The Final Chapter to The Right Path. Right now, I want to thank all of the people who have been reading my story from the very beginning, this story is now for you.
Cleaning Up
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'No, I insist, you two go upstairs, Gaara why don't you let Sakura use your bathroom, its got a better shower then any other in the house, and we'll stay down here and clean up the mess,' Temari said with an innocent smile on her face.
'That seems oddly generous of you Temari,' Gaara said, his brow arched and eyes piercing, 'what are you up to?'
'Nothing, I just felt bad about starting this whole thing and thought that me and Kankuro should clean the mess rather then you and Sakura, who only got pulled into it because of us,' Temari's eyes shone with innocence so strongly that Gaara was nearly blinded by the glint coming off her eyes.
'Thank you Temari, we will go upstairs then,' Sakura said with a small bow and then turned to Gaara, 'come let's see this amazing shower of yours.'
Gaara smirked and offered her his arm, leading her up the stairs and disappearing from sight down the hall.
'I am so smart,' Temari praised herself in a singsong voice. 'Now get to work Kankuro, you have to clean up all this before one of them comes down.'
'What why do I have to do it?' Kankuro whined at being stuck with the job of cleaning the entire dinning room.
'Because it was my genius idea, and as such you have to clean the after affects of it.'
'But why aren't you doing any of the work.'
'Because I did the hard work of thinking up the idea, and because I said so. Now you might want to have this all done before Gaara comes down in the morning, oh and don't forget about the chunk of sticky rice that's stuck up on the ceiling, I'm sure you'll think of some way to get it down.'
With that Temari walked out of the house, heading god knows where. Kankuro turned to face the disaster area that was their dinning room. At one point he was pretty sure Gaara had thrown a chair at him, and it would explain why there was a chair sticking out of the wall. But what he couldn't figure out were the forks, knives and spoons the stuck straight out of the walls on all sides of the room.
Looking around him he noticed that a chunk had been taken out of the table, it wasn't thrown at anyone, but Sakura had used it as a shield for a good while, until Temari had snuck behind her and given her a face full of cranberry sauce. There were several different holes in the walls from Gaara's attempts to throw the food plus the dishes they were in.
Sighing Kankuro grabbed a bag from the kitchen to start putting the debris into, and upon further inspection of the room he saw that the food was starting to harden where it stuck. 'Damn it all, this is going to make cleaning ten times harder.'
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Gaara lead Sakura upstairs, their arms entwined and for some reason Gaara didn't mind having her this close. He looked down at the girl walking beside him, her hair swaying in time with her movements.
'Sorry about all that, usually my siblings can control their random moments of stupidity better,' Gaara tried apologizing, the drying bits of food that clung to his skin, hair and clothes making him look quiet silly.
'Its fine, it was actually kind of fun; I can't even remember the last time I was in a food fight. That being said I didn't appreciate that bowl of ramin you launched at me, but I guess I deserved it for nailing you in the stomach with all that gravy, it was still kind of hot when I through it.'
'Yes I remember that, I think I might have a bit of a burn from that.'
As they approached the door Gaara felt a strange urge to remove the piece of potato that was clinging to her hair, and being the man he was he reached over and slowly pulled the chunk of food out. Sakura looked up at him with a warm half smile on her face, 'Thank you.'
With their eyes locked in an intimate gaze, Gaara felt a strange urge to lean towards her, and he did. His face got closer to hers, dear god what am I doing, am I going to kiss her. I think I am. But I have never kissed anyone before, wait how do you kiss someone? Will she let me? What if I do it wrong?
All of these thoughts ran through Gaara's head as he stood there inches from actually kissing Sakura. He was so conflicted with want and uncertainty that he stood there for a minute not doing anything.
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Sakura watched as Gaara got closer and closer to her. Oh my god, yes, yes, yes. Do it, please kiss me you gorgeous hunk of man! She waited there for a couple seconds after Gaara had stopped moving towards her.
Getting more impatient as the more time passed she decided to take matters into her own hands. Screw this I want a kiss. In a sudden rush of movement, Sakura slammed their lips together, nearly knocking Gaara backwards.
She moved her lips against his, urging him to respond, and after a minute he did. His arms wrapped around her and his lips pushed back against hers. Her hands gripped his shoulders and she smiled into the kiss.
Suddenly he moved his hands from around her waist to her butt and lifted her into the air, more then slightly surprised at his forwardness Sakura wrapped her legs around his waist and held herself closer to him as the kiss became more intense.
He started to walk backwards with her in his arms, reaching his door and kicking it inwards. I guess that shower will have to wait until after we're done with each other, or I could convince him to have one with me. Sakura only had a couple seconds to ponder this before she was thrown on the bed and had a very horny Gaara crawl on top of her.
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Gaara woke up in the morning, his hair had already dried after the late shower he had with Sakura. He had learned something new last night; he had never known that you could use soap that way before, but he sure did like knowing it.
Looking around he found that Sakura had already awoken and left the room, but she had left a small note on the table for him:
Was called into work early, I'll be back later tonight. And I'm looking forward to teaching you a couple more tricks.
Sakura
He smirked at the last comment; she sure had a lot of interesting little tricks up her sleeve. He got up and pulled on a pair of loose pants before walking down stairs to insect the state of the dinning room. He hadn't really believed that Temari and Kankuro would clean it, but there was a small glimmer of hope that they had.
Gaara nearly fell over with shock as he entered the dinning room; it was perfect. The holes in the walls were gone, the damaged chair had been repaired and the chunk of the table that had been missing was glued back into place. That and all of the food and broken dishes had been cleaned up. Walking through the room, he gave a further inspection to the condition of everything in the room.
As he walked to the other, side of the room something hard and stick hit him on the shoulder. Looking at it, he noted that it was sticky rice. He looked up at the ceiling and noticed that there were large sections of food still hanging off the roof.
'Kankuro!'
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And there you go loves, the end to The Right Path, I hope you like it.