We do not own Naruto or any characters (except Itchi)

Itchi is my own character who is the only person that Gaara actually has a connection with in his house. He knows most things about Gaara and tries to help everyone. He has blue hair that goes over his left eye and often wears dark skinny jeans and a tshirt and jacket. He is very energetic and very caring but has a tough exterior slightly like Gaara.

Chapter 5

"So this is your house?" Sakura asked after the silent, half hour car ride. "It's so big." Gaara smirked as he parked the car and grabbed Sakura's backpack out of the backseat. Sakura got out of the car and walked over to him, reaching for the bag. Gaara looked at her and walked up the driveway.

"I can carry it," she called, following behind him.

"No, your hurt, I've got it." he grumbled walking to the handcrafted door and pulling out the key.

"This is amazing" She told him, "I've never seen anything like this."

Gaara gave her a quizzical look, "Then you should see the winter home my mother left me in Yukigakure, It looks really nice when it's snowing." He stepped inside, smirking inwardly at the shocked look at her face.

"Go- Good afternoon, Master Gaara," a young woman stuttered, bowing her shaking figure, her frightened yet lustful eyes never leaving Gaara's face.

Gaara waved a hand dismissively, "Matsuri, have Itchi run a bath in my room, and place this bag by my bedroom door."

Matsuri's eyes widened, "What? No!"

Gaara's eyes narrowed and he stepped forward, "Excuse me? Did you just tell me no? You must not understand you place, did your mother never teach you to respect nobles? Oh, that's right, she didn't teach you a think because she never fucking wanted you. That's why you were sold to my family when you were a child for a mere hundred dollars. She needed more drug money." Matsuri's eyes began watering, "Now, drop your childish and annoying crush on me and do as I say."

"Yes, Master Gaara," she bowed, tears now rolling down her pink cheeks. She bowed once more and scurried up the stairway.

Sakura looked over at Gaara, slightly upset at the way he had treated the girl, "Don't you think that was kinda mean?"

Gaara shook his head, "If my father was here, she would have been killed," he saw a hint of terror in her emerald orbs, "He lives in Sunagakure, but he visits from time to time. It's best for the servants to act as expected so they don't slip up in front of him." Relief swept over Sakura as Gaara led her to the couch.

Wincing in pain as she sat down, Sakura just shook her head, "I didn't know people still had servants, you pay them right?"

Gaara seemed to hesitate, taking his time to sit down, "A few of them are payed. Everyone her is, or at one point was, in debt to my family, except for Matsuri and a few of the children. When they repay what they owe they can either leave or stay and work for us."

"Master Gaara," a boy with blue hair mumbled with a slight bow, "your bath is ready as requested."

"Ah, Itchi, thank you." Gaara nodded, Matsuri appeared next to the boy. "Matsuri, escort her to my bedroom then find her some of Temari's clothes to borrow. Only speak to her if she speaks to you."

"But she is a commoner, is she not?" Matsuri glared. Itchi took a step back as Gaara rose from his seat, "Master Gaara, I was simply stating that -"

A loud smack echoed throughout the house, Gaara's eyes full of fire, "I've had enough of you mouth, girl, this is my guest and she is of great importance to me. You will treat her as if she were royalty, as if she were the leader of you clan, the Kazekage's wife. Do you understand me wench?" Matsuri was frozen, "If you upset her, it will be the end of you."

"Y-Yes, Master Gaara," Matsuri bowed and smiled at the pink haired teenager, who looked horrified, "Are you ready for your bath Madam?"

Sakura's eyes widened, "Oh, you can call me Sakura," she told the girl, looking around at the servants walking around doing their tasks as they nosily glanced at the redhead and the pinklette. The blue hair boy locked eyes with Sakura, shaking his head no slightly, signaling that it would get the young servant in trouble. "Or madam is fine to I guess. Uh, I'm alright though I'll stay here with Gaara."

Gaara watched Sakura look nervously around at all the people, "I can take you there if you'd rather, there's no need to be afraid." Sakura turned a slight pink when Gaara whispered in her ear. She nodded slightly. "Alright, change of plans, Matsuri, will you please go get Sakura some clothes from Temari's closet. Something nice, of course. Nothing trashy or baggy. Then have Itchi place them on my bed. Please do not disturb us further."

Both servants looked shocked but nodded and bowed slightly, "Madam, I noticed you seemed hurt when you sat down," Itchi began, earning a harsh glare from Gaara, which didn't go unnoticed by the young teenager, "if you have an injury, would you prefer yoga pants possibly so that you don't have to worry about it being rubbed wrong or being held to tight be regular pants?" Gaara gave Itchi a weak smile and nodded. Itchi looked at Gaara seriously, raising an eyebrow Gaara simply nodded again as if they had a secret conversation between them. "We'll have it ready when you're out of the bath," he concluded, pulling Matsuri away.

"Why is everyone looking over here?" Sakura whispered, gripping Gaara's arm.

Gaara placed his arm around her to comfort her, "Eyes on your work!" his voice boomed, instantly the servants were oblivious to the two teenagers on the couch. "It's not you, I just don't bring people over here very often. I tend to stay to myself and they know that."

Gaara stood up, pulling Sakura up with him, "Don't leave me alone," she begged, wrapping her arms around his waist. Ignoring the looks from his servants, he scooped her up in his arms and kissed her forehead.

"I'll be right here, I promise."

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