Hello everyone. I'm very sorry for the long period of me not updating on chapters. I've been having readers block & brain farts that I just couldn't read. But I did draw (they're on my Deviantart) but anyways.

I will make my chapters longer. I did notice how very short my chapters are. I do like long chapters too so I will take that in consideration and hope you all are pleased with my small improvements.

Well, I guess it's time to start typing!

Also note to all: I'm typing this in a really upset mood after reading a very sad Gaasaku FF & teared up. I love Gaasaku!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

"I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse

But the stress is astounding

It's now or never she's coming home

Forever."

-Slipknot, Vermillion.

The group of people crowded near the exist of Sunagakure. The people who were there were the Hokage's family, a few guards, people who seem to be the Hokage's other guest and the emotionless Gaara and the lugubrious Sakura. There were waging packed with luggages and empty built in seats. Sakura hoped into the waging with Gaara right behind. The inside of the wage only fit six people so it was , Mrs. Hokage, KeiKei, Sakura and Gaara for god knows how long until they made it to their destination.

The ride was roaring with the sounds of Mrs. Hokage's digital agenda booklet, the Hokage loud snoring and rocky movement of his head, and KeiKei attempting to sing to the music coming out from her MP3. Gaara looked from the corner of his eyes to Sakura gazing out the opening of the waging. Seeing the sand fade and become grass with trees growing from the ground. She didn't look like she was breathing, she was so still and concentrated on something outside like if there was something exciting outside. But again it was just passing trees and the leaves the blew in the wind.

"And I Was Like BABY BABY!" The red-headed attention was interrupted but the sound of wolves crying. He stared darkly at the blonde dancing in her seat with her earphones in. He wanted her mouth to be sewed up tight and never let that terrible voice be heard again. But he knew that he was suppose to behave. Good Kazekage don't sew people's mouth shut for them to shut up.!

"KeiKei….." She didn't answer him, her music was to loud. "KeiKei…" Gaara this time said at little irritated, but she still didn't listen. That was were his sand warped up around her mouth was when she looked wide eyed at him. "KeiKei would you stop singing, you're giving me a headache." KeiKei pouted. "Isnt my sining good?" "No."

With that Gaara looked out his side of the opening of the waging and KeiKei looked down in embarrassment. And the rest of the ride remained silent other than the noise of low deep snores and a few clicks from the digital agenda here and there. But the red head can manage those background noises. He just thought about how the air became cooler and the grass had a layer or water drops on top. Their was birds that chipped and crickets singing.

Shortly after the changes in location they were heading the wage stopped. Gaara opened the door quickly, wanting to get out of the small waging filled with recycled air and the smell of the Hokages sleeping farts.

Sakura jumped out too and looked around. The trees seemed different from the ones she passed awhile ago. They were palm trees that reached up to the skies that which were a lovely deep shaded of blues and purples with specks of yellowish white stars blending in nicely. Sakura hair moved with the wind as she could taste the salt that rode on with the breeze; they were near water. She smiled as she looked at the building behind her. I was a sandpaper coloured building with flower bushes surrounding the entrance of the place with vines crawling up the corners of the building. It had huge windows that allowed you to view the colourful wallpaper in the halls of the building.

"Wow isn't this beautiful Nar….!" She quickly covered her own mouth with her hands as she remember she wasn't here for a mission; she wasn't here with her teammates Naruto or Sai. But she was here with strangers and the uncouth red head. She didn't even have Temari to be her girl she could talk to or Kankuro to make her laugh and more comfortable to be around. Nope, life couldn't be easy for Sakura. If it was than that would mean she was happy and gosh we all know we can't let that happen.

The pinklette tried to cover her frown of disappointment in front of her hosts. She didn't want them to know she was bothered to be here with them. She saw as the crowd started to head inside the resort and she felt a presents behind her.

"You know you could go in, we are guest in this place." She jumped at the sound of this voice being so near her ear. She huffed and placed her hands on her hips. "I know that Sabaku no Gaara.! I'm not a idiot." "hmmm." He used his sand to grab their luggages from the wage and looked at the pinklette. "What's with this last name thing?"

She realized she did say his last name. That was very odd of her. "Hmm maybe I'm being assertive and telling you that I'm professional!" She closed her eyes content with the answer she gave the red head. He walked passed her and stopped, looking back at her with those unimpassioned eyes. "Woman…." He looked back ahead and continued walking away to the building.

Sakura jaw hung down like a swing. 'This boy I swear! If he doesn't kill me before this vacation ends than I will!' She quicken her steps to catch up to the stubborn boy as they grouped up with the rest of the crowd.

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"You're room will be this way." The resort clerk said as he led Gaara and Sakura down the hall to their room. Sakura was unpleased to hear she will be staying in the same room with him. But she had to remember that she was his 'future wife' and that as Konoha and Suna being allies she knew she shouldn't, no couldn't do anything to damage his trust without causing the next war. So she had to put her big girl panties on and deal with all this shit.

She let out a low sigh as they made it to the end of the hall in front of the room's door. The sound of the keys going into the doorknob and then the door creaking open. The clerk bowed his head before leaving, letting Sakura and Gaara enter the room with privacy.

There eyes roamed through the room. The periwinkle coloured walls with the ecru carpet catching their attention first before they saw the television that hung on the wall and the loveseat by the bacony that viewed the ocean all the way to the horizon. The shinning of the sun saying bye was the only light that entered their room. Everything seemed perfect to Sakura until she noticed one thing.

"There is only one bed…" She stared at the California king bed as if staring long enough it would slice in half and become two beds. "Good observation Sakura, I couldn't figure that out myself.." The red head said lazily at the girl. She squeezed her fist tight as she counted to ten in her head. Each number she thought of a way to kill Gaara.

"Well if you want to be mister sarcastic and a smarty pant than what do you think we should do, Hmmmm?" She tapped her foot in a fast beat as Gaara looked at the bed then the loveseat that could only be able to be sit on straight. "Well you may be thin but I think you would be able to sleep in that loveseat." She felt weird as his eyes scanned her body noticing how she thinned out more since their last encounter months ago.

"And I know I can't sleep on that thing." She dropped the luggages in the corner of the room and sat on the edge or the bed. "All the times you could never sleep now that it would be ok for your insomnia you cant." She tapped faster, impatient for his respond that her statement.

"Don't you think that was a little selfish for you to say. That's out of your caring medic character." She stopped her tapping as Gaara last words came out of his mouth. She was being selfish. She thought about her needs of sleep before Gaara's as he is a very hardworking Kazekage and ninja having to work overtime to meet the Kazekage standards. "I'm going out for a walk, stay here." The red head got up for the bed and headed to the door. Sakura watched as he shut the door tightly, hearing his grip on the knob tighten then him letting go and walking away.

She felt bad; very bad.! She must have had upset him very bad, hurting the little feelings he must have developed over the few years attaching to limit amount of people. She was one, and now she ruined it. She nervously laughed to herself repeating in her head that he couldn't be bothered by that little comment of hers. But then again she was hurt at his comment to her.

Wait why is she upset about that, he did say something bad to her first! This was a way of revenge, yea pay back to him. But then again she was staying in his village, occupying a space in a apartment, him proving her with food and…..

She looked at her finger at the ring that dully shined in the dark room. 'This ring, this wasn't cheap.' He used his money on her, and look at her now nagging him all because of the bed she's fighting for. She felt like she was using him, like a gold-digger.! 'Oh Hell No!' Sakura fiercely shook her head and crossed her arms. 'I am NOT a gold-digger! I will not appear to him that I'm this nasty bitch.!'

She looked at her luggage and took out one of her books Cut by Patricia Mccormick and her MP3. She headed to the loveseat and opened her book. Turning the light on by the lamp on the small nightstand next to the chair she plugged in her earphones. She took one last glance around the room, sighed and began to read her book.

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The night had come hours ago. I was nine and it's been five hours since the argument between Sakura and Gaara. Sakura remained in her seat. Listening to the blues of her play list and on the climax of her book. Her energy began to fade away as she grew tired and hungry. But she would dare leave the room. What if he was testing her to see if she would listen to him or mistreat his command. Just as Sakura cracked the knuckles of her toes the door knob began to turn and entered the red-head.

He didn't look any different then when he left but looked annoyed and tired. She was scared of the attack he would probably give her for being rude to him. But instead he just closed the door and sat on the corner of the bed, placing the palm of his hands on his face. "Gaara I'm sorry!" She stood up quickly. Gaara jerked his head up at her unexpected shout.

"You were right! I was being selfish; you deserve this bed way more than I do! You work extremely hard and your village counts on you for everything. The least I can do is let you relax and sleep on the bed. I promise I wont be a burden, I'll remain quiet the rest of the time here. Promise!" She was shaky with those words coming out like throw up. But to her surprise Gaara face didn't look like the annoyed tired one he had as he entered the room. But was he?

A soft laughter came out of the small parts of his mouth lifted up a tiny bit. He was smiling, well a little but smiling and laughing.! Sakura was so confused as to why he doing that. Was there something on her, did she actually throw up? She looked down at the carpet; nope no throw up.

"What's so funny?" She had worried written all over her face as she inched a centimeter closer to him. His laugh grew a little as he finally looked up at her. "You should had seen your face. You were so red; you're still red.!" She was appalled. He was laughing at her.! She just stood there as his laughter continued. She was more in shook that he was laughing. He rarely cracks a small smile on his face but to laugh; though it wasn't loud and crazy it was still a laugh.

"My face makes you laugh….?" She felt her cheeks burn as she looked down at her teal toe polished feet. "Yea. It just looked so different from your usually expression face." He stopped his laughing and had his hands on his knees. "You thought this was a different expression of my face, how about you? You're laughing!" She arched her eyebrows a little showing that she was mad but wondering.

"I can't laugh? Nothing says in the Kazekage rule book I can't." He turned the tables and now it was her being questioned. "No there isn't anything that says… hey where were you these past hours!" She wanted to change the topic, she really felt embarrassed. "I went to a talk with the Hokage than walked around the area. Nice place we are at. You should check it out tomorrow." She nodded as she sat on the other edge of the bed keeping a respected distance between them.

"How about you, what did you do these past hours?" She played with the ends of her soft pink hair. "Oh nothing really just read, heard my music and watched the sun set. We have a nice view of the horizon from this room." She let he small smile appear on her face as she turned her head a little to look at the red-head.

"So you stayed in this room all these hours? Did you even go to get something to eat?" She shifted her head side to side. "You said to stay here. I thought if I didn't listen you would decapitate me." He again let out a chuckle and a tiny smile. "You really take things to the extreme hmmm perfectionist.?" He sigh and got up to the telephone on the bad stand. "Want anything special for dinner. We have room serve."

She wasn't sure if he was dreaming or Gaara was on crack. He was being nice. Great he was being nice and she was being a asshole. "Ummm nothing special. I'll have what you have." She got up and straighten her back from sitting on that loveseat for hours. Even her buttocks felt sore.

"Ok than. Hello room service can we get large plate of agedashi tofu and a large oyakodon donburi. Yes with two pineapple ramune bottle. Yea in 20 minutes, got it." He hung up and put the phone down. This made Sakura stomach rumble, she was hungry.

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During those 20 minutes Sakura took a shower and Gaara changed into his bed wear, he took a shower first before the pinklette.

As she was slipping on her nightwear which were a baggy redwood tee and a raw umber coloured loose boxer shorts. She brushed her damp hair into a undone bun as she heard the door knock. Her stomach knew the food had arrived as it growled like a aggressive dog. 'Dinner yum!' She opened the bathroom door as she watched Gaara take the food from the delivery boy and give the money. Closing the door behind him he placed the food on the nightstand. Sakura jumped on one of the sides of the bed, small bounces she was making waiting impatiently for the food to be served.

The red-head just stared, her odd behavior grew throughout these days of her staying with him at Suna and now here at the resort. "Hungry much?" She grabbed her stomach but it was to late, he stomach rumbled like thunder that even startled by it's sound. "Yea I'm a little hungry, we really didn't get to eat today due to the travel. So yea…." She scratched the back of her head, hoping he wasn't rethinking of why he's being nice to her, the crying freak.!

He said nothing as he handed her a plastic plate and chop sticks, she made sure not to touch him, she wouldn't know how he would react to her touch. He placed the food in the center of the bed and sat on the other side of the bed. The foods aroma made Sakura's mouth water and her eyes glued to the food like it is her prey.

They served their food in silence. The noise that was heard was the sound of them chewing the food and the television on the Safi channel. Sakura looked very interested on the topic of the show as Gaara didn't make it appear but was interested in it too. They both weren't speaking but he liked the time they are sharing eat and watching television. It was odd for him to be so close to someone literally, especial a female like Sakura.

He had his moments to look at her. Her soft features, her glossy pistachio green eyes and though the foods smell lingered in the room he could smell her cherry shampoo she used in her hair. He felt a little creepy to be acknowledging her scent but he liked it, it suit her.

As the clock passed eleven at nine Sakura let out a yawn and remembered, she was going to have to sleep on that chair. She stared at it like a new enemy, the loveseat vs. Sakura. She got up and grabbed a pillow as she headed to the chair. Gaara looked at her walk to the chair, a little unhappy with her leaving. He wasn't thinking straight, he blurred out.

"You can sleep on the bed, we both can.!" The pinklette turned so quick she heard a crack of her back. "Yea you can sleep on that side and I can sleep on this one. We have a very decent amount of space, this is a California king size bed after all." He played it cool as Sakura stepped slowly to the bed, unsure if he was testing her again thou he didn't the first time. "Are you sure you're ok with that? I mean you do need your sleep." The red head nodded as he went under the covers. "Yes, I'm positive. You don't seem the type to roll around in their step; I see Naruto doing that." She smiled as she placed her pillow back in its spot and went under the covers herself.

"Yeah that boy snores and kicks and it's not pretty. Trust me I've been on missions with him." Gaara reached his hand out to turn off the light and return to sleeping position. "Yea I could image. Now go to sleep, we have a lot of errands to do tomorrow and we cant complain because we're tired." He closed his eyes but again interrupted by the pinklettes small cough.

"Gaara….?" "Yea.?" He said a little irritated. "Thank you for everything. I really do appreciate it. Goodnight Gaara." Gaara couldn't see it in this darkness but he knew she was smiling at him, he felt her radiance bounce off to him and hit him right on his chest. That pound came again. "Good night….. Sakura."

They both closed their eyes a fell asleep.

And there you have it folks! Told you I'll type more! Sorry again for late update I've been busy and wasn't in the mood to type. But now I did it and hope you enjoy!

Also I finally got a little gaasaku romance in here! Atleast I hope ^_^ Well until next time I hope this satisfies you till then!

P.S Thank you all so much for the reviews! I love them all! I promise I'll update sooner and make the chapters longer.! I love reviews so please don't be afraid to leave one. :]