaction, but it was useless. I looked into those sea foam green eyes, biting my lip and waiting for something he would say.
"It's okay you know." He simply said, running his index finger over one of the hands he was pinning down. It felt nice. I could feel a small smile creep onto my face. "To feel something other than the friendship you were talking about. Because I don't see myself just treating this ordeal as you just as my friend." I felt butterflies hit me like a tun of bricks. He kissed my forehead again. This one was different though. It was more relaxed. It felt more, right. "That day in the woods, when I transformed when we were kids. Do you remember it?" He asked me. I nodded. The image of him coming after Sasuke. Trying to fend him off with a Kunai flashed though my memory. "I was very unstable back then. My reason was to kill, and I didn't care who it was. I didn't even think about it." I winced with discomfort. "But when it came to the moment where you were between me and Sasuke. I couldn't kill you. I needed you just, out of the way." My memories kept rolling in my head like a video. He used the sand to hold me to a tree and render me unconscious. "I tried to, don't get me wrong. But, I could never do it."
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, fidgeting underneath him. "How uncomfortable." Was mumbled under my breath.
"Because, even at my lowest I could never dream of hurting you." He looked at me almost embarrassed. "Does this make sense? It's hard for me to say something like this." I blinked, trying to process what he was saying. Was he confessing to me? He felt this since we were kids?
"Gaara, do you like me?" I asked in amusement. That is so cute. Gaara has a crush on me. He shook his head and intertwined his fingers with mine.
"The origin of my pain was my heart. When I heard about this negotiation for peace, it felt lighter. I don't like you. It's more, and I don't understand it." I smiled softly and freed one of my hands, running my thumb over his mark for a small while. "When I learned of Sasuke's whereabouts, I agreed to this negotiation. I don't mean to pressure you into feeling any type of way about me. I prefer to be straight forward." I could feel tears pooling in my eyes picturing Sasuke in my mind. The night he left, the night I confessed my feelings to him, the first time I saw him after he sought out Orochimaru, and so much more was just flowing back to me. I hung my head down and rubbed my eye with my free hand. You better not cry right now. How embarrassing. Gaara grabbed my face and raised it to look at his. He didn't say anything at all as my tears fell. He caught them one by one as they rolled down my face, wiping them away. "I don't expect you to feel the same way about me that I do for you. Or the way you feel for him. But just know that I will be here. Do not hide from me, Sakura. I made a vow." I smiled and nodded at him. He let my face go and sat back on the couch looking out of the window. I sniffled, and tried to compose myself. Who knew this man could ever have a gentle bone in his body? I joined him on the couch and looked out the window as well. I don't think that I could love anyone like I loved Sasuke. But then again, he isn't asking me to. Would I really want to love the way that I loved Sasuke? I thought back to how unfulfilling it was, how empty the days were. No, I guess I wouldn't want that again. But does that mean I would never love again? I'm not really sure. But I guess I have time to find out. I grabbed Gaara's face gently and kissed his forehead. His eyes almost fluttered shut.
"Thank you Gaara, let's do our best." He hummed in agreement. Sasuke, I want to say goodbye to you.