Sorry about posting it a little late, I had lots of homework last night, and I was about to post it at 11:30 when my dad came in and tool my computer away, so I am sorry and thank you to all who have read! Reviews Please! The move reviews I get the faster I will get these on because your reviews will make me right more! So review and I will post on Sunday!

After two weeks I had earned some meat on my bones, and although my ribs were not a clearly defined, you could still see them. I went throughout my now normal morning routine, I woke up at 10 o'clock, showered, brushed my teeth, then ate breakfast. The food was always good, but rarely ever the same, which made me miss the familiarity of having a handful of cereal each morning, but who was I to complain. Temari waited for me in the kitchen. We had become really close friends over the time I had been here.

"You know what I realized," Temari said as I nodded yes, "you have been here for two weeks, but we still haven't gotten you any new clothes!" She looked appalled at the thought. I shrugged my shoulders as I ate a delicious omelette. Little did I know that my reaction wasn't good enough for Temari, I found this out as she dragged me out of the chair and down each painful step, for both of the remaining floors. I groaned. As we reached the lobby of the Kazekage building, I was allowed to stand.

"Where are we going to go?" I questioned

"This cute hole-in-the-wall boutique for kunoichi. And before you say it I know you aren't a kunoichi, but the clothes are good for moving in and cute."

I grunted and trailed the oddly eager Temari, still not sure if I was exactly awake.

When she said hole-in-the-wall, Temari wasn't kidding. The shabby shack was practically abandoned, but inside a wide range of clothing was on hangers, the place was so stuffed she could barely move. Temari and I wandered to the darker colors. I ended up with bandages on my arms and fingers only leaving the tips of my fingers free (A/N I wanted to do bandages like some of the characters have because I think it looks cooler than the fishnet). A tight red, long sleeves, v-neck top, that fit to my skin but also protected me from the sand that could easily tear my old clothes. It was accompanied with a tight pair on mid thigh black shorts, bandages covered the rest of my thighs and I pair of knee high ninja boots accompanied it. I must admit, I was quite happy with the results, I think I look hot. A low whistle confirmed my thoughts as Kankuro walked in the "store".

"Damn, you look fine. If I were you I would shorten the shorts though."

"Shut up, you are so weird!" I pushed him away from me as I said the slightly harsh words.

He shrugged and pulled me and his sister towards the door, "Gaara and I got a surprise for you, Amaya!"

We had walked back to the Kazekage's building then we got in a car that drove across the dunes an hour later we arrived at a massive mansion that just sat there in the sand. The sandstone walls looked expensive, but nothing decorated the outside.

"Welcome to the ski resort!" Kankuro said, leading us inside where Gaara waited us.

"Isn't skiing on snow?" I asked confused. Kankuro and Temari both darkly chuckled.

"We will let Gaara explain." Kankuro said as he and Temari left me and Gaara alone.

It was fairly simple, my feet were in boots connected to two long flat sticks and I slide down the dunes on the sticks. Well, the concept was simple, the thing itself, wasn't so much. Gaara would wait patiently as I slowly made my way down, falling every few feet. After the third time of this Gaara was slightly fed up. He walked with me back up the hill, and we both put the skis back on, but this time he stood behind me, with me in between his legs, his hands on my hips and we slid down the hill together. Yet, me having very little balance fell, bring Gaara down with me. He landed on soft sand that caught him centimeters away from me, his hands beside my head; he looked like he was doing a push up on top of me. The sand slowly dispersed and the only thing keeping him off of me was his own strength. He was so close, if i raised my head up, even just a little we would be kissing. His eyes displayed a sort of heat almost like lust, no that couldn't be. Gaara raised his body up and climbed off of me.

"I think that is enough skiing for today." His voice sounded almost like it had emotion. Almost. As we made our way towards the "resort" the wind started to pick up, I shuttered think about the last time I was in a sandstorm, but then all the wind stopped. Gaara had us surrounded with his sand, it kept the wind out, but somehow he knew where to go. He protected me with his sand walls. And within those walls we were connected, I felt more than physically close to him. Without a word we were connected. The air between us was full of electricity, why was this happening? Gaara couldn't even like me that way? Could he? No. Gahhhhh, I can't do this, my brain was thinking so hard. By the time we got back to the mansion in the desert my feet and my brain were aching. Too much for one day. I was escorted to my room with Temari, who had already arrived with Kankuro. The conversation was nothing special, she asked if I had gotten the hang of skiing, well that was a no. She left me alone outside my door. I feel like I forgot something, then it hit me, I realized I hadn't had dinner yet! Following Gaara's strict orders I started towards the stairs I had just walked up with Temari a few voices became audible.

"I thought you were going to make your move, did you chicken out?" That was definitely Kankuro.

"No, I just can't, she is so beautiful and I feel like I would be doing a wrong if I kissed her." The voice was devoid of emotion, Gaara's voice. They were talking about me! Gaara wanted to kiss me?