Hope you guys like it, it's a bit of opening up time for Gaara as well as dealing with the reality of what he has done

School has re-started; it seems that was the longest weekend of my entire life. The hospital was the worst place, it smelled of death, and everywhere I looked I saw ill people. I wasn't ill, it was a minor injury, why was I there for so long.

"Hey Sakura," Hinata whispered, she had become my new friend ever since Tayuya was sent to juvy, it was only for two months, luckily for Tayuya she got off easily as the principle's favorite student.

"Hey Hinata, how was your weekend?" I asked serenely, Hinata smiled.

"It was memorable," Hinata said eagerly, "Kiba-Kun asked me out, and we went to the beach, it was so amazing,"

"I am glad," I said and then the bell rang, Hinata and I were in different classes. She waved and we parted. I walked in, the guys stares had lessoned and the fear and pain had lessoned as well.

I took my seat; it was next to the window. The sky was a weird green colour, how strange; maybe it was the end of the world? I shrugged, after the incident everything had become whatever to me, even my parents noticed the slight change in me. How bizarre, the notice that I was hit by a boy and yet they didn't noticed I was raped. Psychical wounds can heal, mental wounds take time.

The day passed by without anything worth mentioning, it wasn't until the bell rang signaling the end of the day, did my life really start over.

"Sakura, you're coming with me," I didn't even have to look in his direction to know it was Gaara. What did he want?

"…" I said nothing, only stared. Obviously annoyed at my less then good response, or was it lack of, couldn't tell, but none the less he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the direction of his car. Even after the psycho threw a vase at me I still didn't flinch at his touch, and yet when some random man I've never met stares at me, I almost piss my pants, how messed up is my brain?

"Where-" I started to ask, but stopped. Wherever he was taking me it had better be worth my time, I had to get home and finish my homework. The car ride was silent, awkward. He stopped, we were at the beach. I stared at him in surprise.

He got out of the car, and walked over to the door on my side, opening it for me. I unbuckled and stepped out leaving my shoes in the car for it to be easier to run, the wind blowing my hair into my face, my eyes narrowed and suspicious. He led me out into the beach; the sand was hot on my bare feet. He stopped me, his hands gripping my shoulders, his hair in his eyes, his eyes pained.

"My mother, my birth mother died when she gave birth to me, and so my dad hated me. He re-married to that women and that women brought along her daughter, Temari.

"Temari and I fell in love, but my parents found out and they took Temari away and locked me in the basement for a whole agonizingly painful day. They made me kill her, then fixed it all up so it seemed that Temari was home alone and someone broke into the house and killed her," Gaara said, I stared at him, silence fell upon us.

"…What do you want from me, you want to hear my sob story too, or do you already magically know it," I said anger in my voice, the tears on the face betraying me. He finally looked up, and with his gently warm hand he wiped away my tears.

"I will never hurt you again, and especially not in the way that other bastard hurt you," Gaara said calmly, I stared at him wanting to cry, wanted to laugh, wanted to scream, wanting to smile.

"I love you Sakura, I don't know how, I don't know when, and I definitely don't know why, but I do. I'm…an emotionally unbalanced person, and sometimes…I can't deal with things…so I get violent, but don't think for a second that I don't love you, because I do," Gaara said fiercely, his words full of emotion, his eyes begging me to understand, and I did.

"Want some ice cream?" I said smiling, and I grabbed his hand pulling it towards the direction of the ice-cream truck. He seemed surprise, but he understood my need for the change of subject, smiling he nodded as he allowed me to pull him. Turns out we only had enough money for one cone, surprisingly, I found it amusing..

"Let's get Vanilla," I said eagerly, he raised an eyebrow.

"Let's get chocolate," he said, in the end I won. Really, I had more money, we could have gotten two but I wanted to share it with you. We walked back to the beach, and took a seat near the water that tickled our feet. The sky was still green but the time the ice cream was running down our fingers. I stared at him, as he washed away the ice cream in the water, and then wiped his hands in his pants. Funny, how ever move that he made seemed like art.

"I really am sorry," Gaara said suddenly, I turned to him, biting my lip, wondering, is now okay? I leaned in, hesitated, and then Gaara crashed his lips into me, he tasted like warm vanilla ice cream.

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Much Love,
Evanescence147