Time for Chapitre sept!!
Sorry, I had a little french moment there lol!
But back to the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.


Chapter seven.

Gaara looked at his room. There was a double bed on each side of the room. He growled, he would have actually liked to share a bed with Sakura. Just to have her with him, just so he could hold her.
Shukaku: "Really!?"

"Well... obviously I'd like to do 'that'. But I don't think she'd be willing to right now."

Shukaku: "Then take her with force."

"No! And don't you talk about her like that!"

Shukaku continued to speak of all the things that Gaara could do to Sakura; and Gaara tried his best to suppress the growing feeling of want inside of him. He shook his head rid of the nagging voice of Shukaku. He removed his shirt and pants, and laid down on one of the beds in his boxer shorts. He closed his eyes and let his head fall back on the pillows. There was no way he was going to fall asleep without Sakura by his side, but he was just relaxing while he waited for her to be done in the bathroom.

Sakura pulled on a white tank top, and red shorts; they were the only pajama's she brought with her. She brushed her teeth and nodded at her reflexion in the mirror. She sighed thinking about her sleep tonight. It was going to be excruciatingly difficult not to want to be with Gaara when she was sleeping in the same room.

She walked into the bedroom, and looked around for for Gaara-kun. She saw him lying back peacefully on one of the beds. She couldn't move at the perfect sight, his un-scarred body, and creamy skin exposed. She had to restrain herself from actually running over to him and examining his chest. It was a sight from heaven, and it was so immorally wrong that a man should have an angel's body.

She tip-toed over to him, afraid to wake him up if he was in fact asleep. She looked down at his peaceful expression, thinking of a fun way to check if he was awake. Her hands went to his chest and lightly she began to tickle him, and began to shake lightly and she stopped.

He opened one eye with a playful expression, "I'm going to have to tickle you back now to show you the severeness of you actions now Sakura-Chan..." He purred. He took both her wrists in his hands and flipped her onto the bed beside him gently.

She laughed and his playful actions, "Hmm, I don't think my actions were that severe." She teased him and giggled.

He almost smiled at her childish manor, he rolled on top on his pinning her down straddling her hips ready to tickle her. He looked down at her, and a new idea sprang into his head. Most likely Shukaku's idea.

He smirked at her and suddenly both of their lips became attached and feverish. His hands left her wrist and moved down tracing her curves.
She bit his bottom lip, and he made a growling sound into her mouth. Her hands began to feeling his bare chest, tracing every line of perfection. His angel body.

His hands began to snake their way up the front of her shirt. She tried to speak, forgetting her words as he began to kiss her neck. "G-gaara-kun!!" It came out in a pleasurable scream. She was trying to talk, "N-not now..." It surprised her how out of breath her voice was.

He stopped his actions and looked down to her with large black panda-bear eyes. She blushed at his look and almost allowed him to continue, she did want to. Gaara whispered to her, "Don't worry, anything for you." She blushed and he rolled over to his side just holding her back against his chest tightly.

She yawned and un-tied his hands from her waist. She walked over to her own bed, she didn't want to leave but he would probably sleep better without her.
She snuggled under her own covers and fell asleep.

Gaara woke up in a cold sweat. He shivered against the cold night air still shaking from his dream. He had never dreamt before, he had only slept once and Sakura had been there protecting him from all horrible things.

His dream... child Gaara had run the streets of Suna trying to talk to other children. They called him monster, and he cried. A man attacked him. He knew the man. Hadn't this man told Gaara that he loved him. His uncle, his uncled wanted him dead. Baby Gaara sat alone in the cold night air and cried.

Gaara sat there for the first time in his life actually frightened. There were strange whimpering sounds around him, and they were loud. He realized he was the one making the noises, he was shaking and whimpering like he had done when he was younger.

He tried to compose himself but it did not work.

Sakura woke up immediately to the sad sounds, she flew out of her bed to Gaara's side. He looked at her eyes wide. her eyes began to water at the sight. She held his face in her hands, and he lent his forehead against hers. His face was very close to hers and he began to whisper to her, "it w-was a dream... he wanted to kill me... no one loved me... nobody..."

She nodded, she understood. After 'he' (Sasuke) had left her she had had horrible dreams for years on end. She had learned to control them somehow though. Gaara had never dreamt before and couldn't control them at all.

He clutched her arms intensely and held her him. She laid down in the bed beside him and pulled the covers around them. He held her as close as possible to him, it was impossible to be any closer without removing their clothes which Shukaku and Inner Sakura were very queen on doing that though.

Gaara stared in her eyes, making him forget every horrible sight he had ever seen. He kissed her wrist, her nose, her eyes, her throat, again and again. Every kiss bringing him closer to her.

She fell asleep eventually and he followed shortly after dreaming of nothing but her.

Sakura awoke to a familiar smell. She felt very suffocated though, both arms were wrapped around her torso and one leg was wrapped around the lower half of her body holding her. He held her to him so closely there was almost no air. She somehow didn't mind though, it was alright being so close to him, as a matter of fact she wanted to be closer.

She shook her head, it's not proper for me to think like that is it?

Inner Sakura: "Well... it's proper for me to think like that" Inner Sakura winked.

Sakura glared into the back of her mind, and tried to press herself further into the curve of Gaara. The leg being hugged by both of his legs began to stroke his. He quietly made a slight moan at the feel of more warm contact.

Gaara awoke to her touch and shivered happily against. He really liked how she was so close to his, but... the feel over every part of her body pressed against his like there was no other way, was not helping the images in his head.

He moved to get out of the bed quickly before the images took over. Sakura glared at him playfully, but didn't now why he got out of bed. Sakura sighed, "Can you go hang out with Kankouro for a half an hour or something."

He frowned and sat on the edge of the bed, "I can, but why?" He winked playfully at her, "Do you not want me here?" His silky voice teased her.

She made an effort for a glare, but it came out in a weak stare, "Of course I want you hear, but I need to take a bath, or a shower."

He sighed, and nodded, he would go find Kankouro. He walked to across the hall to Kankouro's room, and she walked into Gaara's bathroom.

The moment she left his side, she felt a little bit sad. Damn the fact that he was perfect in every part of body, mind and soul. Maybe if you were less perfect it wouldn't be as easy to love you. She didn't mind though, loving Gaara was so easy for her now. He was a part of her. Breathing didn't even compare any more.


Kawai!!!

ok! So, Gaara had a little breakdown in this chapter, but Sakura was there to protect him!

So, if anyone has any idea's for any of the future chapters remember to voice them!

Good day and happy reading !

-Haruhi-Sakura13