W00t! new chapter…I am in such a Gaara/sakura mood for some reason? Let the love begin!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto...but I do own my strange Gaara fetish…

P.S…HAPPY BIRTHDAY GAARA!!!!!! Since it's his birthday…I'll make a Sakura-Gaara scene….a little treat for my smexy-beast. Oh…and you guys too.

Sakura sighed as she scribbled more words down in her notebook. The home phone lay next to her, as well as the phonebook. The TV was currently playing some random wedding shows. She never knew it was so hard to plan a wedding. Luckily since she was going back to Konoha, she could have another meeting with the girls. And since Temari was traveling with them, it would be easier having everyone there.

She had been lounging in her pink lounge pants and her pink tube-top. She was currently scribbling more information into her note-book. She stopped to think, and twirled a finger in her tied up hair. She had been making phone calls all day, trying to figure everything out. She had discarded her location. It would be to troublesome trying to get everything there. So she was going to find a nice place around Suna.

She was also calling for everything else. A D.J, food, cake, reception location, decoration, and all the other wedding things you needed. She was frustrated at all the work. She needed more time, and help.

She would ask Temari, but she wasn't there at the moment. She was out, doing whatever she had to do. She didn't tell Sakura. Gaara was at the office. Sakura secretly wanted him to be there with her, helping her plan everything. She wanted his opinion too. Then Kankuro, well she had no idea where he was. He just left. No idea or clue as to where he went.

Suddenly the front door opened, scaring her. She jumped slightly, and waited to find out who was there. She then recognized the puppet master that walked through the door. He set his puppet down from off his back, walked around to the back of the couch, and jumped over top of it, knocking the phone and phone book off of the couch and onto the floor. Sakura glared.

Kankuro never noticed. He simply grabbed the remote, and changed the channel. Sakura growled. "Kankuro! Why did you change the channel! I am right here you know!" she shouted. She grabbed his attention as he winced at the harshness of her voice. "You weren't watching it! Your writing stuff in your notebook!" he retorted. "Besides, I don't want to sit here and watch wedding shows." He said with a hint of disgust. Hi hand was clenched firmly on the remote.

"Kankuro, I am planning a wedding. I need ideas. And the shows give me ideas. Either change it back, or you can model wedding dresses for me." She threatened. He didn't take it too seriously. He basically ignored her.

Sakura growled once again. She hated being ignored. "Kankuro!" she shouted. He still ignored her, and lounged back while flipping through random channels. With a battle cry, Sakura pounced on the poor guy, pinning him to the couch. Her arms stretched forwards trying to obtain her missing object. He just stretched his arm out as well. Sakura tried to climb forward so she could reach and grab it, but he held her back, his arm secured around her waist. She wasn't going anywhere's. She tried in a pathetic attempt to get the remote back, but the puppet expert below her didn't allow her to succeed. He just smirked at her playfully.

"Kankuro!" she shouted once again in vain. He was either to give her the remote, or let her go. And he wasn't doing either. The front door could be heard opening but it went unnoticed. Sakura now was trying to get the remote, as well as free herself. They didn't notice Temari standing in the archway of the living room. She just watched the two in their wrestling match.

She noticed Sakura's angry look, and Peered forward to see Kankuro's teasing face. Not wanting Kankuro to get killed, she cleared her throat and smiled as the two looked up. They were in one awkward position, and neither of them really noticed. Sakura was straddling Kankuro whiled his arm secured her to his around her waist. She was reaching forward in hopes to get her stolen item, as he kept it from her.

"Sakura, your engaged. You don't need to be caught doing things with your fiancés brother right?" she glanced at a near-by clock. "And Gaara should be home soon. He said he was coming home early. Anyways, Kankuro, come help me get dinner started. Let Sakura resume her wedding planning."

Kankuro's grip loosened on Sakura as she climbed off him. He stood up and walked past, about to hand her the remote. She reached forward, but he pulled back. She glared, he smirked. Finally he handed it back to her and walked off. Sakura stuck her tongue out at him like a child.

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The door was forced open roughly, and shut with a snap. Everyone knew who was home now. Gaara was in a terrible mood. He was deeply frustrated. So many questions were asked; he had to sort out new missions, not to mention the load of paperwork. No one would leave him alone. He was surprised that he controlled his anger and didn't kill anyone. If he was the same Gaara as before, there would be plenty of dead people right now. Thanks Kami he decided to leave early.

But he knew that it would only get worse. Going back to Konoha to meet his soon to be new in-laws. Not fun in his mind.

He found Temari and Kankuro attempting to cook tonight's dinner. He made a mental note to skip that and have something later. He growled out of no where, a strict glare played on his face. One look at his features would tell you not to mess with him at the moment. He entered the living room to find Sakura flipping through various channels on the TV. He had a familiar feeling in his chest, and though it was familiar, his anger and frustration seemed to make it stronger. He stood there, starring at Sakura. He could feel his need for her. It came so sudden, it almost shocked him. Sakura looked up at him. "Gaara? You ok?" Her voice was so sweet, so innocent. And for some reason it drove him mad. He made his was over to her.

Sakura looked up at him. His eyes were clouded over with lust and frustration. He laid her down on the couch and climbed over her. Sakura was confused above all things. She couldn't explain his weird behavior. "Gaara?" she questioned. He didn't respond. Instead he lowered his head, crushing his lips against hers. This kiss was hard and rough. She didn't respond at first, which made him kiss her harder. But once she did kiss back, he lightened up a bit. Sakura's lips were parted slightly, and Gaara took this as an advantage and slipped his tongue in her mouth. She moaned. Her tongue battled his, even if she knew she would lose. She could have some fun right?

In the end, his tongue won over hers. Sakura moaned in protest once his lips left hers. He trailed kisses down her jaw, and neck. Gaara could feel some relief from the frustration. He found her pulse and suckled it, leaving a small red mark. His hands followed along her curves. Sakura's breath came in short pants as he continued his assault on her body. Once again his lips were on her neck. She felt his teeth scrape across her skin. His hands brushed over her flat stomach, inching higher up.

"Dinner!" Temari called out happily, as she stepped out into the living room. Gaara stopped his previous actions with a growl. Temari looked at them both. Sakura tried to regain her breath. "Girl, your getting all the action tonight." Temari said with a short laugh. She waved a finger at the two. "Get a room if you two want to do that." She said and walked back into the kitchen. "Oh, and I'm glad you two are together." She said over her shoulder.

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Sakura woke in her room. She could feel something wasn't right. It wasn't anything big, but she could tell. She made her way out of her room, and to the next door. She opened it quietly, and entered. She didn't feel any chakra signals from the room and didn't see a silhouette in the bed. There was only one other place she knew he could be. The roof.

She opened the window and leapt up the roof. She looked around and found him sitting on the edge of the roof. She advanced forward, but stopped a few feet back, not knowing what he was feeling. "You can come here." He said to her. She stepped forward and sat next to him. They sat in silence, both just gazing off into the clear night sky.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked him. He didn't answer right away, which was what she expected. She almost didn't expect him to answer at all.

"Nothing important. Just about tomorrow." He replied. She understood. It must be uncomfortable to meet someone new and being who he was and the reputation he had in her village. Her parents didn't even know who the Kazekage was, so they would be in for a surprise tomorrow. She didn't know how they would react, and hopefully it wouldn't be in a horrible way. She wanted Gaara and her parents to get along.

"I have been to. I'm sure it will be fine." she tried to reassure him. She was also trying to reassure herself. "They don't know I'm the Kazekage do they?" he asked. Sakura shook her head. "No they don't. But it doesn't matter. I'm sure they won't mind." Man, who was she kidding? She could tell Gaara didn't think the same way as her. Sakura leant her head on his shoulder.

"Don't worry about it; I'm sure it will be fine. If not, we can leave early." She tried to bargain with him. "Why don't we just not go?" he tried. Not going to work.

They sat I silence once more. The moon was bright, and lit up the whole village. She never noticed how big it was. "Gaara. I need your help planning this wedding you know. I want your opinion too." She said, looking up at him. He glanced down at her. "You can have whatever you want. I really don't care." Sakura frowned. That wasn't the answer she was looking for.

"Well, will you just help me with a few things? Please?" she asked. He didn't look moved, but silently agreed with a small nod.

Sakura smiled. "Thanks." She stood up and felt his gaze follow her. "I need more rest since we're traveling tomorrow. Are you coming?" she asked. "I'll be there in a little bit." She nodded. "Do you want me to stay in your room with you tonight?" He nodded back to her.

He felt her chakra grow further away and sighed. Tomorrow was going to be one hectic day. He then stood, and disappeared in a swirl of sand to his room, where his bride to be awaited hi arrival.

Sorry I couldn't make it longer or better. It sucks I know. I have my regions for school next week and I have a lot of studying to do, so I don't have time to do writing. On the good side, I only have one region, so I have to go to school next Monday and Tuesday, (only for 2 hours on Tuesday) and then I have the rest of the week off to update! So review please! I'll try to get another chapter of the flow of life up so you don't have to die on the cliffy anymore.