Okay heres the next chapter! Sorry if it seems like I'm hurrying things along, I don't really like this chapter, but the endings good. I like the ending. Well, let me know what you think in a review after you read it!! Thanks guys!

Chapter 10, No. Oh, Please, No.

I mailed to mom a few times a week, I haven't got the guts up to tell her about me yet. I hinted little things to her about it, saying how I couldn't wait to have a child, or how cute they were and stuff. I was hoping she would catch on, but I didn't really believe she would figure it out. Gaara spent every night with me, my house or his. Temari caught on quickly, screaming at Gaara for how irresponsible he was, then she dragged me to her room, looking up names on the internet for the baby. She had a real split personality, it was scary at times.

About three months into my pregnancy was when Kankuro found out. I was starting to get temper mental. He said that I looked a little bigger then normal, I flipped and started screaming at him. Gaara had to hold me back from killing him. Kankuro was surprised to say the least.

It was hard to hide everything from my friends, I didn't want them knowing just yet. But, with the way my stomach was starting to grow, I didn't have much of a choice left. I caught Hinata staring at me on a few occasions, she just blushed and looked away, most of the time looking back as soon as I turned away. Gaara was a little better about letting people near me, but he still was over protective. Naruto and Hinata were the only ones aloud near me without him being there, he made some kind of deal with Naruto involving ramen.

I was currently in English class right now, Naruto and Hinata sitting on both sides of me. Today was one of those days where I just felt like shit. I had on a pair of Gaara's grey sweat pants, and a big shirt that I tied at the back so it fit me better, along with a normal, and random, pair of sneakers. Gaara had to drag me out of bed this morning, and I was having trouble staying awake. Jiraiya-sensei was going on and on about something, it was going in one ear, and right out the other. I think Naruto was getting more out of this then I was, and that's just plain scary. Hinata tapped my shoulder again, I fell asleep. Crap.

"Can you repeat the question, please?" I asked, looking up at the perverted teacher. I blinked. Blinked again. "Where is everyone?"

"Class is over, Sakura." Hinata giggled, placing my bag on the desk.

"Really? Gosh, how time flies while you're sleeping." I said in a dazed voice as I stood up, holding back a wince when I felt that prickly feeling on the bottom of my foot. Great, my foots asleep.

"Sakura." I looked up to see Gaara walking in, and over to us. Hinata told him I fell asleep again, he nodded and walked over to me, kissing my lips. "Are you feeling okay?" He whispered, low enough so that Naruto and Hinata wouldn't hear. I smiled and nodded, wrapping my arms around his waist as he hugged me close. I saw Naruto and Hinata shift uncomfortably. Even after all these months of me and Gaara being together, they still haven't gotten used to it. Well, they were better then most. The only reason why Ino excepted us was because I could get better information on Kankuro for her.

"Can we go home now?" I groaned, looking up at him with tired eyes. "I didn't sleep well last night." Last night was the first night in a long time that Gaara wasn't there. Him and Kankuro had to leave for their father, Temari and I stayed at the Sabaku's house hold. I've met Gaara's father once or twice, he seemed okay, but his kids didn't like him, not one bit. I've only said hello to him, that's it. Never anything more then that. Gaara or Temari always pulled me away, making an excuse, Kankuro just grabbed me and pushed me out of the room, not bothering with an explanation.

Gaara nodded and started leading me away, handing Naruto some money for his ramen deal. Naruto squealed with delight, already talking to Hinata about what kind of ramen he was going to eat tonight. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arm around Gaara's waist, leaning my head on his shoulder. Gaara strapped our bags to his bike and got on, reaching for my hand like he always did. I slipped my hand in his, but stopped and looked behind me when I heard a loud revving of an engine.

Sasuke...

He sat in his car, facing us. I knew he was glaring at our hands, I could feel it. Bu his windows were tinted, so I could not see in. I turned back towards Gaara, kissing him deeply before I got on his bike, throwing Sasuke a smirk as he took off.

There was a letter from mom when I got home. I grabbed it from Gaara and walked into the house, him following. It was one of those days where father wouldn't be home until late, so Gaara was safe being here for a little while. I laid down on my bed, Gaara sat next to me.

-Sakura.

Hey, hunny! Geez, I wish you would tell me when to buy those tickets! I want you down here, now! I miss you so much, sweetheart, its breaking me being away from you like this!

So, you and that Gaara guy are really serious, huh? All you do is talk about him, or Naruto, or Hinata. What happened to all of your other friends? What happened to TenTen, or Ino, or that Neji guy? Or even Shikamaru! Tell me about how lazy he is, like you always used to! I want to hear more about your life, Sakura.

Oh! Before I forget, Mike says hello! He's been bugging me to tell you sense I got out the paper and pen! I can't believe him. He wants to meet you so bad! He keeps bugging me about it! I think its sweet how much he wants to know about you, and how much he can't wait until he gets to meet you!

So, about Gaara... Hmm... I don't really know about that one sweetheart. Everyone is different. When I had your brother, your father stayed with me the whole time, then, two years later, out popped you! If anything DID happen, I'm sure he would never leave you, and I don't think he would ever lie about something like that. With how much you tell me about him, I feel like I know him personally. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would just leave like that, Sakura. Gaara seems like a nice guy, despite his over protectiveness. And, you're right about that, maybe he is going a little to far with that whole thing. I mean, you need to be able to do what you want, Sakura, not what some man tells you to do. Don't ever let a man tell you who you can and can't hang out with, it will ruin your life.

I love you, Sakura. And I miss you SO much, sweetheart. Talk to you soon,

-Mom.

I stared at her words for a few more seconds before looking up at Gaara with pleading eyes. He stared back at me with a blank gaze, he knew I wanted something. With a sigh he gave up and stood, walking over to my desk grabbing my notebook and pen. This was what we did every time I got a letter from mom, I'd read it, beg him to get me my notebook and pen, then I'd write, then he'd mail the letter on his way home. Simple. I smiled when he handed me it, kissing him lightly as he laid down next to me, putting his head on my shoulder blade.

-Mom.

Sorry, I still can't leave yet! I told you, something big has come up, and I can't leave for... a long while... Hi Mike! I can't wait to see you, too!

And, yeah, we are really serious. I think about him every night, and he's always here for me. I'm not really on... talking terms with the others... because of something that happened... I don't want to talk about it, I'll tell you some other day, mom. And, yes, Shikamaru is as lazy as ever! But, lately, I've been falling asleep in class more then he has. I haven't been sleeping well.

I've been having these strange dreams about this girl. She's a baby, maybe two years old. I feel this over whelming need to protect her, like if I don't, the world will end. She smiles at me, and I feel my heart melt. I love her so much, and don't even know who she is. I haven't told Gaara about this yet, I don't want to freak him out. You're the only one that knows about her, I don't know if I should tell anyone else. I want to know who she is, where she came from, and if she's real. Right before I wake up, theres like a name being whispered in the wind, if that makes any sense. I don't get it. Has this ever happened to you?

Gaara is NOT like dad, I can guaranty that, mom. I would never look at him is he became anything like father. I'm just over reacting, I guess. Maybe its just all in my head. But, if something does ever happen, I just want to know that he'll always be by my side, and never let me go. I know its foolish to wish for such things at my age, but I can't help it. I love him, with all my heart. I don't ever want him to leave. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't there to hold my hand, to kiss my cheek and tell me I looked beautiful when I looked like crap, to hug me when I cry, telling me everything is going to be alright. I don't think life is worth living with out him in it.

He's not... that... controlling. He let's me do things that I want to, he's just worried about me. It's my own choice not to be talking to the others, not his. He's just looking out for me, that's all. And, mom, do you really think that I would let ANYONE tell me who I can and can't talk or hangout with?!

Love and miss you to, mom!

-Sakura.

I ended my letter with my usual chibi me dancing in a circle. I picked up a picture that was in my notebook. It was of me and Gaara. I got Temari to take it of me when Gaara and I were sitting out in there garden. Gaara was leaning against a tree, his chin on my shoulder. I was sitting between his legs, smiling at the camera while Gaara looked down at me with a small smile. He had his arms around me, his fingers laced with mine. I picked up another picture, it was of Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara. It was hard to get them all together without them killing each other, but, I finally got a quick snap shot of them. Temari was about to hit Kankuro with a frying pan, Kankuro was trying to climb over Gaara to get away from her, and Gaara was glaring at Kankuro as he tried to crawl over the redhead that was sitting against the couch. I let out a small giggle remembering their faces when the flash went off. They had all tried getting the camera from me to delete the picture. I his it down my shirt, Gaara was the only one that went after it when I did that, I told him he wasn't to come over tonight, and he backed away, glaring.

Gaara sat up and looked over my shoulder at the pictures, rolling his eyes as he laid back down, putting his arm over my hip, resting his head on my lower back.

PS, this is Gaara and me, then the other one is Gaara, Kankuro, and Temari. I finally got a picture of all of them! I took the one of them a few nights ago, and the one of me and Gaara was yesterday. I had Temari take it, she went a little over board with the camera, I had to delete a bunch of snap shots just to find the one I liked. I picked this one, I like the lighting. Oh, and don't worry about Kankuro, they attacked me after I took the picture, they didn't know I was taking it, so he didn't end up getting hit with the frying pan!

I finished my letter and stuck it in a envelope, sealing it with my tongue. I put it in the notebook, as a marker so that I wouldn't forget to hand it to Gaara before he left. I pushed it off the bed, onto the nightstand, and rolled over, making Gaara have to move with me.

"Done already?" He whispered, moving so that his head was resting on mine, his arms around me.

"Yeah." I smiled and lightly kissed his neck. I closed my eyes and let my body go limp in his arms. I was tired. Really tired. Gaara's hand rubbed my back, his other under my shirt, resting on my slightly swollen stomach.

I didn't know how much longer I could keep this up. Everyone was starting to ask questions. One day, I was just so grumpy that I yelled at Ino, telling her "So what if I'm fat?!" I felt so bad after, and burst strait into tears. Everyone in the hall stared, but as soon as Gaara showed up, they all looked away, going on with their lives. Ino was a little traumatized, being wary around me for the next few days. I knew that at some point I would have to see a doctor, to make sure everything was going okay with the baby. Gaara and I rarely talked about, we both avoided the subject completely if possible. Father hadn't found out about it yet, I've been home rarely, and mostly when hes gone is when I've ever been home.

Gaara's gotten better about the whole "smoking pot" thing. I don't ever see him smoking it, but once in a great while I can smell it on him. He still smokes, I don't expect him to change his whole life around for me. He's opened up way more then I ever dreamed of, I'm still hesitant on telling him what's happened in my family in the past. I don't talk about it, he doesn't talk about his families past, neither of us ask.

I nuzzled Gaara's neck before I rolled so that I was laying on my back, facing the ceiling. Gaara's hand stayed on my stomach, mine covering his. His fingers spread apart, mine fitting between them. My eyes closed once more with a contented sigh. Gaara moved closer to me, his head resting against mine as I fell asleep.

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I woke with a jolt, springing into a sitting position. My breathing was hard, coming in gasps, I looked around the room, searching for Gaara, he was no where in sight. I grabbed the note that was resting on my pillow.

When you wake up, don't freak out, Sakura. I went home around ten. You told me not to stay the whole night, so I didn't, even though I wanted to. Your father is pulling in the driveway as I write this, be careful, migoto. I'll be there in the morning to bring you to school. Sleep well.

-Gaara.

I was still breathing hard after I read the note three times. I lifted a shaky hand to rub my sweat covered forehead, I winced with disgust and got out of bed to take a shower.

The water was hot, it burned my skin, but I couldn't shake the cold feeling that lingered from my dream. I scrubbed my skin until it hurt. I could still feel the dirt on my skin, but, there was nothing on me, nothing but the lingering memory in my mind. I could feel my sobs starting to shake my body, I slid down the wall so that I wouldn't fall. The water rolled over my skin, my hair stuck to my shoulders and face, I couldn't find the strength to brush them away.

I was still having dreams of that girl. They were mostly the same, but recently there had been more people in it. People that were fully submerged in the shadows, but they were there. Their eyes stared with disapproving glints, whispers about me could be heard as they moved closer to each other. Gaara was staring at me, too. He was by my side, yet so far away. Every time I tried to reach for him, he'd move farther away, that look still in his eyes. I didn't understand it, but something was off, something that wasn't good. His eyes resembled the peoples from my fathers work, the ones who looked down on me, the ones who thought they were better... there was also pity in his jade orbs...

I stayed in the shower for a few hours. I finally stood up and turned off the, now cold, water and got out, wrapping a fluffy towel around my body. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked like crap. I was now seeing myself how others saw me everyday. I looked old, old and worn out. The skin around my eyes was tinted with a dark blue/black color, making me look like I haven't slept in weeks. My skin was a gross pale cream color, now red from my over heated and over scrubbing shower. I pulled the towel away from my body and looked at the bump between my hips. It wasn't to big yet, but big enough for people to start noticing. My legs looked weak, like they would break. All in all, I looked like an old women, pathetic.

Pathetic...

I cringed at the word, stepping back from the mirror, looking down as I reached for the clean set of clothes I set out before I got in the shower. I pulled Gaara's sweat pants up my legs and tightened the sting around my hips, letting them hang a little. I put a black bra on before I pulled Gaara's black tank top over my head. I think I have half of his wardrobe here. I smiled at the thought of him living with me, being here every night. It wasn't like he was here, or me there, almost every night, but it would be nice to know that I had a real home. Somewhere where I couldn't wait to get back to, somewhere I didn't have to worry every second of the day.

I left the bathroom putting my pink hair in a pony tail as I left my room, in search of a snack. I looked all though the kitchen before just grabbing an apple off the counter. It was almost time for Gaara to start on his way over to pick me up for school, I still needed to get my bag ready, and attempt to do some of my homework... Naw, I'll just say Gaara ate it. I smiled and a small giggle left my lips at the thought of Genma-sensei taking that excuse.

I walked into my room and grabbed my bag, tossing it on my bed as I went over to my closet to get a pair of shoes.

"You left your door unlocked, Sakura..." A chuckle came from behind me. I froze in fear, my hand instantly going to my stomach as I heard his feet coming closer, the door closing behind him. My apple bounced on the floor, rolling towards the tightly locked window...

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(GAARA'S POV!!!!)

I stared out my window at the sun. Temari and Kankuro were in the kitchen getting breakfast, I could hear the bowels. Sakura would be getting up by now, probably taking a shower or drying her hair. My thought's always revolved around her. I didn't mind, she was mine, and was carrying my child. The night she told me about that... to tell you the truth, I was scared shit less. I swear my heart had stopped. But when I saw her tears, it kick started and made me realize what this ment.

My phone vibrated, Sakura's face showing on the caller ID. I quickly read through the short text message she sent me, she found a way to school, she didn't need me to pick her up. I frowned at this, she always wanted me to pick her up. I replied, asking why, she said because she found a ride. Was she mad at me or something? I sighed and left my room, scratching the back of my neck, hanging out with Naruto so much, his stupidness rubs off on ya. Temari and Kankuro were grabbing their bags when I got down, just about ready to head out the door.

My sister and brother were no longer scared of me like they used to be. When I got angry, they were careful, but were not scared. Seeing Temari glance at me with a worried face reminded me of something I had yet to tell Sakura. Something I had been dreading from the time we started getting to know the other. Something that I had been avoiding, something that I dreaded talking about. I looked away from her and grabbed my keys. I was taking the car today, it looked like rain.

It didn't take long to get to school, about five-ten minutes. Everyone was already there, all but Temari and Kankuro who I had passed on my way. They drove slow, the speed limit, I wanted to shiver at the thought, but held it back. I took a seat next to Naruto at the table, Hinata was glancing around me. I stared at her blankly.

"Where's Sakura?" She asked in her small voice. "Doesn't she ride with you, Gaara?" She didn't have to ask, she knew Sakura was always with me. I only let her out of my sight a few times a day. That was only when we had different classes, and when she had to go to the bathroom. And then, someone was always with her.

"She got a ride from someone else." I said, glancing to see who was missing along with my blossom. I looked over every face, doing a recount. TenTen and my siblings were gone. TenTen must be picking her up, I thought as I got up and walked to class with Naruto.

Half the day passed, it was lunch time. Sakura wasn't in history, I was getting edgy. Maybe they just went shopping, I kept thinking, or, at least that was until I saw TenTen laughing in her seat next to Hinata and Neji at the lunch table, no Sakura. Maybe she's with Tsunade-sama, Tsunade walked into the lunch room, screaming at Genma about something. I looked back at the table, only to meet Hinata's worried eyes. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Hinata seemed to sense it to, as soon as she was out of her chair, I was running for the doors.

I jumped down the flight of stairs, running at full speed to my car. The rain was coming down hard, I got in and slammed my car into gear as soon as it was on. I raced down the streets, looking for any sign of pink hair, I found nothing. I raced on towards her house.

There were no cars in the driveway, I got out of the car and ran up to the door, banging loudly. Someone pulled in behind me, I stared until I saw Hinata step out with Naruto in the passengers side. Something was terribly wrong. I took a few steps back and lifted my foot, slamming it into the door. A loud crack rang over the sound of rain. I slammed my foot once more into the door, Hinata and Naruto were running up towards me as the door gave in under the pressure. I ran in, yelling Sakura's name. No response.

"Check the rooms down here, I got upstairs." I said to them as I started running for the stairs. My heart was in my throat, I've never been so scared in my life. What if she was fine? What if she wasn't? What if she just over slept and missed her ride? What if she never had a ride and something bad happened? The "what if"s were killing me. "Sakura?!" I called out, searching ever room as I went.

All of the rooms were empty. The room next to Sakura's, her father's room, I found a shirt with spattered blood laying on the floor. My heart almost came out of my throat. I checked the bathroom in her fathers room quickly, nothing but a bloody towel.

"Gaara!" Hinata's shriek filled the air. She was in Sakura's room, her crying was coming from the wall.

I raced from the room, it seemed like I was going in slow motion, not moving quick enough. I saw Naruto at the top of the stairs when I came out of the room, our eyes locked for a split second before we turned and raced to the room. The door had locked behind Hinata, it locks automatically once its shut tightly. I slammed my foot into it with all my force, it gave with one hit. I stumbled into the room with Naruto right behind me, everything stopped.

Nothing in the world seemed to be moving when I saw her. It just... stopped.

Sakura lay on the floor by the window. Her hair was covering her face, sweeping the floor all around her head. Blood matted the once bright pink locks, blood was all over her. I could feel the vomit raising in my throat, past my heart, from seeing her like this. If it was anyone else, someone I didn't know, I would be smiling at the sight. But now, with it being the one I love, I want to die. There were finger marks on the window, marks made from blood, she had been trying to open the locked window. I fell to my knees next to Hinata who was crying in her hands. I slowly crawled over to her, I could see now that her arms were wrapped protectively around her middle, trying to shield the unborn child.

For the first time in all my life, I felt the hot tears start to streak my cheeks. I reached out for her, turning her so that she was facing up, instead of being on her side. Blood smeared her face, traveling down her ripped shirt where a stab wound was just below her last right rib. My stomach churned. Her arms fell apart, a glass rose falling from her hands. The one I had made her, she had it clutched tightly in her hands.

With careful hands, I lifted her into my arms, pushing back the bloodied hair that was stuck to her perfect face. Hinata was crying from behind me, I could hear Naruto's sniffles as well. Hinata was repeating the same thing over and over...

"No. Oh, please, no..." My head fell down into the crook of Sakura's neck as the tears continued running down my cheeks.

How could this have happened? How could I have let it come to this? I knew one thing...

It was all my fault.

Poor Sakura... Poor Gaara... whats gonna happen next??? And, most of all, what happens when Gaara finds Sakura's father? .