This chapter is kind of short, but I can't help it. I have a new idea in mind and it's killing me! ;D

Sakura smiled in triumph as the smell of spaghetti filled the air of her new home. Gaara surprisingly had a lot of food here, he must really need a break every now and again. She realized that the dark rings around his eyes somewhat disappeared and she was glad he was getting more sleep.

She put some noodles onto her plate and glomped it with sauce, her mouth watering as the smell got stronger. She remembered her mother making this recipe and it warmed her heart that she finally got it right. Her mother would be proud.

A loud knock on her door made her groan inwardly. Whoever it was, sounded very angry. She just hoped it wasn't Sasori or Ino on the other side.

The pinkette put her plate on the table and walked over to the door, opening it to see a woman she's never seen before, standing there. She had long brown hair, light brown eyes, and pale skin. She didn't look friendly, or clean, for that matter.

"Oh, so Gaara has a new bitch. I should've known." Sakura's eyebrow twitched in irritation. How dare she come into her apartment, calling her a bitch! She didn't even know her!

The woman shoved Sakura out of her way and went inside, making the pinkette bite her lip. Sakura had a temper, just like her sensei in the medical field, and she did notwant to get thrown in jail.

She shut the door and turned to see the girl walking around. "Gaara? I know you're there!"

"No he's not. He doesn't live here," Sakura crossed her arms. "I do. Now can you please get out before I call the cops?"

"I'm Sari, Gaara's girlfriend and I am very upset with him!" Her eyes widened in surprise. Gaara never said anything about having a girlfriend. She felt her heart sink into the bottom of her stomach, and she didn't have the slightest clue as to why it did.

Sari smirked. "Oh, so you have feelings for him? Too bad, bitch. He's mine."

Sakura's cheeks turned pink. "I do not have any type of feelings for that man! If you want him, have him! But you will not charge into my home acting like a dumbass!"

She rose an eyebrow at the girl's temper. "Ah so, do you sleep where we slept? We had sex in that bed you know. Does he caress your cheek and lie to you?" Sari walked closer to her and smiled deviously. "He doesn't love you."

The rosette's cheeks flamed with anger. How dare she! H-how- Sakura gritted her teeth, unable to hold back any longer, and punched the girl in the gut. Sari toppled over and groaned in pain. "I told you to get out of here. And if you don't, I will-"

"Sari?" His voice made her pale, her eyes widening a bit. She just hit his girlfriend! He will never forgive her! Sakura turned and saw Gaara standing behind her with no expression, no emotion.

Sari walked over to him, still holding her stomach, and gripped his shirt tightly. "I just came over to see if you were here, wanting some dinner... This jealous bitch hit me! She thought I was gonna get in her way!"

Sakura bit her bottom lip, as if trying not to cry out. She was lying! She came into the apartment accusing her of being his bitch and then told her all sorts of nonsense. Sakura never felt such the urge to cry. She thought her life was getting better, but she guessed not.

Gaara pushed her off him. "Sari, I don't love you. You had no business coming here. Sakura is renting this place from me, nothing more, nothing less." Sakura couldn't help but feel dissapointed. She didn't exactly know why she was. Did she want there to be more?

Sari glared. "You do love me! You always will! You'll never let me go-" Whack. She held her cheek in shock, surprised to see that Gaara had slapped her.

"You need to leave. We've been through for months. We'll never be together again." Sari felt tears come to her eyes. She walked to the door, looked back one more time, and walked out, closing it behind her. Sakura exhaled, not realizing she was holding her breath.

"What are you even doing here, Gaara?"

The red head looked at her. Sakura noticed the hardened look in his eyes; they seemed so cold; so distant. He sighed. "I came over to see how you were doing. It's been a week since you've moved in."

Sakura nodded and rubbed her arm awkwardly. She hoped he wasn't here when she said she didn't have feelings for him, that would just make him hate her even more than he already does.

Gaara sighed. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

"How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough." Was his reply and she blushed out of embarrassment. She really hoped he didn't hear what she said. But why did she care? Did she have feelings for the red head?

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like..." He drifted off into thought, as if trying to think on what he was going to say. Gaara looked cute like that, but Sakura would never let him know. "Like you're in love with me or something."

Her eyes widened slightly but she didn't respond. How could she respond to that? She didn't realize she was staring at him in any way, and definitely not that way. Sakura bit her lip nervously as he stepped closer, his eyes darkened with emotion.

"Do you have feelings for me?"

She blushed and looked away from him. He closed the space in between them and caressed her cheek. Sakura closed her eyes, waiting for something, anything to happen.

And then he kissed her.