I deserve it if anyone yells at me. I haven't updated in so long :( School's started so hopefully I'll still be able to update often. I just had a little writer's block.

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"Gaara!" She yelled, throwing her arms around her ex-boyfriend. Sasori and Deidara just stared at she flew past them to jump the new redhead.

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"Sakura, you can let go now." The redhead said calmly, peeling her arms off of his neck. Gaara looked down at her emotionlessly, but she smiled up at him.

"Uh, Sakura? Who is this, yeah? He looked a lot like Sasori." Deidara said, snickering until Sasori hit him hard in the side. The two redheads stared at each before simultaneously turning their gaze to Sakura who was oblivious to the obvious tension

"Oh, this is Gaara; he's from Suna," she turned to her old friend, "Why are you back? I thought your dad didn't want you in Konoha anymore."

"He died a month after I came back. I would have come back earlier, but now I'm the president of his company and Temari wouldn't let me out." She giggled at the memory of the fierce blonde.

"Where are you staying?" She asked quickly.

"One of Temari's old schoolmates, Uchiha Itachi, our companies help each other." Sakura sighed at the name Uchiha, but smiled Deidara.

"Can we give him a ride there?" She asked the blonde hopefully. He hesitated, but one look at her big green eyes and he gave in.

"Fine," he breathed out, "but he sits in the back, yeah." The blonde led the group to his car, getting in the driver's seat silently.

"So, Gaara, what brings you back to Konoha? Miss me?" She asked cheerfully, ignoring the loud rock music that Deidara had turned on.

"Naruto begged me to visit. I'm only staying for a few months though." She frowned, but he continued. "Tsunade said that while I'm visiting I might as well be a teacher's assistant."

Sakura smiled at him. "You graduated early, didn't you, smartass?" She poked him in the side.

"You're smarter than I am. I remember seeing your test scores rank second only to Shikamaru two years ago." He smirked as she blushed.

"Wow, Sakura! You're smart, yeah?" Deidara asked, turning down his music.

Sakura groaned. "I got into that famous medical school, of course I'm smart. I just don't like to tell people." She paused, thought coming to mind. "Wait, Sasori, aren't you from Suna too?" She put her finger to her chin.

"Yes, but I left it when I was sixteen." His voice was quieter than usual, but Sakura blew it off as just being Sasori.

"So, Gaara," Deidara started, "how do you know Sakura?" Sakura rolled her eyes at his fatherly tone. The blonde glared at the younger redhead through the backseat mirror.

"I was a transfer student here a while ago." His jade eyes glanced down at the pink-haired girl next to him. "And Sakura's ex-boyfriend."

Sakura pouted. "Gaara," she started in a warning tone, "you didn't need to tell them that much." It was too late for her to clarify though. Deidara had already stopped in the Uchiha's driveway, eyes large and mouth open.

"What?" He yelled, turning his head as he parked the car. "You two went out?" He pointed to him, then to her, and back again, repeating the process until she held up her hand.

"Yes, Deidara." She growled out. "But it was only for a few months and we're friends now, so it doesn't matter." She rolled her eyes, opened the door, and jumped out of the car before the blonde could say anything. Immediately after leaving the car she wished she hadn't.

"Sakura?" She froze; eyes shut tight, and turned to the familiar voice. The tall, black-haired boy stared at her oddly, waiting for her to acknowledge his presence. When she didn't open her eyes he walked over to her from the house door and reached out to her. She smacked his hand away. "What are you doing here? I've been trying to reach you for the past week." His voice was full of concern and she lost her will and opened her eyes…

…Opened her eyes so she could see her target. "The hell?" She yelled, poking him with her long fingernail. "I haven't heard a single word from you! One minute I thought we were going to have a relationship and then you up and leave for absolutely no reason!" She clenched her fists as tears welled up in her eyes, not willing them to fall.

Sasuke was shocked. His usually emotionless face was contorted in confusion. "What?" He held her shaking shoulders firmly, eyes narrowed.

She swatted his hands off angrily. "You heard me!" She pulled her long hair in frustration, letting out an aggravated sigh.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. You've been avoiding my calls all week." His hands went to her shoulders and he shook her softly.

"I've been calling you all week! Kakashi said you left and I don't take well to hearing that my boyfriend has up and left me all alone without any word from a teacher." She hissed, hands holding the hands on her shoulders. The couple was oblivious to the three men behind them.

"Huh?" The Uchiha took a step back, confused.

"It's obvious that you two have the wrong numbers, yeah." Deidara said with a roll of his eyes. "How else could you both call each other and somehow not reach each other?"

Sakura stared at the blonde. "But…I've had his number for a while, I've even called him." She pulled out her phone and looked his number up. "It's 555-555-551, right?" she asked.

Sasuke's eyebrows furrowed as he pulled out his own cellphone. "No, your number is wrong in mine too." He said with a growl. Sakura just stared at the phone in her hands.

Deidara whistled suddenly, breaking the silence. "Someone's trying to ruin your relationship, yeh." He said in a sing-song tone, twirling his fingers as he danced around the couple.

Sakura glared at him. "I don't know who'd be able to get into both of our phones." She said absentmindedly before sighing loudly. "Whatever, that doesn't matter." She turned to the stoic boy next to her. "…I'll forgive you for blowing me off." She huffed, crossing her arms.

She could feel the Uchiha raise an eyebrow and smirk. "You'll forgive me?" He asked.

She just nodded. "I can be stuborner than you, Sasuke." She said.

"It's 'more stubborn'" He added smartly.

"What's more stubborn?" She asked innocently, winking at the boy in front of her.

He fought the urge to roll his eyes. Instead, he tightened the grip on her shoulders before pulling her close. Her head hit his chest with a soft 'thud'. "You're idiocy makes me wonder why I like you so much."

She looked up at him. "Who are you and what did you do to Sasuke?" She asked seriously before flashing him a smile. "Anyways, I'd rather do this lovey-dovey stuff when we don't have an audience." She turned her head to look at the smiling blonde and blank-faced redheads.

"Why are there two Sasoris?" Sasuke asked blankly, pointing to Gaara and Sasori.

Sakura laughed, arms tightening around Sasuke's waist. "That's Gaara, he's supposed to be staying with you and Itachi." She said cheerfully, smiling at the redhead. He stared back emotionlessly.

Sasuke tightened his grip around her considerably, making her tense up. "…I didn't think the Gaara staying over would be your ex-Gaara." She rolled her eyes and pushed herself away from him.

"It's not a big deal," she said as she linked arms with Sasuke and Gaara, "I'm with you now, that's all that matters." She said happily as she dragged the two boys with her to the door.

Deidara turned to Sasori with a large grin on his face. "This'll be interesting, yeah. Can we stay to watch?" He asked mischievously.

The redhead just stared at him for a few moments before getting back into the car. "You're too nosy, Deidara. Leave them be." He said as he closed the door.

Deidara pouted openly. "But Sasori-i-i," he whined, "you like Sakura more than that Uchiha brat. You deserve her." He added.

Sasori shook his head. "Leave them be, Deidara." He said softly as the blonde began driving away.

The blonde glanced over at his older friend before sighing. "She'll be the end of you Sasori." He said thoughtfully as he drove away.

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"Ex, ex, ex, ex, ex!!" Sakura screeched at the raven-haired boy in front of her. The boy was already nursing a split lip from one of Sakura's nasty punches. He and the redhead across from him glared daggers into each other.

"Are you even listening to me?!" She yelled, shaking his shoulders roughly. "Me and Gaara don't have feelings for each other anymore!" She rolled her eyes as Sasuke continued to glare at Gaara. "Do I have to give you a broken nose for you to understand this?" She growled out, fist in front of his face.

His attention snapped back to her. "No." He said simply.

Her pink eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "No to listening to me or no to me breaking your nose." She hissed out.

He finally turned to look at her. "No to both." He growled out, obviously agitated.

Sakura took a deep breath. And another one. And another until her shaking finally stopped and when her shaking finally stopped, she punched her boyfriend in the nose.

"You deserve more than that. Now, if you don't mind, I think I'll wait up in Itachi's room until you quit being a jackass." She said calmly as she stormed up the stairs.

Gaara just watched the scene with a blank face. "She hasn't changed at all." He mumbled as he carried his bags up the stairs. "You should ice that." He added as he went to an empty room, not really caring if it was supposed to be his or not.

Sasuke just sighed, rolling his head back against the sofa.

Meanwhile Sakura was sitting on Itachi's bed, still furious. "You brother's an ass." She said angrily, clutching his black silk pillow close to her body.

The older man just sat at his desk, nodding at the appropriate times. "He is foolish."

Sakura nodded. "Can you believe he just left me on the trip with no word?" She asked sadly, leaning against his headboard.

Itachi turned around smoothly in the chair. "I ordered him to come home immediately last week."

"What?" She asked eyes wide.

The older man studied her for a second, deciding what to say, before nodding slowly. "I had some business to attend to and Sasuke was to be with me." He dodged the black pillow aimed at his face.

"You mean I yelled at my boyfriend for leaving me when it was technically your fault?" She growled out tensely, hands on his other pillows.

"Yes, but it was his decision not to contact you." Sakura relaxed visibly, releasing the pillow from her grip.

With a deep sigh she hit her head against his wall, hard. "You're right." She mumbled sadly. She closed her eyes until she felt an extra weight on the bed. Her eyes met Itachi's coal ones above her.

"What the hell are you doing, Itachi?" Se asked, obviously uncomfortable in the position. He was stationed above her, pinning her to the bed. His hands were next to her body and his knees were next to her legs uncomfortably close.

"Don't speak." He said, leaning closer to her face.

She froze, eyes wide, as he leaned in closer to her until the door was opened.

"Sakura?" Gaara's voice broke the silence as he walked into the room.

"Yes Gaara?" She asked, pushing Itachi away from her. He stood and fixed his black shirt before sitting at the desk next to the bed. Sakura glared at the redhead. "Don't look so amused." Anyone else who saw the redhead would see an emotionless boy, but not Sakura. She could tell he was entertained at her situation.

"I don't know what you're talking about Sakura." He said with a shrug. "Can you help me unpack?" He asked. Her eyebrows rose. Gaara never asked for help but she was more than willing to leave the room after Itachi had tried to kiss her.

"What's wrong?" She asked once they had reached his empty room. Two suitcases sat in the corner of the room next to a plain desk. "You never ask for help." She accused, sitting in his desk chair.

He shrugged. "I felt like a change." Her eyebrow furrowed at his words, but she didn't say anything. Hanging out with a weird Gaara was much better than stubborn Sasuke or…well; there was nothing to describe Itachi with at that moment.

She opened his suitcase and pulled out his shirts, hanging them up as she did so. "How's Temari?" She asked suddenly from inside the large closet.

"She's fine." He said from the desk.

Sakura rolled her eyes. "I see you haven't improved on your social skills." She giggled as she moved onto to fold his pants. "How long are you staying?"

"Three Months."

"Only three months?" She exclaimed. "I was hoping you'd stay till I graduated at least."

"I have a company to run." She sighed at his business-like tone.

"I understand, I just haven't seen you in a while." She blushed at her own tone. She sounded like a child. "Alright," she huffed as she stood, "I think I'll be going home now. Unless you have more clothes?" She teased in a motherly voice as she went to hug him.

He accepted her hug stiffly, hands by his sides. Finally after a few moments she let go, about to leave when she felt a hand on her arm. "Gaara?" She asked. He pulled her close to him, hugging her tightly.

She nuzzled his chest. "Thanks Gaara." She sighed as she smiled up at him.

"Break up with him." He said calmly, staring into her eyes. Her smile faltered for a second before she put if back on.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Now, I really do need to get out of here." She said with a large grin before she left the house.

"You can't have her." A voice said from the doorway. Gaara didn't even turn to acknowledge the voice. "She's mine."

"You're just playing with her. She told me about how you rejected her. I'm not going to let you do that again." The redhead said as he finally turned to the Uchiha. Sasuke glared at Gaara angrily.

"So what if I am playing her? She was playing me at the beginning. Why would it matter to you?"

Gaara shook his head slowly. "That's none of your business. Just know that you have competition."

Sasuke smirked. "You're not much of a threat."

"I wasn't just talking about me." Gaara said slowly with a small smirk.

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I know it might be a bit confusing, hopefully I'll be able to get it all explain in the next chapter.

:D Drama Drama Drama. This is like a soap opera now - blame Days of Our Lives and School.

I promise it'll get more...interesting in the next chapter :) I have a lot planned now.