It was Friday by now, and I was the last one to arrive for Ashley's birthday. Did I really wanna' be here? No, not really. But Sakura was here, and I had to do some ground work, try and get some déjà-vu like I did that one time…I don't exactly know how I'm going to, but it can't hurt to try just about anything.

Anyway, everyone was going to be here, and since Sakura's rents are out-as always-we're apparently going to be sleeping over. And, there's gonna' be alcohol-lots. I heard Sakura isn't a big drinker, thankfully, but of course, everyone else is-myself included. And for Ashley, I decided to buy her something simple, something I knew her and Sakura could both enjoy-not something dirty!-but a CD, the new Slayer album.

So, back to the present, I walked up to the large wooden doors-her place was massive-and rung the door bell. Not more than five seconds later, a man in a suit-probably her butler-opened up the door and welcomed me in. And the second I walked in, there was loud music blaring from every which direction I could possibly see.

"Can I take your coat, sir?" the butler guy asked.

"Uh, yeah, sure…Thanks." I handed him my leather jacket, and under that was my red and black As I Lay Dying t-shirt, and then of course some black pants and vans. I was casual, of course, and I thanked the Heavens that Sakura liked casual.

In a matter of seconds, the butler proceeded to show me where the bathroom was-guess he knew I was a new friend-where the kitchen was, and where everyone else was, which was the main room.

"Hey Gaara!" Kyle waved, and everyone else noticed too and all said their 'Hello's.

"Hey guys. Where's Sak and Ash?" Of course I immediately that Sakura wasn't there; I only noticed Ashley because those two were basically always together.

Randy laughed, "Apparently the senoritas wanted some alone time."

I held in my growl and tried to calm myself, thankfully succeeding. And of course, I immediately noticed the beer and headed straight for it, grabbing a can of Bud Light; I was gonna' need it.

"Thank you everyone!" Ashley told us all after she received her last present. "They were really awesome."

Like I said, I got her a Slayer CD, Randy got her a Rancid t-shirt, Kyle bought her some red hair dye-same color as his Mohawk-Max got her the new Transformers movie, Mikey got her a dog collar, Matt got her a spiked bracelet, and Sakura got her a real diamond ring. Looking at all her stuff, Ashley definitely was happy, and as much as I hate it that she has my Sakura, I'm happy for her. She's had a shitty life, and yet she always keeps that smile on her face. If she wasn't competition, I'd see her as a little sister, but this little sister has my girl, and I will no matter what do anything I have to do to win her back.

"Alright guys," Sakura started saying. "Since it's getting late, we should start watching the movies."

"I vote on Transformers!" Max yelled and the rest of us laugh. No wonder he bought her that movie, so we could all watch it tonight, and no doubt, all the guys are gonna' imagine that Megan Fox chick naked. I rolled my eyes, though not letting anyone notice; boys this generation were so stupid.

"Alright," Ashley smiled, agreeing. Ha, who knows, maybe she wanted to look at Megan Fox's body like the rest of them.

So, since it was obvious we were all going to be in the main room to sleep, Ashley and Sakura of course got the couch and curled up together, Max got the huge chair, Kyle got one of the couches, and so did Randy, and the then the twins and I just hung out on the ground. Even though I thought I was gonna' end up befriending Randy more-since he's mainly after Ashley-I was surprised I found myself closer to the twins. In a weird, twisted way, they reminded me of Naruto. Naruto…How long could it have been? Last time Sakura and I had saw them was when him and Hinata were my parents, and that was in 2,000, and now it's 2,018. And Sakura and I had first met in 1,980. It's been eighteen years…Naruto and Hinata have gotta' be in their fifties at least, and Kankuro and Temari are probably in their late fifties…That's almost scary to think about. Tsunade's probably in her eighties as well…Kami, why?

They had already started the movie, and thankfully everyone was too engrossed by Megan Fox's ass to pay attention to my face. For I knew, there had to be pain written all over it. It's impossible for me not to show this emotion. Everything that has happened…I can't believe it…None of it should even be real. When Sakura and I killed ourselves, that was supposed to be the end of it; we shouldn't have lived anymore, had these memories…Nothing. But here we are; for fourteen years Sakura waited for me to save her from that damned asylum, and even then, we ended up killing ourselves. Then she waits another fourteen years for me, and when I finally remember her, she gets shot and so do I by my supposed 'best friend'. And now here we are again, only instead of fourteen, it's sixteen…and it's me who remembers. I wish he had just died on that day so many years ago…Then neither of us would have to of dealt with this torture. I should just kill myself now…

My gaze lifted to Sakura's beautiful face, the face that had looked at me with such love years ago. Her eyes which let me into every one of her secrets, her skin which was so soft, her lips which I was so completely and irrevocably addicted to, and her body…That body that I could gladly spend the rest of my life admiring, that body which I had held and embraced so many times…no longer belongs to me.

No, that's not true at all. Sakura is mine, and she has been since before any of these kids were even born, before even Sakura and I were born. We're meant to be, and nothing will stop me from proving that to her.

But what if…what if she is happier with Ashley?

I let my gaze wonder up to hers once again, and I knew immediately that it wasn't true. Sakura could only be truly happy with me, no one else. No matter how cocky or arrogant that sounds, it's the truth and nothing but the truth. She's mine, and deep down inside of her, she knows it's true…I know she does. I can already see it in her eyes; she's happy and in love with Ashley, yes, but she knows there's something about me she wants as well, whether she admits it to herself or not. I will expose it, and take advantage of it, and finally have her in my arms again.

It was about two in the morning, and I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up and just walked around, hearing some window open upstairs. I don't know exactly how I heard it, but I did, and I couldn't stop myself from following the noise. And when I did find it, I realized it wasn't a window, but a balcony, one that seemed to be connected to Sakura's room…with Sakura standing there in the arms of the night. My feet took me to her, and I didn't argue with them. Finally a chance to be alone with her…How could I resist?

"Sakura," I heard myself saying. Was I even in control of my body?

She turned around and smiled at me, a smile that I hadn't seen in years, not to anybody, except me.

"I was waiting for you, my love," she said, her face never letting that smile go.
"You remember me?" I was shocked to say the least, but so completely at the same time. My body was walking towards her.

"Of course, how could I ever forget you? I love you."

And with that, I leaped at her. My Sakura, my Sakura! She was back, and back in my arms once again.

"I love you too, sweetheart," and I kissed her. I kissed her heard and with all the amount of passion I could muster up. And she kissed me back, and it was like nothing else in the entire world. It was absolutely amazing, and I never wanted to let her stop.

I let my hands fall down her back and grab her perfect ass, and lift her up. She easily wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms around my shoulders. I took us to the bed, and gently laid myself on top of her, kissing her even harder than before, letting my tongue dart out of my mouth and probe her lips. I knew she would let me in, and I practically growled in her mouth when she did. I had almost forgotten the taste of her mouth and how her sweet tongue felt against mine. My hands reached to the top of her nightgown and slide down the spaghetti straps that held to her shoulders, easily removing it and revealing a black bra and some black lacy…Thongs?! Ah well, they'll prove to come in handy in the end anyway.

Immediately I grabbed her breasts through her bra, and she moaned against my mouth and it took all I had not to take her right then and there. I moved my lips down her cheek to her neck where I lightly kissed it before sucking on it gently, planning to give her the mark that I had always loved giving her years and years ago. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as she let them go under my shirt and attempt to remove it; I smirked. I hastily took it off, and returned to sucking at her neck as I shivered at the touch of her fingers on my skin. One of my hands followed the strap of her bra to the hooks on her back, easily unhooking it. Very gently, I pulled down her bra, gauging for her reactions, but to my utter happiness, she let me pull it down. And as I stared at her perfect breasts, I realized it was the first time I had actually ever seen them. It's about time, I thought. And I eagerly cupped both of them gently, watching her gasp and pant with want. I did it lightly at first, than gradually I began to get rougher and rubbed my thumbs against each of her nipples, which made her moan. Having loved it obviously, I got even rougher and even put my tongue to the test; she went wild in my arms, and I had never seen something so beautiful. I licked at her nipple lightly at first, grazing it slowly with my tongue, before actually taking it into my mouth and sucking on it. And damn, I sucked hard, too. How was I to resist? They were absolutely perfect, and were made for me to enjoy. Sucked on them harder and it only proceeded in making her moan even louder for me, which I completely enjoyed. I grinded into her crotch lightly, and I was actually surprised to feel her buck up against me as well. I looked at her blushing cheeks before making eye-contact with her; she wanted it as much as I did, and damnit, we deserved it.

I easily slipped off her thong-still sucking on her nipple-and hastily removed my boxers. When I finally removed my mouth from her nipple, she whimpered and I almost decided to go back up and just suck on them again-almost, but I had other things in mind. Both my hands continued to play with her breasts, distracting her attention to there, and I lightly kissed her stomach lower and lower until I got to her shaven area, glad that she did shave it. I kissed her clit gently, and she became even wilder, surprisingly. I pressed my tongue against it, testing it out, and a loud, lustful moan escaped her lips and I had to hold in a moan from myself. I licked at the entrance to her pussy and continued to become gleeful at her moans of lust, before I finally slipped my tongue into the depths of her most secret place-that belonged to me, and only me. Only I could ever be welcomed here; it was mine. She continued to moan louder and louder as I licked all the way through her pussy, wanting to moan again in ecstasy at her taste. It was better than anything I had ever tasted before, and I swear I would drink this every day…Perhaps she would let me?

"Gaara," she moaned out my name, and I realized I couldn't do this anymore; I had to take her.

"I want you, Sakura," I growled out as I reluctantly removed my mouth from her beautiful, wet pussy.

"Then take me, Gaara…Make me completely yours."

It was all the invitation I needed before I slid one of my fingers into her and her eyes widened as she gasped. Another deep, lusty moan escaped from her lips, and I easily slipped in another finger, going in faster, grounding my fingers into her pussy.

"Gaara…"she again moaned out my name, and before I knew what I was doing, I was pointing my shaft at the entrance of her pussy, looking at her, making sure it was what she wanted.

She simply smiled at me, "Gaara…Wake up."

What?

In seconds the bed and Sakura disappeared into black nothingness. No! What had happened?! Is it Sasuke? Where is he? I kill him!-

Water splashed in my face in the next instant. Where was I? I looked around, and saw Sakura and everyone else in front of my face, looking at me weirdly.

That's right…we were at the sleep over. I looked at Sakura in the face, feeling sad and almost wanting to cry; it was just a dream.

"Gaara, you alright?" she asked, concerned. "You started moving all violent and shouting out that you were gonna' kill some guy named Sasuke."

I shook my head, "Really?" I faked a laugh, "Sorry."

"Who's Sasuke?" she asked me curiously. "He sounds sorta' familiar…"

Again I looked at her in her eyes and saw something in there; recognition, but for what, she did not know. But it did not matter, she had almost remembered something, and it was good enough for me.

"Just don't worry about it," I told her.

She shrugged, "Alright."

Speaking of Sasuke, what even happened to him? He'd be in his fifties too…As should Itachi. I wonder what happened to them.

And I almost couldn't hide the smirk that reached my face. Maybe I should look for em'.