A/N: Well my last chapter was filler. Here is this chapter. The one I've been dying to put up ; Another filler. I have something big coming.
Hoshi: -flashes victory sign-
Faith: You weren't helpful
Hoshi: It was my idea!
Faith: I still had to write it!
Hoshi: I know and my cuteness helped you
Faith: I hate sharing a body with you.
Hoshi: I hate sharing brain space with you Not that you take up much
Faith: XX So mean to me ;;
Sakura: Hoshi and Faith… Err the creature over there. –points to slaymyheart- does not own Naruto.
Gaara: Thank god
Hoshi: By the way I've come up with another fantastic idea for a story!!!!!
Faith: -sobs- I already have so many to update on Hoshi-chan no more!
Hoshi: it'll be fun. We can use Sakura and Gaara again!
Sakura: I second Faith's motion –sobs-
Gaara: ; I'm not that bad am I?
Sakura: No… But … Still….
Gaara: Stupid –shoves her in a random appearing sandbox-
BEGIN!
Chapter… I forgot again… I think its 9 Oo;
-------------------------------------To kill the Sandman's Flowers----------------------
"I've come across a slight problem" Tsunade tried to tell Gaara.
"I'm stuck like this?" He growled waving the tail at her angrily. Now his canines had grown into fangs.
"No of course not" she laughed putting her hands on her hips and gasping for air as she laughed.
"Then what?" He snarled wanting to get back to Suna. Knowing her apprentice she was turning everything upside down.
"You see… I had to make it so whatever I used on you wouldn't kill you.. Or cause your demon's seal to weaken to the point where it could escape. In doing so.. What I give you will work for most of the month. Unfortunately for a few days for some odd reason it will cut out and you will revert to a fox" Tsunade sighed taking a long swig from a sake bottle and looking at him.
Being kazekage he'd learned that sometimes you had to take the best deal even if it had flaws.
Tsunade reluctantly dropped a vial in his hands. It was freezing cold. The contents of it looked rather unappetizing. It was a dark brown/ green sludge colored concoction and thick as well.
"Well drink it already" she said looking at him rather expectantly.
The other kage made a choking noise and flipped the vial open. He held it above his mouth. Nothing came out at first then all at once it went into his mouth with a sickening 'gluck'.
Gaara swallowed it with his eyes huge. His stomach began to feel upset and the world began to spin. Modern medicine was too much of a hassle to be bothered with. He'd never roll his eyes at Temari when she had cramps again.
He opened his eyes finding himself on his back. His spine prickled and he let out a groan. The tail shrank, the fur began to fall off and finally vanish.
It was a start. The instincts were the same. He wanted darkness and to be left alone. There was a protective nagging in the back of his mind. Of course he'd find his own comforts later. He'd left Suna unprotected against enemies. Dismissing all other thoughts he nodded his thanks to the Hokage and vanished in his trademark swirl of sand.
------------------------------------------------In Suna-------------------------------
"Sakura… you haven't changed out of your pajama's all week. Its getting rather…"
"Annoying" Kankuro said not noticing he just finished his older sisters sentence.
Sakura looked up and sighed. "But their soo soft." She whined softly. Her wounds had healed nicely for the most part. Or at least wouldn't tear open unless tampered with. She didn't dare go to Suna's medics. Just awhile back some of the medics from Konoha had been sent here to train them. They came back with horrible stories of the girls knowing nothing. The last thing she wanted to do was go to their hospital.
"Lets go shopping" Temari demanded grabbing the girl and trying to pull her from the house still in her pj's.
"I umm…" Sakura blushed struggling against the female sand sibling.
"Don't you think she should change first Temari?" Kankuro was standing next to the door staring out looking amused. On his back was strapped his favorite puppet.
"She doesn't have any clothes anyway" Temari defended herself.
"Perhaps… She should borrow some of ours then?" Kankuro said logically as he held the door open wider so they could walk past him and into the house once more.
"Fine" Temari looked defeated as Sakura launched herself back into the house.
Sakura was rummaging through Gaara's room. She pulled out his usual outfit. It was still a bit too big. She snatched the shirt. It slid over her form fitting almost perfect. The chest was a little tight because Gaara didn't have something we, the human population refer to as breasts.
She stared in the mirror, still in her pajama pants. Her brows drew together. It looked weird. Grabbing her kunai she traced it around the bottom of the shirt cutting it off in the center of the stomach. Giggling at her reflection she shot off into Temari's room. The girl had a rather extensive collection of large fans. Some of them made her wonder why the girl never trained to be geisha.
There was nothing that seemed appealing to the girl. She turned into Kankuro's room. Giggling she grabbed up one of the many black hats with cat ears and placed it on her head.
She swiped a pair of his black pants. After a bit of struggling she found a belt of Temari's to hold them up and was finally ready.
The shopping was long. Well at least for Kankuro. He was holding two bags of what looked like lingerie. He'd be sure to look and see what was so important about the store called 'Victoria's Secret'.
Sakura was skipping about now cheerfully. She gracefully made her way out of the mall. She hadn't waited for either of the siblings. Instead she found shade in a shadow of one of the houses and taken a breather.
It was already starting to get dark. The sky was tinged with red and blues. She sighed staring up at the clouds. "The Kazekage is such a mystery to me" Silently she added '…Too bad' He was a rather lone person. Preferring to go off on his own instead of letting one of his siblings or her accompany him.
Her nails clicked against one another softly as she brushed sand off herself and headed towards the Kage's tower.
In all honesty. The treaty between the sand and leaf was beginning to waver. She wasn't sure it would last much longer. What if she were caught here? Stuck with the sand when the treaty was broken?
With the new startling thoughts she headed to find answers. Stopping in the shadow of the impending Kage tower she realized she'd only have to ask Gaara. But.. He was still gone.
Sakura sighed heading to the house where she'd been staying with the Kazekage himself. She padded instead silently. Making her way up the stairs she searched each room. Her feet let her into the first one down the hallway. Not caring if it belonged to Gaara she dropped on the bed. Not like he slept anyway. She reasoned dropping her head onto the pillow and closing her eyes.
"S-Sakura…" Temari stuttered looking at the bold girl, who was snuggled deep into Gaara's bed as though she belonged there.
One of Sakura's eyes peeped open to look at the girl.
"Gaara's going to kill you" Temari murmured bolting from the room, so she wouldn't be caught in the massacre when Gaara got home.
Sakura laughed pushing her hair out of her eyes. She made the bed and left the room the way it had been before. Gaara never had to know.
He didn't walk through the doors until later that night. Technically the sand nin didn't walk through the doors at all. His sand filtered through every crevice of the doors or windows and he began to appear in a swirl of his sand.
No one seemed to notice his rather amazing entrance into the house. Sakura was leaning against the wall obviously asleep. She was still wearing a good share of his clothes making him lean in closer to examine her. With her hair down and her face not scrunched in thought she looked rather peacefully. Her knees were drawn to her chest and her head resting on its side on the top of her knees.
"Your back" she murmured quietly.
"Hai" He answered trying to rest the urge to tilt his head in a questioning manner at her. She'd taught him so many horrible habits.
"Your wearing my clothes" he noted, and waited for her reaction.
Her cheeks flushed pleasantly. "I… Didn't have many of my own"
"They're too big for you." He answered shrugging his shoulders and letting out a soft sigh.
Her face flushed and she coughed quietly as if to ask if it were a good thing or a bad thing.
"You look soft and fluffy" He muttered looking disgusted as though she were a pink soft plushy that he'd seen once in his sisters room.
"Err… Thanks?" She rubbed her cheeks trying to get the color to fade out of them.
"mhhmm" He brushed past her ignoring Shukaku's voice in his head and opening the door to his room. From the end of the hallway Sakura was eyeing him curiously. The way a child tries to look casual when they've done something they were told not to do.
Sakura had come up without warning and peered over his shoulder at the room. It was just as it was when he left. Mildly dusty. His bed made but the blankets still ruffled. His pillows were perfectly flat on the mattress. And there was the ever so usual scent of blossoms in his room. Discretely he sniffed the air again. He'd never smelt it before.
"No one was in your room" Sakura said as though she'd read his mind.
"It smells like flowers"
"Err… That's me" Sakura muttered shifting from foot to foot sheepishly.
It made sense that he smelled it. After all she was only a little distance from him staring, or rather concentrating on a small patch of carpet near her feet.
"When can I go home?" She asked with her eyes brightening.
"…Not for a long time" He answered.
"Why?"
"You needn't know now"
"Why?" She asked again. Truly her voice was becoming annoying. She wasn't afraid of him and she always asked questions. Why? Why? Why? He was the Kage. That was all the reason he needed.
