A/N: Sorry for not updating recently, but I have a lot going on in my life right now, like learning to do detective work to find missing objects. One of my friends took something from me and I want it back so…yeah And also I'm sad because one of my mice died! Wah! Sniff. Anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer (legal crap): I do not own Naruto.

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A Cat's Goth-Blood

By: Goth-Vampire Ninja

Chapter Seven: Awkwardness

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Sakura and Gaara were wondering around Konoha, trying to decide what to do. Gaara didn't have a place to stay and Sakura's apartment was off limits thanks to the nosy neighbor that would probably spread a rumor as soon as they were past the door. So Sakura had convinced Gaara to disguise himself as Ino, so she could go home and pack her clothes. So now Sakura was walking around with a heavy suitcase packed with clothes and other necessary things. Gaara also had some luggage, but his only consisted of a big backpack that he could carry on his back easily.

"Urgh! I can't take it anymore! I need a shower. If we don't find a place to sleep in soon, I'll just go sleep in the forest!" Sakura groaned angrily.

"Hn," Gaara answered. To anyone else, it would make no sense, but to Sakura, that meant: 'Don't worry, we'll think of something.'

"Okay," Sakura calmed down and tried to focus on the back of Gaara's head and following it. Suddenly, Sakura got this great urge to play with it. It looked so fun as it moved in time with the breeze and Gaara's movements. She bounded up behind him and lifted a hand slowly. She eyes it like it would leap out of Gaara's head (A/N: LOL!) if she rushed her hunting so she waited until they had walked to a relatively empty part of Konoha. With a quick look, she saw that they were near the training areas.

Sakura calculated her speed, and then pounced on Gaara, who stumbled forward but had his sand to catch him. He had turned to face Sakura when he was falling, so now he had Sakura sitting on his stomach. She was purring and playing with his hair, pulling on it softly and ruffling it playfully. She kept swishing it like it was a toy; it reminded him of a cat playing with a ball of yarn for some reason.

"What are you doing?" he decided to speak up after a while. As if just realizing where she was, Sakura looked him in the eyes and blushed. A perfect opportunity for Gaara to tease. "Do you enjoy tackling people and sitting on their stomachs Sakura?" Gaara smirked. That had made Sakura blush even more.

"I-I'm sorry. I…I guess I don't just have a cat's appearance, but their instincts too," Sakura stuttered. She quickly jumped off Gaara and helped him stand up too. Suddenly, Sakura felt something in her screaming at her to move. But before she could react, Gaara had grabbed her by the waist tightly and hauled her out of the way. About a second after they had jumped, a kunai landed on the spot where they had been only milliseconds before.

Sakura noticed that there was a note attached to the kunai's handle and tried to reach for it, but she noticed that Gaara's arm was still on her waist and she blushed. "U-um, Gaara?" When she had his attention, she motioned to him hand and he immediately let go. She bounced up to the kunai and read the letter:

Dear Sakura and Gaara,

I have been informed that you don't have a place to stay.

And since I consider this as part of my fault, for making you two stay together,

I rented an apartment for you to stay in temporarily. So please, don't hate me.

Tsunade

P.S. I will go into hiding, o don't even try to take it out on me, Sakura. It's best for you this way.

'Oh, no…' Sakura though gloomily. She just knew that the last part had to be something bad. She handed the note to Gaara and he frowned. She knew they were both thinking the same thing: 'This cannot be good.'

Sakura noticed for the first time that there was a key and a small map also attached to the kunai. She grabbed them and started walking towards the apartment that was pointed out in the map.

Reaching their destination, Sakura surveyed the place. It was a rich-looking apartment. It had a pool and everything. Sakura stared at the water dreamily. She heard Gaara sigh in frustration and she proceeded to open the door to their temporary home. She gasped as she saw the decorations inside. She quickly put down her suitcase in the living room and explored the house. She discovered that there was a Jacuzzi, an awesome kitchen packed with food, and (much to her dread) one bedroom.

Sakura screamed and Gaara immediately appeared by her side. His expression said, 'What's wrong?' and Sakura pointed at the bedroom as she sunk to the ground. Gaara also looked abashed; this was, after all, horrible for both of them.

After a lot of experimenting, Gaara had finally found a way that he could sleep without having Shukaku tear up the place. So now he could, or had to, sleep like a regular person, otherwise, he would get cranky, like anybody else. The only difference: Gaara was dangerous when he was cranky.

Gaara regarded Sakura with a cool expression. She was currently squishing Tssunade's note in her hand so strongly that her hand was shaking and she was staring daggers at the single bed in the whole apartment.

"I guess we'll just have to cope," Sakura sighed. Gaara walked away into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. He found a small, pink box in one of the cupboards and took it out, curious. He shook the box before opening it and heard a tinkling noise from inside. He tore open the top and shook out the box's contents into his palm. It was a…stuffed mouse. I smelled strangely, though. He looked at the label, but it only said: Your cat's most strong motivation to play…A LOT! (Effects last from one to two days [results may vary

He put down the box down and examined the weird smelling mouse in his hands while he walked towards the living room. He started swinging the mouse in circles and the tail came off, causing the whole thing to come apart and pour its powdery contents on Gaara. He coughed a little, thinking that this was what smelled so weird, when suddenly a blissful-looking Sakura came running at him from the stairs and tackled him onto the couch.

She was blushing madly and her eyes were glazed over. She was purring loudly as she bounced happily on Gaara's stomach. He leaned down and nuzzled the nape of his neck. He blinked twice, his version of being completely astounded. No, astounded beyond belief. Then, as Sakura started kissing his neck, he realized just what that substance was.

It was catnip. Concentrated catnip. Long-lasting catnip; oh, he was going to murder Tsunade. What was she thinking? Oh right, she wasn't!

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A/N: Oh yes, I am evil! Mua-ha-ha-ha-haaa! Okay, sorry about the cliffie, but trust me, it's for my…I-I mean…your own good. He-he. Anyways, I NEED IDEAS. PLEASE HELP ME! If you ant something to happen in the story, TELL ME, DAMMIT!