I do not own the Naruto, for if I did, I would be a rich guy walking around with money by the pound; I would have also made Sakura and Gaara hook up.

Dark Attractions

Summary: Meet Sakura, a hyper, popular, and crazy girl who is hung up on winning the affection of one person: Sasuke. But to do this, she must be anything but herself. She tries to act cool, and relaxed, almost seeming like she has no feelings. Apparently, this is the kind of girl Sasuke likes, and after years of un-fulfilled dreams about him, she is finally asked out. Happy at first, she takes her time getting to know him, and as much as she hates to admit it, she doesn't like that fact that Sasuke likes this "false Sakura". That is, until a new boy comes into school, and she can't help but feel drawn to him and his mysterious past. As she later learns, this boy is just like her. Hiding who he really is. Will these two be able to cope through things, and accept their relationship? And will Sakura be able to accept this guy for who he really is?

Pairing: SakuraxGaara

Italic- Inner Sakura

Bold- Sakura's Debating


Chapter 7. So this is what real pain is…?

Her happy mood immediately turning into a sad one, she dropped her gaze. "Why…?" She whispered. Showing no emotion in his stare, he answered. "Because… Things will be better this way." "No! Things will not be better this way! At least… Not for me…" What the hell am I saying! I don't even know what to think of this situation, and here my mouth goes, saying that things won't be better without him. What he is to me, I don't know!

How could I care for a person that I've only known… For such a short while…? Ha! See! I told you! You care for him, you just won't admit it; well, at least I will. Apparently, I'm the one who possesses the brains of this body; it's so obvious! Want me to spell it out? L-O-V-E! What does that spell? Love! She thought, literally squealing. The world before her literally shattered at the idea; loving Gaara? Like hell that could happen! N-O! You're so stubborn… Then again, so am I. This is pathetic! I swear, I think I need to visit a counselor! I'm having an argument with myself! I think I've gone delusional! We knew that from the beginning.

Sakura continued to argue with herself, not noticing the surprised gaze she got from Gaara as the silence lingered on. Not knowing what was happening in her mind, he couldn't help but jump as her emotions changed from one thing to another; what the hell was going on? "What the fuck is going on, Sakura?" He said, grabbing her shoulders once again and shaking them. "Snap out of-" "I don't… Love him. No… It can't be possible."

She whispered, sadness once again sweeping over her. "What the hell are you talking about, Sakura? Who? Who can't you love? What-" "Sasuke…" That name cut through Gaara like a thousand knives; is that what she was talking about? Loving Sasuke? Jealousy ran over Gaara faster than any marathon runner could jog, as distant feelings he had never felt before began arise. Why was he so… Jealous?

Angry at what he had mistaken her thoughts for, he pushed her away, wiped the dirt off of him and got up. Taking a left, the same exact direction Sakura was first intending to go, he disappeared from sight. Sakura, confused as to why he was angry, got up and followed him. The noise of her shoes thumping against the concrete annoyed Gaara; the sound continued to ring over and over in his head. Thump, Thump, Thump. Was all he could hear; growling, and cursing as well, he took both hands and covered his ears, trying his best to drain out the sound but no luck.

By now Gaara had snapped; he couldn't take it anymore. Sakura, running to meet up with him, crashed once again, landing flat on her face. While she was still running, Gaara suddenly stopped walking; not having enough time to stop, she fell over and crash!

Snorting, while rolling his eyes, he picked her up and set her down on her own two feet again. Laughing, she jumped into Gaara's arms, her happiness exceeding far beyond the heavens. Hugging Gaara, she began to laugh on random terms, her happiness completely overwhelming his cold interior. Sighing, he gave up for the moment; he was too intoxicated with her to do anything anyway. Still giggling, Sakura placed her hands on this chest, tenderly touching him. Now, Gaara absolutely hated getting touched by someone, as for this case… It was different.

Feelings he had never felt before began to rush over him once again; it had been so long since he'd had any contact with anyone, or any feelings at all besides anger, that he was now completely unaware of what any feelings meant; to him, they were all anonymous sendings. Crossing his arms, he sighed, and let Sakura hug him for the moment; letting the wind flutter by, it passed by them, their hair and clothes fluttering along with it.

"Gaara-kun…" Sakura said; lately, she had been adding "kun" to Gaara's name; as to why, since she just called him plane old Gaara before, he didn't know. "What?" He harshly whispered in response. Sakura smiled; after being with him for this long, even though it wasn't much, his harsh words didn't hurt her at all; in fact, through them, she could easily tell feelings of loneliness dwelled. That was something she wanted to change. "Do you really have… To leave? I… Don't want you to go." "That's too bad," He growled. "My decision is final."

"So then, you really… Want to leave me that badly?" She whispered in his ear. "Hn." He answered. She gave him a sad smile, and released him from the embrace she had given. Dropping her gaze to the ground once again, tears began to fall, harder then ever. Gaara's eyes widened at her response; holy shit! She was… Crying? "What are you crying about now?" He growled. Not getting a response, his anger began to rise.

"Damn it, woman! Are you going to answer me or not?" Silence was the only answer he was receiving from her for the next few seconds; the only sound she made was her sobbing as the tears continued to fall. His anger, now far beyond help, led him to insanity. Pushing her into the wall, he pinned her arms above her head, not caring about how harshly he had made her crash into the wall. "Answer me, Sakura. Why are you crying? Why? Especially over me."

He asked, worry, curiosity, and anger all rolled into one. Continuing to sob, she wiped the tears away and then answered. "I… Don't know." His glare on her intensified. "What do you mean you don't know! How can you cry over something when you don't even know why you're crying? Damn it all, woman! Why… Why are you making this… So hard for me?" "Gaara-kun." She whispered at him once again. "I… Care for you."

There! I said it! I care for him; as to why, I don't know. I just know that I care for him somehow; not to mention I'm worried. An awkward silence rang through the two; did she just say what he thought she did? Letting her arms go, he chuckled, his voice almost seeming to be deeper and darker than it naturally was. "Lies… It's all lies. Did you really expect me to believe that? Sakura, I am not a fool." "What do you mean?"

She asked, becoming more confused and lost by the second. "You know exactly what I mean. You don't care for me, you're just lying; besides, how can you care for me when you love another: Sasuke. I wouldn't be surprised if he was the one who convinced you to do this." Turning around, he gave her one last glance. "You know… I was actually starting to believe you. What a fool I am." Then, moving his gaze to the front of him, he walked off. The tears began to fall down Sakura's face once again, as she moaned in pain, got up and ran after Gaara.

"I'm not lying, Gaara. I swear! I… Really do care for you." "Enough nonsense, Sakura." He turned around to glare at her running form. "This will be all over when I get transferred to another school; really, there isn't any point trying to drag this conversation out any longer. I saw through your trick, and I am not one to be fooled twice. Good bye Sakura; and I mean it this time." "Where's your proof?" She yelled back at him. He blinked and turned around. "What do you mean?" "What proof do you have that I was tricking you?" Gaara smirked in response. "I've been through a lot more than you, Sakura; and I know, by fact, that no one can care for me and no one ever will. To think so is just fantasy." Sakura smiled at him. "That's your proof? That's not much of a solid alibi. Anything's possible, Gaara."

His smirked turned into a frown; as much as he hated to admit it, she was right. "Fine then. Since you continue to be persistent I'll give you one chance; prove it to me that you 'care' as you call it, for me. The clock is ticking." Sakura's eyes grew wide at his daring remark; she hadn't really expected him to act so rash and respond that quickly, but if that's what he wanted, she needed proof. Solid proof; then it hit her: she had proof all along. "Tears." She answered. He blinked, his expression turning smug. "I knew you were lying." He answered.

"I'm not. Tears are your proof." He snorted. "What kind of proof is that?" "If someone is willing to cry for you, then they care; tears are a sign of strong affection, Gaara." "That's not good enough," He growled. "How do I know you weren't crying for something else? Tears are a general sign of affection; you could be crying for anything. I still don't believe that you were crying for me." Sakura whined, her voice growing frustrated.

"What more proof do you need, Gaara? I gave you proof, just like you asked; if you ask me, I think you're just afraid to accept that fact that someone cares for you." The last part of the sentence rang through Gaara's head a million times over; you're just too afraid to accept that fact that someone cares for you. His hands soon turned into fists, as he continued to clench them harder and harder. He didn't need this. He didn't want this.

He had survived for so long without the affection of another person, and he could continue to do so. Affection was a sign of weakness; a spot where someone could get hurt the most. So, if this was something he believed in, why was it that he continued to break all the rules he had set for himself? He let her touch him. He protected her. He enjoyed her presence, and he began to stir up feelings for her. Was he ready to throw away everything he had lived for just for one girl? No. He thought. Giving up, he grinned. But I'll give this 'affection' one last chance. Though, I can't assure anyone that it's going to last.

Walking up to her, he pulled her into an embrace, something he was never willing to do for anyone. "You're right, Sakura; you beat me at my own game. You are the one who saw through me and won." Sakura lifted her gaze to his eyes and smiled. Blushing, she asked him a question. "You want more proof?" His expression grew confused. "What do you mean?" Bringing herself on her tippy-toes, trying to stand at his height, she answered.

"I'll show you." Lunging for his lips, Gaara stood there in utter shock, as her soft lips melted into to his. In response, Gaara wrapped his arms around her, his hands softly brushing against her breast. Then, joining in the kiss, his lips pushed harder against hers, as Sakura began to moan at the soft touches he was giving her. Letting his hands roam around her body, they stopped at her waist and pulled her into the kiss, making it deeper.

Letting this last for only a few seconds more, he pushed her away and frowned. "This doesn't change anything, Sakura. I'm still leaving, and don't think that because we kissed that I care for you; I think the exact opposite." Her smile turned into a frown, and then turned into another facial expression; a sad smile. She giggled, not out of joy, but out of sadness. "You're so stubborn, Gaara." "And so are you." He growled.


Well, well! I updated. And quickly, might I add! ((smiles)) Anyway, it's about time Gaara and Sakura had some heart-to-heart talk, ne? Gaara still doesn't realize he loved Sakura yet, though, and Sakura doesn't now the full extent of her feelings for him. MWA HA HA! Gaara will put her through hell before he confesses anything. This is going to be fun! MWA HA HA HA! Making characters suffer is part of my job as an authoress. Anyway, review, review, review; or face your worst nightmare:

THE END!

Um… No. It isn't the end, k? Don't panic! ((laughs)) I'm just hyper. Anyway… Wow. I'd say this fan fic is going along pretty nicely, ne? What do you think? Please leave me your opinion in a review! And, also, since I'm bored, I'm going to talk a little bit about myself; basically my point of view of a situation like this.

Personally, I am one of those people who have a really hard time showing that they care for someone; when I care, I usually show it in the worst ways possible. Take this for an example: I have a best friend, who's a guy (No! He is not my boyfriend! Just a friend!) and I really do care for him, but I just won't admit it. So, showing that I care (somehow) I put the poor guy through hell. I am constantly arguing with him, hitting him, insulting him, and whine when I'm partners with him for anything.

But, the truth is, I really do like him… As a friend, that is. The same thing goes for my parents. I am constantly arguing with them, and refuse any at all contact with anyone. In fact, I don't let anyone hug me, or kiss me; any touching affection is out of the question! The farthest I will let anyone go is a handshake. ((laughs)) Yep! That's me. I am stubborn, and most of all, independent. Any advice? Questions? They're all welcome! Also, if anyone wants to chat, considering I have MSN, feel free to say so. I'm bored and need more friends to chat with…