Yay! 13 reviews, and I'm already on chapter 7! So exciting! Ok, I'm going to start now. I know the last few chapters have been kind of crappy, so I'll try to make this one better!

2 weeks later

"G-Gaara-san, should we take a break?" I panted, wiping some of the sweat from my forehead. The red-head standing over me in a fairly questionable position nodded, and held out a hand to help me up. I gladly accepted, the contact making butterflies swarm in my stomach like every other time. The white shirt he wore clung to his chest and stomach, showing off a well built body, enough to drive any girl crazy. Especially me. For some strange reason, my hormones had been raging every time I've been around Gaara. His jade eyes, messy red hair, and oddly tan skin made me swoon. Though I tried very hard to hide it.

"Is chicken and rice alright for lunch?" He grumbled, avoiding my gaze.

"Hn." I sighed. My legs screamed with each step, until I finally collapsed onto the soft grass where Gaara had set up lunch.

"Remember, it's your turn to make lunch tomorrow. Don't forget again." He playfully mocked. I groaned, and punched his shoulder half-heartedly.

"That was one time! I usually don't forget!" I exclaimed, emphasizing one. Gaara rolled his eyes, and handed me a bento with grilled chicken and steamed rice. Assorted vegetables glazed in Miso sauce decorated the rice, making me smile. Gaara loved accentuating his food, though he completely denied the fact.

"Itadaki-masu!" I giggled, before digging into the still warm food. Bursts of spice and assembled flavors swarmed my taste-buds, making me smile in content. Gaara watched me intently, having a huge soft-spot for his cooking. Which he also denied.

"Mmmm…Delicious…As of expected from Gaara-kun!" I moaned happily. Gaara's face flushed, and he turned his attention back to his own food. I rolled my eyes, a childish grin creeping onto my face. Being around Gaara just had some weird affect on me that I couldn't get over. I finished my food in a matter of seconds, making me feel kind of fat.

"Thank you for a wonderful meal, Gaara-kun!" I giggled, placing the lid back onto the bento box he packed our lunch in. Gaara's light pink blush returned, and he mumbled something that sounded like a you're welcome. I stood from my spot, and looked around. Dark green shrubs surrounded the small meadow Gaara had chosen to train me in, and lush, leafy trees sprouted as far as the eye could see. A sudden piece came over me in a wave, making a smile creep onto my face. Spring time was drawing closer, so I wasn't surprised the plants looked so healthy.

"Neh, Gaara…Do you want to pick flowers?" I asked calmly, kneeling to his level. His eyes widened in surprise, and he blushed slightly.

"I-I guess…I mean if you really want to, we can…" He mumbled, rubbing his neck awkwardly. I smiled, grabbed his hand, and dragged him to a brightly lit area of the meadow where dozens of flowers sprouted. I ran towards a patch of Amaryllis, surrounded by smaller yellow flowers. I picked a light pink Amaryllis with dark red swirls, as well as a few smaller yellow ones to surround the flower. I looked over to Gaara, who was studying a bunch of Tulips intently. A small giggle escaped my bright pink lips, and he turned to give me a questioning look. Gaara's eyes caught sight of the Amaryllis, and he strolled over to me. He cupped my hands with his own, and raised the flower to his eyes.

"Pink and red, intertwined forever, until they wither and fade…Like us." He breathed, mainly to himself, but I still heard. I could feel the heat building in my cheeks, and turned to look away from him. His palm raised to my cheek, and pushed it gently so that I was looking at him again. Something inside of me stirred, and I felt the urge to move forward and close the distance between us.

"Sakura…What do you see when you look at me?" Gaara's voice was deep and intense, like he wanted me to answer so much that it hurt.

"I…I see deep, intense Jade green eyes, but when you look close enough, theres something else. Like…Like warmth, and passion, that you're desperately trying to let out. I see a red love tattoo that makes you look like you know a lot about that word, yet nothing about it at the same time. There's shaggy dark red hair to, that always looks perfect, even when you don't do anything to it. Then theres the dark eyeliner, that gives you a rebellious, yet mysterious look. And when I put all these details together, what I really see…Is you." I replied, a smile and blush spreading over my face. Gaara's eyes went wide, and his mouth was a perfect 'O'.

"What do you see when you look at me?" I whispered, afraid he wouldn't answer. He seemed to take in everything about me in the second it took for him to reply.

"Emerald green eyes, that hold kindness, determination, and strength. Bright pink lips, that 99% of the time are turned upwards. That energy and happiness from that smile can be felt and seen from a mile away, and is enough to make anyone happy. Light pink hair, that's short, but not to short, and falls around you're face perfectly. Mainly, I see you…" He muttered, a blush dusting over his cheeks as well. I smiled and leaned forward.

"That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." I breathed. He just nodded, before closing the distance between us, and pressing his soft red lips against my own pin ones.

OOOOOhhhh! CLIFFY! Sorry it was so short, but I wanted to leave you guys hanging on a cliff, so I ended it there. And IF any of you think I was going to fast, then TO BAD! It's already chapter 7, damnit, I'm getting anxious here! Anywho, hoped you enjoyed it. PLEASE R&R!

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